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Chapter 265 Strength is not allowed to be low-key! Delivered)

At this moment, the driver said something that made everyone except Cao Yi fall to the bottom of the mood: "The truck broke down and could not move."

Rumble... The explosion was even more intense than before, and it was mixed with dense machine gun sounds.

These rebels and a coalition government armed forces have worked.

Cao Yi was not surprised at all when he saw the tragic fighting scenes that were not shown in the movie outside.

Movies are movies after all, and there are many things that are inconvenient to display.

As long as the abandoned half survives, they will absolutely hate the coalition government and the residents of the dungeon to the extreme.

After more than ten years of fighting, the coalition government and the residents of the dungeon must have hated the rebels until what time.

It was creaking, and the sound of teeth shaking came from one side.

Cao Yi glanced at Han Zi'ang, who had a pale face, and finally understood why it took Han Zi'ang a full five hours to arrive at the Jining Dungeon Detention Center in the movie.

As an ordinary person, when encountering such a fierce battle, it would be a blessing to be able to leave alive if you are too late.

Boom! A micro missile exploded near the carrier, pushing the carrier back for more than four meters.

Strength is not allowed to be low-key!

Cao Yi stood up and walked towards the car door.

"Master, don't go out, you will die."

Han Zi'ang shouted.

Although this Taoist priest can predict the future, it is just a physical body. There are a group of rebels wearing exoskeletons holding machine guns, rockets, armoured vehicles, carrying micro missiles, and even stronger weapons outside. When the Taoist priest goes out, there is only a dead end.

Cao Yi said lightly without looking back: "I am going to open the door, everyone wears a helmet."

The sound is not loud, but it hits everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.

This is how Cao Yi used the power of his soul. Even the person who was extremely panicked quickly calmed down and put on his helmet.

Cao Yi raised his hand and pushed open the heavy car door like he was pushing open the paper. Just as the elevator door was opened before, countless snowflakes sprayed in, and the walls of the car were filled with white frost, and the temperature inside the car dropped dozens of degrees.

At this moment, dense large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets poured over like heavy rain.

The sound of striking sounds is endless.

The old-age spiritual energy in Cao Yi's body immediately rushed to the surface of his skin like a guard guarding the emperor, forming a thin protective cover.

Even if the extremely dense large-caliber heavy machine gun machine gun bullets penetrate the protective suit, it would not hurt Cao Yi at all.

The people in the car didn't know Cao Yi's ability. When they heard the sound of bullets, they lay down immediately, and their minds were full of scenes of Cao Yi being beaten up.

Living in troubled times, they know the power of large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets. Without any protection, they only need one pill to break the person in the waist.

Although Cao Yi was wearing protective clothing, he would only die even worse under the attack of these large-caliber heavy machine gun bullets.

Han Zi'ang felt very guilty. If Cao Yi hadn't been to help him, he might not have died.

"Dadada..."

The bullet hit the car, almost next to Han Zi'ang's transparent helmet lying on the ground, and hit the car wall with dazzling sparks everywhere.

Han Zi'ang, who almost died, didn't care about complaining about himself, and pressed tightly on the ground with a full of fear.

Next to a carriage with flames and charred bodies inside.

Cao Yi stood indifferently, like an outsider.

Not far away, two groups of people were fighting hard.

One group, needless to say, was a rebel, with a large number of people and a fearless fear of death. They were all wearing exoskeletons and had large caliber heavy machine guns. Some of them were on armored vehicles that were several smaller than the carriers, moving quickly on the ice field, and continuously outputting amazingly powerful micro missiles.

One group was from the coalition government, using many transport vehicles and armored vehicles to form a circle. Although the firepower output was also very fierce, the combat style was very conservative compared to the rebels, giving people a feeling of being held back and waiting for assistance.

"In such a scene, the rebels either want to intercept a big man or rob some important materials."

While Cao Yi was talking to himself, he listened carefully.

I soon got the answer from the chaotic explosion and roar. The rebels' target was not someone else, but what Han Zi'ang said, Ma Yuankun, who came to Beijing for a meeting.

Ma Yuankun is the general manager of the three dungeons in Hangzhou and the spiritual leader of the entire southern dungeon. It is of great significance to intercept him.

This time, the rebels who hated the coalition government are bound to win.

"Capture the king first"

Cao Yi, who soon found the rebel leader, made a decision.

This time is different from before. There is no spiritual energy in this world, and there are many things to do later. You cannot waste the spiritual energy of the Ungrown Spring as leisurely as before.

"Draw the sheath"

Cao Yi shouted softly, and the Chixiao Sword flew out of the purple gold and red gourd.

The unique fiery power of the Chixiao Sword caused a violent reaction to the cold air around it, and white smoke rose.

With a shrill sound of breaking the wind, a micro missile flew over quickly.

He actually took the initiative to attack him and used a micro missile.

Cao Yi thought, and the Chixiao sword rushed out and hit the micro missile.

A violent explosion was immediately overwhelmed by the dense explosions not far away.

The Chixiao Sword seemed to be angry, and the red light made a huge sound, dragging white marks with a sharp roar that broke the sound barrier, and in the blink of an eye, it shot into an armored vehicle.

The thick alloy armor that completely ignored the shells and even the micro missiles, as well as the new material glass, was pierced on the spot like tofu.

In the driver's position, a driver with brown and black skin unique to Southeast Asians had a fist-sized hole on his forehead, and red and white kept flowing out of it, which was very terrifying.

"What's that?"

The rebel leader holding a telescope in a heavy armored vehicle muttered to himself.

After the words came, a red light came straight towards him.

He subconsciously dodged, but how could he dodge it?

After the Chixiao Sword did not take much effort to break through the new material glass of the heavy armored vehicle, it penetrated through him just like the Southeast Asian driver.

With a whoosh, the Chixiao Sword flew back.

Cao Yi thought about it and took it into the purple gold and red gourd.

Next, the rebels who lost their leader did indeed have command chaos.

Protecting General Ma’s army and seizing the opportunity to counterattack, gaining the upper hand.

But then an amazing scene happened, and the rebels launched a suicide attack.

Protecting General Ma’s army immediately lost most of the losses.

The remaining army also launched a suicide counterattack.

Explosions continued, and life after life passed.

"What a great hatred, launching a suicide attack"

Cao Yi whispered.

“Buzz.”
Chapter completed!
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