Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Fourth: The choice of artillery fire
The fire burned the rain curtain.Mobile version
The moment the black Mercedes Benz collided and exploded, the fiery man's punch covered almost half of the street.
Flowing fire.
Violent fire.
The heavy rain in the sky was not evaporated in the fire. Under the sky, water and fire looked like they were completely connected.
So the fire no longer burned, but turned into a liquid similar to magma, surging in waves, directly covering it with unimaginable heat and high temperature.
The sword light surged into the wind in the magma.
Light and darkness are yin and yang.
Ice and fire are also yin and yang.
On the streets of Leiji City, the moment Huo Man and the two sword masters made a sudden attack, the distance between the three of them was so close to each other, and vaguely, the strength and sword intention between the three seemed to have been completely condensed together.
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In Central Continent, this is a relatively common sword formation.
The sword formations used by countless ordinary soldiers and ordinary special operations personnel are not sophisticated and are very basic sword formations.
Three Talents Formation.
But at this moment, this is a sword formation composed of three half-step invincible masters.
The raging magma suddenly covered the entire street. The magma burned everything, but it solidified immediately as it flowed.
Only the sword's intention traveled through the solidified sea of fire. Wherever the sword's intention passed, ice and snow began to grow in the sea of fire.
As the biting cold and boiling heat blended together, the entire world seemed to become extremely fragile, and large swaths of space began to shatter in the two completely different temperatures.
The Sancai Formation quietly changed.
Han Chongyang, the master of Yin Yang Sword, directly took Huo Man's place and stabbed straight with his sword.
Yin Yang Sword·Yin and Yang are impermanent.
The solidified fire and frozen ice all exploded as the sword thrust out. The entire street was completely occupied by the surging sword energy in almost the blink of an eye. Fire, ice and frost, and violent wind and snow continued to flow in the completely torn space.
The collision broke out, and the huge force completely shattered the overturned Mercedes-Benz.
The yin and yang sword intent has not dissipated, but has become stronger and stronger. The two sword intents reincarnate repeatedly, vast and seemingly endless.
Han Chongyang stood at the front.
Huo Nan and Yun Qinxi stood on the left and right.
As Han Chongyang stabbed forward with his sword.
The three of them moved forward at the same time.
The ice and fire that kept surging and erupting were completely compressed as the Yin Yang Sword moved forward.
The three of them were only 20 meters away from where the Mercedes-Benz rolled over.
In the blink of an eye, the tip of the Yin Yang Sword had already pierced the direction where Mercedes-Benz was.
There was no surging ice and fire, no recurring sword intent, just a void.
This hollow is so incompatible with its surroundings that it naturally becomes the target of all sword energy and ice and fire attacks.
The sharp edge of the Yin Yang Sword pierced the dark and calm hollow, as if it had pierced a real object with the shadow of the sword.
The muscles in Han Chongyang's arms trembled. In the Three Talents Formation, the power of the three people was superimposed on each other. The power of this sword was far beyond Han Chongyang's peak state. Even the Yin Yang Sword that had been handed down in Shushan for hundreds of years seemed unable to withstand this sword.
With such force, the slender sword edge began to bend slightly as it trembled.
Light flowed in the hole where the sword was fixedly stared at, and the fuzzy space began to become round, looking like a transparent ball.
The ball began to expand under the pressure of the sword tip.
The edge of the Yin Yang Sword began to curve significantly.
Han Chongyang's expression suddenly changed. As he took a step back, Huo Nan took his place with tacit understanding and punched him with all his strength.
This punch did not bring any fire, but the wind of the punch seemed to collapse the space. Amidst the terrifying howling wind and thunder, the fire man's fist turned fiery red.
"boom!"
The clenched fist hit the expanding transparent ball hard.
Half the street seemed to be shaken.
The dark, round ball is no longer expanding, but a dazzling light shines from inside.
Clean light expanded in the round sphere, and two figures slowly walked out in the endless light.
Jiang Qiansong.
nigger.
Both Huo Nan and the two sword masters recognized the two target persons.
At the same time, I also recognized this unique skill.
This is a secret technique that Jiang Qianqian just used not long ago.
Jiuzhanghongchen·Glorious Temple.
The figures of the three people moved at the same time.
In the center of the light, Jiang Qiansong had raised his hand casually.
The space shook violently for a moment.
The light and the spherical field around him expanded at the same time, enveloping the fire man and the two sword masters.
The next second, the entire field began to shrink with endless light.
The figures of the three people were first unbalanced in the shrinking field, and then lost control. Jiang Qiansong rushed over involuntarily.
The black ghost smiled grimly and drew out a black short knife.
