"Are you going to die?"

On the sea, Lan Feng put the bullet-burned Dragon Roar sniper rifle into the Dragon King's ring, raised his head to look at the face of the fire missile that was shooting, and a murmur sound came from his mouth.

Even if he tried all his skills, he would be unable to compete with the large weapons developed by modern science. He could use all his strength to destroy a small warship, but he could not do anything to the F-35 blitzflying aircraft flying in the sky.

After all... he is still alone, not a god in myths and legends, and can fly to the sky and escape from the earth!

With his own strength, he was able to fight thousands of people alone, but he could not do anything to a fighter jet flying in the sky, because this was beyond the scope of human beings.

This is also the reason why so many strong people in the world can only walk in the dark and shuttle in the underground world!

After all, they have strong personal force, and can fight against a hundred, but cannot compete with the armed forces of various countries.

After all... this is still a world of technological civilization, but a world of cold weapons that was not as good as ever.

"I finally felt despair, have you given up and struggled?"

On the American warship, Fei Erke slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket and took it in his mouth and took it. Then he coughed violently due to injuries inside his body and was injured continuously. His old bones had not been long.

He raised his head and looked at Lan Feng who had completely given up his resistance due to his injuries. A cold and refreshing smile appeared on his face.

This guy is going to die after all.

Although Lan Feng's strength is indeed powerful, even the combat power he showed in this battle and the number of warships he destroyed created a myth, but... he was just a mortal after all, and he was still extremely small in front of an absolutely powerful armed force.

Looking at the Lan Feng, who looked up at the sky, quietly smoking a cigarette, slowly spitting out the rich smoke from his mouth, Meskede's eyes flashed with a strong complexity, and he couldn't help but sigh softly...

He knew clearly that when he was in the battleship channel, Lan Feng could have killed him easily like killing Japanese major general Hui Saki, but... Lan Feng did not, just punched him away.

Maybe Lan Feng was just doing it casually at the time, but Meskide recorded this kind of kindness, but they were enemies after all!

Now seeing Lan Feng facing death, Meskod's complexity in his heart is hard to describe in words.

He was full of fear, a hint of admiration, and... gratitude for this man.

"It seems that we have far underestimated the determination of the United States. We have even secretly launched the F-35 blitzkrieg! Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the Chinese Dragon Spur is, it can't escape this disaster!"

On the Russian warship, Russian General Erke looked at the scene projected by the satellite radar ahead and couldn't help but sigh softly.

To be honest, the strength shown by the Chinese Dragon Thorn Blue Front is too strong, so powerful that he can't understand and accept it. He even has a hint of fear and the determination to completely destroy him. After all, as a Russian general, he doesn't want to see China have such a terrible person...

Without using large weapons, this person is almost invincible, which is a myth.

Now, seeing Lan Feng being destroyed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but... he had a hint of regret and complexity.

Even as a Russian general, Erke sincerely admires and admires Lan Feng's courage, even for his actions.

The Chinese Cruiser Command Center, although the battle at the sea has lasted for several hours, the satellite radar has not been known to be disturbed by any factors, causing the screen to be captured on the Desert Island of the Gods. The screen is pitch black, but the leader No. 1 did not leave at all. Instead, he sat in the command center while drinking wine and smoking cigarettes, waiting for the screen to be transmitted.

The ashtray on the table was already full of cigarette butts, and it looked extremely messy. His already old body has now become even more hunched. His face, which was originally full of vicissitudes, became even more vicissitudes at this moment, with wrinkles on his forehead, full of decline that is difficult to describe in words.

During these several hours, the Chinese cruiser moved forward at full speed and was far away from the sea area of ​​the Gods Desert Island, but the old man's heart and soul have been wandering in the sea area of ​​the Gods Desert Island and have never returned.

There... there are so many things he cares about.

"Xiao Li, how long will the flying shark arrive at the Desert Island of the Gods?"

He took a sip of cigarettes and slowly extinguished the cigarette butts. Chief No. 1 raised his head and looked at the adjutant Xiao Li next to him, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth.

"Chief, the flying shark will be able to reach the sea area of ​​the Desert Island of the Gods in five minutes!"

Xiao Li, the adjutant beside him, looked down at the time and spoke in a deep voice.

"Five minutes? I hope all this can be done! Ahem..."

Chief No. 1 nodded softly, his voice even more hoarse. Perhaps he was smoking too much cigarette, so he couldn't help coughing.

"Chief!"

Seeing this, the adjutant beside him quickly spoke up, but was stopped by the leader No. 1.

"It's okay!"

Chief No. 1 stretched out his palm and wiped away a trace of blood that had spilled out from the corner of his mouth because of the cough, and a faint voice came from his mouth.

"The report leader has regained the satellite radar signal. Do you need to transmit the scene of the sea area of ​​the Desert Island of the Gods?"

At this moment, a correspondent walked to the command center and spoke in a deep voice!

"Transfer it now!"

Upon hearing this, Chief No. 1 suddenly exerted his spirit and spoke without hesitation.

"yes!"

After a while, the projection screen in front lit up, and the scene of the sea area of ​​the Gods Desert Island appeared in their sight.

