Chapter 939 The God of Death... is coming

What?

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Meng Dabiao and Zhou Yao were both stunned at the same time and looked 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 Bai Qi pointed.

When they saw this, their faces changed drastically.

"Brother Dong, be careful!"

Meng Dabiao roared with all his strength.

But they were far apart, and at this time, there were even screams and killings on the battlefield where Chen Dong was located.

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

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

Meng Dabiao looked frightened, gritted his teeth hard, rushed towards the Ola tribe's 10,000 team.

"Da Biao!"

The sudden scene was unexpected by both Bai Qi and Zhou Yao.

"Don't worry about me, I want to save Brother Dong, I want to save Brother Dong..."

Meng Dabiao did not stop and ran towards the 10,000 team of the Ola tribe, but his face was frightened and hideous: "If you can't hear it from a distance, then run closer and shout, what is too late, it must be too late!"

In front of the hot weapon, all beings are equal!

This is common sense for everyone!

Before Huo Zhenxiao created the Dragon Cavalry's sword and sword technique, the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry also had to use thermal weapons on the battlefield. With the courage of the soldiers, they still had to use thermal weapons.

It was not until the Dragon Cavalry War Knife and Sword Technique were created that the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry truly had the iron-blooded spirit of 300,000 people swept the battlefield!

Chen Dong's condition at this time made Meng Dabiao and others confused.

It seems like the god of killing is coming to the world, invincible and destroyed.

But no matter how strong it is, it will definitely not be able to stop the shells of the three tank guns from the same bombardment!

The Ola tribe still turned the barrels of three tanks in a melee, obviously intending to pay the price to completely kill Chen Dong.

Howling in the wind and snow.

Meng Dabiao ran towards the battlefield desperately, but because of the injuries in the previous battle, his steps became a little staggering at this moment.

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

It seems like the sickle that the god of death is about to swing!

Meng Dabiao was furious and ran wildly while shouting at the top of his throat.

"Brother Dong, run!"

"It's time to fire, Brother Dong hid!"

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

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Not to mention Chen Dong, who turned into a god of killing at this time, the chaos on the battlefield, the screams and howlings of killing shocked the sky. Even the soldiers of the Ola tribe had never heard Meng Dabiao's shouts.

With one person's strength, facing the trembling noise formed by tens of thousands of people, the sound really seemed small and empty.

Behind Meng Dabiao.

Bai Qi and Zhou Yao both looked depressed and stood in despair.

Looking at the slowly rotating tank barrel, my heart quickly sinks into the abyss of despair.

Compared to Meng Dabiao's impulse.

Zhou Yao was unable to run to the battlefield because he was seriously injured and dying Sun Kong on his back.

Bai Qi defeated impulse because reason defeated him.

At this time, Bai Qi looked lonely and gloomy, and even his despair quickly became stronger as the tank barrel rotated.

He knew that the tank barrel seemed to rotate slowly, but the time it took didn't take too long, and he couldn't wait for Meng Dabiao to come to the battlefield to remind Chen Dong before he could tell him.

Not to mention, Chen Dong was surrounded by a crowd of people. Even if Meng Dabiao ran to the nearest place on the battlefield, he could not convey the sound, unless he ran to Chen Dong's side.

But...is this possible?

At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down.

Under the gaze of Bai Qi, Zhou Yao and Meng Dabiao, the three tank barrels slowly rotated. For a moment, the wind and snow and the wailing sounds seemed to disappear without a trace.

And in the middle of the battlefield.

At this time, Chen Dong was waving the dragon cavalry sword, just like harvesting wheat seedlings, wantonly harvesting the lives of the Oirat tribe's 10,000 team.

Wherever you pass, flesh and blood flew everywhere, leaving behind a corpse to pave the way.

The surrounding Oirat tribe soldiers were still rushing towards Chen Dong at this time, but compared to the beginning, everyone looked panic and nervous.

Chen Dong was like a ghost, quickly moving through the crowd. After the madness, his combat power surged, making him hold the Dragon Cavalry Knife in his hand. The combat power he burst out with was like a despair of Mount Tai for these Oirat tribe soldiers.

Just quietly.

The number of people surrounding Chen Dong was gradually decreasing.

Some soldiers who rushed to halfway suddenly stopped and then retreated.

This scene happened extremely suddenly.

It was like a turn of twists and turns, making the atmosphere of a corner where Chen Dong was located become weird and weird.

The remaining dozen soldiers surrounded Chen Dong with their faces determinedly. Everything seemed to have been suddenly arranged at some point.

At this time, Chen Dong's eyes were bright and dying, and he still did not notice the sudden change. Instead, he continued to wave the dragon cavalry sword and reap more than a dozen lives in front of him.

at the same time.

Bai Qi and Zhou Yao, who were always watching the battlefield, immediately felt at the bottom of the valley.

In their sight.

The three tanks that turned the gun barrel stopped rotating at this moment.

And the three thick gun barrels were all aiming 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 Chen Dong!

"Brother Dong!"

Meng Dabiao was running wildly at this moment and an indescribable anger gushed out of his chest.

Looking at the three cannon barrels that stopped rotating, the stop was like a heavy punch, hitting his heart hard, causing his feet to stagger and fall into the snow with a bang.

Middle ground.

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

Death... is coming soon!

On one of the tanks, the general of the Ola 10,000-man team and two deputy generals stood on it.

The middle-aged general's expression was cold and solemn, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sense of majesty was conveyed.

Even if he is silent, he demonstrates his panic as a superior.

The two side generals looked at each other and smiled disdainfully.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he will never have the slightest chance of surviving when facing the bombardment of three tank guns!

If such a fierce evil star is among the hundreds of tribes, it will definitely become their weapon for whip south!

But in the heavy snow dragon cavalry army, it will definitely become a roadblock for them to whip south in the near future, spending more than a dozen lives and strangling them into the cradle. This is a top priority for hundreds of tribes outside the territory.

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

"General, you're ready!"

One of them clasped his fists and said.

As soon as the words fell.

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

However.

Just as he was about to drop his right hand.

Rumble...

Above the sky, a roar of thunder-like fighter jets suddenly exploded.

From far to near, it is as fast as lightning.

In this world, it is deafening.

Everyone was shocked and looked up at the sky.

Bai Qi and Zhou Yao were also shocked and then looked up at the sky.
Chapter completed!