The moment the nine-foot world of mortals shrank, the short knife in the black man's hand swung directly towards him.
A black and shrill sword light appeared directly in the realm of Jiuzhang Hongchen, looking so dazzling in the pure light.
This is pure power and murderous intent, with unparalleled ferocity and madness.
The sword light flashed past, passing over Huo Man's body.
Then there are Han Chongyang and Yun Qinxi.
The bodies of the three people turned into pieces the moment they came into contact with the light of the sword.
The nigger was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Qiansong frowned slightly and subconsciously opened his palms.
The light faded around him and the realm disappeared.
The figures of Huo Man and the two sword masters reappeared in the sight of the two invincible masters.
From beginning to end, the three of them were never dragged into the realm of the world of mortals.
Everything just now was just an illusion.
"Phantom Sword? Yin Yang Sword?"
Jiang Qiansong raised his eyebrows. He was talking about Shushan's sword, but his sharp eyes were staring at Huo Nan.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
In a daze, he seemed to feel the fishy smell that he would never forget many years ago.
Jiang Qiansong's palms were tightly clenched into fists, but in terms of scheming, the ruler of the Jiang family in South America was indeed far superior to Jiang Qianqian. Even though he remembered the humiliation he had received, his tone remained calm: "You guys kill
Thousands of years?"
The hot man didn't say anything, he just stretched out his hand and rubbed his crotch.
This action carries a hint that is too obvious.
After all, both Jiang Qianqian and Jiang Qiansong once said that Uncle Huo's urine was delicious.
Jiang Qiansong's eyes suddenly twisted for a moment and became extremely ferocious.
He took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and said to the nigger, "Kill them."
Before he finished speaking, a black sword light flashed across the sky and earth amid the rain.
The nigger drew his sword and charged forward.
In an instant, his figure was extremely close to Huo Nan and the two sword masters.
This invincible nigger who has never been on the sacred double list but gave the Throne of Shadows a splitting headache in Africa showed his full potential for the first time in Eastern Europe.
quick!
The unparalleled swiftness allowed the nigger to sprint forward with an extremely crazy impact and penetration.
The black dagger in his hand was swung a hundred meters away. Before the dagger could reach him, he had already rushed out to a distance of nearly a hundred meters.
The jet-black knife, the jet-black man, with one step, directly tore open a dark frenzy of nearly 100 meters in the street.
The sword lights of Yin Yang Sword and Phantom Sword completely overlap.
The fire in the fire man's hands continued to gather, and the fire light condensed together and turned into magma. The magma slowly solidified and turned into a wall of fire standing between the three of them.
Yin Yang Sword Intent and Phantom Sword Intent are superimposed at the same time.
Ice began to gather inside the fire wall, and the phantom sword intent enveloped the fire wall. For a while, several walls of flame appeared on the street that were difficult to distinguish between real and fake.
The nigger is already coming.
Phantom, ice, fire?
He just didn't care at all.
One knife.
The jet-black dagger cut through the air, causing a shrill howl like a hurricane.
A hundred-meter-long sword light struck directly on the wall of phantom fire.
Under the heavy rain, the sky filled with fire suddenly flew up with sword energy.
The wall of fire was completely shattered by the sword, and the sword's intention collapsed in the air. Huo Nan, Han Chongyang, and Yun Qinxi were all thrown away by the sword at the same time.
The nigger's body froze for a moment, a flash of paleness flashed across his dark face, and he put away his knife and charged forward.
His whole body's energy and energy were completely locked on Huo Man for an instant, and his figure rushed over directly in the darkness, and punched Huo Man's head hard.
The fire man with serious and focused eyes raised his head.
The blazing fire suddenly rose up as he raised his head.
Nigga punches.
The fire man was also pumping his fists.
The boundless fire condensed into a huge flame fist shadow in the darkness around the black ghost.
The black ghost rushed down with a roar, and hit the flame fist shadow directly with a punch from the dark realm.
The huge fist shadow was completely shattered, and the two people's arms collided fiercely.
"Click"
With a crisp sound, Huo Man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his broken arm was instantly blown away by the punch.
The nigger also spat out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes became even wilder.
Huo Nan, who was blown away, was supported by Han Chongyang. The severe pain from his broken arm made the muscles in his face twitch. His breath became weak and he looked down at his broken arm.
There are no words that can describe his emotions and eyes at this moment.
If I could be ten years younger
No, five years
Even if we could go back to the time when Li Tianlan went to the desert prison more than three years ago, Huo Man would be sure that he would fight to kill the nigger.
He originally had a future that was countless times more brilliant than it is now, had the most reliable path to invincibility, and had martial arts talent that astonished the entire Central Continent.
But now it's all ruined.
