Chapter 567

Seeing the alloy bomb coming towards him, Packard inhaled and moved sideways to avoid the attack. The alloy bullet was spinning, and the friction between the fast wind and the air generated a bright flame tail. It passed Packard and disappeared into a rapid fire heavy artillery car 30 meters behind, followed by an explosion and a fireball. The shock wave from the rear shook Packard's foothold. When he stabilized his center of gravity, he found that the sniper had disappeared in his original position.

The distance between the two is more than 500 meters, from sniper attack to Packard evasion, which is less than two seconds. However, the sniper disappeared in this short time. What made Packard uncomfortable was that he couldn't feel the breath of the other party.

This is ridiculous. As an eighth level capable person, I can't even feel the murderous spirit of a sniper. I can't say it without being laughed off. But now, Packard was not in the mood to laugh. In the remaining light in the corner of his eyes, a little golden light hurt his eyes.

At this moment, rich experience makes the brain squat. Without even considering the necessity of this action, Packard believed his judgment completely and unconditionally. When he just squatted down in his arms, the roaring sound of breaking the air passed overhead and roared away. Then a slender and powerful leg crossed the ground, took out countless gravel and dust and smoke, and swept to his face door. Packard staggered his hands to block. He felt that he was hit by a crazy charging Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the whole person couldn't help sending it out. There was a slight "click" sound in the arm bones, but the arm bones could not bear the huge force and there were slight cracks!

During the flight, Packard looked through the gap between his arms. The sniper who appeared again was taking back the alloy heavy sniper used as a bat. And on his heel, he also pulled out a clear arc smoke belt!

Intuition told Packard that the man really killed was the foot at the bottom. If he hadn't defended in time, I'm afraid his head would have turned into blood red pieces like a kicked watermelon!

Then he knocked down two tanks and Packard's speed slowed down. He suddenly breathed in, and his face, including the skin of his whole body, turned red. With another roar, the waves visible to the naked eye spread in circles, instantly turned into a terrible sound roar, and rushed straight to the sniper. The two tank cars on the way were constantly vibrated by the sound roar. Then the armor on the vehicle surface began to crack, and then burst into armor fragments of different sizes. Finally, the cockpit wrapped in armor was even exposed.

Several soldiers in the driver's cabin had been killed by vomiting blood, and Yinxiao instantly covered the position of the sniper, causing a continuous explosion!

Packard finally fell to the ground and pulled his tactical clothes, revealing his strong body built up of muscle blocks. The already well-defined body, each muscle began to move wildly again, like thousands of earthworms moving in Packard's body. At the same time, Packard's pores expanded and sent out hot white smoke. When the white smoke wrapped him up, there was a beast like roar in the smoke, and the commander of the golden Tomahawk ran out of the smoke. He was still wrapped in a hot smoke belt, but Packard's body widened and ran like a human tank in the direction of the sniper.

He knew that the sound roar could delay at most. If only one sound roar could kill a terrible opponent who could approach him silently, Packard himself was the first not to believe it. Sure enough, he only ran ten meters. In the explosion dust and smoke made by Fang Yinxiao, an alloy bullet came out and blew to the ground in an instant!

Roar, raise your fist! Packard hit the alloy bullet with a punch, followed by severe pain. First, the phalanx burst and broke. Then the skin tissue was torn, and the damage spread all the way from the fist. When the alloy bullet wiped away, Packard's right hand had been crushed and deformed!

There are several muscles like hands on the still intact shoulder, only a small piece of bone is left in it, and more fragments and blood are flying in the air. But Packard didn't even frown, and even a crazy smile appeared on his face.

Then a strange scene appeared.

The muscles at the wound moved wildly. They spewed out thousands of thin pink silk threads, and then woven the outline of an arm like a spider weaving a cocoon. However, this arm is obviously much longer than Packard's left hand, and the front end extends like a hook and sickle. However, in just a few seconds, the biological fiber silk has reconstructed an arm, and new skin extends from the fracture of the shoulder to the hook and sickle at the front end like mercury, and finally forms a whole. But there was a significant difference between the newborn skin and the skin color of the shoulder, but Packard's shattered hand was not only reborn, but also turned into an alien weapon!

"Interesting." in the drifting smoke, black hair fluttered in the wind, and the golden right eye jumped with a flame of the same color in the depths. The sniper with a handsome face said faintly.

In his mind, Packard quickly generated information about the man. Black hair, yellow skin and golden pupils all point to that person.

Fatal Frame!

