It was Yu Xiaoxiao who struck, slapping the face of that girl from Korea hard.
A group of girls looked at Yu Xiaoxiao in shock. She had always given the impression of being gentle, so how could she suddenly resort to hitting soone?
"He owes you nothing, nor does he owe us. The path we chose for ourselves, he just saved us from the brink of death, from the cold and dark iron cage."
"At this mont, choosing to complain about him is like repaying kindness with ingratitude! If I were him and knew you would act this way, I wouldn’t even save you!"
Yu Xiaoxiao, usually gentle, spoke coldly, her indifferent gaze sweeping over the group of girls.
Instantly, the group of girls all lowered their heads awkwardly. They understood these truths, but when facing life-threatening dangers, they habitually looked for soone to bla, to complain about.
When Yu Xiaoxiao bluntly exposed this, they were extrely embarrassed, their pretty faces flushed with guilt.
Looking at the young man holding a sword facing the massive army below the mountain, their hearts trembled slightly, feeling uncomfortable.
"Sister Yu Xiaoxiao, I’m sorry."
Kang Yuan spoke with teary eyes, regretting her previous fears.
Yu Xiaoxiao didn’t reply, but her bright eyes turned to the figure below the mountain, biting her lip.
"Martial Artists of Huaxia, surrender imdiately, stand still, and raise your hands. If you advance, we will open fire!"
A severe voice sounded from a massive loudspeaker within the Yue Country military.
Ye Qingfeng continued forward as if he hadn’t heard.
A thousand infantry ahead instantly raised their rifles, ready for battle!
"Stop, stop imdiately, or we’ll open fire!"
"Martial Artists of Huaxia, don’t make a mistake, surrender imdiately. You’re damaging the relations between Huaxia and Yue Country!"
Ye Qingfeng looked forward coldly, the flying sword in his hand glowing brightly, a fierce Sword Qi shooting towards the sky.
"Stop!"
"Stop imdiately!"
"Open fire!"
Finally, Yue Country could no longer hold back. How could they let a Martial Artist threaten an entire division’s strength? They imdiately issued the order to open fire.
In an instant, this massive army began to operate.
The first to engage were the combat helicopters from the sky, propellers rotating at high speed as they descended towards Ye Qingfeng, heavy machine guns on both sides gleaming with a chilling light.
"Tutu-tutu!" "Tutu-tutu!"
At a distance of 200 ters from Ye Qingfeng, the machine guns of the seven ard helicopters opened fire, wildly spraying bullets.
Below was originally the Martial Artist Town, with ancient buildings. Under the helicopter gunfire, the wooden houses seed like paper, shards flying, raising a cloud of dust.
"Ah—"
The girls halfway up the mountain scread, covering their mouths in fear. The power of these ard helicopters was overwhelming, like a hot knife through butter.
In the face of such imnse firepower, Ye Qingfeng seed dood to be reduced to ashes.
"Kill!"
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze sharpened, and he finally moved, charging directly towards the helicopter.
"Is he crazy? Charging towards an ard helicopter, he’ll be shredded by the helicopter’s machine guns!"
Both the girls on the mountain and the opposing Yue Country’s military were startled by Ye Qingfeng’s actions, thinking he was looking for death.
Only Little Yue in the rear remained indifferent, her gaze fixed firmly on Ye Qingfeng’s figure.
"Kill!"
As he approached the helicopter’s line of fire, Ye Qingfeng finally acted, stomping the ground, causing the entire ground to tremble as he leaped high into the air.
Ten ters.
Twenty ters.
Fifty ters.
"Oh my god!"
A hundred ters, Ye Qingfeng soared directly to a hundred ters in the sky. His flying sword burst into brilliant light, transforming into a giant sword over ten ters long, white light shining throughout the sky.
With a single slash!
This ard helicopter boasted specially crafted aluminum alloy and tempered glass, much stronger than ordinary steel. Ye Qingfeng’s strike targeted the high-speed rotating rotor.
With a "boom!" under Ye Qingfeng’s sword, the rotor was severed, scattering like bullets, and the helicopter plumted to the ground.
"Boom!"
Flas erupted, Ye Qingfeng’s strike damaged the helicopter’s fuel tank, and with the splatter of sparks, the helicopter exploded dramatically, yellow flas illuminating everyone’s eyes.
"This, this—"
The Yue Country army below and the girls on the mountain were all dumbfounded, their mouths agape enough to fit an egg.
The dazzling Sword Light they’d just witnessed and the exploding helicopter were unbelievable. Everyone looked up at the young man in the sky, hearts trembling violently.
Could this person truly be a Heavenly God?
Facing tens of thousands of troops, an entire division, and still able to strike down an ard helicopter.
"Attack, attack, shoot in the air!"
From the remaining six helicopters, urgent commands ca over the communicator. In no ti, all ard helicopters quickly gained altitude, then aid and fired at Ye Qingfeng.
The six ard helicopters attacked simultaneously, countless bullets bursting towards Ye Qingfeng, not regular pistol or rifle bullets, but of incredible power and great number. Even Ye Qingfeng couldn’t withstand it.
Dodge!
At this mont, Ye Qingfeng was standing on his flying sword. As the bullets ca, he swiftly evaded.
Chase!
The six ard helicopters pursued without hesitation, bullets wildly spraying at him.
Standing on the flying sword, Ye Qingfeng felt a twinge of pain. He already sensed his broken sword suffered so damage. He had crafted only the most low-level flying sword, both in materials and refining technique, it was diocre, qualifying barely as a low-level Spiritual Artifact.
Of course, on Earth, it’s definitely top-notch. After all, nobody on Earth has been heard to craft a flying sword.
But now wasn’t the ti to feel sorry for the flying sword. With six lethal ard helicopters behind him, Ye Qingfeng had no choice but to flee on his flying sword.
Ye Qingfeng felt relieved that this was rely Yue Country’s outdated weaponry. In a more militarily advanced country, he would be in danger.
As for a military powerhouse like Huaxia, should they deploy supersonic jet fighters, he would face a true crisis, a threat of falling.
"Kill him, kill him, surround him, don’t let him escape!"
From the helicopters, ca a voice of excited command, the attack intensified imdiately.
The fleeing Ye Qingfeng’s gaze suddenly sharpened, abruptly diving towards the army below.
"What is he trying to do? Fire, fire imdiately, don’t let him charge down!"
The infantry below, seeing Ye Qingfeng dive down, were montarily stunned. Hearing the command voice, they quickly drew their guns, unleashing a storm of bullets towards Ye Qingfeng.
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