Plane hunting

Chapter 210
Seeing the changes in Huang Shaohong's body when he practiced hard kung fu horizontally, Petrov's eyes lit up involuntarily:
"That's right, that's right, I'll tell you that you are a person with a secret, let the two of us have a good fight, and if you lose, hand over your secret!"

Although he practiced the martial arts of the Celestial Dynasty, he had little knowledge. He only heard the name but not seen the shape of all kinds of inconceivable hard kung fu exercises. Now that he saw the vision of Huang Shaohong urging the hard kung fu, Petrov just had a preconceived idea that it was It is a mysterious skill of the Druid sect, but they don't know that it is also the real Chinese Kung Fu.

As soon as Petrov's words fell, regardless of whether Huang Shaohong agreed or not, there was a "boom" in his footsteps, and the concrete floor cracked like a spider's web. A silver light arc swept across like a silver moon.

It has to be said that Petrov's sword was really fast. Huang Shaohong, who was so fast, felt a flash of silver light, and the sword's edge had already slashed in front of him.

With a loud bang of '铛', Petrov's big sword, which was rushing forward, swept across Huang Shaohong's painted halberd, making a huge sound of metal collision.

Huang Shaohong's whole body was knocked off the ground by a huge force, and he flew backward involuntarily.

He flew more than ten meters away from the gate of the building, and only then did he cast a crane-shaped body technique, turn over in mid-air and land on the ground.

Both hands trembled slightly due to the violent collision, and when he looked at the Panlong Painting Halberd in his hand, he had already been chopped off by the big sword in the opponent's hand with a crack the size of a soybean.

Petrov sent Huang Shaohong flying more than ten meters away with a single sword, and instead of chasing him immediately, he walked towards him, laughing proudly at the same time:

"See, I'm just a martial artist who transforms strength like you, but now I can burst out the strength of a strong alchemist. As long as you hand over your secret and swear to surrender to me in the future, I can let you Also have this power!"

Huang Shaohong shook his head and arms, moved his muscles and bones, and made the sound of popping beans. There was no frustration on his face, but a faint smile:
"It's really cool, this kind of attack is much better than massage, by the way, what kind of sword is that, you actually cut my weapon out of the gap?"

Petrov wanted to use strength to seduce the other party, but he didn't expect that the other party simply ignored it and asked about weapons.

"Uh..." Petrov looked at the big sword in his hand, but Huang Shaohong didn't expect Huang Shaohong to ignore the temptation to throw out his strength, and asked himself about the big sword instead.

His heart moved, maybe the other party likes such a magical weapon, he immediately smiled and said:
"My sword is made of an alloy made of extremely rare extraterrestrial meteorites. If you surrender to me, this sword will belong to you. I can also give you the same power, strength, and magic weapon as me. , at your fingertips, what are you waiting for!"

Huang Shaohong nodded, it seems that it is still the material problem of his Panlonghuahalberd.

Seeing him nodding, Petrov thought that the other party was moved, and laughed loudly: "Little baby, come and submit to your master!"

Huang Shaohong's eyes were fixed, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly: "What did you call me?"

Petrov was taken aback by his sudden serious expression: "Baby."

"Small your ancestor, treasure your uncle!"

Faced with a big Russian man calling himself Xiaobao, Huang Shaohong felt that his uncle could bear it but his aunt couldn't.

He felt that if he didn't beat the opponent out at this time, how could he let himself vent his anger?
Suddenly, he used the crane-shaped body technique at his feet, and flew towards Petrov like a white crane flying across the lake. With a shake of the coiled dragon and painted halberd in his hand, the halberd trembled and turned into phantom shadows, bringing countless strong winds, instantly blowing the The Russian old man is covered in it.

Instead of retreating, Petrov advanced, with the great sword in his hand, he slashed out three swords in a row with strength and skill. The three swords were all cut on the pole of the halberd, and the Panlong Huahua halberd was smashed out of the distance.

