A lucky white-clothed saint was the first to pass through the fire blockade, his upper body twisted backwards unnaturally, and normal people would have twisted their bodies to this extent, and his eyes did not even have a trace of emotional change.

Throw the crystal spear with all your might, and stab it towards the retreating soldier with a whistling!

"Ah!!" A soldier burst out with almost all his potential, picking up a heavy machine gun and firing at the crystal spear in the air. The recoil of the heavy machine gun had cracked his jaw, but he was still unaware. Dozens of bullets hit the crystal spear in succession, and only then did it change its flight trajectory.

Even though the soldier kept pulling the trigger, there was only a clicking sound in the chamber of the gun, and a puff of hot green smoke rose from the chamber, but the soldier fell into madness. Extreme fear and the death of his comrades had driven him into a state of madness, and if someone hadn't dragged him backwards, he might have been pierced by countless spears in the next moment.

The officer in charge of the guard kept asking for help, and the radio station, which had always been used to receive orders, became a tool for him to roar and vent. The attack of the white-clothed saints was certain, but it was so unexpected that the unprepared border army of the city was caught off guard by the sudden attack, and directly lost one-third of its combat strength.

This is a desperate number, and the loss of a third of an army means that the front is completely lost and the troops are completely scattered.

Like a savior, the Stranger appeared on the main road linking Yanjing City. They wore black and red robes and held a variety of ability mediums in their hands, but none of the soldiers dared to laugh at them. Because this is the cutting-edge combat force cultivated by the military, a special force composed entirely of supernatural people.

With the officer's order, these agile strangers, like apes in the woods, did not hinder their movements in the slightest as the retreating army did not hinder their movements.

Fire, ice, thunder, and all sorts of abilities swept toward the Saints in White!

In the beginning, the Saints in White were engulfed by those abilities and would immediately turn to ashes or die on the spot. However, when the three-winged archangel waved his hand, a shield actually appeared on the white-clothed saint again.

And those abilities that continue to fly are all absorbed by this layer of shield, and then the spear in his hand will absorb all the abilities that are absorbed!

The supernatural who rushed to support was also discolored, and these people seemed to have the same ability, which was unimaginable among the supernatural.

However, at this moment, the three-winged archangel waved his arm again, and the sneer on his face became even stronger.

"I'll give you something fun. ”

The originally thin white-clothed saints instantly became burly, and each of them looked like bodybuilders, and their physical strength had expanded by more than ten times. At this time, the white-clothed saint was enough to compete with the third-order supernatural with his physical strength alone.

No matter how rich the military is, it is already the limit to be able to cultivate an average of about second-order supernatural troops. The third order beats the second order, and you can see which is better and which is worse at a glance.

"Where the hell did these monsters come from?" many of the Adepts fought and retreated, but their mouths were full of complaints.

"Look at their appearance, they look like they're from the Americas!"

"Isn't it already a dead place? Where did these people come from? ”

"You don't see their expressions glazed, they must be being controlled. Get ready, get ready to take on stronger enemies!" said one of the Ability Squad Leaders.

However, the three-winged archangel in the sky sneered: "Have you already guessed my existence? It seems that this group of ants has not yet reached the home stupidly, but what is the use of this! Even the lowest-level saints can't accept it, and they don't need me to take action directly." ”

However, at this moment, a wolf howl suddenly came from the north of Yanjing City. The voice was not loud, but it was elegant with a bit of pride! The bland battle spirit was like a volcano about to erupt, which made people feel a chilling feeling.

"What's it this time!, how come the mutant beasts are also running to join in the fun!" said the officer of the Anomaly Force with a somewhat ugly face.

However, a supernatural person next to him exclaimed, "No! there are people on the back of those mutant beasts!"

The officer snatched the binoculars and said urgently, "Show me!"

But after looking at it for a while, he was speechless in surprise: "How is this possible?!"

The strength of mutant beasts is related to their shape, and the more gorgeous the hair of the mutant beast, the more powerful it is. More than a dozen mutant wolves in the telescope, each drifting handsome, their hair dancing wildly in the wind like elves floating in the field. As an officer of the Anomaly Force, although he is not very powerful, his ability to analyze the battlefield is extremely accurate.

Not to mention that each of these mutant wolves has the strength of the fourth order or above, even the young people on their backs are all at the peak of the fourth order. How many fourth-order powerhouses were there in the military? And these young people were all fresh faces he had never seen before, and the officer was a little panicked, he didn't know whether these people were friends or foes.

Mutant wolves are very fast, especially since they have inherited their father's excellent genes, and their speed is even three points faster than that of the thundercloud leopard.

