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A sword slashed nearly 10,000 Burmese troops, and no less than 50,000 or 60,000 Burmese soldiers knelt down to a Chinese boy and bowed down.

This scene not only made all the people of Myanmar tremble, but also made those tourists from all over the world who traveled in Naypyidaw crazy, puzzled and shocked.

Ye Feng was in a hurry, the Burmese army was almost unprepared to fight, and he didn't even have time to block the scene, this scene, of course, all fell into the eyes of countless people, countless people held their cameras to take pictures, and frantically transmitted this shocking scene of life-shattering to the social network, to personal space, and to the circle of friends......

"Who is this Chinese boy? My God, tens of thousands of troops can't suppress him, and they have knelt down to him and begged for mercy, is he really the god that the Burmese army said came to the world? ”

Some foreign tourists' hands trembled as they held up their cameras to take pictures.

"It's General Ye, my good man, General Ye only destroyed Dongying not long ago, is he going to destroy Burma again?" A Chinese embassy official in Myanmar exclaimed.

"Quick, quick, quick, send this news back to the capital, I heard that General Ye has always acted withdrawn, just like when he was in Dongying, even the military doesn't know what he wants to do, this time the capital definitely doesn't know that General Ye is going to make a record again, it seems that Myanmar is going to change hands from now on!" The speaker was a middle-aged woman in her thirties, the top official of the Chinese Embassy in Myanmar.

"It's definitely a headline, a headline that shook the world, and as long as I send this news back as soon as possible, the bonus will definitely be doubled this month. There are also a few veteran reporters, relying on their seniority higher than me, they usually don't give me a good face, and when I send back this world-shaking headline, I will see if they dare to show me a face in the future! A female reporter in her twenties took a "click" with her camera, then sat down next to a flower bed, took out the notebook she had carried with her, and began to click on the keyboard.

Although Myanmar is only a very backward and small country, the occurrence of such a world-shaking event in which one person breaks through 10,000 troops cannot but be taken seriously by all heads of state.

At this time, Ye Feng didn't pay any attention to the shock of these mortals.

He stared at the figure rising from the manor, and then an angry snort came from the figure, and a powerful spiritual force instantly collided with his divine sense.

Rumble!

In the void, a wave of terrain ripples erupted. Two incomparably huge spiritual forces collided in the air.

Ye Feng's figure didn't move, but the figure let out a muffled snort, obviously suffering a little loss.

When building the first layer of the foundation, Ye Feng's divine sense was extremely powerful, comparable to the SSS-level transcendents in Europe and the United States who were good at spiritual power, and now that he had built the third layer of the foundation, his divine sense was so strong, I am afraid that five or six European and American SSS-level transcendents would shoot together, and it may not be as strong as his divine sense.

Immediately after, an angry voice came from the figure:

"Ye Feng, you destroyed my Wu Clan's holy land, killed my son, and now you have broken into my Ten Thousand Poisons Gate Altar and destroyed the descendants of my vassal country, you must die today!"

As the voice sounded, a black mist that pierced through the heavens and the earth rose into the sky, with a thick black smoke, rushing towards Ye Feng.

Before others arrived, the sky was full of thick smoke, the heat wave was monstrous, and the entire sky over the manor was instantly covered with thick smoke.

"Oh my God, this is ......"

The female reporter who was typing heard the voice, looked up and just saw this scene, and the notebook in her palm fell to the ground in fright, and she covered her mouth with both hands, looking incredulous.

"It's the old witch god, the old witch god has come to save us!"

Seeing this scene, the Burmese soldiers who knelt on the ground exclaimed.

"Old Witch God!"

"Old Witch God!"

"Old Witch God!"

……

At this moment, all the soldiers bowed down again, but this time they did not worship Ye Feng, but worshiped the Xuanhan Mountain in the sky, the old witch god and god in the hearts of all Burmese people.

At this moment, all the senior officials of Myanmar, under the leadership of the president, put their hands together and collectively bowed to the Xuanhan Mountain in the sky.

At this moment, all the people of Burma fell to their knees, and their mouths were full of words.

