Chapter 3476: Enemy of Iron Fist (Forty-three) Mad (1/2)

In the fist god's roar, everyone's expressions seemed to freeze like steam bullets and time.

They could clearly see the wave-like ring ripples, spreading from the roar, and hitting the steam projectile in circles.

The bombardment of every sound wave caused the steam projectile to deviate slightly.

When the last sound wave blasted out, the steam projectile had completely lost its precise trajectory and turned into a drunk headless fly.

Time began to flow again.

The steam projectile passed by the High Priest Luo Tian, ​​and flew up in the air crookedly, drawing a weak arc, crossing the Temple of Fist, and did not know where it fell.

”what……”

Many fanatics of machinery and steam sighs one after another sighs of disappointment and even despair.

”what!”

The Iron Fist Army and Fist God believers were ecstatic, fighting wildly.

The High Priest Luo Tian was still expressionless, floating in the air, staring coldly at Luo Xinglong above the giant steam cannon.

Cold eyes, as if looking at a corpse, didn't care about his final struggle.

”This this……”

Luo Xinglong was frustrated, ashamed, and angry.

He looked like a wounded bull with burning bloodshot eyes in his eyes. Pulling the joystick, he fiercely pressurized the pressure chamber of the steam cannon.

In order to be filled with high-pressure steam capable of launching the second time as soon as possible, he squeezed every mechanical part of this steel behemoth to the limit.

The pointers on the instrument panel were waving wildly like the arms of a madman. Gears, hinges, pipes, steam balls, every mechanical part made a ”creak” sound, trembling desperately, and leaking because of the imperfect seal. The steam that came out even agitated hysterical screams.

The skin on Luo Xinglong's whole body was scalded by the hot steam, and a series of shocking blisters appeared, and even bystanders couldn't help feeling distressed for him.

He didn't seem to feel pain, gritted his teeth and set the second shell, locked the air valve, pressurized, aimed, and pulled the rope a second time.

”boom!”

Gus and Grey had just gotten up and were overturned by the steam again.

The second projectile, surrounded and pushed by the high-pressure steam, burst out of the chamber and flew towards the High Priest Luo Tian.

It is a pity that Luo Xinglong acted too hastily. The pressure exerted by this steam projectile was not enough. Not only was the speed too slow, the trajectory was also crooked, and when it flew in front of the High Priest Luo Tian, ​​it began to falter.

The High Priest Luo Tian unhurriedly blasted the second punch.

This punch was aimed directly at the steam projectile.

The fist front formed a vortex again, and the vortex completely swallowed the steam projectile, using hundreds of rotations to dissolve the impact of the steam projectile, but instead controlled the steam projectile, pushing the steam projectile in the direction of the steam cannon and pushing it back!

Everyone's eyes widened.

I thought that the steam projectile would smash the steam cannon.

Even Luo Xinglong couldn't help but shrink his neck.

The steam projectile wiped his scalp, and flew over half a meter above the giant steam cannon.

But it was like a hungry iron beast, smashing a **** passage in the fanatic behind the steam cannon.

Any fanatic who was rubbed with a little oily skin by the steam projectile, all tendons to break and fracture, either death or injury.

Even Gus and Grey were splashed with hot blood from the fanatics, and they could not help but smack their tongues secretly at the extremely powerful strength of the High Priest Luo Tian.

No wonder, Uncle Lei Lie respected the High Priest Luo Tian so much.