Avoiding the continuous beam of light directed at him, Murong Fan controlled "Wu Mei Niang" to rush towards Griffin, blasting an air wave from his palm, protecting himself from being hit by an attack, and only waited close to his opponent before launching a fierce attack.
Griffin’s shooting skills are unparalleled in the world. The beam not only shoots at Murong Fan from the front, but can even change directions through collisions in the air, covering Murong Fan’s whole body from all directions. He can attack at a higher angle than Chen. Feng has increased countless times, which is simply breathtaking.
Chen Feng stared at the battle in the distant sky, madly absorbing Griffin shooting experience and skills. If you want to become a top pilot like them, you must have the corresponding skills and strength, otherwise the synchronization rate will increase. Going up, the strength that can be displayed in actual combat is also not worthy of the name.
Murong Fan has been fighting Griffin for so many years, and he knows the opponent's methods very well. He always keeps his palms half lifted and the beams that cannot be avoided are scattered. At the same time, his forward speed is not affected much. distance.
"Strange, why can'War God' be able to get close to the'Gun God' so easily? I remember that it was difficult for the'Gun God' to shorten the distance when shooting from a long distance?" Chen Feng felt that something was wrong as he looked at it. Liffin deliberately let Murong Fan approach, he shouldn't have performed so badly based on his shooting skills.
Griffin didn’t actually shoot too seriously. During the battle with the Ancient Godland and the Judean Federation, he always floated in the distance to provide shooting support. The more times he got tired, he wanted to go shirtless. Play a game quickly.
No, today is a good opportunity. Murong Fan took the initiative to rush forward. He is also willing to let the opponent get closer, switch the beam rifle in his hand to the melee state, and fly directly to Murong Fan: "Good come! Long time no I've played a serious fight, let me see how your skills have improved today!"
"Don't be beaten by me to cry, that's interesting." Murong Fan didn't let the wind fall in the slightest. Pilots of their level would only fight when fighting a few opponents. A few words.
Griffin screamed, dancing a beam rifle with an eight-meter-long flame in his hand, and chopped it off Murong Fan's head from top to bottom. The hot flame seemed to ignite even the air, and he hadn't been shot by Murong Fan. Can feel the body temperature keep rising.
Is this going to be cut? Seeing Murong Fan leaning up with his hands and putting his palms on the beam rifle lightly, without seeing what force he was using, he controlled the beam rifle in his hands and swiped to the right, easily defying the attack.
Murong Fan’s response seemed simple, but it contained very complicated methods. He first used soft energy to dissolve the power in Griffin’s hand, then used his energy to pin the beam rifle to make it difficult to escape, and finally pulled it aside. Completely end Griffin's onslaught.
But this was not over yet. As soon as Murong Fan cracked the opponent's attack, his left hand continued to rise again, ejecting new energy from his palm, and launched the first round of attacks against Griffin.
Griffin was guarded against Murong Fan’s counterattack when the attack was resolved. As soon as Murong Fan made a move, he responded in time, and his body avoided the Qi Jin attack range, and the beam rifle in his other hand moved down. Wei, like Murong Fan, even when defending or avoiding, he still won't give up any chance of attack.
Due to the continuous energy output, the special plane "Wu Mei Niang" was not in the best condition. Murong Fan suddenly rose up without direct contact with Griffin, and continued to use his martial arts superiority to attack his opponent.
The two attacked each other four or five times in an instant. Although none of the attacks worked, as long as any attack could successfully hit the other side, it could cause fatal damage, which is evident in the fierceness of the battle of the God of War pilots.
"This speed is too fast, if we change it to our estimation that we will be hit in the first confrontation?" Zheng Zhirong's mouth-open boss, his eyes can no longer keep up with the movements of the two war pilots.
"Don't say that you can't keep up with their speed. Just if their attack hits you casually, your modified machine will be torn apart." Hongshui Bin studied with Murong Fan for a period of time, knowing the power of the God of War pilot most. Everywhere, with their current strength, it is not enough for others to move around together.
Murong Fan and Griffin fought fiercely, and their attacks were all aimed at each other. There was no waste at all, and even if there were other mechas around, they would not be affected in any way.
But the Ares pilots are still too scary after all. No mech dared to approach them, and no mechs even set foot within a radius of two kilometers. The two did not want their duel to affect the formation of troops on the battlefield. , And flew out together very tacitly, away from the space that the battlefield gave other pilots.
After you sing, I will appear on the stage. As soon as Murong Fan and Griffin left forefoot, Xu and Langba immediately boarded the battlefield. The defense line that Murong Fan had just repaired was not yet stable. They needed to assist the Southeast Military Region Mecha to pull back. Disadvantage.
Now that the Jihuang pilots of the Southeast Military Region are in battle, the Saint Gama Empire will of course not be indifferent. The special planes "Duke of Hell" and "Crooky" also appeared on the other side, and the four special planes looked at each other. , Next is the time for their performance.
But Chen Feng didn’t have time to watch and learn anymore. The plasma gravity compression gun began to turn the barrel again, and it seemed that the next round of attacks was about to be launched. After this attack, it was the best time to launch a surprise attack. Chen Feng and the others have to keep an eye on opportunities at all times.
The plasma gravity compression gun kept changing the aiming direction of the gun barrel. After the first attack, Commander Pan adjusted the position of the mecha units to make them more dispersed. For a while, the Saint Gama Empire could not find anyone. A more appropriate angle of attack, hesitate to launch a second round of attacks immediately.
The Plasma Gravity Compression Gun has been slow to attack, which makes Chen Feng and the others feel anxious. If the opponent is still hanging on, they will have to wait forever. The risk factor will continue to rise and the action will be more difficult to succeed.
"Please! Hurry up!" Hong Hung Bin prayed in a low voice, hoping that the plasma gravity compression gun could launch an attack earlier.
