Chapter 707: The Young Master Comes to the World (5)

"Don't think! This Ancient Martial Realm is a hidden holy place in my Huaxia, how can it be handed over to you people who have no humanity. ”

Just when the ancient martial arts world was in a silent panic, Pei Lao stepped forward and raised his hand to point at the phantom shadow in the aperture of the sky.

"Yes, you must not hand over the Ancient Martial Realm to you demons."

Rong Yi Nai and the two elders glanced at each other, and a trace of determination flashed in their eyes.

Whether it's the missiles dropped by planes, or those tanks that landed, or the mercenary killers, or those terrible scorpions, it proves that these people are not good people.

If the Ancient Martial Realm is accused by them, then what kind of predicament will the monks here face?!

"Hmph, I know what you guys think? Isn't it just a desperate fight? Well, then I will fulfill you! ”

The thin figure waved his hand, and then four missiles were shot out of nowhere in the ancient martial realm, locking on to Rong Yi Nai and the two guardians.

"Don't!"

In the crowd, Shangguan Lingxiu shouted in horror, these two were her mentors.

Although he is a little Zhuge in the ancient martial arts world, she has never seen the development of science and technology in the outside world, nor the power of real thermal weapons, so many of her deductions have deviated from the original set results.

Rumble!

Those missiles were attracted by Rong Yiyi, and then the bones were blown up in the air.

"Rong Yi!"

Naitwo, screaming in pain.

"Rong Yi Guardian!"

The monks on the East End Mountain fell to their knees, tears falling from their eyes.

"Hehe, how is it, have you figured it out? If you haven't thought about it yet, I don't mind leaving no one in the entire Ancient Martial Realm tonight! The hateful thin shrugged his shoulders, and the man said coldly again, "I hope you can understand your situation, and in a flash, it is life and death." Give you the last ten minutes to think about it! ”

"Brute!"

"Scum!"

"Bastard!"

"Not human!"

……

The people of the ancient martial arts world scolded in their hearts, but when they thought of those terrible missiles just now, they immediately shuddered.

The man in the light curtain brought himself a glass of red wine, and seemed to be very satisfied with the results of tonight's operation, and at the same time, a new batch of blitzkrieg fighters and large transport planes flew into the ancient martial arts realm through the light curtain one after another.

……

"Grandpa, what are we going to do?" Pei Nianweidai's eyebrows furrowed into Sichuan characters, and she was eager to wait for Pei Lao's answer.

At the same time, the young elites who came in together all changed into camouflage uniforms of the Chinese special forces, and even Yang Peng and Lu Zichen were fully armed, wearing smart binoculars, carrying various bullets and firearms on their backs, waiting for Pei Lao's instructions at any time.

The monks of the three major sects and the eight great families all stood with swords and swords, showing hatred in their eyes, preparing for a bloody battle.

And most of the monks of the Ancient Martial Realm were hiding with trembling bodies, they were really frightened by those terrifying war planes.

Bing Yu looked at the person in the sky with a complicated face, and said softly at the corner of her mouth: "Father, why are you doing this?" Are we really going to be enemies? ”

Unfortunately, the figure in the aperture didn't notice her at all.

"Woo, Sister Bingyu, is the young master really unable to come out? But why can I feel that he is alive! ”

Xia Lingwen hugged Bingyu's arm and cried.

"Ling Wen, don't worry, even if Yeshuai doesn't come back, I will make sure you're okay."

Bing Yu finally made up her mind.

……

"Hehe, it's time, now tell me the answer!"

The shadow of the thin man in the night sky reappeared, looking at the only old man still standing in the air.

The old man's hair was fluttering, and the old tears in his eyes had not yet dried.

Rong Yi and him are Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, they have relied on each other for more than 60 years and are each other's confidants, and now Rong Yi's body is gone, how can he survive? So, in his throat, a word was shouted:

"Fight!"

This word, like the war drums of the ancient martial arts world, completely ignited the resistance of everyone in the ancient martial arts world.

"Battle"

Great Elder Li Tian also shouted angrily and flew to Naoer's side.

"Fight!"

The elders of the three major sects flew into the sky together, blocking Naoji's side.

"Fight!"

All kinds of sect elders flew into the sky one after another, and they also landed beside Naoji.

……

In the blink of an eye, the sky was full of monks who could pre-control flight, and a large area of black pressure was pressed.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what else you can do." A cold light flashed in the thin man's eyes, and then he snorted coldly, "Come on! ”

"Attack in unison!"

With the angry shout of the two guardians, everyone all held the heart of death, and all of them attacked their spiritual powers, gathered together, and formed a huge energy cannon, which was ingested towards the figure in the light curtain.

Sou.

The energy cannon attacked the light curtain fiercely, like a flood and beast, engulfing the light curtain in an instant.

However, whether it was the people in the heavens who united in action, or the monks on the East End Mountain, all of them raised their hearts to their throats, and no one was confident that this blow would shatter the light curtain.

Bang!

As the energies collided, the night sky was lit up by a field of colorful light.

Click!

The light curtain actually cracked this time.

"Whew!"

Seeing that the attack had an effect, the crowd finally let out cheers.

However, the next moment, their faces, which had just smiled a little, immediately froze.

For them, they saw that in all directions, there were more than 20 missiles, shooting towards the people standing in the air, dragging their long fiery red tails.

"Not good!"

"Disperse!"

The monk looked at the missiles that were flying and immediately fled in all directions.

"I want to escape, it's too late!" In the cracked light curtain, the thin man showed a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, "Let's all die!" ”

The monks watching the battle at the end of the mountain showed a look of despair and horror in their eyes, and exclaimed, "Don't! ”

Those missiles even the Realm Lord and the Guardian of Rong Yi were maimed and destroyed by these missiles, how could those people in the air be opponents now.

This time, the Ancient Martial Realm was completely defeated!

Almost everyone thinks that those masters of the ancient martial arts world will definitely die, and the ancient martial arts world has been defeated without suspense, and the tragedy will completely grandify this peerless paradise-like space.

Because, no one can save them now!

……

"Bang!"

"Whoa!"

However, just when everyone closed their eyes in despair, just as those missiles were about to fly over, the light curtain shattered and collapsed, and at the same time, a huge triangular flying machine rushed out.

This aircraft is very weird, different from the previous fighters and large transport planes.

He is a combination of three circles in the upper, middle and lower, which not only looks powerful and domineering, but also has a very special artistic beauty.

Boom boom boom~

Immediately, dozens of explosions were heard, resounding in the sky, shaking the Eastern Guwu, and countless warhead fragments collapsed to the foot of the East End Mountain.

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