Chapter 600: Battle, Battle, Battle!

It was silent, there was only the sound of the whirring wind blowing across the entire plain, and the soldiers in the front row and the Tarotzi adjutant were dumbfounded, and even the bazooka couldn't blow him up?

Qingzhu, Huang Rui, and Chen Yulin in the off-road vehicle were dumbfounded, and in the gray smoke, he stood proudly like a god of war, stepping on the domineering spirit of the world and walking slowly towards the other party step by step.

"Don't ...... Don't let him come. General Tarotzi cried out in horror with a cigar in his mouth, "What about the tank, hurry up and crush him with the tank." ”

"Tank!" exclaimed the adjutant.

The strategic equipment of the new Soviet Union is relatively backward, and there is no way to compete with the big powers of Britain, France, the United States, and Russia, and now they all use the latest field tanks, but the tanks used by the new Soviet Union are still the third-generation tanks in World War II, and the speed of the shells has not even broken the speed of sound.

Boom, the tracks of the tank crushed the grass and mud, and quickly crushed towards Zhuo Bufan, the king of tank land combat, whether it was off-road or artillery fire, it was enough to crush all kinds of equipment on land.

"It's good to come. ”

Zhuo Bufan slowly walked forward, not dodging at all, his hands were pinched together, exuding a glazed white glow, like bluestone and white jade.

"Sun Moon King Fist!"

Zhuo Bufan shouted, clenched his fists like a bright meteor, and the whole person pulled out a heavy phantom, and galloped towards the tank quickly.

"What is he doing, trying to hit the tank with his body?" Qingzhu put down the camera in his hand and opened his mouth in a daze.

Tarotzi took a cigarette in his mouth and laughed, "I actually want to hit the tank with my body, even the adults in Shura don't dare to do this, and crush him into meatloaf!"

The two are hundreds of meters apart, but at relative speed, almost less than three seconds, they came into contact together, Zhuo Bufan raised his fist, with the power of breaking the sky, and a golden fist mark about the size of three zhang appeared on the fist, blowing out a cold wind, and the strength of the fist was like a wave.

"Bang!"

The three-zhang golden fist mark smashed on the tank weighing dozens of tons, and suddenly the tank trembled violently, although the armored tank could resist the shell, but the huge shock force passed through the steel armor, directly shaking the bones of the two soldiers sitting in the tank, and the internal organs were shattered.

Heavy tanks are generally about 100 tons, this is just a Type 93 light land tank, but it weighs 51 tons, and it was directly overturned under the blow of Zhuo Bufan's full force, smashing out a deep pit.

The whole scene is dead, such a shocking scene, more shocking and real than watching a 3D movie in the cinema, especially the soldiers who are relatively close, it is even more jaw-dropping, human beings can actually smash a tank with one punch, without fear of bullets and rockets, which has subverted their outlook on life.

Zhuo Bufan finished all this, didn't look at the tank that fell to the side, and continued to walk towards the front line of the fortress.

These soldiers are all from the Soviet Union, and the Soviet Union believes in the existence of God, Zhuo Bufan is not afraid of bullets, and knocks over the tank with one punch, this is not a god, so what is a god.

"Spare us, gods. The veteran, who had been smoking a cigarette just now, suddenly threw away the AK47 in his hand and knelt on the ground with a pop.

Several soldiers next to him hesitated, and they also threw down their weapons one after another, knelt on the ground, muttering something in their mouths, and the soldiers on the front line all threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground, treating Zhuo Bufan as a god.

Tarozi finally panicked, he was a warlord leader, relying on the gun in his hand to dominate the party, robbing and plundering, and doing all kinds of evil, but without the gun, he was just an ordinary person.

"What are you all doing, hurry up and pick up your guns, he's a demon, kill him. Tarotzi exclaimed in horror.

Zhuo Bufan walked past the soldiers and walked directly in front of Tarozi.

"Demon, you go and die. Tarotzi pulled out his Bronck pistol and pulled the trigger.

A bullet was sprayed out from the muzzle at a speed of 350 meters per second, and a real air mark was pulled out of the air, Zhuo Bufan raised his hand seemingly slowly, but sandwiched the bullet between his two fingers, and said indifferently: "You are the leader here?"

The adjutant standing next to him fell to his knees with a thud, shivering.

"You...... If you dare to kill me, Lord Shura will definitely avenge me. Tarotqi's feet and hands were cold, his pupils constricted, and he looked at Zhuo Bufan in disbelief.

"Noise!"

With a flick of his fingers, the bullet shot back and pierced Taroqi's head, killing the warlord leader of the mighty Qilofa.

The crowd was even more frightened and clung to the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Inform your president, I'm coming!" Zhuo Bufan said lightly, and continued to stride forward.

The adjutant and many soldiers finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this strong man from Asia was too strong, he was not even afraid of tanks and bazookas, and he didn't know if the military headquarters in the rear could stop him.

The city of Chilofa is about the same size as a third- and fourth-tier city in the Dragon Kingdom, and even the population is much smaller than that of the Dragon Kingdom, and the extraordinary divine sense directly covers the entire city, and immediately locks the Ruins Theater, a large theater with a baroque style, Roman columns, and temples are all here.

At this time, a foreign man with blond hair and brown eyes was standing outside the temple, wearing a black windbreaker, hunting in the wind.

"Huh?" the foreign man looked up, as if sensing someone spying on him, and then shook his head again, "Is it my delusion?"

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared outside the temple and was slowly walking towards him.

"Stop, who are you, do you know what kind of place this is, and dare to trespass?" the foreign man shouted, frowning, his eyes shining coldly, staring at the people who came by.

At this time, he saw the appearance of the person who came clearly, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, the person who came was actually an Asian boy with black hair and black eyes, about ten years old, with a straight figure and extremely handsome appearance, which was comparable to a first-line Asian idol star.

However, the foreign man glanced at it, but showed a trace of doubt, because he did not feel any energy fluctuations from the young man's body, this was just an ordinary person.

In fact, this is because Zhuo Bufan's strength is too strong, as long as he doesn't deliberately release energy, the weak can't detect his strength at all, which is also what the Tao says - back to basics.

"My name is Shadow Kill. The boy stopped, looked at him indifferently, and said softly.

"What kind of shadow killing, I haven't heard of it, now get out of the ...... quickly" Halfway through his words, the foreign man suddenly stared at the round eyes, as if someone was choking his throat, and stammered: "You...... You're Shadow Kill. ”

Thinking that now communication equipment, especially military equipment, any information is transmitted instantly, Zhuo Bufan just killed Taroqi, he had already received the news, and he originally wanted to come out to take a look, but he didn't expect to encounter the shadow kill directly.

In his imagination, the shadow kill should be an adult man, or an old monster, not to mention that he had fought with Taroqi's army just now, and even if he survived, he should have been seriously injured, but looking at the shadow kill in front of him, it was intact, as if he was stepping to enjoy the flowers.

"Earth wall!" The foreign man's body emitted a faint yellow light, and suddenly the ground swelled, and an earthen wall as thick as one zhang and three feet high rose in place, blocking Zhuo Bufan's eyes.