Dark Blood Age

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Chu Yunsheng finally understood where Indian officers came from. He had previously thought he had a broken head, so there was no fear.

Then fight. Hit them till we talk!

Chu Yunsheng didn't want to clarify his relationship with the Night Cavalry, but looking at the situation in front of him, he said it for nothing. If you want to say it, you have to fight it before it can be persuasive!

Once you do, Chu Yunsheng will not give anyone a chance to fight back.

While Indian officers were still watching Chu Yunsheng confidently, Chu Yunsheng crossed the white translation on one side without a sign, and the flame turned around.

The Indian officer's face changed dramatically. I didn't expect Chu Yunsheng to dare to do it. He reached out and went to pull the pistol between his waists. The iron stick flowing with flames split above his head.

Puff

Indian officers felt only the heat in their brains and the surrounding soldiers had a distorted flame in front of them, while the nearest translator beside them stared wide-eyed, only he could see clearly the General's representative, Colonel Jared, burned to ashes under the iron rod.

Then he screamed, his ass fell to the ground, his feet paralyzed, and he panicked and climbed in the direction of the soldiers behind him.

Hey, hey, hey!

Several of the reacting protagonists shot at Chu Yunsheng subconsciously and continuously.

Bullets are not dense, there are not many people shooting at this moment, and most people have yet to react to what's going on.

But the gunshots were more sobering, and the next minute, the whole scene was messed up, and someone tried to run, someone squatted on the ground, and someone shouted.

However, Chu Yunsheng disappeared under the spotlight of everyone's sight. A large number of soldiers held rifles and did not know where to fire?

“Above! ”

I didn't know who it was, screamed, pointed to the sky's hands slightly trembled, and saw a ghostly creep.

Dozens of soldiers raised their guns, searching for targets to adjust the muzzle and prepare to fire.

Colonel Jared was killed, already the fifth victim, and things were irreconcilably magnified, and the military was utterly provoked. They may be helpless in the face of thousands of pig-headed people, but they are not too scared in the face of a person with a little extraordinary abilities, unlike the army, the civilian population.

Dozens, hundreds of people and guns, individual pig heads or night cavalry, must also be shot into the hornet's nest.

“Shoot! ”

The commander of the company commander ordered without any hesitation.

There was only one sparking fog in the night sky, and the momentum was rapidly returning. At this rate, it was hit very hard, but the commander couldn't take it. Hundreds of rounds of bullets converged in the sky. How many rounds could be hit?!

The first bullet came out of the chamber!

Right behind it, followed by dense and numb bullets.

It was supposed to be a high-speed bullet. It was supposed to be a hot warhead leaving a light trajectory in the air. When it was less than half the distance flown, it was still vibrating at low frequencies in the sky, screaming and screaming, inches could not move forward by a point.

How can a bullet stop?

Time hasn't stopped! What's going on? What's going on?

Magic or your own eyes? The pig head and the night cavalry have never shown such incredible power!

Weird images make the soldiers' hearts rise up uncontrollably fearful, and as a result, in order to overcome the fears drilled in their hearts, the soldiers shoot wildly until they hit the entire magazine!

More bullets whistled out of the barrel and rushed into a seemingly stationary group of vibrating bullets in front, stuck in a gap like reinforcements, but without exception, all stopped, like a thousand army horses in front, the horses hissed, but only against the killing field.

Only the first bullet, lonely struggling in front of a dense and numb cluster of bullets, faces tremendous pressure from the enemy ahead like a lonely hero.

Phew, Phew...

Its elastomeric metal shell began to have a burning white smoke, initially just a hinge, and the entire smooth metal shell between the eyes appeared as if it were corrosive, a burning spot, and quickly expanded around and burned.

The process seemed delicate, in fact it was done in a very short period of time, only to be made clearer by the stationary vibration in situ of the population of bullets.

Next, a scene falls into everyone's sight, jumping into the pupil.

The first bullet melted into a white smoke and the fog had not dissipated. The dense numbness behind it was like a solar storm that hit the heat wave, and it collapsed in a group of 708.

The flames lit one after the other on the bullets that flew back.

The burning airflow hidden in the air, invisible, finally swept past all the bullets and stormed towards their point of departure.

Many people lose consciousness, lose their lives in the next moment, two moments.

From melting red at the muzzle of a rifle to burning all over your body, it's just a matter of winking.

At this time, Chu Yun landed.

The waves suddenly retracted, leaving a land burned to ashes, badly wounded, clothes on fire of frightened soldiers.

The number of deaths has again surged.

But this time, no one dared to shoot again and yell anything. The commander, who was far away, instantly lost half his strength and had to voluntarily follow the dozens of remaining soldiers backwards and downwards.

