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Volleying the void, crossing the long sky, this is the symbol of the legendary divine realm.

Venerable Jin had only seen the Great Witch God of the Dark Witch Sect cast a few decades ago. In the past few decades, the Great Witch God has become more and more low-key, shrinking in the Black Mountain General Altar to practice secret methods, bent on killing back to Huaxia and seeking revenge on Ye Qingcang, but he rarely shows his magical powers anymore.

"Boom!"

When everyone was stunned, Chen Fan had already fallen from the sky and smashed into the Burmese army. He stepped down and directly stomped an armored car into a discus. Several soldiers in the armored car were crushed into meat sauce without even snorting.

"Fire, everybody fire at once. What about the camp of Tanke, bring them in at once, and they must surround and kill this man!"

General Aung Hlaing reacted violently, grabbed the walkie-talkie of the car radio, and yelled wildly.

"Bang!"

Many soldiers woke up from a dream, and they all carried rifles, like a torrential rain, and shot at Chen Fan. Some even jumped directly on the roof of the armored car, turned the heavy machine gun on the vehicle, and brought a deadly tongue of fire to envelop Chen Fan.

"Dangdang. ”

These bullets hit Chen Fan three meters away, and they were directly stopped by his body protector Zhenyuan.

With Chen Fan's terrifying cultivation in the Divine Sea Realm at this time, plus the Blue Emperor's immortal body Xiaocheng. Even the Tank cannons are fearless. With the exception of heavy missiles, ground-penetrating bombs, special warheads, and a few special weapons to talk about, there is little on Earth that threatens him.

Chen Fan was like this, carrying a gun and a rain of bullets, and walked forward step by step under the frightened eyes of everyone.

"Boom, boom. ”

To the northwest, the only tank battalion finally arrived.

Hundreds of soldiers drove dozens of old heavy chariots and surrounded Chen Fan from all directions. Chen Fan didn't glance at them from the corner of his eye.

Compared to the Russian 116th Panzer Division.

These tanks of the Burmese army are like old antiques, as if they have traveled from the Second World War era. In fact, many of the weapons of the Burmese army at this time were really no different from World War II.

Missiles, warplanes, helicopters, unmanned aerial vehicles, information-based warfare, and so on. These things are insulated from Myanmar at all. They were still in the era of artillery tanks.

"Boom. ”

Chen Fan stretched out his hands and grabbed a Tanke directly. Then, under the horrified gaze of the people around him, he violently lifted the Tank out of thin air. Then it was thrown like a baseball.

"Boom. ”

The multi-ton chariot, with a heavy sound of breaking the air in the air, crossed a distance of dozens of meters and slammed into another chariot. The two steel monsters smashed together, and suddenly it was like an earthquake, shaking the soldiers dozens of meters around them and crashing into them. As for the soldiers in the chariot, they have long been beaten into pulp.

"It's... It's horrible. ”

Many of the soldiers were so frightened that they threw their guns on the ground.

The soldiers of Burma have always practiced various religions, and in their eyes, Chen Fan is almost the same as a god.

"Ah, everybody, all fire. If you don't fire, you will be dealt with by military law!"

General Aung Hlaing held the walkie-talkie, screaming wildly, his eyes red. This tank battalion, but he begged his father to tell his grandmother, and he squeezed it out only by saving money. As a result, Chen Fan threw him like a yo-yo, and after a while, he smashed seven or eight cars. In General Aung Hlaing's heart, he was really shocked and frightened.

"Back then... The Great Witch God is like this, crisscrossing the battlefield and defeating the Sichuan army and the Japanese army. ”

Venerable Jin stood there, looking at Chen Fan's back, in a trance.

During World War II, the Great Witch God sat in the southwest and once created the myth of defeating ten thousand. Whether it was the Central Army, the Sichuan Army, or the Japanese army that later invaded the southwest, they all fought against the Great Witch God.

"A swarm of ants. ”

At the urging of General Aung Hlaing and many other officers, the soldiers picked up their rifles tremblingly again and pulled the trigger at Chen Fan. Many armored vehicles also had the courage to rumble into them.

In this regard, Chen Fan couldn't help frowning slightly.

He is too lazy to entangle with this group of soldiers from small countries who still hold old weapons from World War II and have broken military discipline.

"Whew!"

Everyone only saw that Chen Fan was standing there, not closing or hiding. Just took a long breath, this breath was so long, as if swallowing the water of a big river, everyone could even see a white tornado dragon, pouring into Chen Fan's mouth.

"What is he going to do here?"

Everyone is at a strange time.

I saw Chen Fan raise his head violently and look up to the sky and roar.

"Groan!"

This long roar was sonorous like a dragon's groan, sharp like a phoenix's roar. It was like rolling thunder falling down, and the eardrums of the surrounding people were shattered in an instant, and they knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands. But that's just the beginning.

Chen Fan's howling became louder and louder, and finally soared straight into the nine heavens. Sound waves, almost visible to the naked eye, erupted from his mouth. It's even mixed with a huge amount of true yuan. The whistling sound spread outward layer by layer, and the sound shook hundreds of miles away. It was a building more than a dozen miles away, and the glass was shattered.

And Chen Fan's Burmese army formation is like a typhoon passing through.

"Ahh

General Aung Hlaing, at the back of the military formation, can barely hold on, but he covers his ears and feels a splitting headache. Venerable Jin hurriedly laid down a layer of black evil qi to block the sound waves, and General Aung Hlaing barely felt better.

