Two landing craft crossed the sea, and more than 30 US Marines rushed to the beach in one go, and rushed into the Qi army camp that had been bombed into ruins.

Following closely behind are five advanced US military tanks.

The US troops who were rushing to land on the stalls and advanced forward in line with tanks. Thirty Marines were distributed behind the tanks and followed up with cover.

The wooden Qi army camp was razed to the ground under the violent bombardment of the Brad. Looking around, only scattered ruins were left.

There was no trace of Qi soldiers in the entire camp.

At this time, the US military realized that the enemy they were going to teach had already abandoned the camp before they bombarded them.

"These barbarians are quite sensible, and they actually escaped first."

"They still have some IQ and know how to escape, otherwise the bombardment just now would have knocked them all into meat paste."

"It seems that the barbarians have fled. It's not our turn to clear the ground. Report to the Brad, just say that we have successfully captured the port."

The American soldiers talked and laughed very easily, and gradually relaxed the police.

More than thirty Marines no longer hid behind the tanks for cover, and walked up to them, enjoying the real scene that was only found in ancient Eastern movies with novel gazes. The leisurely American soldiers immediately became alert. They raised their guns and looked forward.

In their vision, the smoke of gunpowder disappeared. The figure of a Chinese man entered their eyes.

It's Yuan Fang.

He stood there like an iron tower, with the Ruyi stick crossing beside him. The ground within a hundred steps around him was intact, and there was no trace of scorched earth bombarded by artillery fire.

An ancient Chinese man, holding a stick, faced with thirty American soldiers armed to his teeth, and five tanks immediately following him?

This picture made the American soldiers laugh and all relaxed.

What's so scary about a barbarian who uses sticks to make weapons?

"There is actually a savage who has not escaped. He is very brave."

"This barbarian doesn't want to use a stick to fight one of our teams. The barbarian's IQ is indeed low."

A group of American soldiers mocked Yuan Fang wantonly and completely relaxed their vigilance. Some of them had even sat down and started to rest.

A US military in front moved to Yuan Fang with a gun and shouted at him: "Hey, barbarians, we are the US Marines. Any resistance of yours is meaningless. I order you to put down the big iron stick in your hand, kneel on the ground, and surrender with your hands behind your head. Do you understand?" "Hey, barbarians. Put down your weapons, raise your hands to surrender, and if you don't do it, I will shoot you with one shot. Have you heard that, you whore you, you whore!"

The American soldier was a little annoyed when he saw Yuan Fang ignore him, and he brought his gun to Yuan Fang and gestured at Yuan Fang.

Suddenly, Yuan Fang raised his arm and grabbed his gun at a speed that he could not see clearly with his naked eyes.

The American soldier was stunned at first, then frightened and thought that Yuan Fang didn't understand his orders, so he wanted to grab the gun and pulled the trigger without thinking.

Click!

Yuan Fang, before his actions, gently pinched his five fingers and flattened the automatic rifle in the hands of the American soldier like paper.

"You actually-"

The originally arrogant American soldier immediately changed his color, as if he had seen a ghost. He could not believe that the "low IQ" barbarian in front of him was so powerful that he crushed his rifle with just a slight pinch.

The shocked US soldier reacted very quickly. He reacted in the next second and immediately abandoned the main battle rifle, skillfully pulled out the pistol from his waist, and shot at Yuan Fang without hesitation.

“*Temptation…”

The nervous American soldier was incredibly shocked when he heard a swearing English from the barbarian in front of him, and his eyes were almost bursting out.

The next moment, Yuan Fang's palm had already slapped his face with a speed of thunder, at a speed that was so fast that he could surpass his nerve reaction.

Click!

The slap in the face did not make a "pop" sound, but a sound of bone breaking.

And with the crisp sound of breaking, the head of the American soldier was separated from his neck and was directly shot out.

Yuan Fang's fist shook gently at the broken corpse body, and his fist had not even touched his body. The extremely powerful fist wind had already crimped the corpse into hundreds of pieces like a meat grinder and splashed out in all directions.

An incredible scene happened in an instant, in full view of dozens of American soldiers.

At this moment, all the American soldiers who were talking and laughing and having a very relaxed atmosphere were stunned.

They could not believe their eyes. A barbarian with an iron rod in his hand, crushed the rifle with a light grab, slapped it out, slapped it out, slapped its companion's head, and then slapped it with a light punch, and then removed the body of their companion's body from eight pieces.

What kind of speed, what kind of power is this, how is this possible?

