"Oh my god, how did he do it!?"

Turgchev's eyes widened, and his face was bruised, as if someone had grabbed his throat.

These helicopters are the latest heavy Ka-50 attack helicopters of the Russian army, and there are only 30 in the entire division, and 12 are lost at one time, in addition to dozens of elite soldiers on the helicopters, what a heavy loss, his heart is dripping blood.

Ostrov's heart trembled and muttered: "This kid really deserves his reputation, and he deserves to be the legendary strong man against the sky!"

The strength of the Chinese boy far exceeded his estimates.

"General, general, others are in the air, we can't lock on, do we still want to bomb?"

At this time, the pilots on the four Su-35 fighters asked for instructions in surprise.

"Bomb it! Launch all the missiles, don't concentrate a little, cover all the area around him, and see where he runs!"

Turgchev yelled into the microphone.

"Whoosh-"

Four warplanes were launched in turn, and a dense array of missiles were fired at an area of several square kilometers centered on Mo Xiaofan.

"This time, I'm afraid you can't escape!"

Witnessing this scene, Ostrov couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that Mo Xiaofan would definitely die.

More than 20 laser-guided bombs, not to mention the powerhouses of the God Realm, I am afraid that they are real immortals, they will also be blown to ashes on the spot.

"Hmph, if you want to put the master to death, then be prepared to pay a heavy price!"

Mo Xiaofan's divine mind detected the missile's flight trajectory, and used the star-chasing step to the extreme, and with each step, he casually threw out two attack jade talismans.

He took nine steps in one breath, threw a total of eighteen attack jade talismans, and detonated nine missiles in advance.

However, the missiles flying were too scattered and numerous, and in addition to the nine that were exploded by him, more than ten missiles were about to fly above his head.

"It's all for the master!"

Mo Xiaofan snorted, his hands shook suddenly, and dozens of jade talismans flew away like scattered flowers of a heavenly maiden.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Six more missiles exploded in the air, but there were still five missiles that exploded around them, and the violent explosion shook the ground, and together with the terrifying fire that erupted from the dozen missiles detonated in the air, the entire valley was completely covered in flames.

"With such a high-plot bombardment, not even a single bacterium will live in that area, let alone a person!"

Turgchev stared viciously at the valley, which had become a sea of fire, and let out a foul breath.

"Helicopter is close to search, make sure that kid is killed!"

Ostrov also felt that the chances of Mo Xiaofan surviving were very small, but he didn't dare to be careless, because he knew too well that if that kid survived, it would be a disaster for Russia.

"It's best that kid still has a breath, Lao Tzu should roast him well, and sacrifice his head to the warriors of the empire!"

Turgchev gritted his teeth, such a heavy loss made it difficult for him to swallow this breath. In addition, he saw that the Chinese boy's earth-shattering methods were able to explode the missile, which also made him instinctively uneasy.

"A few small missiles, you want to blow up the master? You guys are too whimsical, aren't you?"

Suddenly, a cold voice exploded in the ears of Turgchev and the others.

"Quasi-talking?"

Turgchev thought he was hallucinating.

Ostrov's heart sank, and he said, "He's not dead, he's coming!"

"What do you mean? Didn't he get killed, how could that be? Where is he?...... Hurry up, everyone's ready to fight, ready to fire!!"

Turgchev was an excellent professional soldier, and he gave the right orders at the first time despite the extraordinary panic.

"Sarah!"

Ostrov stood up and grabbed at the roof of the armored car, the armor plate like papier-mâché, a hole ripped open alive, and he flew into the night sky with a whoosh, followed by four of his men.

"Oh my God, tear the armor!"

Turgchev and several of his lieutenants were shocked, they had already seen the unpredictable ghosts of the Chinese boys, but they were far less nerve-stimulating than the terrifying scenes in front of them, which was far beyond their cognition.

The regiment of well-trained mechanics was quickly ready to meet the enemy for fire.

Under the starry sky, a figure as tall as a sword stepped on the snow, and walked straight towards the steel torrent lined with muzzles and muzzles.

"Two thousand meters...... 1,800 meters ......"

Mo Xiaofan's pace was not fast, but he stepped by tens of meters, completely ignoring the countless muzzle barrels, and quickly pressed towards the armored division that was waiting for him.

"Bang ......"

One of the soldiers standing at the front was so nervous that the gun in his hand went off the rails, and all the bullets were fired. To everyone's amazement, those bullets flew in front of the boy, but they hit a golden circle of light, unable to move forward.

The soldiers were shocked to the brains and saw the weirdest scene in their lives.

"Die. ”

Mo Xiaofan waved his palm lightly, and the bullets hovering in front of him flew upside down, each bullet seemed to have eyes, and shot at a soldier's head respectively, and suddenly, more than twenty elite soldiers were shot and killed.

"Oh my God, is he God!?"

The Russian soldier was terrified, and the hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

"God's fart, he's a Huaxia cultivator, fire quickly!"

Turgchev hissed angrily.

Hearing the howl of the Supreme Commander, the soldiers seemed to wake up from their slumber.

"Bang bang bang-"

Rifles and all kinds of machine guns were the first to fire, hundreds of barrels spewed flames, so close at a distance, there was no need to aim at all, dense bullets were overwhelming, not to mention that there was a person standing in front of him, and even a fly could kill him.

However, what once again stunned the Russian GIs.

The Chinese boy descended like a god, a golden shield rose in front of him, and countless bullets were shot on it, all of them flew back the same way, shooting the soldiers who fired them one by one.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of soldiers who had fired were all killed by their own bullets.

"How is this possible!!

The soldiers who had not yet had time to shoot all thought that they had seen a ghost, and if they dared to shoot again, they would not be looking for death.

"Quick, fire! The main gun, howitzer, and rocket artillery are all fired!!"

Seeing so many elite subordinates die in the blink of an eye, Turgchev was close to madness, roaring and giving the order to fire.

At this time, there was a chill in his heart, and the Chinese boy who came with the guns couldn't even blow up a laser-guided bomb!

"Boom—"

A rocket launcher roared, and a salvo was thirty-six high-explosive bombs, each of which was enough to kill all living things in an area of nearly 100 square meters.

In an instant, thirty-six shells completely enveloped the thousands of square meters where Mo Xiaofan was located, and then, dozens of fireballs rose into the sky, and the ice, snow and mud set off were like giant pillars, and the firelight was intertwined, completely turning into a sea of fire, and dense shrapnel flew.

Such a high-intensity explosion, the formation of thousands of degrees of high temperature will instantly evaporate the air completely, if not blown up will be burned to death, not burned to death will be suffocated to death, in short, there is no possibility of survival.

However, before the Russian soldiers could breathe a sigh of relief and a scene that shocked their eyeballs appeared, they saw a figure shrouded in golden light walk out of the skyrocketing firelight.

"Oh my God, you can't kill with rockets!"

Even these well-trained elite soldiers are psychologically shaken.