"Did it work?"

Overlooking the Ye family manor that turned into a sea of fire, the gang leader Long Zhantian whispered to himself.

If the other party can kill his son, he must be a powerful warrior, or a powerful existence that transcends the warrior class and reaches the level of a general.

"My son Long Jianfei has the capital of the Great Emperor, and the character who should have been flying for nine days, but his great future was ruined in the hands of this Ye Han!"

Long Zhantian clenched his fists, in his eyes, Long Jianfei was very extraordinary when he was born, he didn't cry or make trouble, he could walk in three days, and he could recite ancient poems in a week, and he was really the reincarnation of a god.

What's even more terrifying is that he became a martial artist at the age of ten, and he can also create a set of martial arts called "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent", and his dragon-shaped true qi is even more powerful.

Warriors are also divided into three levels, warriors, generals, and gods of war, and each level is divided into, primary, intermediate, and advanced.

Even if it is just a junior warrior, this weakest martial artist is only one out of a thousand.

Not to mention, a genius like Long Jianfei, who is only twenty-three years old and has the strength of a junior general, is rare to see.

Not only that, but his son Long Jianfei also had extraordinary achievements in other fields, constantly proposing various novel theories, and was able to create a script and language called Hanyu on his own.

"God is jealous of talents!"

For a while, Long Zhantian beat his chest and stomped, filled with grief and anger.

"I hate it!"

Long Zhantian roared in a low voice, gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Han, this gang will mainly break you into ten thousand pieces!"

His eyes were extremely gloomy, staring at the Ye family manor with a sea of fire and corpses all over the field, and his mood was slightly relieved and a little more happy.

"Haha, under the bombardment of dozens of rockets and the salvo of tens of millions of guns, Ye Han, you little bastard will definitely die!"

But a second younger, his smile stopped abruptly.

I heard a loud roar.

The sea of fire was sliced open, and a figure rushed out, and above his body was enveloped by a huge giant in dark red armor, blocking all cannon fire.

It was Ye Han, his black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were cold like lightning, the red glow on his body was burning, and a dark red ghost-faced giant appeared, at this moment, he was like a ghost.

Ye Han advanced step by step, the building behind him was collapsing, the earth was sinking, his figure was not high, but at this moment, everyone seemed to be a demon shadow across the heavens and the earth.

"Whew-"

"Who is this person sacred?

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed people in all directions couldn't help but breathe and exclaimed.

"This son is not a thing in the pool. ”

Long Zhantian, who has always been steady, also changed color in shock after seeing this, this Ye Han's physique is at most only the level of a junior general, but that mysterious dark red armor has amazing defense.

"It might be a special weapon. ”

A high-ranking old man of the Tianlong Gang expressed his opinion, and this speculation was recognized by most people.

"Ye Zhiyuan, your son is as difficult as you!"

Long Zhantian's face was gloomy, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"All of them attack, kill Ye Han at any cost!"

Long Zhantian issued a cruel order.

Military advisor Yang Gong frowned, feeling that this order was inappropriate, and suggested: "The whole army will attack, the terror will suffer heavy losses, why not expand the encirclement and consume him with artillery fire?"

"Shut up!"

Long Zhantian scolded, and said coldly: "Once the encirclement is expanded, it is inevitable that there will be loopholes, giving this son a chance to escape." Everyone obeys orders! Attack the gang leader directly, and use the tactics of crowds to kill him!"

"But—"

Yang Gong was entangled for a while, but still chose to be silent.

Even though he was dissatisfied, he still didn't dare to anger Long Zhantian, who was in pain of losing his son.

A life.

The armed forces frantically assaulted, on the ground, the tanks crushed in groups, in the sky, the helicopter gunship approached at a low altitude, and the huge machine gun shot out wildly towards Ye Han.

Ye Han's face was solemn, he originally planned to use the smoke generated by the artillery bombardment as a cover, and use ninjutsu to escape in chaos, but at this moment, this group of armed forces rushed up like crazy, leaving him no space at all, if this continues, he will die of exhaustion.

For the first time in his life, he encountered a life-and-death crisis, but this also made his blood boiling, his fighting spirit surging, and he had an indescribable pleasure.

A manly man, he should really gallop on the battlefield.

