Chapter 578 CCXII Quantum Tunneling Effect

Chapter 578 CCXII. Quantum Tunneling Effect

Including former Lieutenant General Zahak, he was outnumbered by five, all of whom were generals, not to mention the huge psychological pressure he faced, but Morrison didn't even frown.

There are countless ways to improve physical fitness in the Western Continent, but Morrison can clearly judge a person's overall strength through his training traces, roughly what type he is, in order to defeat the enemy in a split second of life and death.

Encircled.

Swords, spears, swords, and halberds came one after another, fast, accurate, and ruthless, each move was powerful and heavy, but moved like a rabbit and was as agile as lightning. If you are trapped in such a killing array, even if you have three heads and six arms, you will hardly be able to escape.

While dodging repeatedly, Zahak blocked a sword with his backhand, and the sound of wind whistling through the air was rare. Morrison pulled back and retreated, and fell into a killing move again. The long sword slashed diagonally with cold light and fire, and the halberd swept across like wind and thunder cracking rocks, but the half-faced man was surprisingly fast. He blocked the flying sword with Fenglin, took advantage of the momentum and quickly fell to the ground. The halberd flew over the hair without hurting it at all. With the force, the sharp knife popped out of the boot, and with a scorpion tail, kicked the neck of the general holding the halberd in a weird posture.

It happened in a flash.

The general holding the halberd reacted quickly at the critical moment and dodged quickly, but before one move was completed, another one came. Under inertia, the extremely gorgeous chain kick suppressed him without any counterattack.

Just as he reacted and barely blocked the sharp knife on the boot with his halberd, Morrison hooked his toes and went up, standing on his shoulder. The sleeves of both arms ejected sharp knives and beheaded him immediately.

The head fell to the ground and rolled for more than ten times, and blood rushed out.

There were still four left.

They were generals, and Bartram had already lost two. The other three looked at Zahak. This man had experience in dealing with Black Sail, and he had also warned them to pay attention to a disfigured face, but he was unexpectedly so fierce.

Zahak's forehead was also oozing with fine sweat. In the battle last year, he knew that he did not use his full strength, but he never thought it would be far more terrifying than he expected.

"Why are you standing there? My time is very valuable."

Morrison shook the blood off his hidden blade and talked trash to mess with their mentality. Damn it, they thought that such a big smoker would never stop smoking, and they thought that such a big sea view villa would hire servants, saying that it was a special team. It seems that the strength of the Alan military is still not strong enough.

Bang!

A gunshot.

Morrison quickly blocked it with the arm armor that was used to wind up Fenglin. This creation of the Alan court alchemy was so hard that it didn't even leave a mark, but only emitted a little green smoke.

Looking at the cunning general who fired the cold gun, Morrison was really annoyed. He didn't have any martial ethics at all.

In this case, he didn't need to pretend to be a gentleman.

He had found the correct use of the equipment that was abandoned at the beginning.

The right arm fired a series of crossbow arrows, and he attacked the general who shot coldly, but the rain of arrows was also removed one after another. Morrison just hooked the rope of his right arm lightly, and the mechanism was relocated.

I hope it won't be a fucking misfire this time.

Bang!

The five-barreled gun hit the head accurately, like a smashed watermelon, the red and white things completely exploded, and he fell to the ground with weakness without his head, and finally died in a pool of blood.

There are three left.

The disassembled maple forest fell to the ground and entered the suitcase. Morrison stepped on the suitcase with his shoes, hooked the whip, and pulled the halberd of the deceased general, holding it tightly in his hand and playing with it for a few times. Sure enough, when fighting one against many, this weapon is still the best on the battlefield.

Without holding back, Morrison rushed forward and rushed into the battle circle, fighting one against three. His halberd was used to roar like a tiger, and his moves were varied. Every attack was like a heavy blow, and every defense was like a rock.

The dazzling sword light, the sword shadow, the sharp blades intertwined, and the sparks were like waterfalls. After only thirty rounds, blood was flying, and the air was filled with a faint fishy and sweet smell, but not a drop of blood was Morrison's.

As if his breath was already unstable, he freed one hand to take out the whip and whip the tendons, tubes and veins, making them lose strength for a short time. With a big spinning horizontal slash, he actually cut the two generals in half at the same time, and the contents sprayed out.