"This savage killed Jack, shot all of them, shot him into a honeycomb, avenged Jack--" A second lieutenant officer finally reacted from his horror and shouted.

He took the lead and shot wildly at Yuan Fang.

"The wall of spirit, open it for me!"

Yuan Fang's thoughts were all over his life, and the invisible spiritual power around his body immediately condensed into an invisible spherical shield, wrapping Yuan Fang in it.

Bang bang bang bang!

Dozens of bullets shot in an instant, and once they hit the invisible wall of divine power, they were all bounced away as if they had hit a stone.

"What's going on? There seems to be something around this barbarian protecting him and shooting me. You all shoot." The second lieutenant shouted in shock and anger.

At this time, the other thirty American soldiers had just realized that the thirty black muzzles aimed at Yuan Fang from all directions, and in an instant, the flames blew wildly.

Bang bang bang-

Hundreds of bullets per second are like storms and rains. They shoot from all directions, and their strength is far stronger than the arrows of crossbows.

Yuan Fang stood in the encirclement, with Ruyi stick slanted and still standing still. He allowed the US soldiers to shoot.

Yuan Fang's eyes were as saints as gods, and he coldly glanced at the invaders around him, like looking at ignorant ants.

But there was no bullet that could shoot through Yuan Fang's wall of divine power.

"What's going on? Why can't our bullet hit him?"

"It seems that something invisible around him protects him and blocks our bullets."

"Impossible, this place was in ancient times, and barbarians didn't even have guns. How could they have such advanced weapons!"

The American soldiers shooting wildly around were screaming and terrified.

"Americans, please take your blood to pay tribute to the spirits of the seven thousand soldiers in heaven!"

Yuan Fang's cold and erect eyes finally burst into revenge. With a wrong pace, he instantly turned into a ray of smoke and a beam of light.

The body disappeared, leaving only a afterimage. The afterimage had no divine power to protect it and was immediately shot through by the US military's bullets.

"I shot through, finally shot through him." The closest US military lieutenant shouted excitedly.

Before he finished speaking, a trace of cold wind blew across his neck.

"Is it ridiculous to just a few bullets that I want to hurt me?"

Behind him, the voice of a barbarian sounded incredible!

The lieutenant was shocked and suddenly turned around and saw in horror that Yuan Fang's stunning body as strong as an iron tower was standing behind him without knowing it.

"you--"

Before the terrifying scream could be heard, Yuan Fang's palm had already been pressed on his Tianling cover. With a gentle pinch, he easily crushed his head like a pinching an egg.

Yuan Fang didn't even bother to use his divine power, and only used less than 10% of the Martial Saint's power to crush the head of the US military lieutenant.

This kind of close-range killing is more satisfying, more refreshing, and allows Yuan Fang to enjoy the pleasure of revenge.

"Princess Ross was killed and he raided behind us." A sharp-eyed US soldier screamed in horror.

It doesn't matter what he called, it just attracted Yuan Fang's gaze. A rainbow light flashed, and Yuan Fang had become in front of him.

His palms moved like the wind. Yuan Fang lifted the American soldier together at an incredible speed, like a chicken, and shook it gently and threw it into the air.

The US soldier weighing more than 180 kilograms was easily thrown by Yuan Fang to a height of more than 30 meters, crossing a graceful arc, and screaming and falling to the ground.

With a muffled "bang", the US soldiers who landed on the ground were instantly smashed into meat pie.

In three moments, Yuan Fang killed three people in a row.

This is not enough. Yuan Fang would not leave any of the US troops who dared to invade the territory of Daqi today.

As soon as the figure moved, Yuan Yin turned into a lightning bolt and rushed into the flock like a tiger.

"He is so fast that I can't see him at all, ah! My arms, my arms are gone."

"How could this barbarian have such great strength? Ah-"

"He is the devil, he is the devil of hell, God, we're done."

"The login team calls the Brad, we need support, we need support."

"Where is the tank, where is the tank? Come quickly-"

More than 30 American soldiers retreated in panic like terrified lambs, screaming in terror, and some of them were already so scared that they howled.

Yuan Fang was like the god of death, ruthlessly snatching their lives with lightning speed and ten thousand pounds of power.

Every punch and every palm is emitted, there must be a US soldier who will be torn to pieces.

After a few breaths, the screams stopped. Yuan Fang stopped and swept around. The US troops had been killed. There were only countless pieces of meat left on the beach.
Chapter completed!