Packard smiled: "what good luck! I didn't expect to meet you. Zero! I'll kill you!"

"Many people want my life, but I'm still alive. Do you know why?"

Packard didn't have time to answer his question. In the twinkling of an eye, he grabbed two meters in front of zero. The heterogeneous hook and sickle tore the wind and cut down to zero with a faint ripple!

Zero evasion, but his range of action is very small. After only one step of sideways movement, he let the hook and sickle pass through the tip of his nose and fall into the ground.

"Because they are not qualified enough, including you."

Zero's cold words stimulated Packard. He roared, pulled out the sickle and cut it flat again.

Short, shift, stand up. A series of actions appeared on zero like flowing clouds and water. When the hook and sickle were cut into the air and the tip of the sickle was still slightly trembling, zero action had stood there calmly, facing Packard with a perfect side face.

Packard's anger was instantly ignited by zero. His skillful evasion was a provocation and a satire, as if he was satirizing Packard's overestimation. So the alien sickle pulled out the shadow in Packard's hand, and he launched a stormy attack on zero. However, zero is like a canoe on the angry sea. He always wears the edge easily in the residual shadow of Packard's hook and sickle with a quiet action. He was like a ghost, with no entity. He allowed Packard's attack to be fierce and urgent, but it didn't play a role at all.

The alien hook and sickle cut forward with an invisible ripple. Obviously, as long as it moves forward one more point, it can cut zero's mess face in two. But it was a minute away, but zero stopped in front of Packard's knife intact.

Then, zero motion. He took a step forward and disappeared. When he reappeared, he had come to Packard's chest. He was shorter than Packard, so he had to raise his head slightly to see Packard. But in zero's cold, metal like eyes, Packard didn't feel zero looking up. He was more like looking down, or even looking down from a higher height!

That's a kind of high authority!

Packard could not understand that the energy level represented by zero was only eight orders like himself. But the pressure he gave himself went straight after the head of Tyr, as if in his eyes, his eighth order power was no different from a child's toy.

When he regained consciousness in a short trance, Packard clearly saw that zero moved back a little, and the alloy heavy sniper didn't know when he was hanging obliquely behind his back. The empty hands, after the right hand is closed, the left hand is straight out. There was only one fist, but it turned into a dense shadow in an instant!

Infinite barrage!

Like machine gun fire, the fist as dense as a barrage fell on Packard in an instant. Almost at the same time, Packard suffered hundreds of attacks and even more!

Under this high-frequency attack, his whole body trembled, but he couldn't move a finger. Zero's fist generated a strange force field between the bombardment and withdrawal, firmly adsorbed Packard's body and interfered with his movements, so that he could only watch himself beaten by zero without backhand. The muffled sound of boxing to meat kept going, and their feet even set off waves of anger because of the zero boxing style.

When the air waves kept blowing, they suddenly coagulated and disappeared completely. But Packard could not make any response, and the interference force field of the infinite barrage still acted on him. Even if he had impacted these vortex like energy undercurrent with his own energy, it would be impossible to clean it up without a second or two.

And a second or two is enough for zero. The right fist closed behind the waist blows straight out.

At the moment of fist bombardment, a thrilling sound roared. The fist was still flashing red, and the bright red band fell on Packard's chest. When the muscles in his chest gave birth to a diffuse wrinkle because of the fist front, Packard was a little stunned, as if it was not a fist that hit him, but a flat shot heavy gun.

Heavy artillery!

At first, the world was quiet. Although they were fighting on the battlefield, both green power armored mechanism guns were roaring, or the weapons carried on various chariots on the golden Tomahawk were roaring. But these voices were isolated, and zero and Packard couldn't hear anything.

Then a slight sound sounded at their feet. First, the shock wave brought up a thin smoke circle, which spread in a ring around them to other places. Only a little bit of the ground passed. At first, the dust and smoke like a stream has turned into a terrible smoke screen nearly tens of meters high like a tsunami!

The ground cracked, countless gravel floating in the air, of which the largest stone is nearly tons! When they rose to a certain height, they fell down. At the same time, the red light of zero fist continued to grow, and finally turned into an energy storm that wrapped them!

It was a death critical hit attached to the fist, and a bloody energy storm erupted in full swing. Viewed from a high altitude, a blood colored light ball bloomed on the battlefield, and then turned into a continuous explosion of fire clouds! The fire cloud spread rapidly, and then hit a burly figure at the edge. It was Packard. His right body, including the alien sickle, almost disappeared.

Flying beside him, there were only body fragments and misty blood fog!