In order to accurately and effectively attack the shore defense of the 19th Route Army and better cover the landing of the troops, the location of the devil's fleet was about ten kilometers from the shore.

The effective combat distance of naval artillery in this era was only thirty or forty kilometers; The main defense of the 19th Army was not in the open area by the river, which would only become a target for the enemy; In an area nearly 10 kilometers from the river, the main fortifications were constructed with the help of buildings in residential areas.

Coupled with the impact of storms and bad weather, the devil's fleet can only close the distance if it wants to deal an effective blow to the main force of the Nineteenth Route Army.

Ten kilometers, it seems far away.

The walking speed of a person is almost five kilometers per hour. At this rate, it takes two hours to cover ten kilometers.

But for Zhao Jingyang, it is a very short distance.

His eyes could penetrate the vast rain curtain, his spirit could capture the exact location of the devil's fleet, and his speed exceeded the speed of sound.

Three or four hundred meters in one second, not thirty seconds, ten kilometers away.

In the vast space of heaven and earth, although there is only one person, the movement is very great. Undisguised power erupted, tearing the air and shattering the rain curtain, and a series of explosions rang out with a whistling air blast, like the non-stop shelling of an artillery regiment.

It took more than ten seconds for the devil to react, and then used the anti-aircraft cannon on Zhao Jingyang, who had crossed half the distance.

The anti-aircraft guns on ships are used to defend against aircraft. As soon as the fire was fired, there was a series of sparks, and I don't know dozens of shells strafing, in a string.

Nearly ten warships of various colors opened fire together, and one after another fire chains shuttled across the river, forming a huge firepower network, intending to block Zhao Jingyang's forward passage.

The air waves are emptied here, and the fire chains are crossed over there.

I heard a dull low shout, like a thunderstorm; Zhao Jingyang's figure is not stopped, and he has already held an iron shovel in his hand.

The monstrous qi and blood are like wolf smoke, rushing up more than ten zhang high; The qi and blood condensed into a gang, flowing on the iron shovel, showing the arrogance visible to the naked eye!

In just a moment, a huge shadow more than ten zhang long broke through the rain curtain and swept through more than ten anti-aircraft artillery shells, the shells exploded, and the flames and smoke billowed out.

Zhao Jingyang's figure has passed through the flames and smoke; The speed is even higher, and the devil fleet is straight to the hammer.

The devil fleet was in a panic, and the fire chain formed by the anti-aircraft artillery strafing was embellished with Zhao Jingyang, but Zhao Jingyang was left behind and couldn't hit him at all!

Not only is the speed of the cannonball unable to keep up with Zhao Jingyang's speed, but also because of the ghost soldiers who operate the anti-aircraft artillery, their vision cannot keep up with Zhao Jingyang's speed.

As soon as Zhao Jingyang passed through the first line of firepower, the anti-aircraft artillery became a waste, and he could only chase after Zhao Jingyang and eat ashes.

It's too late, it's too soon; However, in just ten seconds, Zhao Jingyang saw that he was close to the location of the devil fleet.

The panic of the devil cannot be described in words.

Some of the devils ran to the deck, shouting and firing with machine guns, while others ran around like headless flies.

The ships began to disperse.

"I want to run!"

Zhao Jingyang's narrow eyes were filled with cold light, and his tall body was like a meteor, carrying a huge shadow, and it hit the largest ship in the devil fleet!

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In the violent explosion, the ship, which was hundreds of meters long and tens of meters wide, was instantly cut into two parts!

After being approached by an entity that was almost a martial saint, the fleet that roamed the sea frontier became the target of the clay sculpture!

On the shore, countless people were dumbfounded.

I only saw the shadows that rose to the sky and smashed horizontally, and the broken rain curtain crisscrossed the water surface within a radius of several kilometers, accompanied by a violent explosion, and the ships were dismantled and sunk into the water one after another.

