The wind rises, the clouds surge, and the rain stops.

There was a loud "boom".

The center of countless people's attention, the blood cocoon that was originally located in the Yokohama Port Metropolitan Police Department, has completely cracked in the blink of an eye.

Chen Bailu, still Chen Bailu, slender figure, sharp eyes like the light of the stars, hollow, indifferent to the common people.

Looking up, a desolate, quaint atmosphere spreads out. It was as if fighting the heavens and the earth, crisscrossing the world, and the breath of wanton invincibility came.

Wu, the ancient clan, has supernatural powers and boundless divine power.

After digesting most of the Wu clan inheritance in the Heavenly God Evil Banner, and absorbing a trace of Chiyou essence blood, Chen Bailu's Wu clan power has far exceeded his original Xuan Ming Dao Dao method.

The powerful body can almost ignore the vast majority of light weapon attacks in the world, and with one punch, there is a million catties of huge power, which can collapse mountains and rivers.

And the most important thing is that between the underworld, Chen Bailu awakened a trace of Wu Ancestor's supernatural powers. Xuan Ming, the name Yu Qiang, also known as Yu Jing, the word is Xuan Ming, is the rain master, is actually the god of the sea and the god of the wind, the ancestor of the rain.

Combined with Chen Bailu's Yin Yang Ghost Mirror's illusion conjured up by the ghost path, the entire Yokohama Port was plunged into the fear of an apocalyptic disaster in the first time.

And what I saw just now, in fact, was nothing more than the people of the Seventh Fleet and all the officers and men of the Fuso Ground Self-Defense Force's batteries, killing each other after being blinded and obsessed by Chen Bailu. Shooting at each other, the tragedy that eventually resulted in.

It's a pity that the truth of all this is only known to Chen Bailu. In the eyes of everyone, it is natural that Chen Bailu has high mana, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, facing the bombardment of thousands of shells, he is calm and calm, and easily rebounds all these shells.

Just like the martial arts of the Chinese Federation, the Gusu Murong family, and the mastery of the Ming Sect, they can return the favor to the other in their own way.

Between the "boom" sounds, the Seventh Fleet, above countless warships, there were bursts of violent explosions. Countless frightened soldiers ran or hid in fear, watching the flames continue to grow around the battleship. Finally someone started shouting in horror.

You know, the Navy of the United States of America has been rampant in the world for many years, because every war is carefully selected to ensure that the strength of the other side is far inferior to its own.

Therefore, over the years, although there were simulated rehearsals during training, in fact, these naval soldiers were often accustomed to the United States of America warships indiscriminately attacking each other, and never considered that they would encounter the other side's return fire.

And just behind General Joseph, after a cannonball exploded, a huge wave of air rushed General Joseph's whole body to a stagger.

Subsequently, several members of the personal guard immediately knocked General Joseph down, using their own bodies to form a layer of defense for the opponent.

"How is it possible? How is it possible?

How could there be such a terrible person in this world, the power of one person, who could deflect such an astonishing number of shells.

Shouldn't such a person appear in a fairy tale?"

Not only General Joseph, but also the Fuso Cabinet, the World Security Council of the United States of America, and all the national forces around the world that are following the situation in the port of Yokohama in Fuso are all amazed at what has just happened.

One step out, at this moment, Chen Bailu stepped out from the sky above the blood cocoon, as if stepping on the void, on a hidden step, step by step, step by step.

Although he had his hands behind his back, he looked like he was out of the world and out of the world, but he had just turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain. The act of causing the shells of the Seventh Fleet and the Fuso Ground Self-Defense Force to fire at each other was deeply engraved in everyone's heart.

"Wait, damn it!"

As Chen Bailu shouted out a dead word, the next moment, from Chen Bailu's body, a gust of yin wind whistled, and the yin qi of 400,000 military souls swept out.

With Chen Bailu as the center, it is like a wave of the sea condensed into a substantial air wave swept in, and everywhere it went, all the living creatures in Yokohama Port were touched.

It was as if the plant had completely stripped itself of all its water in an instant, turning into a terrifying corpse like a mummy.

"Run, run!"

The speed of this wave of air is not fast, like a flood surging in the slow motion of a television report, but every life that is swallowed up and affected. The process of turning into a dry corpse in an instant made the hearts of the rest of the people who watched from afar even more fearful.

"Please, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Although the spirit of bushido is strongly promoted in the Self-Defense Forces, most of the current generation of Fuso soldiers are influenced by the manga, figurines, games, and otaku culture that is unique to Fuso country.

After seeing the tragic death of his companion, and discovering that he seemed to have no chance of escaping this terrible wave of qi.

What bushido, what the emperor, all turned into fucking shit in an instant. After all, the right to life and health is the guarantee of all other basic rights of the citizens of Fuso.

It's a pity that no matter whether it is a person who kneels on the ground and begs for mercy, or a person who resists desperately, or a person who has no desire or desire, he cannot escape the erosion of the waves.

"My name is Higashi Eihiro, and I am a glorious soldier of the Fuso Ground Self-Defense Force, and today will be my last day of service, not because I am about to retire, but because I am about to die.

No relatives, no savings, no girlfriend, my biggest wealth is my network disk account password.

It contains countless Tokyo classics that I have painstakingly collected over the years, and if anyone can see this suicide note, I hope he will treat them well.

My account number is ......"

However, just after writing this, the air waves swept through, and the last picture in front of Dong Yingkuan's eyes was that his hands withered and shattered in an instant. Then, the pen and paper flew down, and the suicide note swirled in the air, and I don't know where it was blown by a strong gust of wind.

"Osaka, Saitama, Kanagawa, Nagoya, Hokkaido, Tokyo, everything is ready, then ......"

As Chen Bailu suddenly soared into the sky, he flew in the direction of Osaka.

In Montreal, Canada, under a huge waterfall, in a military base full of science fiction, a low, hoarse voice has been heard.

"Codename, Mushroom Destroyer, Activate!"