Seeing what Mo Qiong did, everyone thought it was crazy.
Luo Yan also reacted and shouted, "Cover him!"
"Wei Lan, don't let him die! Everyone else, block the bugs! "
Wei Lan immediately rushed over to help Master Gou stop Mo Qiong's bleeding and solidified the leaking gas. At the same time, she used the solidified air wall to hold Mo Qiong's organs that were about to spill out.
Dong, dong!
However, the sugar bricks that Mo Qiong stuffed in earlier were used up, so he decisively added two more sugar bricks.
With this collision, blood spurted out again. Wei Lan shuddered and stopped the bleeding again.
"Next, you feed me sugar," Mo Qiong said.
Wei Lan took a deep breath and nodded heavily.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
At the same time, the dense forest of swords was like a waterfall that soared into the sky, going against the flow and shooting straight into the clouds.
One hundred thousand swords all flew up.
"He actually used this method …" Luo Yan looked up and said.
Formalin said, "It's possible. Using the air wall to control one hundred thousand poisonous swords and feed them to the Zergs one by one. Of course, one hundred thousand bugs can be poisoned to death.
"There are two main difficulties here. The sugar can continuously control one hundred thousand swords and the shooting technique to accurately feed one hundred thousand bugs.
"This child used 'eating during surgery' in exchange for a huge amount of sugar, allowing him to continuously release such a huge air wall."
If he could eat sugar continuously, he could naturally use the air wall continuously.
Formalin was able to continuously use the air wall precisely because it was extremely efficient at eating.
He opened his mouth and swallowed more than ten kilograms of sugar.
His mouth, esophagus, and stomach had all been modified.
However, Mo Qiong did not. Most people, including them, consumed more of the air wall than they ate sugar.
However, in theory, there was a method that could be used without modification, and that was eating during surgery.
After all, as long as the sugar entered the stomach, it would be consumed by the sweet force field.
It was just that because they could not taste the sweetness, they could not strengthen the force field. However, if it was only used to support the consumption of the air force field, then it could be forced in.
However, no one would think of doing that.
During a fierce battle, who would think of cutting open their own stomach? Even if they did not die for a while, it would greatly reduce their combat strength.
Usually, they would not do that because it would not have any training effect. Strengthening the air force field relied on sweetness. If they could not taste the sweetness, it would be unnecessary.
However, desperate times call for desperate measures. Now, a large group of people could protect Mo Qiong.
Pushing the steel sword wasn't a defense, and it didn't need the air wall to be very hard. It was fine as long as it could fly.
If he ate sweets without restraint, he could indeed reach the requirement of controlling 100,000 swords in terms of 'quantity'.
But how was he going to shoot a hundred thousand insects?
With Mo Qiong's current state, could he guarantee his accuracy? What about the firing rate?
"Shoot slowly. You should be able to do that, right?" Luo Yan asked.
Formalin estimated and said, "Give me a day, I can do it."
"…" Luo Yan smiled bitterly. One day? They wouldn't be able to last more than a day. After a day, who knew how many insects there would be.
Everyone slashed away the swarm of insects surrounding them, protecting Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong also flew up, pushed by the wall of air, and flew up along with the torrent of swords.
"Hurry up and catch up!" Master Gou shouted, "Luo Yan, don't even think about it. Trust him and send him up!"
Luo Yan pouted and said, "Mo Qiong, how high do you want to fly?"
"Directly above. The higher, the better." Mo Qiong said using his spiritual power.
Luo Yan controlled the metal bastet and sent Mo Qiong up, so that he could save as much energy as possible.
Wei Lan also followed closely, while protecting Mo Qiong's exposed internal organs and continuously feeding him sweets.
At the same time, a ton of sugar was sent up into the sky.
Sugar was a necessity for the members. Every safe house stored a few tons of it. This time, a ton was brought out for everyone to eat slowly. But from the looks of it, was Mo Qiong going to eat it all by himself?
Mo Qiong carried 100,000 swords and flew up into the sky. He opened his eagle eyes and looked down on the ground.
