Yuan Fang appeared and blasted the US helicopter with one punch. A huge explosion resounded over the mountains and forests, and a blazing fireball exploded in the sky, so brilliant. The sudden explosion shocked the US military pilots in the air, and they all looked toward the airspace where the explosion occurred. The next second, all the US military pilots were stunned and stunned. Because, in their eyes, where the intensity had dissipated, they saw a Qi warrior wearing golden armor, holding a golden stick, floating in the sky. A human being is actually floating in the sky! "Look, that's a barbarian. He's actually flying in the sky?" "It's impossible. How can a man fly? Am I dazzled?" "No, this barbarian is the one who destroyed the Bullard. That barbarian emperor? " "Isn't he already killed on the beach? Why is he still alive? " The US pilots' intercoms were filled with noisy and panicked screams. , everyone seemed to have seen a ghost. On that day, thirteen U.S. warships, firing their naval guns and ten Tomahawk missiles, carpet-bombed Weishan Port, turning the coast for several miles around into a sea of ??flames, a spectacular scene that all these pilots saw. They never dreamed that the emperor of the barbarians could escape amid such intensive and fierce bombing. Not only did he escape, but now he was floating in the air and blew up one of their helicopters with one punch. "Launch the missile quickly and shoot him down!" Finally. A nearby US military pilot woke up first, screamed loudly, and pressed the launch button. Bang! Raging tail flames spurted out, and a Sidewinder anti-air missile flew out, heading straight for Yuan Fang fifty meters away. "Humph, I broke into your formation, and now I think of launching missiles. It's already too late." Yuan Fang sneered. Seeing the missiles roaring towards me. Without any fear, with a thought, he jumped up and flew vertically into the sky. Whoosh¡ª¡ªThe roaring Sidewinder missile has locked onto Yuan Fang's infrared source. It immediately changed direction in the air. Shoot vertically into the sky. Coming after Yuan Fang. Yuan Fang flew to an altitude of 1,000 meters when he suddenly plunged and changed direction rapidly. The Apache fired the missile and flew towards it. Behind him, Sidewinder missiles were also following Yuan Fang ten meters away, chasing after him. One hundred meters Fifty meters Thirty meters Yuan headed toward the helicopter and flew away quickly, about to hit it. On the helicopter, the American pilot turned pale with fright, thinking that Yuan Fang wanted him to die together, and hurriedly controlled the helicopter to try to avoid it. "It's a pity that the flight reaction speed of helicopters is not as agile as that of fighter jets. Yuan Fang is flying three times faster than him, how can he easily avoid it?" In an instant, Yuan Fang was struck by lightning. Just when he was about to hit him by a few meters, he suddenly made a sharp turn and flew past the Apache. The next second, the Sidewinder missiles following behind pounced. Boom! The missile, which could not change its direction, hit its mother plane directly, instantly shattering the helicopter into pieces, and another huge fireball rose in the sky. A group of U.S. military pilots were shocked, and they pressed the buttons one after another. More than ten missiles were launched one after another, rushing towards Yuan Fang from all directions. Yuan Fang relied on the super maneuverability of his non-attack armor to move among the enemy aircraft at lightning speed, changing their tracks from time to time and guiding the missiles towards their mother aircraft. Boom! boom! boom! In the sky, explosions were heard one after another, and flaming fireballs bloomed in the sky. It was so spectacular. In the blink of an eye, Yuan Fang let the US military reap the consequences. Nearly half of the Apache helicopters were destroyed by the missiles he launched. "His mobility is too strong, and the missiles have been lured back by him." "Stop launching missiles, stop launching missiles!" "It's over, if this continues, our entire team will be destroyed. Retreat immediately, and all aircraft fleets will retreat. "The air fleet is calling the ground tank troops. We are under air attack and can no longer cover you. Please retreat immediately!" There were screams in the sky, and the remaining fifteen Apache helicopters were all frightened. They lost their courage and dared to fight again. They all turned around and retreated towards the rear. at a distanceTen miles away in Licheng, the US military deployed radar positions and the Patriot air defense system. The US military placed its hope on those powerful and faster air defense missiles to deal with the elusive Yuan Fang. In the sky, the helicopter group was in chaos and fled in all directions. "Bombarded my palace and killed my innocent people. Do you still want to escape? You have to save your lives for me today." Yuan Fang's murderous intention was like fire, and his non-offensive armor was like a strong wind, blocking the way. in front of a fleeing helicopter. The Ruyi stick in his hand has turned into a sword. With the surging divine power, it formed an invisible giant guillotine and chopped it off head-on. The divine power rubbed the air, igniting dazzling flames, and with the power of thunder, it slashed towards the helicopter. Click! The advanced Apache helicopter was cut into two pieces as easily as it was made of