"F-35 lightning in the United States?"

“When did they go out?”

When looking at the three F-35 lightning bolts hovering in the sky in the projection screen, a strong shock appeared on the face of the adjutant Xiao Li, who was beside him, and an incredible voice came from his mouth.

Commander No. 1 did not say anything. His eyes were staring at the Lan Feng who was locked by the fire missile in front of him. His fists couldn't help but clenched together tightly at this moment.

At this moment, Lan Feng was covered in blood, holding a cigarette in his mouth, a calm smile on his face, quietly waiting for the attack of the fire missile. The white hair fell into the eyes of the No. 1 leader, causing his heart to hurt...

"Xiao Li, I will give me an order to lightning. If the Dragon Thorns die, I will ease the US military and their naval base in this area at all costs. I will be responsible for anything if anything happens."

The next moment, Chief No. 1 suddenly stood up, with a strong murderous intent and domineering voice coming from his mouth.

The No. 1 Chief, who has always been gentle, was completely angry at this moment.

"Boom..."

At this moment, the terrifying thunder bloomed in the projection screen. The picture that had just been projected seemed to be affected by the thunder in the screen and lost the signal again.

"Boom!"

On the vast sea, thunder exploded, strong wind blew, waves rolled, and heavy rain poured down, just like the arrival of the doomsday.

Before countless heavy rainstorms could fall on Lan Feng's body, they were evaporated by the terrifying high temperature released by the thunderous earth-center fire surrounding his body.

He shook the cigarette butt in his hand and looked up at the fire missile that was shooting. A cold light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes, and a sneer came from his mouth: "Waiting to die is not my style, I have to resist symbolically no matter how you say it!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, the thunder and earth in his body surged out. At the moment when the fire missile came, he suddenly formed seals with both hands, and the hand of the god suddenly appeared. Then he rushed towards the fire missile in front of him like an arrow.

"The first move of the God's Wrath: the Hand of Divine Punishment!"

"The second form of the God's Wrath: Sky-Shocking Hammer!"

"The third form of the God's Wrath: Angry Sword Qinghong!"

"The fourth style of the God Wrath: God's Guardian!"

"The fifth style of the God's Wrath: Thunder Holy Punishment!"

As Lan Feng rushed out suddenly, he created the God's anger and fully displayed it at this moment. The terrible energy spread in all directions, and as Lan Feng met the fire missile in front without fear!

"boom!"

The next moment, the earth-shaking explosion sounded loudly, and an explosion flame with a radius of 200 meters was quietly released like a rose of fire. The terrible explosion impact spread across all directions, evaporating the torrential rain...

"Puff..."

Under the terrible explosion impact, the hand of the god surrounding Lan Feng's body was torn apart in an instant. The force that destroyed everything hit Lan Feng's chest, causing a miserable smile to appear on his face. Black blood mixed with shattered internal organs sprayed out of his mouth. The ribs on his chest made an overwhelming sound because they could not bear the power of the explosion impact, and then broke...

Lan Feng's body could not bear this powerful force, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, smashing hard on the sea in the distance, and blood splattered, completely becoming a bloody man...

Even if he uses all the moves of the God Wrath, he cannot withstand the power of the two fire missiles!

"Xiao Xuan, where are you taking Qin Yang and the others now?"

Resisting the urge to faint, Lan Feng gritted his teeth and roared in his heart.

"Master, I have taken them into the Black Water Sea of ​​the Desert Island of the Gods, and it is safe..."

The weak voice of the Wannian Black Turtle came from Lan Feng's heart.

"Is it safe?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain from his body. He suddenly stabilized his body, stood on the sea, raised his head to look at the fighter jet roaring in front of him again, a faint smile appeared on his face, and a murmur came from his mouth: "It's worth it!"

"Puff!"

As Lan Feng's words fell, a mouthful of bright red blood suddenly sprayed out of his mouth, his knees softened, and he half knelt down, and his whole body was extremely weak...

However, Lan Feng gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty.

Chinese soldiers would rather die than surrender!

Even if you die, you must stand and die, straighten your backbone!

"None of them died yet?"

On the F-35 Lightning Fighter, Lightning One looked at Lan Feng, who was covered in blood and half-kneeling on the sea, with a trace of surprise and astonishment flashing in his eyes, and an incredible voice came from his mouth!

"No. 2, No. 3... use cannons and send him another way!"

The next moment, a cold voice with endless murderous intent came from Lightning One's mouth!

"Huff!"

As his words fell, the three circling F-35 lightning fighters dived from the sky like gossips, and the Cannon muzzles suddenly aimed at the blue front and ejected devastating flames...

"die!"

With endless destructive artillery fire, he rushed straight to the Blue Front, and there was no way to avoid it.

"I want to accompany you on a journey again, but... I don't have a chance!"

Looking at the fire that was shooting, a trace of remembrance appeared on Lan Feng's face, and Mi Wei'er, Su Hanyan, Chu Nan, Qin Yang and others could not help but appear in his mind, and the murmur sounds came from his mouth.

"I'm leaving, you all want to live well for me!"

"boom!"
Chapter completed!