"Captain, danger, come back quickly!"

As soon as they turned around, everyone actually saw Zhang Heng walking out of the bunker, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly called for him to go back.

"It doesn't matter. Zhang Heng said lightly.

He didn't have much time to waste, it was time to end the fight on his own terms.

"Liangzi and Dong An, just bring the captain back!" Leng Qianjun was in a hurry and immediately issued an order.

In his opinion, Zhang Heng, the temporary captain, is strong, mysterious, and convincing, but he has a fatal flaw, that is, he is too proud!

Now what's going on?

The mercenaries on the opposite side are like wolves, each with a hot weapon, and if they go out rashly, they will definitely be beaten into a sieve.

Could it be that you are still invulnerable?

Liangzi and Dong An obviously knew the urgency of the matter, threw away their guns, and were about to go up to pull people directly, but Zhang Heng just glanced at them, and the two of them felt that their bodies couldn't move, and they couldn't even speak.

"What are you two doing?" Leng Qianjun was anxious to scold.

The two were aggrieved and anxious to speak, but they couldn't control their bodies.

After such a delay, the mercenaries had already noticed Zhang Heng.

No matter who he is, daring to appear in the crossfire area so arrogantly will definitely be a dead end.

Yellowbeard made a posture of wiping his neck, and instantly seven or eight guns were aimed at Zhang Heng.

"It's over, it's too late!" Leng Qianjun's face changed greatly.

Bang bang bang......

The bullet slanted like a torrential rain, and Zhang Heng's eyes revealed a little seriousness, urging the spiritual power in his body to form a body shield.

Ping Pong!

The bullet hit the invisible light mask around him, as if it had hit a steel plate, and it was directly ejected, leaving only a bullet casing on the ground.

"How is that possible!"

The soldiers on the wolf warrior side almost forgot to fire, their mouths were open one by one, their eyes were glazed, and they were so shocked by Zhang Heng that they lost their ability to think.

For a long time, the pot exploded!

"Damn, that's all the!"

"That's unreasonable, isn't it?"

"This is not a man of God, this is a god!"

Everyone was shocked and excited, what kind of power is this?

Golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt?

Or Spider-Man, Iron Man, and what kind of mess in Hollywood?

Not only them, but the opponent was also stunned, Yellowbeard wiped his eyes and pointed at Zhang Heng for continuous gestures.

Bang bang bang!

Everyone fired, shooting countless bullets from all directions, all of which poured accurately on Zhang Heng.

The invisible light mask opened, blocking all the bullets, and the yellow and clear bullet shells flew out, almost spreading a thick layer on the ground!

"I can't fight against thermal weapons for a long time!" Zhang Heng felt that if there was another round, his spiritual power body shield would be broken.

According to his estimation of thermal weapons, if he was shot while standing still, he would also die if he was shot for a period of time.

If you replace it with large-caliber weapons such as guns and tanks, I am afraid that I will not be able to carry it.

Not to mention bombs, missiles, atomic bombs.

Although he is a cultivator, he is not an invincible existence, and if he really wants to do whatever he wants, he is afraid that he will only be able to reach the Jindan realm.

At that time, as long as he did not encounter the destructive weapons of the atomic bomb and the hydrogen bomb, nothing could threaten him.

This discovery made him a little embarrassed.

This is the power of technology, it is unimaginable to be able to kill a cultivator in his world.

Zhang Heng was a little disappointed in his strength, but his opponents were a little desperate.

"What is the origin of that Oriental man?"

"Is he an almighty god? Why can't he be killed?"

Everyone looked stunned and didn't know what to do.

All of a sudden, there was a ceasefire on both sides, and the battlefield fell into an eerie tranquility.

"You're done, it's my turn. ”

Zhang Heng's slightly depressed voice sounded.

Along with it, there were countless bullet casings floating in mid-air, yellow and clear!

"Huh?"

The faces of the people on both sides changed drastically, but the difference was that on the mercenary side, there was suddenly a feeling of extreme danger.

It is a special sense of smell that has been cultivated on the edge of life and death by long-term dangerous people, and they can sense it whenever danger comes.

