Days of fighting on the island of Nebreda. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Whenever Fang Cheng looked up at the starry sky, his heart always had a slight understanding...... On this small island, bloody battles, fighting for their lives, defending their homeland, and fighting at the forefront.

And, this moment.

Ancient fear it's coming.

Disaster is coming, terror is about to engulf you.

This is a time to defend humanity, to defend our homeland, to protect our lives.

......

Fang Cheng stood in the living room and sighed softly.

I'm here, the sea of clouds is there.

As long as I'm still here, I won't teach the ancient fear to enter the sea of clouds.

This sentence seems to be said lightly, but it contains an incomparably strong will.

Because at this moment in this life, Fang Cheng has no regrets, no regrets, life is happy enough, and life is enjoyable enough.

But there are still no regrets in death, but there are no regrets in death.

With a gentle stride, I opened the bedroom door and stepped inside...... Standing beside the bed, Fang Cheng looked at Lin Nuannuan gently, his fingers stretched out, and he gently tapped a few acupoints.

The girl slept more deeply.

Here, it is the north side of the sea of clouds...... The ancient fear of nuclear energy as the goal is that it will inevitably come from the south, so Lin Nuannuan is sleeping here soundly, which is safe enough.

Step out of the door of the villa and lock the security door.

Fang Cheng took out his mobile phone and dialed Minister Long's phone: "Minister Long, have you determined the location of the ancient terror's attack?"

"It has been determined, and it is expected that in twelve minutes, Gu Panic will arrive at the mouth of the Huangpu River!"

"Good. ”

Fang Cheng hung up the phone.

"Buzz. ”

Phone vibrate.

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, he pursed his lips, and the mobile phone in his palm seemed to weigh 10,000 catties...... Caller on the phone screen:

Mom.

Fang Cheng blinked his eyes and picked up the phone with a smile: "Mom." ”

"Son, mom only says one word, you are the best, you are the pride of mom in this life. ”

"Good. ”

Dad Fang Wendao's voice rang on the phone:

"Son, you have to come back to know no, your mother and I are waiting for you to come back, and your mother's mapo tofu has grown again...... Your mom and I are waiting for you at home. ”

"Good. ”

The phone hangs up.

Fang Chengqiang held back tears.

From beginning to end, Fang Cheng only said three words, because he didn't dare to say more, his heart, shoulders, and whole body were heavy.

I don't want to say more, I don't want to say more.

Fang Cheng let out an inexplicable cough from the depths of his throat, gritted his teeth, put his phone in his trouser pocket, and looked southeast.

Stop the ancient fears, complete the declaration, and go home for dinner.

So...... It's time to go!

"Bang!"

The lawn is bursting!

Fang Cheng broke through the sky and rose up!

"Whoosh!

The wind is tearing!

At an altitude of 100 meters, a white air flow stretched across the sky, like a bright meteor, piercing the sky!

......

Yunhai City.

On the streets, in the buildings, in the squares, countless people looked up.

At this moment, look up at the sky.

Seeing that white line, seeing that figure, and seeing that indomitable momentum, their hearts trembled, and they stared blankly.

That's Fang Cheng!

That is Fang Cheng who would rather fight to the death than flee from the battle!

But anyone who has some brains and can think deeply understands the difficulty of blocking ancient fears...... Eleven national-level immortals can defeat the ancient terror, but they still can't be killed!

In particular, the wisdom of the Internet people has already been summarized and analyzed, and the national-level warriors have been quantitatively compared with the ancient horrors:

An ancient fear is about equal to three to five national-level martial artists.

Moreover, the only national-level warrior in the continent of Australia, Sige, who fought against ancient terror and died in battle, has long been known to everyone.

Fang Cheng...... Can he stop the ancient terror?

I hope, I pray, I hope I can.

.........

Zhendan Building.

At this time, there was almost no one in the building.

Walking, scattering.

This is the closest shore to the East China Sea, and it is also the most dangerous place!

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

A figure broke through the sky!

The body is stagnant, and the gas explodes!

White circles rippled out, and the air trembled.

Fang Cheng stood on the roof of the Zhendan Building, overlooking the East China Sea faintly.

Can we stop the ancient horror? This is an unknown quantity.

But whether to block the ancient fear, this is no doubt, since it has been decided, we have to go all out, Fang Cheng's eyes flickered, the real air turned, and his mind turned one by one countermeasures.

The body of the ancient fear is 32,000 tons.

This is the most critical ...... If you want to stop the ancient terror, you must either fight it back head-on, or you can only do your best to damage it.

Attract attention, or...... Kill!

There was a wry smile on the corner of Fang Cheng's mouth.

Eleven national-level players joined forces, but none of them were able to kill the ancient terror.

Alone?

"Hum. ”

The vibrating sound sounded.

Fang Cheng took out his mobile phone and picked it up.

Minister Long's voice came from the phone: "General Fang, I am in the combat command room, and the military forces around the sea of clouds have all been mobilized, and I will cooperate with you to block it." ”

"Good. ”

"Admiral Fang, the ancient fear has come...... Fundamentally our satellite graphic observation, it is still 8.2 kilometers away from Yunhai City!"

"Directional?"

"Sure, I assure you, the direction of the ancient terror is the mouth of the Huangpu River, and you ...... now Over there?"

"Well, I'm on the roof of the Zhendan Building. ”

"Good...... The military will try to cooperate with you, you ...... Just do your best, the president has sent the latest instructions, if there is a disadvantage, or if you can't stop the ancient ......"

"Smack. ”

The phone just hung up.

Fang Cheng's eyes were indifferent, looking at the sea awe-inspiringly.

If?

There are no ifs.

If the ancient terror can wreak havoc, trample, destroy and destroy the sea of clouds, then there is only one possibility - the ancient terror has already stepped through his body.

Thinking about the island of Nebreda, one after another comrades-in-arms who would rather die than retreat, even if they are seriously injured, they will fight to the death.

The teammates of the Ninth Patrol of Hacksaw Mountain, Jian Heng and Chen Hu, and the Iron Guard Valley, are comrades-in-arms, including the first-level, professional-level invincible powerhouses, South American Red Python Zun, and Otea-

Sometimes, in the face of death, there is something more important than death.

The sea breeze blows.

Pitching silently.

Fang Cheng's mind, will, body, and true qi were almost condensed together, this is sublimation, this is baptism.

"Wow. ”

The waves crashed on the shore.

Fang Cheng's gaze shrank tightly, and on the sea level in the distance, ancient fears appeared!

It's coming!

Unlike the battle against Vilia, this is the sea of clouds in Huaguo, and only Fang Cheng is alone here.

"Whew. ”

Exhale lightly.

Fang Cheng's body burst out!

The Ancient Fear must be kept out of Yunhai City!

I'm Fang Cheng, I'm here, the sea of clouds is here!

"Bang bang!"

The air flow is bursting!

A pure white meteor rose from the roof of the Zhendan Building, cutting through thousands of obstacles and shattering countless hesitations!

The tide is ringing!

Star speed, star speed!

Shoot to—Ancient Horror!

――

Fang Cheng stared closely ahead.

The heart was pounding.

This time, unlike the island of Nibreda, it is different from Vidoya...... There are no comrades-in-arms here, so you can only rely on yourself!

Pure white knife - round cut!

Fang Cheng's hands were closed, and one round knife after another was in the palm of his hand, trembling violently and compressing violently...... Three round cutters!

Fang Cheng, who is already at the pinnacle of the national industry, has greatly increased his strength!

Round!

Cut!

Knife!

...！

Three discs quietly switched away!