State of Arhanstan, Umahan Plain.

"Commander, the other party is a god, how to fight?"

"Run!"

On the intercom, his men were yelling at Hassan in terror.

"Celestial pun!"

"What about the tank company, drive it over to Lao Tzu!"

Hassan's face flashed with madness, he had just won this region, and he was about to claim the throne of Arhanstan, even if it was really a god, he didn't want to stop Lao Tzu!

Not far away, more than a dozen old, sixties tanks of the last century, rumbled over.

At the same time, hundreds of soldiers followed more than a dozen tanks and surrounded Zhao Junyu in the air from all directions.

Zhao Junyu sneered, not caring at all.

He didn't care about the old tanks armed in this place.

Several tanks were the first to fire into the sky, and at such a close distance, if a shell hit, you, the god, would be blown to pieces!

Hassan smirked, he was going to kill the gods today!

In the dense forest in the distance, Lu Jian, Lu Yao and a group of expatriates saw the tanks surrounding them and opened fire one after another.

I can't help but be shocked, no matter how good this Mr. Zhao is, he will be bombarded to death in the face of a torrent of steel weighing dozens of tons!

There was a whoosh, and everyone felt a flower in front of them.

Zhao Junyu actually flew up hundreds of meters in the air at the moment when the tank fired, like a rocket!

If you slow down the camera, the shells almost as he jumped, shuttling past his original foothold.

He actually had an urge to resist the shells just now, but after thinking about it, it was better not to be too shocking.

Wow! Everyone looked up and exclaimed, Superman in the movie didn't have such speed!

Before everyone could react, Zhao Junyu had already rushed down.

"Get out of here!"

A punch blasted out, and the strong and violent fist wind seemed to condense into a huge iron ball like pig iron, which bombarded a tank battery at once, and the battery was directly blown away, and then the whole two tanks directly turned out, rolled several times in a row, and exploded with a bang, and the raging fire ignited.

Oh my god! Everyone didn't have time to scream.

Zhao Junyu had already fallen to the ground, "Knock, bang!"

He actually grabbed the barrel of a tank directly with both hands, and then under the horrified gaze of everyone, "Get out of here!"

Zhao Junyu actually lifted the tank weighing dozens of tons and pulled it out at once.

"It's certainly not human!"

For a while, no matter how far or near, this thought popped up in everyone's hearts.

There were only a few pious old men, who didn't pay attention to what Zhao Junyu was doing at all, but kept praying silently and bowing down to him.

The dozens of tons of tank, like throwing a basketball, was like throwing a basketball by Zhao Junyu, with the sound of heavy metal breaking through the air, rolled a few times, smashed several deep pits on the ground, and then smashed on another tank.

The two tanks suddenly fell apart into a pile of scrap metal, and the soldiers inside were all smashed into pulp, and dozens of soldiers around them were also stoned to death.

"It's over, run!"

"How else is this going to be fought?"

"You can't even kill a tank!"

Lots and lots of soldiers were so frightened that they threw their guns and ran.

Zhao Junyu was like a tiger in the group, almost destroying a tank with one punch, throwing and smashing it like a humanoid steel monster, and suddenly more than a dozen tanks were rushed to pieces by him.

Many of these local armed forces originally believed in the gods, but at this time, many of them had lost their fighting spirit and abandoned their weapons and fled.

Zhao Junyu's face was indifferent, like a cold-faced killing god.

The cultivation of the Yuan Infant Period was fully open, and a few punches were thrown, like a monstrous hurricane blowing on the flat ground, and those armed soldiers who fled in all directions were like cotton wool in the wind, and large pieces were torn to pieces.

In just twenty minutes, more than half of the more than 1,000 armed soldiers have been wiped out!

"Horse stepper, Lao Tzu will shoot you!"

Hassan saw that he had developed his hard-fought armament, and more than half of it was wiped out at once.

The mind has long been mad, it doesn't matter if you are a god or not, this land is mine, I am the king of Arhanstan.

Endless power, beauty, and money are all Lao Tzu's, and the gods can't take them away!

Hassan personally manipulated the heavy machine guns on the armored vehicles, commanded the remaining armored vehicles, and fired fiercely at Zhao Junyu in unison!

The power of these heavy machine guns is almost not inferior to those small-caliber machine guns, and they are replaced with large armor-piercing bullets, which can be exploded even by light tanks!

Dozens of fierce bursts of fire formed a long tongue of fire to shoot at Zhao Junyu at close range.

These large-caliber heavy machine guns fired in unison, blocking all the ways of Zhao Junyu, forming several long and dense steel fire curtains, no matter where the opponent went, or even upward, he would be hit!

"At such a close distance, again an armor-piercing bullet. ”

"Look where you're hiding!"

Hassan bit his cigar with a hideous madness on his face.

However, Zhao Junyu's figure did not pause at all, and crashed straight into the fire curtain.

Bang bang bang!

At such a close distance, it was a heavy machine gun replaced with armor-piercing bullets, and under the dense rain of bullets like a fire curtain, Zhao Junyu's Zhenyuan shield trembled violently, and finally began to appear a few cracks.

Dozens of long bullets, through the cracks, hit!

Hassan was about to raise his arms and shout, but the next moment, he saw a ghost.

"Vientiane Body Refining Technique, Sixth Layer!"

Zhao Junyu's whole body suddenly swelled two or three times, and his whole body was glowing with a silver-white metallic color, and when the bullet hit him, it left only a shallow white mark, and it was gone!

Even armor-piercing machine gun bullets could not penetrate Zhao Junyu's body.

All those who witnessed all this, near and far, have fallen into petrification and doubted life.

"My God, is his body made of high-strength alloy?"

"It's a body of steel, such a strong firepower will also leave craters, and his skin is not broken!"

This heavy machine gun with armor-piercing bullets can penetrate steel plates of general thickness, but as a result, Zhao Junyu did not leave a single bullet mark on his body, even the legend says that Shaolin's King Kong can't do it, right?

In the dense forest in the distance, Lu Jian, Lu Yao and other special forces personnel, who had been watching all this in a daze, saw this scene, and their hearts were filled with strange thoughts.

Zhao Junyu is on the small island of Sicily, and he has already broken through together with the Yuan Infant Stage and the Sixth Layer of the Body Refining Technique!

With a snort, in the desperate eyes of all the local armed personnel, Zhao Junyu's metal giant arm like an iron pillar swept over in a few clicks, and the remaining few armored vehicles were directly swept into a pile of parts.

"No!"

"I am the god of Arhanstan!"

Hassan shouted in despair, and the next moment, he was directly slapped flat by Zhao Junyu's giant arm, even with people and armored vehicles, and there were no bones left or slag.

The giant arm swept up a large hurricane, and along with the remnants of the armed men, all were torn into a mist of blood.

Of the more than 1,000 soldiers, only about 100 escaped.

"Tenjin, Kamui!"

"God forbid!"

"Thank the gods for help!"

After a moment of silence, all the thousands of civilians in the distance knelt down and let out a tsunami-like cry.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)