At this moment, except for the storm between heaven and earth, as always, everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button!

Immortals!

A dozen warships of the 1st Foreign Fleet, only less than that

In a minute, it was demolished by Zhao Jingyang!

At this moment, the plane hovering in the air seemed to have turned into a kite with a broken string, and it was at a loss, throwing bombs indiscriminately around the area where the fleet sank like a pot of porridge.

Faintly, the shattered iron pieces of the battleship let out a sharp chirp, piercing the air, and one plane after another turned into fireballs and fell.

At this time, the most dedicated people, I'm afraid only journalists remain.

It was the most combative and determined soldier of the Nineteenth Route Army, and at this moment he also became a statue.

Only those war correspondents.

The magnesium light flickered uncontrollably, and the tip of the pen was sketched, recording the scene of the destruction of the First Foreign Fleet.

Suddenly, a deafening roar resounded across the river.

The roars of filial piety and the long groans came and went, one after another, and the hearts of those who listened were trembling.

I saw where the devil's fleet sank, a giant tiger roaring with a burning spirit, and a lifelike dragon that was also burning with flames, entangled and ascended to the sky.

Zhao Jingyang urged the method, and his blood became a gang, turning into a dragon and tiger.

The tiger roared and the dragon roared, shocking the earth.

In the roar of dragons and tigers one after another, the wind is more urgent, the rain is more intense, the rolling dark clouds converge, and the electric light is vertical and horizontal!

Thunderclap!

A blast of thunder fell from the dark clouds, and instantly cracked the entangled dragons and tigers!

The lightning flashed, and the sky and the earth seemed to be darkened for a moment.

The dragon and tiger withstood the thunder and lightning, the heart-rending roar, and the impact of the thunder and lightning shattered, turning into a series of fine electric light, enveloping a hundred feet.

Thunderbolts crackled down one after another, and the fierce wind formed a tornado, circling around the blazing thunder.

Zhao Jingyang stood in the embrace of the dragon and tiger, carrying his hands behind his back, looking up at the heavens and the earth.

The electric light swam over him, and invisible wind and qi swirled between the electric light. His eyebrows shimmered with dazzling light!

Qi and blood are condensed into gang, like a dragon and snake, coiled outside the body, shuttling back and forth between wind and thunder; Part of it was wiped out by the true intent of the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, and some of it was refined with a trace of the true intent of the wind and thunder, gathered together, condensed between the eyebrows, and became more and more shiny!

Zhao Jingyang is the last step of attacking the realm of martial saints!

The fierce fist spirit collided and competed fiercely with the power of heaven and earth, wind and thunder, and nature.

Zhao Jingyang's face was expressionless.

The power of heaven and earth could not shake his state of mind that was ten thousand times stronger than iron and stone. At this moment, his heart was like a peaceful lake, and he was not happy.

The true meaning of the wind and thunder of heaven and earth is more and more intense in the center of the eyebrows, and it is faintly condensed into a three-dimensional distorted text-like symbol!

Boom, it didn't enter Zhao Jingyang's eyebrows.

The roar of the tiger grows stronger, the dragon's groan grows, the wind grows and the thunder grows wilder!

Between heaven and earth, there is only one person!

I don't know how long it was, it seemed like a minute, it seemed like an hour.

A huge fist mark broke through the air, accompanied by the entanglement of the dragon and tiger, and in an instant, the dark clouds in the sky were shattered.

The strong and extreme spirit of boxing is overwhelming, and under the suppression of the spirit of boxing, the rain and thunder stop, and the wind and waves are calm!

The surface of the river within a radius of several kilometers seems to have frozen.

Countless fish in the water turned white bellies!

At this moment, the weak spirit of these creatures was wiped out by Zhao Jingyang's materialized fist intent!

Suddenly, the fist intent disappeared.

Zhao Jingyang glanced down at the shape of the river, and under the coercion of an electric light, it cut through the sky in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

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