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And the Son of God, the Son of God is the prince of this country, and ordinary players are commoners

Just ask, where did the plane dare to frighten the prince to walk out of the gate of the villa, Zhou Yexing frowned, dozens of meters away, a 1 missile blasted towards the gate of the villa without hindrance, a player turned in horror and wanted to intercept, but was blocked. A 1 tank behind him bombarded the back

The magic power condensed into a shield behind him, and the explosion sounded, the player was blasted out, the magic shield collapsed, and the back was blurred with blood.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Yog, Xie Weian and several saint sons were startled, just about to shoot, but saw an afterimage flashing by

"Get back!"

With a wave of his hand, the palm of his hand slapped the tank gun, and the huge force reversed the direction of the tank gun's flight, returning straight back to the original path.

Boom! The tank gun flew back along the muzzle again, exploded inside the tank, the fire rose to the sky, and the ammunition exploded, causing the entire tank to fly.

"Your Highness, you are shocked!"

Looking at the few holy sons who were around him and bowed their heads to apologize, Zhou Yexing snorted coldly: "The trash who has not done enough! Call these people, let's go!"

In the building not far away, Yan Zhining frowned and looked at the wealthy area. The military's attack showed her the approximate strength of the Destroyer camp.

There are 5 holy sons, 25 players, and one person is suspected of being the son of God, which is why she did not rashly shoot.

There are so many people on the other side, she can't come back once she goes in

Pressing the earplugs, Yan Zhining's tone was instantly more respectful, and even her standing posture was more rigorous.

"Agent Hill, please help me to tell His Highness that the hostile forces were found in the wealthy area of ​​Manhattan, New York, and they encountered violent resistance.

After saying this, Yan Zhining breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the trend of the wealthy area, and when she noticed that a group of people seemed to be moving, she pressed the earplugs again.

"The fighter jets are ready to target the terrorists below and give orders to fire. These people must be confined to the wealthy area."

Yan Zhining's voice fell, and black 22 fighter jets appeared from the clouds in the sky and began to fly at a low altitude. The sonic boom roared and quickly flew over Yan Zhining's head.

There are nearly a hundred fighter jets under the densely packed fighter jets, Yan Zhining smiled when she saw the fighter jets moving away quickly.

To be honest, even in the previous dungeon world, she never had the right to command the local forces, let alone the situation like now, in a word, tens of thousands of troops were in action, and hundreds of fighter jets were waiting for instructions.

On the tall building, one after another silhouettes jumped up quickly and stood still behind Yan Zhining.

"Your Highness, what should we do now?"

These are the players who came after hearing the news, and the eight people who were brought out by Yan Zhining early in the morning.

"Wait, the situation here, this palace has informed His Highness, the next action, see what His Highness ordered, you stand by where you are."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of explosions that can be heard all over New York is roaring, and the rich Manhattan district ushered in the most terrifying disturbance

Hundreds of 22 fighter jets crossed the sky, pouring tens of thousands of cannons and loaded missiles in a moment, the entire wealthy area was ploughed by artillery fire, and those noble and luxurious villas were all destroyed and turned into ruins.

In the villa area, players' bodies can occasionally be seen on the ground, and some are screaming miserably. Tank guns and loaded missiles are not the same concept at all. Large-caliber machine guns can even blast through a few centimeters thick steel plate.

In the face of such terrifying artillery fire, let alone these players, even Xie Weian and several saint sons are as black as the bottom of a pot

It is true that they are holy sons, and their strength is not false, but in the face of such terrifying heavy firepower, they have nothing to do

They can withstand one 1-load missile, two or three with hundreds of fighter jets overhead, but they fire more than 200 missiles in an instant.

This is outrageous! "Damn it, how can the other party use the military's power? The most outrageous thing is that there are fighter groups who are still riding on the horse, **** it!"

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The son of God felt aggrieved and wanted to kill, but Yan Zhining was on his own.

With a gloomy face, Zhou Yexing fanned the smoke in front of him. A large part of the missiles just now came towards the villa. As a last resort, he used a defensive scroll.

It's good that his strength is strong, but unless he's out of his mind against missiles, since the other party can mobilize the military's troops, who can guarantee that the other party will not ambush them and consume all the magic power here at this time, it is extremely unwise

Looking at the villa courtyard with resentful eyes, there were nearly ten players lying on the ground, all of which were killed by the missile wash just now.

