The momentum is overwhelming!
Ye Fan followed Xiong Potian and drove straight in.
The bloody momentum accumulated by killing all the beasts in the primeval forest.
A steel body built up from decades of radiation.
A spiritual will forged by year-round pounding waves.
The killing intent that made Xiong Potian burst out was like an invisible hand, firmly strangling everything in the camp.
The enemies he encountered along the way were either so shocked by his violent aura that they vomited blood, or were so frightened that they abandoned their weapons and fled.
No one dared to fight Xiong Potian with swords or guns.
Xiong Potian's coercion was like a lion and a tiger suppressing the blood of a chicken and dog, crushing the energy and spirit of all opponents.
He is worthy of being a heaven-level boss.
Ye Fan followed with a fiery face and a knife in hand.
This battle was unprecedentedly easy for him. He didn't even kill a single enemy, and his opponent was completely routed.
He could also feel the power of a fox pretending to be a tiger.
"Whoosh whoosh-"
Just when Ye Fan and Xiong Potian were about to approach the underground command room, three black helicopters fired at them from far and near.
The firepower was so powerful that it made loud bangs all over the ground, and countless bear soldiers stared at this scene.
Apparently Skoff and the others still have a group of die-hard loyalists.
Ye Fan frowned slightly and avoided it.
"Ye Fan, go and destroy the headquarters."
Xiong Potian turned around and approached the three black helicopters: "I'll deal with these little things."
While he was speaking, he jumped onto a sentry tower and hit the helicopter like a sharp arrow.
Decades of training on Ten Thousand Beasts Island have already made him familiar with how to deal with helicopters.
"Be careful!"
Ye Fan roared, then moved his steps, carrying a shield and a micro-charge forward.
He had already seen the command post a hundred meters away.
A headquarters built under a hill.
The central palace cannot be bombed by fighter planes.
Although Skoff didn't take Huang Wuji seriously, he still ensured his own safety to the greatest extent possible.
Ye Fan quickly approached.
"Tap tap tap——"
But when Ye Fan closed the distance, he heard a burst of neat and powerful footsteps.
Then, a murderous black shadow appeared above the hill.
It looks like a bunch of people, like a person, and like a chariot.
They pressed in from far and near, like a long knife sweeping across.
The ground then trembled slightly.
Ye Fan's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.
The ground ahead was shaking more and more violently, and a lot of debris and gravel were beating violently uncontrollably.
Not a chariot, but better than a chariot.
"rush!"
Ye Fan grabbed a gun and turned it into an afterimage, and rushed forward fifty meters to look at the movement.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, Ye Fan's expression suddenly changes.
In the field of vision, three hundred bear soldiers wearing black mechas pressed over.
He remembered the information he had seen.
Black Bear Team.
This group of people is small in number, there are only more than 3,000 people in the entire Bear Kingdom, but each one of them is the king of soldiers among the kings of soldiers.
Not only are they familiar with the operation of various firearms and tanks, but they have also developed a strong will through hell mode training.
Compared with the fighting strength of the Xiong soldiers at the door, these three hundred people can beat them by more than ten blocks.
And this group of people is a team that is truly armed to the teeth.
The body, hands, feet and head were all wrapped up in the mecha. Not only could a knife not cut through it, but even a gunfire attack could not penetrate it.
Both in terms of defense and attack power, they are world-class.
One person is comparable to a small tank, and three hundred people are truly invincible Transformers.
As the distance got closer, Ye Fan not only saw them covered in mechas, but also saw that they were equipped with firearms in their left hands and holding a long sword in their right hands.
There is both modern firepower and the beauty of ancient killing. If it were not a hostile stance, Ye Fan would have taken a few photos.
However, the Black Bear Team's equipment still made Ye Fan's eyes light up.
"Tap tap tap——"
As Ye Fan's thoughts were turning, the three hundred black bear team slowly approached.
The momentum is coming and is unstoppable.
Ye Fan, who was standing in front, was so small and vulnerable in front of this torrent of steel.
His eyelids twitched, he raised the firearm in his hand and fired at the Black Bear Team.
"Da da da--"
Countless warheads poured in.
It's just that the Black Bear team didn't dodge when they came, and continued to advance forward unhurriedly.
When the bullet hit the body of the black bear in front, no flesh and blood flew out and it fell, only the sound of "dang-dang-dang" was heard.
Then, the warheads fell from their bodies, causing no damage at all.
"Tap tap tap..."
The Black Bear team continued to advance, allowing Ye Fan to use up all the warheads.
Ye Fan frowned, turned back and shouldered a Gatling gun, and fired another round of crazy shots.
The warhead smashed over, ruthlessly tearing apart the Black Bear team's formation.
This time the firepower was very powerful, and the warheads fired out formed flames visible to the naked eye.
Not only did the fight make a clanging sound, but it also caused several black bear soldiers to retreat, as if the strong momentum had injured them.
However, they paused for a moment and resumed their original rhythm, continuing to push forward step by step.
"uncle--"
Ye Fan threw away Gatling, who had used up all his bullets, and wanted to turn around and drive a battle tank over.
He wanted to see if the battle tank collided with it, would the battle tank be knocked back, or would it be run over by the current?
"kill--"
But before Ye Fan could make a move, Team Black Bear raised his left hand.
Click, click, click, countless warheads came over Ye Fan.
Overwhelming.
Ye Fan's scalp felt numb when he saw this.
It is not a problem for him to carry dozens of bullets, and he can also catch a few warheads with his bare hands.
To be continued...