Looking at Ye Mo's cold and arrogant back, the entire battlefield was silent for a while.

The surviving soldiers all watched all this in amazement.

Look at the thirty tanks that were bombed into scrap metal and debris, and the helicopters that were pierced with sugar gourds, and the commanders who had nearly 800 people killed and their heads blown off......

There is also a bloody road that goes straight to the base of the military region, this bloody road leads directly to the command center, dividing the entire battlefield into two halves, and Ye Mo's figure has already disappeared at the end of the bloody road.

Everyone didn't expect that a well-equipped and well-armed army had never fought a single Chinese?

How is this possible?

They don't want to believe it, but they have to.

Ye Mo walked step by step, resisting machine guns, rocket artillery, tanks, armored vehicles, and helicopters head-on, and then slaughtered more than 800 army soldiers with his own strength, and finally beheaded the commander and walked away.

It was an army of a thousand men, and it was defeated by one man.

Even now, many soldiers still think that it is in a dream, and it is unbelievable.

……

At the same time, in the command center, General Aung San was stunned, and his heart was inexplicably shocked.

"Defeated? An army of thousands of men was defeated?"

In less than ten minutes, Ye Mo used his fists to break through the defense lines of tanks and armored vehicles, and then one person attacked thousands of troops, sweeping the entire battlefield, and the commander was killed by him on the spot.

In particular, his long howl, which killed more than 800 soldiers, was extremely terrifying and beyond human reach.

"Killing 800 people with one roar, the strength is really terrifying, worthy of the Ip Man of Huaguo, it is simply a mythical existence. ”

Mr. Wu was also shocked.

can have such divine might, except for Ye Wentian on the world heaven list, who else can be so terrifying, and this kind of strength is probably only comparable to the witch god

"Mr. Wu, what should we do?"

General Aung San shrank his head and said in alarm.

"You don't need to be afraid, there is a witch god sitting in Burma, and no one can touch Burma. Mr. Wu was shocked under strong pressure and forced himself to calm down.

The witch god was also on the heavenly list a hundred years ago, and he was the same existence as Ye Mo, and now his strength is even more unfathomable. What's more, the status of the witch god is so high, even if the head of state of Myanmar sees it, he has to be respectful, how can he compare with a Ip Mantian.

"Lord Witch God, I just caught a group of people who have been planted with 'witch seeds', as long as you absorb their essence, your cultivation will skyrocket, and when the time comes, the witch god will take action against Ye Wentian. ”

After Mr. Wu said this, he had already calmed down.

"But ......"

General Aung San wiped his cold sweat and said anxiously: "But it's too late, Ye Wentian is about to kill the command center." ”

"This ......"

Mr. Wu, who had just calmed down, turned blue with a slam face.

Yes, the witch god can beat Ip Mantian, and even kill Ip Mantian, but the key is that the witch god is in retreat, so who are they Ip Mantian's opponents?

"General Aung San, do you want to ...... We retreated, and there were stronger troops in the capital, more than enough to protect us. ”

In the command center, the other generals spoke out and suggested.

"Yes, let's retreat to the capital, does he dare to chase us to the capital?"

Even the generals, who usually don't talk much, spoke up.

The army has no role in front of Ye Mo, what can these generals do, there are no soldiers who want to command.

General Aung San could only look at Mr. Wu for help, looking at this person who had a pivotal position in the Ghost Witch Sect, and the person he threw the explosives box into Ip Mantian.

The conference room fell silent, and everyone did not speak, looking at Mr. Wu.

"We ......"

When Mr. Wu heard this, his face changed, if he retreated, he would be a deserter, and when the witch god blamed him, he couldn't afford it.

"Mr. Wu, if you don't make a decision, it's too late, he's going to kill him soon. ”

General Aung San's eyes were red and he urged anxiously.

"Okay, let's retreat to the capital......"

Mr. Wu gritted his teeth and finally spoke.

But before he could finish speaking, an explosion suddenly sounded at the door of the command center, accompanied by the sound of bullets clattering.

"More than a dozen kilometers away, he is so fast?"

Everyone's faces turned white in an instant.

The battlefield on the border is more than ten kilometers away from the command center, who knows that Ye Mo has crossed a distance of more than ten kilometers in less than a few minutes, could it be that he can't fly, how can he be so fast?

"It's over!"

Aung San looked desperate.