paper. "Ah! Help!" The U.S. pilot who was not killed on the spot fell from a height of several hundred meters with the two pieces of debris, and was shattered into pieces on the spot. After one hit, Yuan Fang turned into a bunch of smoke and passed under another helicopter in the next second. As the light and shadow passed, the helicopter overhead was instantly split in half and exploded in the air. "Devil, that barbarian devil, we are doomed." "Help, I don't want to die, I don't want to die." The American pilots in the air were all so frightened that they flew at full speed regardless of the life or death of their companions. . After all, the flying speed of Apache helicopters is different from that of fighter jets. How can it be accelerated in a short period of time? Yuan Fang took advantage of them before they could speed up. In this short one minute, like golden lightning, it traveled in the air in all directions. Wherever the lightning passed, an enemy plane must be smashed and chopped into pieces. In the sky, there are fireworks. Brilliant bloom. It seems to be celebrating the end of the US military. In one minute, in just one minute, Yuan Fang destroyed thirty Apache helicopters and wiped out the US military's air formation. Amidst the thick smoke. Yuan Fang hovered above Jiutian. The wishful stick is in hand. With cold eyes, he looked down at the American Tank Corps on the ground below. At this moment, these two hundred tanks had just reacted. They all turned around and prepared to retreat. "Flying Tiger Legion, what are you waiting for? Let the shameless invaders tremble for the true strength of our Daqi!" Yuan Fang, high in the sky, let out a proud and angry roar that shook the clouds above his head away. In the mountains and forests, the five thousand Flying Tiger Legion that had been lying in wait for a long time were awakened from their surprise by Yuan Fang's drink. At this time, they were still looking up at the sky, witnessing their Qitian Emperor with awe and awe, destroying the huge "flying bird" of the US military with his own power. They were still immersed in that shocking scene. middle. Yuan Fang drank, waking them up and awakening their long-accumulated anger. Zhang Fei was the first to wake up, raised his eight-foot-long snake spear, and roared: "Flying Tiger Legion, follow me and kill them." Amid the roar, Zhang Fei activated his mind and jumped suddenly. Teng! The flying battle armor wrapped around Zhang Fei's majestic body and soared into the sky like an onion pulled out by drought. The five thousand Flying Tigers in ambush also launched their flying armors one after another. Like an unclear black movie, they jumped out of the forest, flew hundreds of meters into the sky, and flew towards the group of US tanks in the middle of the road. boom! Zhang Fei, who was wrapped in heavy armor, fell from an altitude of 400 meters and stepped directly on a tank. Without saying a word, Zhang Fei reached out and grabbed the closed tank hatch, pulled hard, and tore the iron hatch open. Immediately afterwards, the eight-foot-long snake spear penetrated the inside of the tank and chopped at the three frightened American tank crews like a meat grinder. With screams like slaughtering pigs, several enemy soldiers in the tank were minced into a puddle of meat, and a US military tank was scrapped. "It's so good, so good, haha!" Zhang Fei laughed wildly, and the interval between flying armors had just arrived. He kicked off his feet, soared into the air again, and rushed towards another tank dozens of meters away. At the same time, hundreds of Flying Tiger Army soldiers were falling from the sky like raindrops. These Flying Tiger warriors are all the elites of the Qi army. Their combat effectiveness is at least that of the late Condensation Film. Although their strength is not as terrifying as Zhang Fei's marrow-changing power, three or five people working together can destroy a tank. Suddenly, screams and explosions came one after another, and dozens of tanks were destroyed in the blink of an eye. "How?What happened? Where did these barbarians come from, and how could they fly? " "No, we were ambushed. " "My tank barrel was bent by that barbarian? "What kind of world is this? Why are the barbarians here so strong?" "The intercoms of each tank were filled with screams and screams. The US tank corps had completely lost its command. They fell into a state of fighting on their own, running away and fighting. The sound of machine gunfire and artillery fire were heard in chaos, but they rarely hit the enemy. The power of the tank is huge, but it is good at shooting from a distance. Once the Qi army gets close, it will be lost immediately. If the U.S. tanks encountered only ordinary people, what they encountered were generals and soldiers with strong military fortunes and equipped with flying armors. Like machine warriors, they demolished the heavy tanks with ease, killing all the American tank crews inside without leaving a single life. Looking around, there were countless flying tiger warriors. One after another, Yuan Fang was suspended there in the cold sky, chasing the fleeing US tanks one after another. Explosions were everywhere, and the billowing smoke covered the sky. Leng admired the scene of his soldiers destroying the US tank corps. A quarter of an hour later, two hundred tanks were destroyed, and the US ground and air forces were completely wiped out. (To be continued)