Boom boom boom boom!

The missiles hit the rain, and more than a hundred flying tiger soldiers flying at the forefront were shot down in the sky because they could not dodge and could not get rid of the missile's pursuit.

Some flying tiger soldiers were even afraid of death. They carried iron shields in their hands and hit the missile, using their flesh and blood to open the way for their comrades behind them.

In the sky, fireworks were everywhere and smoke was rolling, blocking half of the sky.

Amid the explosions one after another, thousands of flying tiger warriors moved forward without hesitation against the artillery fire, crossing the smoke of gunpowder, and continuing to move forward one after another.

More than a thousand missiles are as dense as rain, with great lethality. If this were placed in that world, any fighter fleet of any major power would be destroyed.

Unfortunately, Daqi has 20,000 flying corps, which means there are 20,000 fighter jets and more than a thousand missiles, but how can it be stopped?

After paying the price of more than a thousand soldiers' lives, Yuan Fang's flying army finally broke through the enemy's air defense firepower network and killed it to a distance of ten kilometers.

In the sky, the Three Kingdoms coalition led by F22 and hundreds of fighter jets were already in front of us.

A close-range fight in the air is about to begin.

"Oh my God, have you seen it? The sky is densely filled with flying barbarians!"

"How is this possible? Didn't it mean that only one barbarian emperor can fly? Why did all the barbarians fly in a blink of an eye?"

"Call the headquarters, call the headquarters, we encountered the savage flying legion. There are more than tens of thousands of people, what should we do?"

In the sky, in the coalition telephone, panic screams were already ringing.

Before the battle was fought, the enemy's psychological defense line was almost collapsed by the overwhelming formation of the Qi army.

Just when they were still panic, Yuan Fang had already led his huge flying army, like a group of eagles, and plunged into the enemy's fleet.

Yuan Fang was as fast as lightning, and at a speed similar to the speed of sound, dancing Ruyi stick, shot towards a f22 flying towards him.

The F22 pilot suddenly woke up from his panic and quickly pressed the button and fired a raindrop-like cannon, aiming at Yuan Fang.

The wall of divine power has opened, and dense bullets have been shot out and they are all bounced out.

In an instant, Yuan Fang had already flew past the enemy plane.

The Ruyi stick in his hand had turned into a battle knife, and was dragged down by Yuan Fang, and slashed straight through from front to back.

"ah--"

Amid the screams, the f22, together with the US pilot, was cut from the nose to the tail of the aircraft and split into two halves.

Accompanied by a "boom" explosion, Yuan Fang had already crossed the fireball smoke and rushed towards another F35 fighter.

The US pilot in the fighter plane saw a flesh-and-blooded body flying in, but he even used a big knife to chop off his companion plane. He was so scared that he almost had to pee his pants.

"Devil, devil!"

Then the pilot dared not fight again. He quickly controlled the fighter plane, turned his head and ran away.

Yuan Fang did not allow him to escape, but the non-attack armor accelerated and chased him closely.

Each machine and one person rolled and stormed in the sky, chasing up and down, and their speed reached its peak.

Yuan Fang's non-attack speed was comparable to that of the fighter plane. When the distance was several dozen meters, his palm suddenly poked out, and the surging invisible magic power roared out a hundred steps apart, turning into an invisible giant hand and grabbing forward.

Crack!

The invisible giant hand of divine power grabbed the tail of the fighter plane with one hand, and squeezed it hard, and then shattered the tail of the plane.

The f35 fighter that lost its tail immediately lost its flight operation and rolled downwards and crashed onto the ground with a "boom".

Yuan Fang destroyed two fighter planes in a row while breathing, and his murderous intent was a big hit. He moved the non-attack armor and danced the Ruyi stick in his hand, and rushed towards other fighter planes.

At this moment, Zhao Yun and other nearly 20,000 Flying Tiger Legion had already arrived, and rushed towards hundreds of Three Kingdoms fighter jets from all directions.

Zhao Yun drifted down the sky and crashed into a Japanese fighter jet. Before the Japanese pilot could react, he jumped onto his fuselage with a "bang".

"Come out for me!"

Zhao Yun let out a low roar, and the tiger's palm was poked out, and the bloody fist smashed the cabin, directly lifting the Japanese pilot out of the cockpit.

The Japanese pilot was scared and never dreamed that he would be picked up from thousands of meters above the sky, so scared that he screamed in Japanese.

Zhao Yun didn't care about him. He swung his arm and threw him into the wind.

The Japanese pilot howled, fell from a height of several thousand meters to the ground, and fell into a pool of meat mud on the spot.

After destroying one aircraft, Zhao Yun kicked his feet and shot at another fighter aircraft.

Compared to Zhao Yun, Ma Chao is even more cruel.

At this moment, he also landed on a Ball Country fighter plane, imitating Zhao Yun and lifted the Ball Country pilot out.

