Boom boom boom! Missiles rained down on them, and the more than a hundred Flying Tigers flying at the forefront were shot down in the sky because they could not dodge and escape the pursuit of the missiles. Some flying tiger warriors were not even afraid of death. They held iron shields in their hands and ran into the missile, using their flesh and blood to clear the way for their comrades behind. In the sky, fireworks and smoke billowed, covering half of the sky. Amidst the explosions one after another, thousands of flying tiger warriors marched forward without hesitation in the face of the artillery fire, passed through the smoke of gunpowder, and continued to advance one after another. More than a thousand missiles, dense as rain, are so lethal. If this were placed in that world, all the fighter groups of any major country would be completely wiped out. "It's a pity that Daqi has 20,000 flying corps, which is equivalent to 20,000 fighter jets and just over a thousand missiles. How can they stop it. After paying the price of the lives of more than a thousand soldiers, Yuan Fang's flying army finally broke through the enemy's air defense firepower network and reached a distance of ten kilometers. In the sky, the three-nation coalition led by F22 and hundreds of fighter jets are close in front of us. A close-range fight in the air is about to begin. "Oh my god, have you seen it? The sky is densely packed with flying barbarians!" "How is this possible? There is only one barbarian emperor who can fly. How come in the blink of an eye, all the barbarians can fly? "Call the headquarters, call the headquarters, we have encountered a flying army of barbarians. There are tens of thousands of them. What should we do?" In the sky, the coalition phone is on. The screams of panic have become loud. Before engaging in battle, the enemy's psychological defense line was almost collapsed by the overwhelming Qi army's formation. While they were still panicking, Yuan Fang was already leading his huge flying legion like a flock of eagles. Plunged into the enemy aircraft group. Yuan Fang is as fast as lightning, approaching the speed of sound. He danced his wishful stick and shot towards an F22 flying towards him. The F22 pilot suddenly woke up from the panic and quickly pressed the button. Fired machine cannons as dense as raindrops at Yuan Fang. The wall of divine power has been opened, and dense bullets are fired at, but they are all bounced away. In an instant, Yuan Fang had already passed by the enemy plane. The Ruyi stick in his hand has turned into a sword, which was dragged down by Yuan Fang and slashed straight from front to back. "Ah¡ª¡ª" Screaming. The F22, together with the US military pilot inside, was chopped from the nose to the tail, and was split into two halves. Accompanied by a "boom" explosion. Yuan Fang has passed through the fireball and smoke, heading towards another F35 fighter jet. The US pilot in the fighter plane saw a body of flesh and blood, so he just flew over. He actually used a big knife to cut into pieces his fellow fighter plane. I was so scared that I almost wet my pants. "Devil, devil!" How dare the pilot fight again. He quickly maneuvered his fighter plane, turned around and ran away. Where Yuan Fang allowed him to escape, his non-offensive armor accelerated and pursued him. One machine and one person, rolling and running in the sky, chasing up and down, the speed has reached the extreme. Yuan Fang's non-attack speed was comparable to the speed of a fighter plane. When he was dozens of meters away, his palm suddenly thrust out, and surging invisible divine power roared out from a hundred steps away, turning into an invisible giant hand and grabbing forward. . Click! The invisible giant hand of divine power grabbed the tail of the fighter plane, squeezed it hard, and lightly crushed the tail of the plane. The F35 fighter plane that lost its tail immediately lost its flight motive, rolled downwards and fell rapidly, crashing to the ground with a "boom". In a few breaths, Yuan Fang destroyed two fighter planes in succession. He suddenly had a murderous intention. He activated his non-offensive armor, waved his wishful stick in his hand, and wildly killed other fighters. At this moment, Zhao Yun and other nearly 20,000 Flying Tiger Legions have arrived overwhelmingly, attacking hundreds of Three Kingdoms fighter planes from all directions. Zhao Yun flew down from the sky and crashed into a Japanese fighter plane. Before the Japanese pilot could react, there was a "bang" and he jumped on top of his fuselage. "Come out!" Zhao Yun let out a low roar, stretched out his tiger palm, and blasted the cabin to pieces with his bloody fist, and immediately lifted the Japanese pilot out of the cockpit. The Japanese pilot was so frightened that he peed his pants on the spot. He never dreamed that he would be picked up directly from an altitude of several thousand meters. He was so frightened that he screamed in Japanese. How could Zhao Yun pay attention to him? With a flick of his arm,Then he was thrown into the wind. The Japanese pilot screamed and fell to the ground from an altitude of several thousand meters, turning into a puddle of flesh on the spot. After destroying one fighter plane, Zhao Yun kicked off his feet and shot at another fighter plane. Compared to Zhao Yun, Ma Chao is even more ruthless. At this moment, he also landed on a Bangguo fighter plane. Following Zhao Yun's example, he picked up the Bangguo pilot. He stood on the out-of-control plane, grabbed the head of the Korean pilot with one hand, and pulled his legs with the other hand. With a strong force, he directly tore the Korean pilot