What?!

Meng Dabiao and Zhou Yao on the side were stunned at the same time, looking at Bai Qi in confusion.

Bai Qi raised his hand and pointed at the slowly rotating tank barrel.

Meng Dabiao and Zhou Yao looked in the direction pointed by Bai Qi.

At this sight, the expressions of the two people suddenly changed.

"Brother Dong, be careful!"

Meng Dabiao used all his strength and roared.

But they were far apart, and at this moment, on the battlefield where Chen Dong was, there were screams and killing sounds that shook the sky.

Meng Dabiao's roar was directly drowned in the wind and snow.

"You can't fire, you can't fire. Once you fire, Brother Dong will be finished!"

Meng Dabiao looked horrified, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the tens of thousands of people from the Oara tribe.

"Dabiao!"

The sudden scene caught both Bai Qi and Zhou Yao by surprise.

"Leave me alone, I want to save Brother Dong, I want to save Brother Dong..."

Meng Dabiao did not stop and ran towards the tens of thousands of people from the Oara tribe, but his face was frightened and ferocious: "If you are far away and can't hear, then run closer and shout. If you can make it in time, you will definitely make it in time!"

Before hot weapons, all living beings are equal!

This is common sense to everyone!

Before Huo Zhenxiao invented the dragon cavalry saber and sword skills, the Snow Dragon Cavalry was always constrained on the battlefield. Relying on the bravery of the soldiers, they still had to resort to hot weapons.

It was not until the creation of the dragon cavalry sword and sword skills that the Snow Dragon Cavalry truly had the iron-blooded power of 300,000 people to sweep across the battlefield!

Chen Dong's current state left Meng Dabiao and others at a loss.

It's as if a murderous god has come to this world, invincible and devastating.

But no matter how strong it is, it can never stop the shells of three tank guns!

At this time, the Oara tribe still turned the barrels of three tanks during the melee, apparently intending to pay the price and completely kill Chen Dong.

The wind and snow howl.

Meng Dabiao ran towards the battlefield with all his strength, but because of the injuries from the previous battle, his steps were a little staggered at this time.

In sight, the gun barrels of three tanks were slowly rotating.

It's like the sickle about to be swung down by the god of death!

Meng Dabiao's eyes were about to burst as he ran wildly and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Brother Dong, run quickly!"

"The cannon is about to fire, Brother Dong, hide quickly!"

"Damn it, it's too far away, it's still too far away, I can't hear it at all!"

…

Not to mention Chen Dong, who was transformed into the God of Killing at this time, the battlefield was in chaos, and the shouts of killing and mourning shook the sky. Even the soldiers of the Oara tribe had never heard Meng Dabiao's cry.

With the power of one person, facing the overwhelming noise of thousands of people, his voice really seems small and insignificant.

Behind Meng Dabiao.

Bai Qi and Zhou Yao both looked sad and stood there in despair.

Looking at the slowly rotating tank barrel, my heart sank rapidly into the abyss of despair.

Compared to Meng Dabiao’s impulsiveness.

Zhou Yao was unable to rush to the battlefield because he was carrying Sun Kong, who was seriously wounded and dying.

As for Bai Qi, it was because reason defeated impulse.

At this time, Bai Qi's expression was lonely and gloomy, and even the look of despair quickly became intense as the tank barrel rotated.

He knew that the seemingly slow rotation of the tank barrel did not take long at all, nor could he wait for Meng Dabiao to rush to the battlefield to remind Chen Dong.

Not to mention, Chen Dong was surrounded by a crowd of tens of thousands of people. Even if Meng Dabiao ran to the nearest place on the battlefield, he would not be able to transmit his voice unless he ran to Chen Dong's side.

But... is this possible?

At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down.

Under the gazes of Bai Qi, Zhou Yao and Meng Dabiao, the barrels of the three tanks rotated slowly. For a moment, the wind, snow and the cries of killing and wailing seemed to disappear without a trace.

And in the middle of the battlefield.

At this time, Chen Dong was wielding the Dragon Rider sword, like harvesting wheat seedlings, wantonly harvesting the lives of thousands of people from the Oara tribe.

Wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, leaving corpses to pave the way.

The surrounding Oara tribe soldiers were still rushing towards Chen Dong, but compared to the beginning, their faces were full of panic and nervousness.

Chen Dong was like a ghost, moving quickly through the crowd. After going crazy, his combat power skyrocketed. He was now holding a dragon-riding saber, and the combat power he unleashed was like a mountain of despair for these Oara tribe soldiers.

Just quietly.

The crowd surrounding Chen Dong gradually decreased.

Some soldiers who were halfway through the charge suddenly stopped and then retreated.

This scene happened extremely suddenly.

It was like a twisting and turning, making the atmosphere in the corner of Chen Dong's place become weird and strange.

The remaining dozen soldiers gathered around Chen Dong with determination on their faces, and everything seemed to have been suddenly arranged at a certain moment.

At this time, Chen Dong, with the blood-red light in his eyes flickering on and off, still did not notice the sudden change, but continued to wield the dragon cavalry sword, harvesting more than a dozen lives in front of him.

at the same time.

Bai Qi and Zhou Yao, who had been watching the battlefield, immediately felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

in their sight.

The three tanks with rotating gun barrels stopped rotating at this moment.

And the three thick barrels were all aimed at a certain place at this time.

Even if they were blocked by the crowd, they knew that the place where the three tanks were aiming... was where Chen Dong was!

"Brother Dong!"

Meng Dabiao, who was running wildly, was even more jealous at this moment, and an unspeakable anger spurted out from his chest.

Looking at the three barrels that had stopped rotating, this stop was like a heavy punch, hitting his heart hard, causing him to stumble and fall to the snow with a thud.

In the ground.

Time... seems to stand still at this moment.

Death... is coming!

On one of the tanks, the general and two lieutenants of the Wala Ten Thousand Army stood on top.

The middle-aged general's expression was extremely cold and serious, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, conveying an awe-inspiring majesty.

Even if he is silent, he still shows his fearful majesty as a superior.

The two generals looked at each other and smiled disdainfully.

No matter how powerful the warrior is, there is no chance of surviving when faced with the bombardment of three tank guns!

If such a fierce monster and evil star were among the hundreds of tribes, it would definitely become their weapon to whip south!

But in the near future, the Snow Dragon Cavalry will definitely become a stumbling block in their march south, costing more than a dozen lives to strangle them in the cradle. This will be a first achievement for hundreds of tribes outside the territory.

!

Even the general who hesitated just now, with the general's order, the hesitation in his heart disappeared.

"General, everything is ready!"

One of them would hold his fist and do it.

As soon as the words fell.

The middle-aged man standing in front slowly raised his right hand.

However.

Just when he was about to lower his right hand.

Rumble...

Above the sky, the thunderous roar of fighter planes suddenly exploded.

From far to near, as fast as lightning.

In this world, it is deafening.

Everyone was shocked and raised their heads to look up at the sky.

Bai Qi and Zhou Yao were also startled, and then looked up into the sky.
Chapter completed!