The airwaves continued to close, and a leaping little spark gathered under Chu Yun's left hand, cheering like an elf, sparkling dark blue light, but at this moment, no one thought it was cute.

On the other side, people noticed that Chu Yun rose to his right hand with a slight tremor. Blood dripped down along his fingers, but in the middle of the air, he was gassed by high temperatures.

A more careful person can even find that Chu Yunsheng's iron stick is constantly shaking. It seems that the next moment, he will not be able to hold it.

But even then, no one dares to come up and see if Chu Yunsheng really can't hold the burning iron stick.

Which scene was amazing!

More than 50 guns. How many bullets after a full magazine?

Only this man fell apart, the ashes disappeared!

More than 50 lives, half a company, how many more can climb?

This is beyond everyone's perception of the capabilities of the Porcupine Monster and the Night Cavalry. Demonic people are terrifying.

“Let's go! ”

Chu Yunsheng took a step forward, in Chinese.

“Let's go! ”

He seemed to have difficulty taking the second step and said in English instead.

The people did not know what he was saying, and looked at him with dismay.

“Run! Run if you don't want to die! How far, how far! ”

Chu Yunsheng's face seemed to roar a little, his left hand blue muscle raged, slightly raised, seemed to hold the little blue flame hard.

People still don't have a big reaction, they communicate with each other's eyes, they seem to be discussing or asking what to do.

Chu Yun suddenly sprayed a blood arrow at the corner of his mouth, but the sky burned into flames. “I can't control it, you don't want to die, run, or go! ”

At last, someone realized something was wrong, first of all the foreigners, turned around and rushed away, and the rest of the Indian soldiers looked to their commanders.

“Retreat first!” The commander bit his teeth and turned to flee.

Seeing the commander slip away, the dozens of soldiers were not fools either, and quickly followed the retreat.

one second,

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

……

Chu Yunsheng's eyes are getting red, the surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher, and the blue spark suspended in the palm of his hand is also becoming more and more demonic.

He walked hard and hard in the direction of the dirt wall, trying to get out of town as soon as possible.

But ten minutes later, he couldn't even take half a step, and the blue flame finally went out of control again.

The swept heat swept away from his body and devoured the entire Indian city between his eyes.

A tent was lit, an individual was burned, and an inch of land was melted.

The flames spread like the ocean, and all the creatures here, be they humans, dogs, or indigenous creatures, are trapped in a sea of flames!

Crying, hissing, crying for help, in the blink of an eye, in every corner of the city, with a cry of despair, everywhere running people.

……

Tents are burned, tanks are melted, earth walls are destroyed, charcoal-like corpses are densely and numbly melted into black scorched earth like trees, and they look away, and they also maintain a pre-mortem motion that solidifies in place forever.

There is only one person alive, that is Chu Yunsheng.

Time goes by...

The heat waves swept across the sky, suddenly contracted again, and returned to Chu Yun before he rose, like a happy elf who jumped, with countless lives of death, did not enter Chu Yun Sheng's body.

All those who fled in haste, Indians and foreigners alike, stared at him with red eyes.

In that charcoal forest are their relatives, their husbands, their wives, their sons and daughters, and in that scorched earth is their food, and all that they endure.

Fire burns the city, life burns, despair and burning anger, hatred.

Young mother who wanted to exchange her body for food to Chu Yun Sheng. She stared at the daughter who was only one step away from her birth day. The one who had burned to dry charcoal was small enough to be poor. Her feet were coagulated with scorched earth. Her hands seemed to be open, and she was still holding on to her hand. Her little right hand was indeed in the hand her mother grabbed tightly, but it was just broken.

The young mother did not faint, she silently picked up a sharp stone at her feet and walked one step at a time towards the person who had taken her daughter's life...

Countless people rushed down the hill, picked up stones, smashed past like rain...

Though I know it's like a moth flying into the flame, I can't stop the courage of the moment!

Mayor Bowman's eyes filled with tears, his face covered in black grey, scratched through a cloudy tear and yelled at the sky. He wanted to ask Vishnu God why he had given everything but let the demon go so that everything would eventually burn once!?

The prosecutor at Gate 3 looked at the man in the woods somewhat stunned and prayed to the gods, is that the punishment for moving greed? His old mother, died there forever.

Aren't you the one who sent down the demon to destroy the darkness and save the world? Why abandon us?

The resolute general, with a little blood red in his eyes, exhausted all his strength, his fist smashed hard on the hood of the army car, his old skin cracked open, his blood flowed out and printed on the green skin:

“Go ask Prince Valt! ”

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