"There is a saying in Huaxia that the way of others is to govern the body of others. Zhang Heng said flatly.

He casually stretched out a finger, and the floating bullet casings converged together, forming a golden dragon shape!

As Zhang Heng's fingers swung in the direction of his fingers, his claws were flared and his teeth were sharp, floating above the mercenaries' heads, directly casting huge shadows.

"Oh God!"

Many fell in fear and retreated.

But it was too late, the golden dragon swung its tail, roared, disintegrated halfway through the flight, and turned into countless bullet shells again, like hail, dense, shrouded in a radius of several hundred meters!

Woohoo!

Bullet casings poured down, punching holes in the ground, numbers, sandbags, rocks, all finger-sized holes!

Not to mention people, there is hardly a complete human body, the better ones, scattered, full of bullet holes, the almost ones, just a ball of meat sauce.

Four or five hundred people, wiped out in a snap of a finger!

Looking at the terrifying scene around them like Shura's hell, all the members of the Wolf Warriors were silent.

They looked at Zhang Heng with a deep look of awe in their eyes.

"Who is he......" Leng Qianjun thought of his superior's description of him, a student of Jinghai University?

Can today's students kill so many people without changing their faces?

Old chief, old chief, who is this great god you have invited?

"It's horrible!"

Ryoko held his head, and even a person like him, who was used to seeing the brutal battlefield, had a feeling of horror at this moment.

"I actually wanted to give him a horse before?" Dong An slapped himself again, damn it, he was a little too bold.

As for the others, they were mostly shocked, awe-inspired, and fearful......

Without changing his face, he killed four or five hundred well-trained mercenaries by this almost fantasy means, Zhang Heng at this moment, in their eyes, was simply a peerless killing god, a demon king from hell.

"Let's go. ”

Zhang Heng took a step forward, and there was no psychological fluctuation.

For him, killing people is not such a difficult thing.

On his way to the position of Immortal Venerable, he didn't know how many living beings he had killed, some because of fighting for treasures, some for revenge, and some because of disputes......

Where there are people, there are strife, and wars between cultivators are countless times more brutal than modern wars.

Whenever the immortals fight, the aftermath of the battle will form a natural disaster, causing the annihilation of hundreds of millions of living beings, which is a normal thing......

The passing of life has long been accustomed to Zhang Heng, and he naturally will not have any discomfort.

"The captain is a real ruthless man!"

In the eyes of others, he was extremely terrible at this moment.

The guards on the island, so to speak, are gone.

Zhang Heng's consciousness swept away, and he walked along a stone road, and not long after, he saw a huge altar.

On top of the altar, there stands a strange statue of a god!

This idol is very simple, it is a huge eyeball, the details of every pupil are vividly displayed, magnified countless times, there are truck-sized eyeballs, extremely smart, in the moment everyone arrives, the eyes are emitted evil light!

On top of the altar, a man in a red robe stood, and he jerked his head back, his oil-painted face showing a look of anger.

"Kill them!"

Under the altar, hundreds of cultists roared in unison and pounced directly!

"Zhang Jian!" Leng Qianjun recognized the red-robed man and cried out in disbelief.

"What?" Zhang Heng also looked over, this person was really the brother of the loser, Zhang Jian that Xu Zhiqing was thinking about!

And at this moment, he not only forgot his comrades-in-arms, but also forgot Zhang Heng, his younger brother, commanding the cultists to kill everyone.

Gunshots, naturally, rang out.

Strangely, the cultists were only repulsed, but instead of dying, they were fierce, and a beastly roar came out of their throats.

"They can't be killed!"

Dong An threw away the firearm and went directly to fight in close combat.

The last time the wolf warrior fell into the sand here, it was when he encountered a cultist who couldn't be killed.

Now, these ruthless characters have finally appeared.

"Can't be killed?"

Zhang Heng looked at the beating eyes on the altar, sneered, flew a few steps directly in the void, and grabbed it with one claw!

"The exotic evil god also dares to be presumptuous in front of the deity!"