Smash All Pots and Pans To Go to School

Wei San finally jumped out from under the ice.

“Have you stabbed their lair?!” Liao Runing was shocked and asked loudly, “What are you doing with so many?”

“Doing it hard.” Wei San held the knife and turned it around.

As soon as she entered the water, she discovered that there were already countless vortexes under the water surface drilling under the aircraft. If they were not driven out, Ying Xingjue’s barrier inside might not be able to hold on for long.

The six main team members were divided into six directions and stood guard next to the aircraft. Jin Ke set up a barrier for them at the cabin door to prevent the gray formless substance from attacking with mental power.

“Crazy, there are so many.” Situ Jia gritted his teeth.

The countless vortexes swept towards them, and every mecha soldier was trying their best to deal with the gray shapeless objects in these vortexes, preventing them from approaching the materialized barrier, and at the same time resisting the influence of the big cold wave.

In just half an hour, all the mechas suffered varying degrees of injuries. Huo Xuanshan’s original wings resisted and were crushed by the vortex, while Situ Jia cut off the metal wings of his own mecha and used them as lancets.

“F*** the extremely cold arena.” Liao Runing knelt on one knee on the ice, using the three-ring knife to hold himself up to prevent himself from falling, staring fiercely at the several vortexes in front of himself.

In the mecha cabin, Ji Chuyu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, with madness in his eyes. This was the first time he had been in such a predicament since leaving Huan Ye Star.

Huo Jian stood in front of the tail of the aircraft holding the Seven Kills Sword, never giving in.

The tissue in Wei San’s nose was already soaked, and she said softly with an expressionless face: “I’m really annoyed.”

If the doctor’s implanted instrument still has a signal, he will be able to discover at the same time that all the data on Wei San are changing crazily at this moment.

Wei San tilted her head, reassembled the sword, and held the Xumi sword in one hand.

At this moment, all the whirlpool attacks became extremely slow in her eyes. Every time Wei San took another step, the Xumi Knife gained a layer of white frost, until the entire blade was covered with thick white frost.

In other people’s eyes, they couldn’t even fully capture her speed and movements. They could only see the black and white shadow moving forward quickly, sweeping the sword horizontally.

Several vortexes seemed to be frozen instantly, then cut in half, and finally like broken glass, drifting in the white mist.

Wei San’s eyes in the mecha cabin were extremely calm. She turned her head slightly to look at the vortex in front of the others.

They all have to die.

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