The first to rush was Mo Yun, who was riding an ink-haired mutant wolf, he had reached the strength of the early stage of the fourth order a long time ago, and now he had entered the level of the peak of the fourth order. Mo Yun's face was still a little green, and the only change was that his black hair turned black and white, like a martial artist who had gone mad, and actually revealed a trace of grandmaster demeanor.

The black wolf dragged him high and flew over the heads of the fleeing army. Mo Yun's figure jumped high, and his hands clapped together suddenly.

"Cage of Life and Death, Shadow Power, Phantom Minions!"

Mo Yun unleashed three abilities in one go, and he didn't need any ability medium, because all of his abilities came from his heart.

The white-clothed saint who was still showing off his might before was actually restrained by countless black vines that emerged from the ground. Then, in front of the ability troops, a large number of shadow creatures suddenly appeared, among which the Shadow War Wolf was the most numerous.

Mo Yu had just landed between the white-clothed saints, and at some point an extra long sword composed of black shadows appeared in his hand, which instantly split the chests of the three white-clothed saints.

Originally, these white-clothed saints were not afraid of death, and no matter how serious their injuries were, they would heal in a period of time. But who is Mo Yun? As the head of Sirius, he can control the life and death of others, and the black long sword quickly robs the life of the white-clothed saint. The originally sturdy and young white-clothed saint turned into a dry skeleton in a very short period of time.

Luo Qing and Lu Qi sat on the same mutant wolf, and looked at Mo Yun with admiration: "So handsome~ The head of the regiment is worthy of the man I fancied." ”

Lu Qi may not be able to stand Luo Qing's nymphomaniac appearance, and when she patted the wolf's back under her, the golden giant wolf suddenly bowed her waist, and her body sent her into the air like a spring.

"I can't stand you nymphomaniacs!" As soon as Lu Qi's voice fell, he swung a huge iron fist and smashed into the crowd. If you talk about combat power alone, Mo Yun's dual abilities may be much stronger than Lu Qi, but in this kind of group battle, Lu Qi plays a role that is three points stronger than Mo Yun.

Where the fist passed, the white-clothed saint was like a collapsed sand castle, instantly scattered into a pile of white ash. This is Lu Qi's famous stunt, some people call it the most aggressive ability, and no one can stop such an ability!

Luo Qing, as a person who plays with people's hearts, is also Mo Yun's suitor, so she naturally doesn't want to lag behind. The competition between Luo Qing and Lu Qi is not a day or two, and her ability is also perverted.

The saints, who had no soul in the first place, seemed to her to be a treasure trove of open city gates.

Luo Qing is like the conductor of a symphony orchestra, her hands are constantly waving in the air, and her posture is like a dancing singer. Some powerful white-clothed saints suddenly aimed their crystal spears at their companions and stabbed them towards their heads.

Attack the shield with the spear of the other! Luo Qing's ability is also a rare combat power in a group battle! And those white-clothed saints who were attacked by the crystal spear could not recover again, which made all the strangers see a glimmer of hope.

The commander of the paranormal force watched the group of young people perform dumbfounded: "Who the hell are they?!"

A nearby stranger who had the good fortune to see the Sirius hunting group said, "It seems to be someone from the Sirius hunting group." ”

"Sirius, aren't those rebels?"

While Lu Haowen suppressed Lan Jiao and them, he also continued to slander their reputation, and the Sirius hunting group would naturally be affected. But it turns out that whether it is the Binglan Hunting Group or the Sirius Hunting Group, the reputation among the lower-level supernaturals is still quite good.

Originally, the commander of the abnormal force did not take this group of children in his eyes, in his eyes the army is the patron saint of the country, until this moment he was stunned to find out that they were not the strongest combat force, and the new generation in the future had taken their place.

The three-winged archangel hanging high in the clouds, his face became extremely ugly, although the white-clothed saint was just his toy, but he was rushed by a group of humans, and he, who was once the commander of the angel army, his face would become somewhat ugly.

"In that case, I'll have fun with you. ”

However, at this moment, several voices suddenly appeared above the head of the three-winged archangel.

"Your opponent is us. Shen He sat cross-legged in the air, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"The soul of an angel should be a great supplement. Zhou Yan crossed his arms and stood straight in the air, looking at the archangel as if he were looking at a delicious meal.

"It's going to be okay over there, brother. Night Hanyu wore a witch's cone hat and looked in the direction of the night owl with some concern.

"You'd better worry about ourselves first. Lan Ji held a thunder ball in each hand, and the nine thunder dragons behind her danced fiercely.