Then, he got his hands dirty!

While blocking the attack with Susanoo, he looked up at the helicopter gunship in the sky.

"Amaterasu!"

As soon as the words fell, in an instant, a black flame ignited at the focal point of the field of vision.

Black flames containing the meaning of death bloomed on the sky, and before everyone could react, the flames had already swept the sky, burning the sky to the point that the sky was about to twist.

"Boom!"

The roar of the explosion continued to sound, and the low-flying gunship was drowned in the sea of fire, and in less than a moment, thick black smoke rose into the sky, the wings were collapsing, and the entire fuselage was falling apart.

"Where did this black flame come from?!"

"Damn, why can't this guy be extinguished!?"

"Oh no, all the team members hurry up and skydive!!"

The pilots were shouting that even if some people parachuted out decisively, they would not survive if they accidentally got infected with the black flame.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Helicopters fell to the ground one after another, smashing the surrounding buildings, transportation facilities, and parks into ruins, and even some of the Draco Gang troops were affected and chaotic.

Thick smoke billowed and flames filled the sky, as if a natural disaster had befallen her.

Military advisor Yang Gong felt heartache for a while, and sighed, needless to say, the economic losses caused by this war are too huge, and it can be expected that there will be a huge deficit in the treasury this year.

"What's this black flame!?"

Long Zhantian was not interested in finances or anything like that, he just frowned and stared at this mysterious and terrifying black flame.

This black fire was unheard of, he had been crisscrossing the Eastern Regions for many years, not to mention that he had never seen anything like it, and he had never even heard of it.

"Is this guy an anomalous?"

Military advisor Yang Gong felt that this young man was too rebellious, the martial artist cultivated the physique, and the alien was unpredictable.

Some can control the elements, some control the spirit of others, and all kinds of means are difficult to prevent.

And the black flame used by Ye Han, in the eyes of Yang Gong and the others, this son is an elemental ability who can control flames.

"Helper, do you want to retreat first, and then think about it in the long run?"

Yang Gong was very distressed, in an instant, the Sky Force was almost lost, if the Land Force was destroyed again, then the position of the Heavenly Dragon Gang would be in jeopardy.

"Retreat?"

Long Zhantian sneered.

"Yang Gong, maybe you think that this Ye Han will only hate me alone, if he escapes now, he will only take my head to relieve his hatred in the future, and when the time comes, the Tianlong Gang will still be the Tianlong Gang, and it will not change due to the death of the gang leader. ”

"Bang".

Yang Gong was so frightened that he knelt down directly, sweating profusely, and said in a panic: "My subordinates will never dare to have such thoughts!"

"Really?"

Long Zhantian's cold eyes swept away, and the cold light flashed in his hand.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered.

Looking at it again, Yang Gong's head rolled to the ground, dead and blind.

There was still a little blood on the war knife in Long Zhantian's hand.

"Whew-"

The command office was silent, and the rest of the high-level members of the gang were all as earthy as their faces, and only then did they remember that although this Long Zhantian had not made a move for more than ten years, he was a high-level general, and he was almost invincible in Tianhe City.

"The leader of this gang has always been kind-hearted, but he made you bastards climb up the pole, and today let you understand that this Tianlong Gang is Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu is the Tianlong Gang!"

Long Zhantian's eyes swept away, and everyone was retreating, not daring to look at each other.

"Mobilize all the troops in the city, and fight with Ye Han endlessly!"

After establishing his majesty, he quickly gave orders.

"Yes. ”

This time, there was no opposition.

On the other side, after Ye Han swept through the sky troops in an instant, he was also subjected to a huge backlash, his eyes were bleeding, and even his vision was a little confused, and the chakra was also extremely consumed, and Susa could not maintain it.

"He can't hold on!"

"Don't be afraid, keep firing!"

"Brothers, we will win, even if the god of war comes, we can consume him!"

The momentum of the Tianlong Gang is not too weak, and anyone can see that Ye Han is now the end of the strong crossbow.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Countless bullets and shells of all kinds came in, and Susanoo suddenly showed a few cracks, like a piece of glass about to shatter.

"Ahem—"

Ye Han seemed to be unable to hold on, and blood appeared at the corners of his mouth.