Chapter 503: No need to say more, kill!

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At an altitude of several kilometers, Tang Zhen waved his wings and was flying fast.
At this time, his degree has gone far beyond the sound, and the scenery on the wilderness has swept away from his eyes, and the sharp tweets from the front are heard from time to time.
Occasionally encountering flying monsters on the way, will also escape after sensing the breath of Tang Zhen.
After being promoted to a king-level monk, Tang Zhen’s body has begun to change into an unknown, and the body’s defensive power is even more perverted.
Whenever he is attacked, his body surface will automatically activate a special protective cover to protect his body from damage.
This special protective cover is extremely protective. Even with the shoulder-resisting rocket launcher, it is impossible to break the defense of the Tang Zhen body watch.
Therefore, even if Tang Zhen is flying in the air, the protective cover of the body can ensure that his body is not damaged. Otherwise, this kind of flesh-high flight state will be maintained for a long time, and the huge pressure will be even overwhelmed by the king-level monks.
According to his flight degree at this time, it only takes about half an hour, and he can reach the location where Qianlong is located.
As for the [Map Teleportation Plug-in] that can help him reach the target quickly, Tang Zhen will not easily start because of the restrictions, so as not to catch the key moments.
Unconsciously, Tang Zhen was getting closer and closer to the target location. From the perspective of the map, he even saw the wild building and saw the location of Qianlong and others.
Just seeing the situation of Qianlong and others at this time, Tang Zhen was a brow.
At the moment, Qianlong and others were not far away, gathering a group of interracial monks, the number of about two thousand people, all face is uncontrollable murderous.
Look at the appearance of these alien monks, apparently from the same building.
In the place where these alien monks are not far away, there is a large group of monks of all ethnic groups gathered together, pointing with the expression of gloating and sorrow, pointing to the Qianlong and others.
Surrounded by a group of interracial monks, Qianlong is a look of indifferent expression, holding a cigarette in his mouth and sneering at each other.
The monks in the holy dragon city beside him, they all had machine guns and aimed at the opposite monks.
Although the two sides are in a state of arrogance, if they look closely, the opposite monks are obviously worried.
Because regardless of the level of the monks in the Holy Dragon City, or the heavy machine guns in their hands, these alien monks are not allowed to do it easily.
A killing last night led to the casualties of hundreds of alien monks.
The facts are in front of you, and the interracial monks have been clearly aware that the opposite Dragon City is a savage tiger, and it will be hit hard if it is careless!
These tigers are obviously afraid of such bad results.
Therefore, even if the number of these alien monks is far from the holy city, they still dare not act rashly.
At this time, there was an interracial monk who stood in front of the front line and pointed at his feet. The anger seemed to be accusing him of something. Qianlong seemed to love it.
The attitude of Qianlong made the foreign monks violently thunderous, and the alien monks standing behind him were also slashing swords and swords, and a pair of rushing to the desperate posture.
Tang Zhen can see that the emotions of these alien monks are almost out of control, and it is possible to rush at any time.
"Mahjong, this kid is always this hanging!"
Tang Zhen secretly smiled, but there was not much worry in his heart.
Even if there is a real battle between the two sides, the monks of St. Dragon City may not suffer, but if they want to win the battle, they will inevitably pay a certain number of casualties.
It is for this reason that Tang Zhen will secretly recite Qianlong.
If you have nothing to do, do you want to do it, and whether it is an absolute advantage, is it easy for you to cultivate a monk?
The resources needed to train a monk in the holy city are enough for five city soldiers to use in other buildings. This shows how much blood has been written by Tang Zhen!
Of course, the harvest is also very obvious, otherwise the monks of St. Dragon City will not be able to advance continuously, and the fighting power will burst!
It is also for this reason that Tang Zhencai is very concerned about the damage of the Loucheng monks, and will not let them fall into danger.
He is now playing and growing up, and when these monks in the city are all advanced to the master-level monks, it is the real harvest season.
Did not go to the Lord's monk to break, the kind of loss business Tang Zhen did not do!
Thinking of this, Tang Zhen suddenly increased the degree to the extreme, and the distance of tens of kilometers was passed.
"Hey!"
At the same time, the violent sound of the sound was also transmitted to the ears of the monks on the ground, and they were surprised to find the sound source.
"There are people in the sky, have come over!"
I don't know which monk yelled, and everyone immediately looked up at the sky.
In the sky high in the blue sky, a figure of lightning strikes, and then it rushes from the air.
"boom!"
After a muffled sound, the figure fell directly into the group of monks in the alien city, and a series of screams followed.
I saw dozens of shiny metal rings flying around the figure, picking up countless blood and broken meat, and every time the ring crossed, it will harvest a life.
However, in the blink of an eye, there are nearly 100 monks in the alien city building in the pool of blood, and the ground has been soaked with lasing blood.
The rest of the interracial monks saw the scene, and they screamed at the figure, but they just rushed out a few steps, as if they had hit an invisible wall, so that they could not be near.
Just as these alien monks were overwhelmed by the loud curses, the man who was in the wreckage looked cold and snorted softly.
The alien monk who had been cursing the sorcerer suddenly shut up, and then he smashed the blood, and after he lost the weapon, he began to roll his pain.
"Hey!"
After a series of explosions, the alien monks who shouted loudly all burst their heads, leaving only the headless bodies twitching on the ground.
Other alien monks who were just preparing to swear, immediately closed their mouths and looked at the back wing with horror, like a humanistic monk who killed God!
As for the various monks on the side, they have been scared by this horrible killing. After the battle began, they have automatically retreated to hundreds of meters.
Dozens of interracial monks who use bows and arrows look at each other and sneak around to the back position, ready to attack with poison arrows.
"This grandson is going to attack the city owner, and the brothers kill me!"
The Qianlong on the side had long been stunned. After seeing the movements of the alien monks, they immediately screamed and dropped the machine gun and rushed into the battlefield.
The other monks of the Holy Dragon City saw it, all like the arrow of the string. In the blink of an eye, they rushed around Tang Zhen, and then centered on him and continued to kill around.
Qianlong waved a sword and killed two interracial monks. He relied on Tang Zhen.
"The Lord of the City, you are here!"
Tang Zhen glanced at the Qianlong, a hippie smile, and snorted without a good air.
"You can't be honest for a while, and you can kill and kill wherever you go!"
I can warn you if the brothers brought out this time have any damage, then see how I can clean you up!

Qianlong heard a sigh of laughter and reached out and scratched his head. There was no hint of remorse on his face.
Tang Zhen shook his head slightly and smiled and kicked the of Qianlong.
"Well, since you have already taught these guys, call them back to the brethren, and it’s important to do something right!"
Tang Zhen waved his hand and said casually. The words were calm and calm, and he did not care about the hundreds of alien monks who were killed by him.
Even if it is an enemy, there is no need to be merciful. This is a sentiment that Tang Zhen has gained after numerous countless assassinations.
The male child Xia Bing Qing Feng, the sword and the squad in the army, the sun is like a blood, and the wind is sent back!
The road to hegemony is always accompanied by blood and killing. If you can't change it, you can only learn to adapt.
On the road to the rise of the Holy Dragon City, it has already spread all over the body...