At this moment, all the foreign tourists were shocked, stunned, and confused, they had no idea what was going on, and what kind of existence the monster in the sky was, which made all the Burmese people kneel and worship.

This scene is so crazy that all tourists, journalists, and officials from embassies in Myanmar are puzzled, puzzled, and confused.

A person can make a country bow down, is this still a human being?

"Xuan Hanshan, I thought you were going to keep shrinking into the turtle shell and didn't dare to come out." Ye Feng snorted coldly.

In the eyes of tens of thousands of kneeling Burmese, a blue light exploded from Ye Feng's body, and then he stepped out step by step, stepping into the air at a height of hundreds of meters, his body climbed higher and higher, looking up from below, it was like a helicopter taking off, and it was like a national satellite center launching a rocket satellite.

Then a punch blasted out, shattering all the black mist emitted by Xuanhan Mountain.

"Gods, this is definitely the birth of gods!"

Those tourist reporters didn't see the picture of Ye Feng slashing dozens of Burmese fighters in the air before, and at this moment, seeing Ye Feng flying into the sky like a body, they were all shocked on the spot.

Some believers who believed in gods and Buddhas also clasped their hands together and knelt down in front of Ye Feng's figure, just like the Burmese people.

"This is a divine war!"

In a courtyard on the outskirts of Naypyidaw, an old man looked up at the sky, the old man had a terrifying aura on his body, and he looked at least a strong man on the seventh or eighth floor of the ground level, but at this time his hands were trembling and trembling.

"Grandpa, what is a divine war?" A little girl asked with big bright eyes.

"Divine war is the battle between two strong men like gods." The old man said reverently.

"Grandpa, are there really gods in the world?" The little girl asked curiously.

"Grandpa doesn't know, but in the distant kingdom of China, martial arts prevail, and there are some strong people who will always break the laws of heaven and earth, and turn the general trend of heaven and earth for their own use, the means are magical, and they can do anything, such a strong man should be regarded as a god." The old man explained.

"Father, this young man should also be from Huaxia, it seems that what he just said is Chinese." At this time, a middle-aged man came over and said.

"Well, only the country of China can produce this kind of god who defy the sky, Xuanhan Mountain also came from China back then, but after he took control of Myanmar, he did the opposite, **** constantly, so that countless people of Myanmar live in the water and fire, I hope that this Chinese boy can kill it in one fell swoop, even if our Burma country becomes a subsidiary of the country of China, the people's life will definitely be ten times better than now." The old man said, a trace of anger flashing in his originally cloudy eyes.

"Father, then we ......," the middle-aged man asked cautiously.

"Let those dead soldiers sneak into the palace now, and let them kill all the officials once the young people of the Shangguo Kingdom of China kill Xuanhan Mountain, and today is the perfect time for our Haogang family to regain control of Burma." The old man's eyes shone with a sharp light.

"Yes!" When the middle-aged man heard this, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and he went down to make arrangements.

"Our Haogang family has been waiting for decades, and today we are finally waiting for this excellent opportunity to restore the country, the god of China, as long as you can kill Xuanhan Mountain, my Haogang family will respect you as a god, the only god in my Burma!" The old man looked at Ye Feng's figure in the air, and his eyes showed firm conviction.

"Grandpa, you usually say that Huaxia has Mo Tianji sitting in battle, no one is invincible, the Su State has Gref as a god, to protect the safety of the Su State, Tianzhu has Master Kashi as a belief, Tianzhu can become one of the great powers under the five empires, then, if this Chinese god can bless our Burma, will our Burma also become a strong country?" The little girl asked.

The old man touched the little girl's head and said kindly: "It is very difficult for us in Myanmar to become a strong country, at least in a hundred years, but if there is the protection of the Chinese gods, at least the surrounding small countries will not dare to use force against our Burma country, so that our Burmese country can develop its economy peacefully like the Chinese country, and when the economy is strong, there will be greater military strength, and the huge economic system and strong military force are also the most important criteria for measuring the strength of a country." ”

"Oh." The little girl nodded as if she didn't understand, and raised her binoculars to look over the Burmese king.

At this time, the battle between Ye Feng and Xuanhan Mountain, the battle of the gods in the hearts of the Burmese people, officially kicked off.