Master of time and space

"These two stages of aggregation seem to be good, they should belong to the energy fusion reaction class of combat methods, which are more powerful than the energy superposition of the robot team." Yang Wentian still didn't mean to make a move, he just noticed that on the battle overview in the light curtain of the lower suit mask, five small red dots turned into a large red dot, and the combat effectiveness value displayed on it was close to 20, and Yang Wentian had to face it squarely.

Don't underestimate the value of combat strength 20, Yang Wentian's peony suit is based on the standards of cosmic civilization to calculate combat effectiveness. Let's just say that ordinary earth children combat power 3, adult combat power 5, fully armed ordinary soldier combat power 6, the best fighters in the special service team only combat effectiveness 7, each increase in the value of 1 actual combat ability almost doubled. (Combat effectiveness 20 can be understood as combat effectiveness level 20.)

In the end, the four-winged angel's aggregate energy body showed a combat power value of 18, which was equivalent to or even exceeded the total combat effectiveness of the entire American task force in the last South China Sea campaign.

"This class of junior brat who lacks discipline is really fooling around!" Yang Wentian hadn't complained in his heart, but the uncle had already scolded in a rare voice, "The ability is not even up to the tenth of the ancestors, and he is so willful and arrogant, if the black old man had the knowledge under the spring, he would kick open the coffin board and get up and beat them fiercely!"

"Although it's only a two-stage aggregate, it's enough to defeat you grasshoppers!" Major General Clark controlled the four-winged angel energy body, his eyes swept the entire battlefield sharply, and his face was full of confidence.

In fact, he regretted in his heart that he did not form a formation and convergence at the first time after he came out of the sea just now, but he cannot be blamed for his misguided tactics, because one aggregation can last for 5 minutes, the second aggregation can last for three minutes, and the third aggregation can last for one minute. Although the aggregate is powerful, the energy of each 'angel wing' will be almost exhausted after disintegration, and it will not make this move as a last resort.

This four-winged angel energy body is ten meters tall, holding a huge lightsaber of almost twenty meters in his hand, his appearance is blurry and he can't see clearly, giving people some funny visual sense, but everyone on the battlefield does not dare to despise its existence.

"Nasty grasshopper, get out of here!" Three minutes must be a quick victory, Clark controls the four-winged angel energy body, and the huge lightsaber in his hand is like a racket towards Zhang Wu, who is still showing his might.

Zhang Wu hurriedly gripped the Zhangba Snake Spear with both hands, and with all his strength, he activated a six-meter-long energy like a black giant python to compete with the giant sword of the angel body.

"Ah! I will come back ~~~ "Who is strong and who is weak is self-evident, and the black strong man who has not yet mastered the armed forces of the six races was flown out by the four-winged angel like a fly, and disappeared into the sky in a parabola.

"Academician Yang Wentian!" The four-winged angel energy body reached the head of the little boy in front of the farm in the blink of an eye, and Major General Clark's haughty voice resounded throughout the battlefield, "As long as you are willing to obediently follow me on a trip to North America and be a guest in my research room for a while, I will let everyone present go."

"How else?" The little boy looked up to the sky, and an innocent smile appeared on his mask, which I have to say was very confusing.

"Otherwise, everyone present will die!" At this moment, Major General Clark felt that he had enough capital to say such a sentence, even if it was against the training class team wearing the dragon teng suit, he asked himself that he could win.

"Academician Yang, you must not go with him, we Five Tigers must protect you even at the cost of sacrifice!" Faced with the rapid decline in the battle, Guan Hao and several people quickly retreated to the little boy and surrounded him again to protect him.

"Don't worry, this angelic energy body can't help me." Yang Wentian was not nervous at all, and reached out to scratch the back of his head, flicked his shoulders and was about to fly to fight.

"Kunlun Sect Zhongxuanzi is here! He Fangxiao dared to come to my Huaxia Kingdom to spread wilderness! Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded in the sky, as if it reached the bottom of everyone's hearts. Immediately afterwards, a dark golden light flew across the void from the distant sky, and fell towards the four-winged angel energy body in a flash.

"One sword turns into ten thousand swords!" That bit of dark golden light instantly burst out ten thousand sword lights, like a violent wind and rain, like ten thousand arrows firing in unison.

Major General Clark didn't know what was happening, the four-winged angel under his control only had time to raise his lightsaber, and the flying swords that densely covered the sky had already drowned him. Under the continuous attack of the light of the Ten Thousand Dao Flying Sword, the four-winged angel energy body that originally coerced the battlefield disappeared in a few breaths, and the five 'angel wings' that gathered together were scattered and all fell on the coastal embankment stone in front of the farm.

Next, the special service soldiers and genius scientists present all saw a scene that should only appear in the legend of the Huaxia Kingdom, and four people dressed as Taoist priests flew into the air and landed in front of the farmhouse on the coast.

"Tai Shang Tianzun!" Four Taoist priests came down from the flying sword, led by a male Taoist priest wearing a yellow Bagua Daoist robe and a crane-haired childlike appearance, first summoned back the little dark golden light just now with his left hand, and then waved the dust with his right hand, proclaimed Tianzun in a loud voice, and performed an ancient Taoist ritual to the little boy. "Shangxian! In the lower earth, Zhong Xuanzi, the 106th generation of the Kunlun Sect's left-behind disciple, is courteous. "

Good to say, this Mr. Zhongxuanzi does not need to be polite." Yang Wentian's head melon is now 300 rpm, and from the appearance of the clothes on the person, he has already guessed that the identity of the other party should be a member of the sect of the Huaxia Kingdom, and he also returned the salute with his palm on his chest.

"These are my two unfinished masters and nephews, the male is Dao number Ding Yi, and the female is Dao number neon clothes." The old Taoist priest Zhongxuanzi immediately introduced the young boy to the people who came with him, and pointed to another older Taoist priest, "This is my new apprentice, named Wu Jianqiu, who is now the deacon of the Huaxia National Taoist Association. Hurry up and salute the immortals.

"Tai Shang Tianzun! The little woman gave peace to Shangxian. The little girl, who was dressed in a dusty fairy temperament, very obediently stepped forward to perform an ancient lady bending over the little boy, and looked at Yang Wentian from head to toe with big clever eyes.

"Ding Yi also gave Shangxian peace." A man in his twenties with a 'T' tattoo on his forehead pulled some of the Taoist robes he was not used to, and arched his hand a little unwillingly.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! In Xia Wu Jianqiu, the great name of Academician Yang for a long time, I only got to see it in person today, what a young hero! "This Wu Jianqiu was originally a Daoist priest on Wudang Mountain, and at this time, he also learned the appearance of those ancient martial artists on TV, and saluted the little boy, but the Tianzun number he verbally proclaimed was secular.

"I'll talk about it later, let me solve all the enemies on the battlefield first." Being stared at by the beautiful young lady, Yang Wentian blushed a little, turned his head sideways and pointed to the robot team that was still fighting against the training class team not far away.