Destroyed in time, destroyed in prison, destroyed in the turbulent and cunning game of power.
The fire man's body trembled slightly, and he forced himself to move forward again.
"Lao Huo."
Han Chongyang pulled him and said, "I'll do it."
"The other party is not as strong as he looks."
Fire Man said softly, "His defense is very poor."
Nigger is indeed invincible, but his invincibility is extremely special. To a certain extent, what the South American Chiang Clan cultivates are not invincible masters, but invincible weapons that can cooperate with the South American Chiang Clan.
There is no doubt that the nigger's attack power can be ranked among the gods.
But his defense is not even as good as the ordinary half-step invincibility, which is his most fatal flaw.
If he could be two years younger, or any top half-step invincible player, such as Li Tianlan, then the possibility of fighting to the death of the nigger is definitely there.
"I come!"
Huo Nan took a deep breath and broke away from Han Chongyang's hand.
His eyes were like two wildfires that were burning and refused to be extinguished, determined and crazy, "The rest is up to you."
This sentence refers to more than just Han Chongyang and Yun Qinxi.
I also told Li Tianlan and Qingfeng Liuyun.
"No need."
Li Tianlan's calm voice suddenly sounded on the communication channel.
The fire man was stunned for a moment.
"boom!"
A violent explosion suddenly sounded on the street.
"Da da da"
"boom!"
"call"
All kinds of chaotic sounds kept ringing after the explosion.
It’s not just Jiang Qiansong and niggas.
Even the faces of Huo Man and the two sword masters changed drastically.
A sharp whistling sound and a suspenseful turning sound were heard in the air.
The sound of tracks scraping against the ground approached quickly, along with the sounds of messy footsteps and clear and powerful commands.
Jiang Qiansong, Black Ghost, Fire Man, Yun Qinxi, Han Chongyang.
What appears in everyone's eyes is the same picture.
Densely packed troops, advancing main battle tanks, soaring fighter planes, and hovering helicopters.
For a time, a torrent of firepower completely covered the entire block.
bullets, artillery shells, bazooka
The entire neighborhood was reduced to ruins in just a few seconds, but the dense firepower was still pouring out wantonly, without distinguishing between friend and foe.
In other words, from the perspective of Ulan Kingdom, both Huo Nan and Jiang Qiansong are enemies.
Explosions that could destroy everything continued to sound.
Intense firepower covered every inch of the land.
Large buildings slowly fell down, black smoke rose, and in the smoke and dust that filled the sky, everyone saw devastating artillery fire.
The artillery fire is endless.
Falling down resolutely and fiercely, more and more.
Experts can indeed withstand the impact of many modern artillery fires.
But being able to withstand a lot is not the same concept as being able to withstand a lot.
The invincible realm is also made of flesh and blood.
Don't talk about missile machine guns.
Even if thousands of people keep shooting with the least powerful pistols, over time, even the invincible masters will not be able to withstand it.
Covered in almost heaven-destroying firepower, the invincible realm, Shushan's sword intent, and Huo Nan's fierce fire were all being consumed crazily.
Huo Nan led two sword masters to stop the two invincible soldiers of the South American Chiang clan.
This is an almost impossible task.
Especially in an invincible state where the two's shortcomings can completely complement each other.
The most important prerequisite for the three of them to carry out this mission is the cooperation of the power of the Samsara Palace in Eastern Europe.
Huo Man is almost certain that the Samsara Palace has a big fish raised by the military of Ulan Kingdom, a big fish that is definitely a high-ranking and powerful one.
Now the big fish swung its tail, and the whole block was covered with artillery fire that did not distinguish between friend and foe.
Is this what the hell is called cooperation?
The hot man cursed mother in a low voice.
"Old man, stop talking nonsense and retreat quickly!"
Li Tianlan said in a hurried tone.
This kind of attack without distinguishing between friend and foe is indeed cruel, but it is the only way.
A battlefield filled with artillery fire can indeed pose a fatal threat to Huo Nan and others.
But such threats seemed so insignificant compared to the threats Jiang Qiansong and the black devils posed to them.
In comparison, such a level of artillery fire coverage was the perfect cover for Huo Nan and others.
"You three, turn left at the second intersection ahead, and someone will help you leave the battlefield."
Gandalf's voice suddenly sounded, with a deep smile, "As for this neighborhood, it is destined to be covered by artillery fire for a long time."
The fire man's heart moved, he turned around and ran forward.
As long as someone helps them leave here, this intensive artillery fire is equivalent to a choice given by Li Tianlan to Jiang Qiansong.
There is no choice.
It was impossible for him to choose to stand here and withstand the artillery fire of Leki City and finally die here of suffocation.