Chapter five hundred and ninety-two, the commander Lin Ping, with one enemy ten thousand
Updated: 2013-05-03
The blood of insects stuck to the body fell down, and the cold wind in winter slipped by, bringing a slight coldness and a slight coolness.
Lin Ping smiled, smiling comfortably.
At some point, the opponent suddenly became "strong", and then his division was completely disbanded and defeated by each one.
Failed?!
Maybe!
As the commander of the 18th Division, Lin Ping has passed by countless cruel killing formations.
He debuted at the age of 16 and followed Hong Miao's father across the starry sky. In the cruel battle among pirates, the red blood-colored flag was always high.
Then, the genius Hong Miao's comet rose.
The glory of the past has made Lin Ping's face reappear with a confident and generous smile.
"Hahaha, you won't just shrank like this, right? Haha..."
Single, Lin Ping laughed at the countless five-crystal blood ants outside the 100-meter circle and provoked them.
And within a 100-meter circle, there are no less than a hundred five-crystal blood ants.
Just looking at the degree of fragmentation of these corpses, we can see why the blood ants did not step beyond the line.
"Hehe, if you don't go, then I'll go."
While talking, Lin Ping raised his eyes to look into the distance.
There are less than a thousand people standing on this vast battlefield.
Four elite divisions and a total of 40,000 veterans fought bloody battles, but now there are no more than one ten.
However, these thousand people did not retreat.
You can't retreat either.
Although Lin Ping admitted that the strategy was not as "despicable" as the commander of this Zerg.
Before I knew it, almost all four reorganized divisions were destroyed, and I did not understand what was going on.
Lin Ping naturally would not deceive himself in the gap in IQ.
"You're smarter than me? So what?"
"You defeated my division, so what?"
"As long as I block your insect army and let the main force completely eliminate the main force in Yuncheng, the final victory will still be ours."
Lin Ping’s idea is so simple.
The simple idea is extremely correct and he is directly at the core.
As for ‘blocking’?
The answer to this question is still very obvious.
Thousands of people have thousands of small airspace.
The radius of these airspaces ranges from more than ten meters to dozens of meters, or a range of hundreds of meters, just like Lin Ping's side, which shows the terror of these remaining blood troops.
In the airspace, insect corpses are everywhere.
"Hehe, I'm on!"
After saying that, Lin Ping took a circle of afterimages and rushed into the trapped group of insects like lightning.
One knife, just one knife.
Under the blood-colored knife marks of ten meters, hundreds of insect heads were flying up.
"Hahaha, come on, little cuties, are you scared?"
A rampant laughter came from Lin Ping's mouth, "Blood killing the palm."
A basic force exploded, and Lin Ping printed a single palm on a headless insect corpse.
boom--
After the thunder exploded, the headless flew out in a straight line with a terrifying rush.
A blank belt that was more than 200 meters long and two meters wide was knocked out by insect corpses.
Above the blank belt, countless blood-swallowing ants were smashed and dismembered, their heads were broken, and their carapace was twisted.
Countless wails came from their mouths, apart from the few blood-swalking ants with great potential and strong bodies, they could successfully stand up again, but most of the others could only lie on the ground in pain and struggle powerlessly.
Just as Lin Ping let out such a terrifying palm, three agile figures also jumped out of the fish from three directions at the same time.
The foundation is surging, but the small insect body is shining with seven crystals.
The three insects' joint efforts are almost perfect.
Time lasts for three periods.
Cunning angles, block all retreat spaces.
At the same time, nearly a thousand blood stings flew at the same time.
The final kill is perfectly completed at this moment.
"Hahaha, it's a good place."
Looking at the blood thorns everywhere like hail and the combined attack of three seven-crystal blood ants, Lin Ping laughed out loud.
Pa, pa, pa.
On the chest, the seven bright crystal edges were condensed again, and three more?!
The new three crystals appear.
The brilliance of the ten crystals exploded, and the majestic basic force began to splash and burst out like boiling water entering oil.
"Bloody shield."
The twisted blood-type armed forces, like a huge round bowl, instantly called out, covering Lin Ping with a smile on his face.
Crack, Crack, Crack...
The violent impact of the blood thorn caused a burst of ripples on this huge "blood bowl", but in the end, it broke completely and broke without any surprise.
Not only that, as soon as these shattered blood thorns fell to the ground, they were grabbed by hundreds of tentacles stretching out from the lower edge of the blood bowl and dragged into the bowl.
As this grasping process continued, the blood bowl continued to swell, and the base force on it continued to rise.
"not good!"
At some point, three seven-crystal blood ants keenly discovered that with their basic strength, it would be a drop in the bucket to break the defense power above this blood bowl.
Thirty-six small blood shields appeared.
The three seven-crystal blood crystals can actually use bloodline weapons, and the usage is so clever.
Thirty-six blood shields appeared on their attack route.
After several stomps on the blood shield, the direction of the impact was completely reversed, and the insect body began to move away from the terrifying giant bowl.
but……
"I want to run, dream."
The three seven-crystal blood ants had just accelerated, and the blood bowl turned around. In the bowl, Lin Ping's muscles in his body expanded and his body size was more than doubled.
Behind him were four giant arms evolved with blood, four five-meter blood-colored swords held by the giant arms.
"die!"
After the words came to an end, the sword came out.
Click, click.
After a moment, the bodies of the three seven-crystal blood ants that flew back began to break and slide.
Receive your knife, gain a foothold, and look down on the insects!
"Pooh!"
Looking at the group of insects surrounded by fear, Lin Ping spit out a mouthful of saliva and smiled with contempt.
"Soft-foot shrimp. Hahaha..."
He laughed to the sky and shook the blood knife in his hand. Lin Ping's depression also disappeared without a trace.
"Soft-foot shrimp? Interesting!"
The ethereal male voice directly made Lin Ping sweat, "Damn it!"
Chapter completed!