Huang Shaohong's tiger's mouth shook violently, the long halberd was still hanging from his hand, but he didn't panic when he saw the painted halberd was broken, before the opponent's long sword was retracted, he directly raised his toes to the ground, and directly cast "Foshan Wuying Kick" 'The nirvana comes.

At this time, he is a master of transformation, and he has cultivated to the point where he is about to achieve great success, and his strength is far superior to that of before. When he uses his "Foshan Shadowless Foot" and other lore skills, his power is even more powerful. It is incredible.

Petrov, who was nearly two meters tall and was wearing heavy armor, might weigh no less than four hundred catties. Huang Shaohong kicked him down with a series of heavy kicks, knocking him off the ground, and flying upside down into the place where he had just stepped out. in the door of the building.

Then it hit the ground with a 'boom', jingling and rolling on the ground for a long distance, and the heavy armor collided with the ground to create a series of sparks.

"Hehe. Hehe" a low, disdainful laugh sounded: "Very good, the strength is indeed very strong. If I hadn't been injected with T-51, maybe I would have been defeated by you."

Petrov slowly raised one arm from the ground, and there was a 'squeak' sound from the joints of the armor: "But it seems that you have nothing to do with my armor made of the same meteorite alloy."

He laughed wildly, and slowly sat up from the ground. With this guy's strength, it took only a moment to get up, but he acted like an ordinary person, as if he was creating a depressive atmosphere, adding to Huang Shaohong's strength. pressure.

Huang Shaohong's eyes were sharp, with a bit of bloodlust, he put the Panlong painting halberd into his bag, and then directly took out another "Maxim Heavy Machine Gun" from the bag, held it with both hands and pulled the trigger.

'Ding Ding Dang Dang' In the dark night, Maxim's machine gun spewed out a half-meter-long tongue of flame, and the bullets whizzed and hit Petrov, blocked by his armor, and countless sparks burst out.

However, Petrov was also having a hard time, covering his head and face with his hands, he was in a state of embarrassment being torn by bullets, and his body was also under the huge momentum, sliding backwards against the ground, without any chance to stand up with strength.

Huang Shaohong really regretted that when he was at the Tangmen base, he didn't pack a few RPGs into his bag for fear of causing unnecessary trouble. Otherwise, a rocket would go over and directly blow up the turtle shell of Petrov. Broken, let's see if he dies or not.

But although Maxim didn't do much harm to Petrov, Huang Shaohong didn't intend to stop the fire. He has too many bullets to finish, so what if he abuses you.

Holding the 'Maxim Heavy Machine Gun' in both hands, he walked towards Petrov step by step. Bullets rained down on Huang Shaohong and Petrov, forming a slowly approaching line of fire.

"It's useless, you can't kill me, your secret belongs to me after all." Petrov's cries became more and more frantic, and came amidst the hail of bullets.

"Oh, I'll go! Provocateur!"

Huang Shaohong couldn't help laughing angrily when he saw that the opponent was still boasting under his firepower suppression:

"I don't believe I can't kill you!"

He and Petrov are both masters of energy transformation. When they make a sound, their abdomen vibrates, their chest resonates, and their voice is like thunder. Even if the 'Maximum Heavy Machine Gun' keeps firing, they can't stop them from hearing each other's voice clearly.

When Huang Shaohong finished speaking the last word, he took out a [-]-liter barrel of gasoline from his carry-on bag with his left hand and threw it straight at Petrov. Explode the gasoline barrel directly in mid-air.

'boom'!
When the gasoline barrel flew in front of Petrov, it was hit by a bullet and exploded into a fireball in mid-air. The flaming gasoline descended on its head and instantly engulfed Petrov.

When Petrov was engulfed by the burning gasoline and turned into a human-shaped fireball, Huang Shaohong had already used the crane-shaped body technique to avoid the explosion range of the gasoline barrel, but the gas surge from the gasoline deflagration was approaching, making him feel the slightest Silk hot.

The raging flames on Petrov's body triggered the fire protection system in the building, and the fire sprinklers began to spray a large amount of water, which fell on Petrov's body, not only did not extinguish the flames, but instead expanded the burning area, it seemed that the flames were burning more vigorous.

(End of this chapter)