There were only a few hundred soldiers in the entire General's Palace.

Most of the troops have been transferred to the battlefield, and now who can stop Ye Mo?

Mr. Wu listened to the gunfire gradually disappearing, and finally became silent, as if there was no one in the entire command center.

"Da Da Da ......"

At this time, in the silent corridor, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, which did not stop until the door of the conference room, and everyone seemed to be suffocated, looking nervously at the door.

"Smack!"

The wooden door burst instantly, making everyone tremble.

I saw a young man walk in with his hands in his hands.

He is very mediocre, thin, and not very strong, but everyone knows that no matter how thin the young man is, he is Ip Mantian who blows up the tank with one punch and kills more than 800 soldiers with one roar.

"You guys, good!"

Ye Mo sat leisurely on a chair, speaking Burmese Chinese jerkyly.

He looked indifferently at the conference room, where all the commanders of the border base were gathered, and everyone looked at the bright stars on their shoulders.

In the past, these people were big names on the side of Megatron, but in front of them, they have become little meows who can only tremble.

"General Aung San, did you send a helicopter to bomb the 100,000 mountains?"

Ye Mo glanced around, and finally looked at the middle-aged man sitting at the top, who was already very fluent in Burmese Chinese.

Aung San sat there, his face pale, his lips trembling, and said:

"This is not my ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Mo's eyes flick and his fingers flicked.

"Poof!"

Before General Aung San could react, he was cut in two by Ye Mo.

And Mr. Wu next to him, his face was splashed with blood, embarrassed, he stood up and scolded angrily: "Ye Wentian, our Ghost Witch Sect also has the existence of the God Realm, you are sure to be our enemy, if you retreat now, we will not care about what happened before." ”

"Hell, damn it!"

Ye Mo turned a deaf ear, said lightly, then stretched out his hand and flicked, a golden light flashed, and instantly cut off Mr. Wu's head.

"This knife is the interest charged to Sister Xiaoyue!"

When these words came, Ye Mo's figure had already disappeared.

The entire command was silent, and several generals looked at the corpses of the two with inexplicable fear.

Ye Mo came to Burma, just to save Sister Xiaoyue, and to take revenge casually.

……

After Ye Mo killed General Aung San and the others, he rushed to the capital of Burma with great speed, which was the headquarters of the Ghost Witch Sect.

As for the previous army of 1,000 people, in Ye Mo's opinion, they were just ants, and their combat effectiveness was not even comparable to the more than 20 powerhouses in the West, and they were not vulnerable at all.

Half an hour later.

Ye Mo was besieged and killed by local troops in a city in northern Burma, and he broke it alone, killing 136 disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect Sect, and then walked away, leaving only the local people terrified.

An hour later.

On the outskirts of Mamba City, Ye Mo fought head-on with the Burmese Fourth Legion, slaughtering thousands of troops, and then killing sixty-three disciples of the Ghost Witch Sect in one go. He also went straight to the official's mansion and beheaded the officials of a city, because they had close contacts with the Ghost Witch Sect and were puppets secretly cultivated by the Ghost Witch Sect.

Two hours later.

Ye Mo collided with the three protectors of the Ghost Witch Sect, burst the souls of the three with one punch, and instantly killed the 1,000 special forces soldiers who were in ambush, and the Burmese army was completely routed and swept away by one person.

Three hours later......

Ye Mo strolled over, and every time he passed through a city, almost as long as he had anything to do with the Ghost and Witch General Sect, he was killed, and the city was exterminated, and there were countless frightened people.

As long as he releases his divine thoughts, he can find anything with an aura similar to that of the Ghost and Witch Sect, or if he practices the exercises of the Ghost Witch Sect.

Along the way, a total of more than 500 disciples of the Ghost Witch General Sect were killed, tens of thousands of soldiers were slaughtered, tens of thousands of troops were defeated, and the tanks and armored vehicles that were exploded were beyond Ye Mo's own.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Wherever Ye Mo passed, there was no grass, killing gods when he met a god, killing a Buddha when he met a Buddha, slaughtering a sect, and beheading generals through the army, which was still not enough to make up for the anger in Ye Mo's heart. ……

Meanwhile.

The news came out that King Ye Mo had returned, defeated the Burmese border army, beheaded General Aung San, and killed tens of thousands of troops.

The world was shocked!

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