Chapter 911: Furious Woman

"Yan'er? What are you going to do?" Wang Ziyan stared blankly at her precious daughter who was wearing a mecha. The cute Q-version mecha wrapped around Mo Yan'er, looking extremely majestic.

Mo Yan'er didn't have time to speak, the machine gun opened fire, and a beam of light instantly penetrated the mutating monk, but because of several people blocking it, it failed to penetrate the vitals and passed through his shoulder. The fierce energy bullet took away one of his arms. After penetrating the man, the energy bullet continued to move forward and penetrated the wall of the command center and flew into the sky!

The magic cube felt the familiar fluctuations in an instant, and quickly saw what happened in the command center through the network. He turned around and planned to fly to the command center, but at this time, three zombies held him tightly and wouldn't let him go!

"Get out of here!"

Suddenly, the widened and reddened Tang Dao chopped a zombie and shocked it back repeatedly. Its face turned pale and red. Although it was hit hard, the three zombies laughed as if they had won and tried their best to intercept it. While stopping the Rubik's Cube, they said all kinds of dirty words to provoke the Rubik's Cube's anger. The Rubik's Cube was really angry. He didn't care about the energy consumption at all and used a big and fierce attack to exchange injuries for injuries, which made the three zombies complain bitterly. Who dared to go forward and exchange injuries with the Rubik's Cube? Only those who don't want to live would do that!

A scream rang out in the command center. The little witch took out a laser sword and rushed towards the monk with a humming sound. The monk was in the Wuhun period. After forcing out the silver needle, his combat power recovered. Unfortunately, he didn't pay attention for a while and was broken an arm by Mo Yan'er. Seeing Mo Yan'er attacking, he could only take out a sword and fight with Mo Yan'er.

"Zi Yan... retreat quickly..."

Princess Junru pulled Wang Zi Yan back. Wang Zi Yan almost rushed to Mo Yan'er and caused trouble. Princess Junru was very surprised that little Yan'er had such strong fighting power. She secretly sighed that she was worthy of being the child of that monster, but she felt more guilty. She didn't expect that a zombie subordinate would sneak into her team...

"But Yan'er..."

"Oh! I haven't seen Yan'er so powerful! Don't go up and make trouble. Let the guards outside come in quickly!"

After Princess Junru reminded Wang Zi Yan, she remembered that there were high-end mechanical soldiers guarding outside. The people who were rushing out blocked the door, and the ordinary mechanical soldiers operating the computer in the room were not strong enough and could not move forward. Occasionally, they could not hit the person with extremely fast movements. At present, Mo Yan'er had the upper hand, but Wang Zi Yan was still very worried.

Dang! Zizizizi...

After the Wuhun monk used his sword to block Mo Yan'er's laser sword, the two sides began to wrestle. Mo Yan'er was suspended in the air, and various power equipment behind her pressed down with all her strength. The power from the blue light on her feet and the small wings on her back caused great trouble to the Wuhun monk. Slowly, the laser sword began to tilt towards the monk!

Suddenly, the monk found that his spiritual power was being consumed quickly from the sword. The terrible zizizi sound of the light sword was madly devouring his spiritual power and destroying the sword. It wouldn't be long before the sword would be cut off...

"Ah~!"

The Wuhun monk roared and pushed Mo Yan'er away with all his strength. The machine gun on Mo Yan'er's shoulder and other weapons, who had just retreated not far, fired fiercely at the monk. The fierce explosion and flying lasers broke the display of the command center and the tables and chairs flew everywhere. The mechanical soldiers responsible for operating the computers around him also took out their pistols and fired at the monk. The fierce artillery fire suppressed the monk alive and he couldn't fight back.

Wang Ziyan saw the high-end mechanical soldier at the door walking into the room, and she was relieved.

No one noticed that the other subordinate standing next to Wang Ziyan and Princess Junru raised his head, smiled at Wang Ziyan, and walked towards Wang Ziyan...

Among the key mother and daughter in the command center, the daughter was a violent maniac, and only Wang Ziyan had no spiritual power and looked like an ordinary person. The second awakened monk stretched out his hand to crush the head of the mechanical soldier who found Wang Ziyan and shot at him, and then continued to grab Wang Ziyan...

The high-end mechanical soldier at the door was very anxious, but he couldn't get there immediately!

"Mom...!" Mo Yan'er was very anxious. She wanted to go back for help, but was dragged by the martial soul monk and couldn't come back...

Princess Junru next to her was as pale as death and had no way to stop it. What could an ordinary person do to stop a high-level monk?

At this moment, an accident happened...

Bang! The monk in front of Wang Ziyan suddenly flew backwards like a shrimp. Everyone stared at Wang Ziyan who was snorting in anger. Was it she who kicked the monk away? Princess Junru felt confused. It was okay that the daughter of Monster Cube was a little freak, but how could Wang Ziyan, who was usually very gentle, become a violent maniac?

Annoyed, Wang Ziyan bent down and pulled out the Tang sword from the back of the mechanical soldier who had lost his head and was still groping around on the ground, trying to go to the repair shop by himself. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of the monk and chopped randomly without any rules or sword moves. The monk who moved quickly only saw the afterimage. Before he could dodge, the whole person was split in half and his legs were separated. One knife after another, the last thing the monk saw before his death was a series of afterimages...

There is no other characteristic, just fast speed. Originally, Wang Ziyan was just an ordinary person and had no spiritual roots. After being attacked by the magic cube in the back mountain of Fangshan Sect, she had the same energy as the magic cube. In recent days, she has been improving her body and can now be regarded as a demigod body. She has no aging and no diseases, and all indexes have continued to rise. She doesn't need to do anything. She sleeps with the magic cube every day. The magic cube works harder, and her cultivation level rises rapidly. However, she herself doesn't know and doesn't pay attention to it, except that she finds that she is not only not old, but also getting younger and younger.

The magic cube and Mo Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was a more violent attack. Mo Yan'er and the high-end mechanical soldiers who came in first split the martial soul monk with a laser sword, and the martial soul monk's soul disappeared under the strangulation of the laser sword.

The three zombies panicked, and they were really panicked now. They couldn't control the hostages and threaten the magic cube, so how could they run? The three guys dared to guarantee that if they separated and fled, they would be defeated and killed one by one in a short time. Now they were in a dilemma. If they fought, they would lose sooner or later due to the huge consumption. If they didn't fight now and fled, they would die faster. In short, there was no good result.

The zombies complained and the Shenji Pavilion was not feeling well either. Countless mechanical soldiers and mechanical birds surged over like waves of sea water. The high-end mechanical soldiers mixed in them were even more lethal. The bronze mechanical men were destroyed and only the high-level mechanical men and high-level monks were still supporting them. One flying boat after another was submerged and covered by mechanical soldiers and quickly decomposed and disappeared. The dense Tang swords kept moving forward, which really fulfilled the saying that the sword energy was like frost.