"Venerable, strike quickly and kill that Chinese man. ”

General Aung Hlaing grabbed Venerable Kim's hand and said anxiously.

"It's late, you look outside. Venerable Jin smiled bitterly.

When General Aung Hlaing looked at it, he saw that with Chen Fan as the center, layers of soldiers fell like wheat.

The closest ones even burst their heads. Within a radius of 100 meters from Chen Fan, there was no living person. The soldiers within a radius of 100 meters ran around and threw away their rifles and weapons in their hands. The Tan Ke soldiers even jumped out of the armored vehicle and fled frantically. The power of the sound wave is pervasive, and even the thick armor can't carry it.

"It's... This..."

General Aung Hlaing was stunned, and his heart fell to the bottom.

In a flash, Chen Fan actually killed thousands of soldiers. And General Aung Hlaing's army of 20 battalions has been dispersed by the end of the army. Even the officers jumped out. After all, under the sound wave, it doesn't matter if you are a soldier or an officer.

"Kill a thousand people in one roar. Powerful enough to rival a cloud burst bomb. Is this the myth of the world, the only horror of the god list?"

Venerable Jin trembled and said.

He had already recognized Chen Fan's identity at this time.

Except for Chen Beixuan, who is high on the god list and overlooks all living beings. Who has such terrifying power? That is, whether the Great Witch God has it, Venerable Jin is skeptical.

"His Holiness... What are we going to do?"

General Aung Hlaing shrank his head and shuddered.

"Chen Beixuan is here, not necessarily for our Dark Witch Sect, maybe just passing by, you don't need to be afraid. Venerable Jin said calmly. The Black Witch Sect and Chen Fan have no grievances and no hatred, and Chen Fan will not easily offend an old god realm.

But I saw that Chen Fan turned into a blue light and shot in front of the two of them, looking indifferently:

"You're from the Dark Witch Cult?"

"Black Witch Sect, under the throne of the Great Witch God, the 'Venerable Wu Xian' of the Nine Venerables, Jin Wu Xian, meet Immortal Master Chen. Venerable Jin bowed his head slightly. "I don't know if the immortal master is here, but I ask for forgiveness, and the younger generation will notify the general altar and inform the ancestor..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Chen Fan's eyes cold, and a cyan sword slashed into the air.

"The people of the Dark Witch Cult deserve to die!"

"Huh?"

Before Venerable Jin could react, he was directly slashed in two by Chen Fan. And General Aung Hlaing, who was next to him, was sprayed with blood all over his head, and he was directly frightened and fell unconscious.

After Chen Fan killed the Venerable Jin, he turned into a blue light, like a land rainbow, shooting towards the center of Burma.

As for General Aung Hlaing, as well as the troops in the Northwest Border Region, in Chen Fan's eyes, they are like ants. Their combat effectiveness is not even comparable to that of the Japanese 14th Brigade, and they are not vulnerable at all.

"Boom. ”

An hour later.

Chen Fan was on the outskirts of Bamo, and single-handedly broke a regiment of the Burmese army, and by the way, he entered Bamo City, and killed seventy-three Black Witch Sect disciples from top to bottom, and then walked away, leaving only the stunned citizens of Bamo.

Two hours later.

Thirty miles away from Mandalay City, Chen Fan broke through the 3rd Infantry Division of the Burmese Army head-on. Entering Mandalay City again, the flying sword swept, killing one hundred and seventy-five Dark Witch Sect disciples in one go, and slashed the head of the mayor of Mandalay City with a single sword. Because this mayor is too closely involved with the Dark Witch Cult, he is almost a puppet of the Dark Witch Cult.

Three hours later.

Outside Mitiera City, Chen Fan killed three Black Witch Venerables with one enemy and three with one sword, and by the way, killed hundreds of the most elite special forces of the Burmese army, and the Burmese army was defeated again.

Four hours later.....

Chen Fan came without concealment, killing gods when he met gods, and killing Buddhas when he met Buddhas. Every time you pass through a city, you will inevitably kill the disciples of the Dark Witch Sect in that area from top to bottom.

He swept away his thoughts, and all those who practiced the secret methods of the Dark Witch Sect, or who had a black aura on their bodies, were completely exposed.

Chen Fan traveled all the way, killing hundreds of Dark Witch Sect disciples one after another, and crushing an army of tens of thousands of people by the way. No matter how much the Burmese government frantically mobilized the army, and even sent fighter jets, it couldn't stop Chen Fan at all.

Those third-generation fighters didn't even have missiles, and they were directly cut down by Chen Fan with a sword.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Wherever Chen Fan passed, he left behind a piece of wreckage, broke the army and killed the generals, stepped on the city to exterminate the clan, and there were countless witnesses. At this time, not to mention the Burmese government, even people from other countries were alarmed.

Five hours later, the capital of Myanmar was in sight.

......

"Is this the capital of Burma?"

Chen Fan stood on the outskirts, overlooking this majestic city. And in front of him, an army that had gathered from all directions, extremely hasty. These troops were black and black, crowded with people, not to mention tens of thousands of people? But most of their faces were full of confusion and horror.

In the sky, more than a dozen helicopters and fighter jets were whizzing and wandering in the distance, not daring to approach.

But Chen Fan didn't pay attention to these people, his gaze had already shot to the pitch-black volcano outside the capital.

The Cult of Dark Witch has finally arrived.

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