Wu Yue was also angry, she flew towards the straight plane opposite, and while she was still in mid-air, she recited a spell, and a number of runes flew out from her body, floating around her body, forming a spiritual breath imprint.

"I'm going on a killing spree today!"

Wu Yue said a word, and suddenly bit his finger, dripping out a line of blood, stained on a rune.

"Yueyue, what are you doing here?"

Yang Tian's eyes were full of doubts.

Because he clearly felt that the rune in Wu Yue's hand was full of soul breath.

Any cultivator will have a soul natal breath, this soul natal breath is very powerful, and it is also very rare, until the moment of life and death, ordinary martial artists will not use it, but at this time, Wu Yue has cast her natal breath.

"Yueyue, you're ready to start killing......"

Wu Zetian said lightly.

"Oh?" Yang Tian glanced at Wu Yue in mid-air, and said, "Luori, this is a matter between us, let Ma Dawang pull out all the soldiers." ”

"Withdraw, you steal the treasures of the kingdom of Idali, either leave the treasures behind or go to hell!"

A cold voice rang out.

It was Lori the werewolf.

It's just that the werewolf Lori is not on the scene, instead, he is in a military tank three kilometers away.

Seeing this, a sneer flashed in Yang Tian's eyes: "Since this is the case, you are responsible for their death!" Yueyue, do it!"

"Humph!"

Wu Yue snorted coldly, as if expressing her dissatisfaction with Yang Tian and Alyssa, and then, she lit the rune in her hand.

Suddenly, around her body, the marks began to boil.

At this time, Wu Yue flew towards the helicopter, his figure flashed, his soul was already out of his body, just swept towards the helicopter, and the five magic breath marks on his body crackled, and passed through the bodies of the three of them on the helicopter.

The sigil of the law first passed through the driver's body, staining the light on it red with the blood of the other party.

Moreover, as soon as he wore it like this, the five Dharma Breath Seals gave birth to ten seals alive.

The driver let out a frightened scream, and the next second, his body had exploded, and before he died, he still shouted: "Ghost, it's a ghost......"

Wu Yue did not slack off in the slightest, and her soul swept towards the officer next to Ma Dawangla.

Floating in front of the officer's eyes was a Yaksha demon.

Before he could react, the Yaksha demon had passed through his body, and then, with a crackling sound, he looked down to see five blood-glowing marks passing through his body.

In just an instant, these five marks became ten seals.

"Extinguish!"

Wu Yue snorted coldly.

The ten sigils flew back into her hand, and the officer exploded alive.

Wu Yue killed two people in one breath, and what was originally five marks also turned into fifteen marks at this moment, and these fifteen marks were stained with blood-red blood, which looked very dazzling.

"What a murderer without blinking!"

Ma Wang La let out a low roar, and suddenly, he jumped out of the helicopter, and when he was still in mid-air, Ma Da Wang La turned into a werewolf.

He fell to the ground, and ran quickly down the hill, shouting: "Colonel Fils is dead, everyone obey my orders, and bombard these four Oriental thugs with artillery fire!"

Bang!

A roar rang out.

I saw that under the mountainside, artillery fire smashed up in this direction.

"All these people, go to hell!"

Wu Yue waved her hand, and the fifteen marks around her body spun, and all the artillery fire came up, all of them were shattered by the marks on her body, her speed was very fast, and her figure flashed, and she had come to the halfway up the mountain.

"Who is this?"

At the foot of the mountainside, on the military vehicles equipped with the most advanced weapons, the faces of the soldiers changed.

"The infantry team begins to attack the target, and the torch team is on standby!"

An anxious voice rang out.

On the more than a dozen military vehicles equipped with machine guns, fire dragons erupted, and bullets crackled towards Wu Yueyong.

It's just that around Wu Yue's body, the fifteen marks kept spinning, and no matter how fierce the bullet was, it couldn't penetrate it.

Seeing that the bullets could not shoot down Wu Yue, those soldiers shouldered their bazookas one after another, and fired at Wu Yue with a bang, and one rocket artillery after another shot at Wu Yue.

"Good!"

Wu Yue just said a word, and his figure flashed, and he had already escaped.

She recited a spell, and her soul went out of her body, and shuttled towards the army, and the soul flew by, and the fifteen marks on it crackled and burned, split into three strands, and bombarded one soldier at a time.

For every soldier killed, the five sigils turn into ten.

In this way, ten military vehicles had been destroyed by Wu Yue, and the imprints floating around her body had changed from fifteen to hundred.

"Sniper, start attacking!"

With a roar, one of the officers jumped onto a tank, stepped back, and gave the order to prepare the vehicles with heavy missiles to attack.

At this time, Wu Yue's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent: "Okay, let's go to hell!"

Then, she squeezed her hand.

Boom!

A roar rang out.

The hundred marks floating around her body crackled and scattered in all directions, each with a powerful lethal ability, and when it hit a soldier's body, it exploded with a thud, spilling a burst of blood.

Halfway up the mountain, all the soldiers couldn't escape, and they were all hit by Wu Yue's mark.

There were cries of pain, and soon there was a dead silence all around.

With a wave of Wu Yue's hand, he saw the last ten marks flying back: "Ninety marks have been consumed, ninety people have been killed, and who else dare not die, just come up!"

Her voice rang out around Suvivius.

The faces of the police officers at the foot of the mountain changed, you must know that there is a powerful Itarian army lying in ambush on the mountainside, and it is the head of Idali, Ma Dawangla, who personally leads them in battle, but in less than ten minutes, there is a dead silence halfway up the mountain, no matter how they shout at the walkie-talkie, no one answers.

"Looks like they're dead, or we'll retreat......

A police officer said with a pale face.

Standing in front of him was the police chief near Idali, who was also very anxious, he looked up and could vaguely see a cloud of gas flying down in this direction: "Let's retreat, this is not something we can fight against!"

"No one can retreat, whoever retreats will die!"

A cold voice sounded, and three men were seen falling, none other than Lori, Moreno, and Madawangla.

At this time, Lori's eyes were full of anxiety, and he said to Ma Dawangla: "Ma Dawangla, is the president of Milan Country, Orama, here? He told you personally, let him deal with Yang Tian?"

"That's right, I just received a call from Orama, saying that he would personally confront Yang Tian, and asked us to stop Yang Tian and not let him leave!"

Ma Dawang said hurriedly.

"And when is Orama coming?"

Lori yelled.

"Half an hour ......"

(End of chapter)