The attacks that formed the barrage gathered in this small villa, and almost every inch of the land was bombed back and forth by missiles several times. If these ordinary players are not strong enough in blood and do not have powerful items, it is normal to die! More than a dozen players were also injured, and the fear of the missile just washed the ground remains on their faces. To a certain extent, the players are not afraid of hot weapons.

Especially things like missiles, at the speed of the players, they can dodge completely, but they are confined to this villa right now.

I've never been so aggrieved before. In the past dungeons, the officials were fighting to death with hostile forces. Players caught and fought against each other. It wasn't that the players didn't want to command the local forces, but they couldn't control them at all.

Who doesn't want to push it easily, but the natives in the script are going to die one by one, they just don't cooperate anyway

But now that the army and fighter jets have been dispatched directly from the opposite side, is there any fairness to speak of? Xie Weian's hair is messed up like chicken coops, and even curled in some places, very embarrassed.

"Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Figures came out from the ruins of the villa, all gathered around Zhou Yexing, looking aggrieved

"His Royal Highness, the other party is too despicable, and even using official forces, how can this be played!"

Looking at the sky, the fighter jets on the horizon flew back again from afar. Zhou Yexing had no doubt that the other party would have another wave of barrage attacks, even the third wave, the fourth wave.

Hearing the chattering voice coming from his ears, Zhou Yexing turned his head suddenly, his eyes were savage, and his greedy eyes made Yog close his eyes for a moment, not daring to speak again.

"A group of rubbish, the other party can use official power is their ability, what about fairness?

Your childish words, Sriffin, shame the Sriffin family!"

"If it weren't for the inappropriate situation at the moment, this son of the gods will kill you here. Stop talking nonsense, and let's withdraw quickly! The opponent's fighter group is back!"

Four words came back, and I couldn't finish Zhou Yexing's frustration and depression

His talent is amazing, and his adventures are extraordinary. At this age, this strength has entered the level of a **** child. He should have been contemptuous of the contemporary age and received countless praises. As a result, he ran into a bunch of trash teammates on the horse, and the first world would make him disgraced! If it weren't for the ashes Going back to the family will make him look good, and now he wants to return directly to the family! But no! This is a promotion copy. If he fails, he may be punished, and his bloodline will be relegated, and the family's cold eyes and questions will be enough. Let him collapse! The big family is so realistic, if the strength of the **** child can't be promoted to the dungeon, how bad is your **** child, don't mention any reason, what happened, no one will listen, everyone sees only result

Everyone will praise you when you ascend to the altar, but when you fall into the valley, you will never step on your feet! If it wasn't for this dungeon, he would definitely kill these rubbish! His heart was boiling, and the feeling of resentment filled his heart. He also wanted to say, "It's unfair, how can you use tens of thousands of troops, tanks, guns, and fighter planes to wash the ground? This is completely destroying the balance, but this is not good!" It's not a child playing the house, the other party's ability to use it can only show that the other party has the ability, no matter how big the grievance is, he has to endure it! Watched by Zhou Yexing's cold eyes, the deeply suppressed hoarse voice is not difficult to hear the anger in his heart, about Geji people felt chills in their hearts, quickly closed their eyes, turned their heads and shouted at the panic-stricken players in the yard: "Let's go if you don't want to die!"

Although I don't look down on this group of players from big and small forces, I still have the necessary subordinates. I'm afraid that I'm not losing my mind.

People pile up with players, and it will consume all the energy to kill you! Zhou Yexing snorted, his figure rose from the ground, magic power poured into his arms, behind him was boiling dragon energy, looking at the group of fighter planes flying in the distance, he shouted: "Dragon Emperor Tyrant Body art, the dragon travels in all directions!"

The golden dragon-shaped phantom ran in the sky, destroying the incoming missiles along the way, crashing into the fighter group, and the sky exploded in mid-air, and the fighters that could not dodge exploded in the air.

Looking at the rapidly dispersed fighters, Zhou Yexing clenched his fists, and a golden dragon shadow was swimming in his black pupils.

If it weren't for the wrong situation, he would definitely shoot down all those fighters! Missiles flew through the sky, and the cannons roared. Zhou Yexing ignored it and glanced around to see that many players who flew into the sky were shot down. , a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he fled into the distance without looking back.

behind him , xie weian , yog

Several holy sons of Sri Fen followed closely behind, and there were no less than seven or eight players scattered here and there.