Even though Morrison had been exhausted after this round of rapid consumption of physical strength, he really couldn't kill all these navy officers by himself. He had to hold on for a while, chop off Zahak, and bring back the two sisters who liked to find seats by the former Zeon officer, and then it would be considered complete.

"What on earth did the Sword King of Alan teach you? You don't go to class every day, and you go to Alan to find girls all day long, right? You deserve to die."

Morrison was talking trash to mess with Zahak's mentality.

"General, that's not right." Morrison glanced at the military rank on his shoulder, "Lieutenant, I'm sorry, this time I'm not just playing with you, the old rules... I'll finish you off within ten seconds."

The timer has started.

One failure almost meant that he would never be able to turn things around, and repeating the same mistake would be too much? His father died tragically in a foreign country, and his mother died of a heart disease not long after. Black Sword Mingyan was also an important member of the royal court, and he was in a high position in the Imperial Guard. If he didn't climb up step by step, he wouldn't be able to see him even if he wanted to. Under the huge psychological pressure, how could Zahak not be stimulated?

As the strong wind blew, Zahak had already understood some of the key points, capturing the trajectory of all things, and could cut off even waterfalls, cutting everything.

Zahak attacked suddenly.

Ka!

The halberd in Morrison's hand was cut off immediately, even though what Zahak was holding was not the gift given to him by the Sword King, but just an ordinary Aran standard saber.

Morrison was greatly shocked. The official products were all mixed with magic materials. In an instant, he was tired of dealing with them. Under Zahak's sharp blade that could even stop waterfalls, the whip blade and the short knife he carried with him The daggers were also vulnerable to blows, and they were all shattered during the blows. Why wasn't Zahak's attack swift and fierce?

But Morrison said ten seconds was ten seconds, and we couldn’t let this kid pretend.

With a kick of his toes, he kicked up the suitcase containing Maple Forest, but it was too slow. Morrison had to use the suitcase to block it, but even the creations of the Aram Palace were cut open by Zahak, which saved some. time.

Pulling out one of Fenglin's handles, the steel wire dragged out all the parts and instantly spliced ​​them together to form a very large sword.

"Is this the realm of Sword King Aram? It's a bit subtle, but you're still a little short of the mark."

Zahak was never the Sword King of Aram.

There is no mistake. One post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, one read!

Bang bang bang!

The double-barreled shotguns attacked like nunchakus, delaying some time.

The left arm armor pressed against Maple Forest as if the clockwork was spinning faster. The flames were as hot as a soldering iron, and the sword began to oscillate with high frequency.

Morrison slashed out with his sword, and Zahak tried to cut it off again, but Fenglin failed. The chopped parts flew out under the traction of the wire, and then they were all scattered. The nine scattered parts were extremely Suspended in mid-air for a short period of time.

Bang!

A fierce kick was placed on the sword hilt's fitting mechanism, and a Maple Forest flew out. How could Zahak block the high-frequency flying weapon, so he had to duck and move to avoid the risk.

Another continuous high kick, and all eight remaining Maple Forest swords were kicked to the hilt, some of which blocked Zahak's hiding position, leaving three swords.

Three crisp blasts in a row.

Zahak's shoulders, thighs, and forearms were all penetrated by three bloody holes, and blood was flowing gurglingly. Under the heavy bleeding, his whole body was weak, his head was dizzy, and he knelt on the ground.

There were still four seconds left, but Morrison was sure to kill Zahak this time. He took out a butterfly knife from his waist, flicked it, and was about to go up and slit his throat.

"Wait! You can't kill him!"

Gloria's voice came.

The former Zeon colonel had already rescued the prisoners and arrived with a large force. The hundreds of elite troops suffered heavy casualties and almost half of them were lost, but fortunately the overall situation was settled.

Zahak made Morrison lose face. Now, how can he just listen to Scissor Kicks and let it go?

Morrison ignored him and quickly stepped forward to take care of the matter quickly.

"He knows the whole story about Favna, and he is one of the few insiders in the entire Royal Court of Aram."

Gloria explained quickly.

Morrisons are dumbfounded.

Anyone with a tougher life than Zahak could survive being thrown into a meat grinder due to the quantum tunneling effect.