Everything was silent, and there was only the sound of the whistling wind blowing across the plain. The front row soldiers and Adjutant Tarozi and others were dumbfounded. Even the bazooka could not blow him to death?
Qingzhu, Huang Rui and Chen Yulin in the off-road vehicle were stunned, and in the dusty smoke, he stood proudly like a god of war, and his domineering aura of stepping on the heaven and earth, slowly walked towards the other side step by step.
"Don't...don't let him come." General Tarozi shouted in horror with a cigar in his mouth, "Where is the tank, hurry up and use the tank to kill him."
"Tank!" the adjutant shouted.
The strategic equipment of the New Soviet country is relatively backward, and it is completely impossible to compete with major powers such as Britain, France, America, Dragon and Russia. They are now using the latest battlefield tanks, but the tanks used by the New Soviet country are still the third-generation tanks during World War II, and the speed of shells.
The speed of sound has not been broken.
Rumbled, the tank's tracks crushed the grass mud, and quickly crushed Zhuo Bufan. The king of tank land combat, whether it was off-road or artillery fire, was enough to crush various equipment on the land.
“Good come.”
Zhuo Bufan slowly walked forward without dodging at all. He pinched his hands together and emitted a white glaze of glass, like bluestone and white jade.
"Sun and Moon Bright King Fist!"
Zhuo Bufan shouted loudly, clenched his fists like a bright meteor, and pulled out heavy phantoms and ran towards the tank quickly.
"What are he doing? Want to use his body to hit the tank?" Qingzhu put down the camera in his hand, opened his mouth and said in a daze.
Tarochi was holding a cigarette in his mouth and laughed loudly, "I actually wanted to use my body to hit the tank. Even the adults in Shurari dared not do this, crushing him into meat pie!"
The two were hundreds of meters apart, but at the relative speed, they came into contact with each other in less than three seconds. Zhuo Bufan raised his fist and carried the power of breaking the sky. A golden fist about three feet in size appeared on his fist.
The seal blew out a cold wind, and the fist was as strong as a wave.
"Bang!"
A golden fist print of three feet large hit the tank weighing dozens of tons. The tank suddenly trembled suddenly. Although the armored tank could withstand shells, the huge shock force passed through the steel armor and sat directly in the tank.
The two soldiers were shocked to pieces and their internal organs exploded.
Heavy tanks are usually about hundreds of tons, but this is just a Type 9 light land combat tank, but it weighs 51 tons. After being hit by Zhuo Bufan with all his strength, he turned over and smashed a deep pit.
The whole audience was dead silent. Such a shocking scene was even more shocking and real than watching D movies in the cinema. Especially the soldiers who were relatively close to each other were even more dumbfounded. Humans could actually smash tanks with one punch, without fear of bullets and rockets.
They have subverted their outlook on life.
After Zhuo Bufan finished all this, he didn't even look at the tank lying on the side, and continued to walk towards the fortress front.
These soldiers were all from Su Guo. Su Guo believed in the existence of God. Zhuo Bufan was not afraid of bullets and knocked over the tank with one punch. This is not a god, so what is a god.
"God, please be as good as us." The veteran who was smoking a cigarette just now suddenly threw away the ak47 in his hand and knelt on the ground with a thud.
Several soldiers next to him hesitated for a moment, threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground, muttering something, all the soldiers on the front line threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground, and regarded Zhuo Bufan as a god.
Taroci finally panicked. He was the leader of a warlord. He dominated the side with the gun in his hand, robbed and plundered, and did everything he could. However, if he lost the gun, he was just an ordinary person.
"What are you all doing? Get your gun quickly. He is a demon, kill him." Tarozi shouted in horror.
Zhuo Bufan passed the soldiers and walked directly to Tarozi.
"Demon, go and die." Tarozi pulled out the Borang pistol in his hand and pulled the trigger.
A bullet sprayed out of the muzzle at a speed of 50 meters per second, and a vacuum air mark was pulled out from the air. Zhuo Bufan seemed to slowly raise his hand, but he clamped the bullet between his two fingers in the middle of the food.
Tantan said: "You are the leader here?"
The adjutant standing beside him knelt on the ground with a thud, trembling.
"You...If you dare to kill me, Shura's master will definitely avenge me." Taroqi's hands were cold, his pupils contracted, and he looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise.
"Noisy!"
Zhuo Bufan bounced his fingers and shot the bullet backwards, piercing Tarozi's head. The warlord leader who was terrified of Qiluofa was dead.
Everyone was so scared that they stood on the ground that they did not dare to look up.
"Notify your president, I'm here!" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, and continued to strode forward.
The adjutant and many soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Asian strong man was too strong, and he was not afraid of tanks or bazooka. He didn't know if the military headquarters in the rear could block him.
The city of Qilufa is similar in size to a third- and fourth-tier city in Long Kingdom, and its population is even much smaller than that in Long Kingdom. Zhuo Bufan's spiritual sense directly covers the entire city, and immediately locks in the ruins theater, a large theater with a baroque style.
, Roman pillars and temples are all here.
At this time, a foreign man with blond hair and brown eyes was standing outside the temple, wearing a black wind robe, clamoring in the wind.
"Huh?" The foreign man raised his head, as if he felt someone spying on him, and then shook his head again, "Is it my illusion?"
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared outside the temple and was slowly walking towards him.
"Stop, who are you? Do you know where this is? Do you dare to trek in?" The foreign man frowned, his eyes shone coldly, and he stared at the person who was walking and shouted loudly.
At this time, he saw clearly the appearance of the visitor, and couldn't help but be stunned. The visitor was actually an Asian boy with black hair and black eyes. He was about teenagers, with a tall figure and a very handsome appearance, which was comparable to a first-line Asian idol.
star.
However, the foreign man looked at it and showed a hint of doubt, because he did not feel any energy fluctuations from the boy, he was just an ordinary person.
In fact, this is because Zhuo Bufan is too strong. As long as he does not deliberately release energy, the weak will not be able to detect his strength at all. This is what the Taoist Dharma says - returning to nature.
"My name is Yingsha." The boy stopped, looked at him indifferently, and said softly.
"What Shadow Kill, I haven't heard of Luofu, now get out quickly..." Halfway through, the foreign man suddenly widened his eyes, as if he was strangled by someone's throat, and stuttered: "You...you are Shadow Kill
.”
I thought that any information was transmitted instantly by communication equipment, especially military equipment. Zhuo Bufan had already received the message as soon as he killed Tarochi. He wanted to come out and take a look, but he didn't expect to encounter Shadow Kill directly.
In his imagination, Shadow Kill should be an adult man or an old monster, not to mention that he had fought with Taroci's army just now. Even if he survived, he should be seriously injured. However, looking at Shadow Kill in front of him, he was intact, as if he was not damaged.
It is as leisurely as if you are strolling and enjoying the flowers.
"Earth wall!" A dizzy light emanated from the foreign man's body. Suddenly, the ground was surging. A earth wall as thick as one meter and three meter high rose on the spot, blocking Zhuo Bufan's eyes. (To be continued.)