Tens of thousands of densely packed insects appeared in his eyes, and he could see everything at a glance.
This kind of open field of vision was Mo Qiong's favorite shooting angle.
His body was connected to the wall of air, forming a grid. Every grid had a sword.
100,000 swords were suspended above the swarm of insects. To Mo Qiong, the shooting method was very simple.
He could directly lock onto the swarm of insects in his field of vision. He just needed to draw up a kill list and shoot according to the order. He just needed to remove the air binding on a sword, and the sword would shoot out in a free fall.
"Swoosh!"
The first sword fell from the sky and stabbed straight at an insect.
Then came the second, third, fourth …
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh …"
The forest of swords suspended in the sky shot out flying swords like a machine gun. They fell rapidly, either in a straight line or in a slight arc, leaving behind beautiful lines in the sky.
The tip of the sword reflected the sunlight and drew out a turbulent trajectory, accurately landing on the mouth of the insect.
The sound of the swords slicing through the air was endless, echoing in the sky.
One sword after another, falling like rain and bursting like fireworks, scattering in all directions to pursue their respective targets.
The rain of swords became faster and faster, more and more majestic. That was Mo Qiong constantly adapting to the rhythm and increasing the speed.
The thinking speed of the members was much faster than ordinary people. At the beginning, they could only shoot one sword every 0.1 seconds. Towards the end, they could shoot three or even five swords.
In other words, there were at least 10 swords falling every second.
It was estimated that they could finish shooting all the swords within an hour.
Looking at the rain of swords, some of the members were stunned. Not to mention Yi Chui, who directly knelt down.
"I don't need to cut open my stomach to do the same amount of swords. But to shoot each sword to a different insect quickly and accurately … "Formalin shook his head as he spoke.
It was fine to shoot slowly, but he couldn't do it at all. What kind of terrifying shooting technique was this?
The requirement for mental strength was simply appalling.
But this appalling shooting technique was vividly displayed in front of their eyes at this moment.
Thousands of swords flew in the sky, and each sword stabbed a insect.
The insect also ate the sword that was sent to its mouth without hesitation. An incurable poison was planted!
Little A's poison would definitely kill you within two hours.
The insect that was hit by the sword could directly announce that you were already dead.
"He actually did it …"
Luo Yan looked at the rain of swords in shock.
"He almost didn't have any room to think. All the swords were shot out directly, but they accurately hit the target, either in a straight line or in an arc. This is too accurate …"
"He's simply integrated all the shooting techniques into his instinct! What kind of incredible shooting technique is this? "
As Luo Yan spoke, he looked at Master Gou and said, "Bastard, you're his partner. As far as you know, Mo Qiong has this kind of shooting technique?"
Master Gou looked at Mo Qiong, thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and nodded. "Yes!"
"Yes?" Luo Yan asked.
Master Gou smiled and said, "Isn't it obvious? Why don't you ask him to come down, and you go up? You can take care of these insects for me? "
"I can't do it." Luo Yan's mouth twitched. If he had a way, would he still let Mo Qiong try? He just didn't expect Mo Qiong to really have such incredible skills.
"Then there it is …" Master Gou giggled.
"…" Luo Yan tilted his head and looked at Master Gou.
Master Gou looked at Luo Yan and smiled. "Why are you looking at me? Don't worry about it. "
"I'm the person in charge …" Luo Yan grinned.
"It's temporary. Anyway, trust him. Let's deal with the apocalypse first," Master Gou said nonchalantly.
Luo Yan wanted to say something else, but Master Gou waved his hand and interrupted him.
"Stop talking nonsense! Why don't you fight with me here, and then our entire team will die here together! "Master Gou shouted as he swept away a wave of insects.
"…" Luo Yan looked at Master Gou with disdain.
In the end, Luo Yan smiled as he watched Mo Qiong sweep away the insects.
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly exclaimed to everyone, "Amazing! Too f * cking amazing! As expected of the King of Gunfights! "
"Everyone, hold on! Let Mo Qiong attack! "
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