Five hundred and twentieth seventh chapter one-on-three(2/2)
"Black eyebrows!" Shumo'er cried. She never expected that a suggestion would lead to such a scene in front of her.
Ye Chong's legs slightly retracted, and when he touched the ground, he rushed to the side like lightning. Another beam of light flew past him.
One after another, the shape of "z" was born and destroyed under Ye Chong's feet, and it was like a ghost between advancing and retreating. In addition, his body was constantly vibrating at high frequency, and his figure became increasingly unpredictable.
Peng Acha's usual naughty fur has long disappeared at this time. Now he is very calm. He understands that his most important task now is not to eliminate his opponents. Instead, protecting the injured Neville and Shumoer who are in chaos before Zong Wen and the others arrive.
However, just as the rhythm of his attack changed subtly, Ye Chong felt it.
He has a sharper sensitivity far beyond ordinary people when it comes to fighting.
The enemy retreated and I advanced, and his target this time was Shumoer. The beautiful girl's pale face at this time made her look even more pitiful.
Unfortunately, she met Ye Chong, a fighting beast who didn't know what pity was.
The steps under his feet changed frequently, and Ye Chong's figure was so fast that it was dazzling. From the beginning of the battle to the present, Ye Chong not only kept his body vibrating at high frequency, but also kept moving at high speed, and he did not pause at all.
He has been to every corner of the empty yard, and you will never know which direction he will flash in next. What you can capture will always be his flashing back.
Terrible physical strength! Terrible speed! The most terrible thing is that he is still calm as ice and snow at such a complex high-speed situation!
No gap or opportunity could escape his eyes, as if he was born for fighting.
Ye Chong rushed towards Shumoer at high speed. He is now using a high-speed direction change. This move was the earliest advanced light armor technique he learned. Its original version was disordered wave jumping. In combat, Ye Chong's powerful explosive power and non-human physical ability made this seemingly insignificant move full of murderous intent.
Shumo'er opened her eyes wide in confusion. She still couldn't believe in the unknown reality of Neville's life and death. All of these results were formed by her, and her heart was filled with guilt.
"Mo'er!" Peng'acha was shocked. The light gun in his hand fired a beam of light frantically, hoping to block this terrifying and cold man for even a moment.
Puff, Ye Chong's left shoulder was penetrated by a beam of light. Shooting like the opponent was a little like firepower, and the possibility of hitting Ye Chong was higher. However, this kind of shooting would cause the shooter to lose control of the rhythm and lack protection for himself. Unless in some specific situations, the shooters would not choose such a shooting method.
The severe pain on his shoulder did not reduce Ye Zhong's speed at all. His eyes flashed, but his figure suddenly turned.
Thirteen times, the toes were connected, and a perfect arc shape. His sudden change of direction made all the firepower of Ben Acha fall out. Puff puff puff puff puff puff, and a series of holes formed on the ground.
Ye Chong's body was as lightning as he approached Peng Acha's left side, only half a meter away from his body. Because of unreserved firepower, Peng Acha had lost microcontrolling of the shooting rhythm, and this place became an actual shooting blind spot.
Chapter completed!