High-profile King

The instructors who used to be tough and strict, and the honest students who are muffled, have nothing to do with each other here, and the situation is quite abrupt.

But it is in line with the moment before the event was bad, everyone opened their hearts to make the last words of death.

Zhang Jiao felt a little awkward seeing Chen Guoli's brilliant smile, and smiled dryly, just trying to end this senseless sensation.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire command post changed drastically, and then a middle-aged non-commissioned officer in charge of frontline communications in the distance suddenly broke down, crying and crying: "It's over, Yiyuan is over!"

Needless to say, this situation must be unfavorable for the battle ahead. With major changes, the Yiyuan Field Army has lost even the theoretical possibility of victory.

For a while, the mood of bereavement spread rapidly in the headquarters. Not only did no one stop the communications officer from crying, some resolute officers even touched their guns more resolutely, looking like they planned to die in the country.

Zhang Jiao only changed his face slightly, and then, taking advantage of everyone's injury at a loss, quietly withdrew from the headquarters.

No more scruples, he jumped directly into the air and flew towards the distant battlefield.

At this time, the brilliance circulating above the sky dome of the magic circle became much dim.

After walking in the wind for a while, he sniffed the heavier and thicker smell of **** gunpowder, set foot in the void, and looked down at the earth from a high altitude.

Seven or eight out of ten out of ten out of the gaze are chariots, mechas, and transcendents with Jiang Chu's name and costumes.

The remaining Iraqi and Yuan armed forces have also been divided and surrounded, and it is only a matter of time before they are wiped out.

On the contrary, I felt relieved inexplicably, as if he had finally broken a purulent scar and muttered to himself: "In this case, Yi Yuan is bound to fail.

It’s good if you lose, so you don’t have to hold on for a long time, and you don’t have to suffer for a long time.

I just hope that Boss Li will be fine.

However, there is an old saying, “The earthen jar is always broken by the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle.” Since she chose the road of warriors, she insisted on going into battle in the morning. In this kind of war of the country, she would die well. . "

While speaking, a strong light flashed on the right side of Zhang Jiao, and a loud noise suddenly appeared.

Then a terrifying heat wave spread along with the shock wave, and boundless dust rose up, like a huge beast with an open mouth, swallowing everything.

Even the 9th-level transcendent body felt a little unbearable. He let the military uniform on his body be burned into charcoal by the spreading heat radiation, and his thoughts rushed to the only world-zun who did not belong to the illusion of the gods. The Buddha blessed him.

Rinku made a pressing posture and displayed the "fingerprint of touch".

With Zhang Jiao's body as the center of the circle, the flying smoke and dust within a hundred feet of a radius suddenly sank, raining down to the ground, clearing a quiet space.

After that, he turned his head to the direction where the sound and light came from, looking through the sea of ​​fog, and saw a huge black cloud in the shape of a mushroom slowly blooming in the sky.

With an iron expression on his face, he thought silently: "Jiang Chu has already fought the war like this, and it doesn't make any sense to use nuclear criminals to commit slaughter.

It seems that some people in Yiyuan, in despair, used nuclear weapons to blew themselves up and died.

There is such a precedent in this situation, but it is very contagious. "

In such a large-scale confined array space, if a series of large-yield nuclear weapons are killed in succession, if the array is destroyed, it may not even be able to run away from the legendary strong.

Zhang Jiao couldn't help thinking about this situation.

But at this moment, a team of Jiang Chu mech fighters who had just withstood the blast of the Yiyuan nuclear bomb discovered through infrared perspective that there was a strange empty area in the dust storm, and immediately rushed over.

I found a weird man standing volley in the air with a scorched black cloth shell that was indistinguishable from his body, but without any painful expression. They did not act rashly without knowing the enemy.

Instead, the opening angle was surrounded first.

Then according to the established procedure, he warned: "This gentleman, please indicate your identity..."

"Scratching." Zhang Jiao spit out two words coldly when he heard the words, interrupting Jiang Chu's mecha team's question, his mind turned, and the Yuanshi Tianzun in Fengshen's legacy was manifested.

This drove this ‘Three Sage’ to hold a magic weapon of fantasy in the middle, and he waved the golden bucket from left to right.

The surrounding 10 Jiang Chu mechas instantly lost their kinetic energy, and fell directly into the air like iron pieces, falling to pieces and flying around.

It defeated the middle and high-level mechas of Team 1 with one blow, but Zhang Jiao seemed to have just shot a mosquito to death.

He frowned indifferently and calculated for a few seconds, and finally relied on the trace teleport ability to catch up with the mythical strong, and did not immediately leave.

Stay on the battlefield and plan to get a close-up experience of what it looks like in a modern society where technology and superpowers are at the same time.

It can also be regarded as accumulating a little rare experience for the future when he builds his own teacher.

At the same time, half of the face and neck that had been scalded by the radiation fell off at the same time, revealing the cyan fascia and bright red flesh and blood. Li Binzhu, who was struggling to take up an old and spicy Jiang Chu martial artist, Cut into two sections from the middle.

However, in one morning, her use of the knife was completely different from before.

Ruthless, absolute, fruitful, fierce, all four characters accounted for.

Obviously, the opponent may pierce his chest with only a minute, but his face has not changed like iron. With a **** face, it is almost like a ghost.

But this is unavoidable. After all, in one morning, Lord Li Bing killed several times more people than he killed in the previous half of his life.

I also saw dozens of times, hundreds of times more dead people than I saw in the previous half of my life.

I finally realized that the life and death of people can be so random and random~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's just a moment of difference.

Because of the defeat, she was separated from her comrades at this time, and was exhausted. After punishing the enemy, she felt a pain in her face, and her eyes were covered with blood, she couldn't help but reach out her hand.

The palms touched the muscles.

No matter how tough a young girl is, she always loves beauty.

If this kind of tragedy happened in ordinary times, Li Binzhu would have been shocked long ago, but now she just calmly put down her hand, clenched the knife, and sat down on the ground, enjoying a rare breathing time.

After a while, just as he felt some physical strength recovered, he climbed up from the ground with difficulty, trying to find a direction and continue to look for the main force of Yiyuan to converge.

A frivolous voice suddenly sounded, "Little girl, why bother struggling at this point.

Isn't it good to die early and overtake birth early?

Uncle, my wind blade is fast and sharp, and I promise to send you home without pain. "