in half like tearing a chicken. . Blood and pieces of flesh were scattered in the wind, and the out-of-control fighter jet had swooped down and was about to hit the ground. A sneer appeared at the corner of Ma Chao's mouth. He was like black lightning. He jumped into the air one second before crashing and plunged into the chaotic sky battlefield. "Go to hell." Zhang Fei, who was wearing a flying armor, collided head-on with a US plane. The US plane fired its cannon crazily, raining bullets at Zhang Fei. Zhang Fei does not have a wall of divine power or a wall of vitality, so he cannot easily block bullets like Yuan Fang, but he does have his own defensive weapons. A giant shield that is several centimeters thick and huge! Zhang Fei held the huge shield in front of him and faced the rain of bullets flying wildly. Although the bullets were fierce, they could not penetrate the iron shield several centimeters thick, and they were knocked away one after another. Zhang Fei braved the rain of bullets and rushed forward without hesitation, hitting the nose of the beautiful plane directly. Click! Amidst the loud noise, the nose of the Naomi aircraft was instantly destroyed. The pilot in the cockpit was so frightened that he immediately activated the ejection system and ejected from the cockpit. How could Zhang Fei leave him alone? The moment he crashed the fighter plane, he jumped into the air again and chased the pilot who ejected. "Do you still want to run? I will tear you apart!" With a roar, Zhang Fei had already caught up with the pilot, rising parallel to him, and stabbed out with the eight-foot-long snake spear made of fine steel in his hand. The US pilot had no room to fight back at all. He could only watch as the "barbarian" in front of him stabbed his own chest with his spear. "Ah*temptation" The pilot's eyes were so big, his face was pale with shock, and his mouth was dirty. Zhang Fei, however, was merciless. He churned up a ton of Zhangba snake spears. The force of Yi Mui directly smashed the pilot into pieces, which fell like a rain of flowers. "It's so good, it's so good to kill, I haven't felt so good in a long time, hahaha¡ª¡ª" The blood-stained Zhang Fei, his murderous intention has reached its peak, and it turned into a black lightning, moving the blood-stained snake spear, and then He pounced on another Japanese plane. This is a massacre, the massacre of Daqi's flying corps against the American, Japanese and Japanese allied fighter jets. Zhang Fei, Yan Liang, Wen Chou and other generals, each showing their skills, can destroy a fighter plane alone. Although the rest of the ordinary warriors are inferior in martial arts, and their strength and speed are much weaker, they cannot withstand their large numbers. A group of four or five people can surround and kill an enemy plane from all directions, which is enough to destroy it. Of course, there were also many soldiers who were unable to dodge and were shot by machine gun bullets fired indiscriminately. They died on the spot in the sky. The number of casualties was in the thousands. However, for the tens of thousands of Flying Tiger Legion, the more than a thousand casualties were just a drop in the bucket and not enough to shake their confidence. In the sky, hundreds of coalition fighter jets have been completely defeated by the Great Qi Heavenly Army. In less than a few minutes, nearly two-thirds of the fighter jets were lost. The remaining dozens of fighter planes turned around and fled wherever they dared to fight again. These enemy planes that were lucky enough to escape from the battle group did not even dare to go to Weishan Base. They crossed directly over the base and fled towards the US aircraft carrier at sea or several other bases. Within a few minutes, the coalition's air power had suffered a devastating blow. They no longer had the power to stop the Qi army from rushing towards their base. "In the Weishan base, the Patriot defensive missiles were fired cleanly in one go. Now that the air power has been destroyed, the entire base's defense system has collapsed, and what can be done to stop the Qi army's intrusion. After flying over from more than a hundred kilometers away and a few minutes of air combat, most of the flying armors of the Flying Tiger Army had less than ten minutes left. However, ten minutes is enough. Even without the help of other soldiers, after breaking through the defensive net, Yuan Fang was able to destroy the entire Weishan base on his own. ?"Warriors of Daqi, follow me and kill all the enemies and thieves!" Yuan Fang, who was hunting in the flames of war, swooped down from the nine heavens and rushed towards the base. Tens of thousands of soldiers also roared like thunder, following their emperor and rushing towards the Weishan base. In the base, sirens were blaring, and tens of thousands of coalition soldiers carried guns and cannons, aiming at the sky and shooting indiscriminately. The missiles were used up and the fighter planes were destroyed. At this time, they could only use guns and artillery to stop the Qi army. How could it be blocked? Yuan Fang's wall of divine power was fully opened, hanging down from the sky, and the friction with the air actually burned out red flames, like a huge fireball, falling from the sky. Boom! In an instant, Yuan Fang had crashed to the ground. The huge impact created a large crater directly on the flight runway of the base. The splashed gravel and shock wave lifted more than a dozen coalition soldiers into the air. . In the dust and mist, Yuan Fang straightened up, and with his sharp eagle eyes, he cast a cold glance at the frightened enemies on all sides. (To be continued)