He stood on the out-of-control plane, grabbed the head of the Chinese pilot with one hand, grabbed his legs with the other, and exerted force, and it was like tearing a chicken, and it directly tore the Chinese pilot with two halves.

Blood and flesh were scattered in the wind, and the out-of-control fighter jet had already swooped down and was about to crash into the ground.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ma Chao's mouth, his figure was already like black lightning. He soared into the air a second before the crash and pierced into the sky battlefield where the chaos was fighting.

"Go to die for me."

Zhang Fei, who was in the flying armor, crashed towards a US aircraft. The US aircraft launched a mad cannon and rain-like bullets rushed towards Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei has no wall of divine power or blood and energy. He can't easily block bullets like Yuan Fang, but he has his own defensive weapon.

One side is several centimeters thick and huge, huge shield!

Zhang Fei pushed the giant shield in front of him and flew wildly in the rain of bullets. Although the bullets were fierce, they could not penetrate the iron shields that were several centimeters thick and were knocked away one after another.

Zhang Fei rushed towards the bullet rain without hesitation and directly hit the nose of the American aircraft.

Crack!

With the loud noise, the nose of the American aircraft was instantly destroyed. The pilot in the cockpit was so scared that he was shocked. He immediately activated the ejection system and shot out of the cockpit.

How could Zhang Fei let him go? The moment he crashed into the fighter plane, he soared into the air again and chased the pilot who had ejected.

"Do you still want to run away? I'll tear you!"

With the roar, Zhang Fei had already caught up with the pilot and ascended parallel to it. The steel made of his hand was stinging out of the snake spear.

The US pilot had no room for fighting back, and could only watch the spear of the "barbarian" in front of him stabbed into his chest.

"Ah...*...tempt..."

The pilot's eyes burst into big, his face turned pale, and his mouth was not clean.

Zhang Fei was merciless, and the force of the marrow changed the pilot into pieces and fell like a rain of flowers.

"It's so satisfying, I've been killing so happily. I haven't been so excited for a long time, hahaha--"

The blood-stained Zhang Fei's murderous intent had burned to the top, and turned into a black lightning, swaying the blood-stained snake spear, and pounced on another Japanese aircraft.

This is a massacre, the flying army of Daqi, the massacre of the fighter jets of the three-national coalition forces of the Bad.

Generals such as Zhang Fei, Yan Liang, Wen Chou showed their skills and could destroy a fighter plane with one person.

Although the other ordinary soldiers were not as good as martial arts and their strength and speed were much weaker, they could not resist the large number of them. They were in groups of four or five people, and they surrounded and killed an enemy plane from all directions, which was enough to destroy them.

Of course, there were also many soldiers who could not dodge and were shot by machine cannon bullets that were shot indiscriminately, and were killed in the sky on the spot. How many people were killed or injured?

However, more than a thousand casualties were like a drop in the bucket for the tens of thousands of Flying Tiger Legion, and they were not enough to shake their confidence.

In the sky, hundreds of coalition fighter jets were completely defeated by the Great Qitian Army, and in less than a few minutes, nearly two-thirds of the fighter jets were lost.

The remaining dozens of fighter planes did not dare to fight again, and they turned around and fled.

These enemy planes that escaped from the battle group did not even dare to go to Weishan Base. They directly crossed the base and fled towards the US aircraft carrier at the sea or the other bases.

In a few minutes, the coalition's air force had been hit by a devastating blow, and they had no strength to stop the Qi army from rushing towards their base.

In the Weishan base, the Patriot defensive missiles also launched cleanly. Now that the air force has been destroyed, the defense system of the entire base is equal to collapse. What can we use to stop the Qi army from breaking in?

Flying over from more than 100 kilometers away, plus a few minutes of air combat, most of the flying armor of the Flying Tiger Army remained less than ten minutes.

However, ten minutes are enough.

Even without the help of other soldiers, after breaking through the defensive net, Yuan Fang was able to destroy the entire Weishan base with his own strength.

"The warriors of Daqi, follow me to kill all the enemy thieves!"

Yuan Fang, who was frightened by war, swooped down from above the nine heavens and rushed towards the base.

Tens of thousands of soldiers also roared like thunder, following their emperor and pounced towards the Weishan base.

In the base, the alarm sounded, and tens of thousands of coalition soldiers carried guns and cannons, aiming at the sky and firing randomly.

When the missiles were used up and the fighter planes were destroyed, they could only use guns and cannons to block the Qi army.

How could it be stopped?

Yuan Fang's wall of divine power was fully opened, hanging down from the sky, and the friction air burned out red flames, like a huge fireball, falling from the sky.

boom!

In an instant, Yuan Fang had already fallen to the ground, and the huge impact force directly hit a large pit on the base's flight track. The splashed gravel and shock waves pushed more than a dozen coalition soldiers into the air.
Chapter completed!