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Chapter 645: Tear Tanks

While Ye Xing was killing like crazy in the Black Dragon Club's underground casino, at this moment, the Red Sun Plaza outside was also in chaos.

"Du-da--" "Du-da-du-da!"

"Du-da-du-da!"

One police car after another drove through the Red Sun Square, where the ground was full of cracks, and a Japanese policeman armed with a gun aimed at the gate of the Black Dragon Arcade in front of him.

I saw a large number of people swarming out of the gate, everyone looking frightened and screaming, squeezing people, and running away frantically. Men, women, old and young, there were gamblers, and there were also Black Dragon Club pawns in suits and leather shoes.

Among the fleeing crowd, a young man in green clothes and blue robes walked out, standing out like a chicken among the flock. But with a snap of his fingers, strong winds roared around him, bursts of sound broke through the air, and black dragons appeared one after another.

The horse boys who knew each other, whether they were far away or close, were all killed on the spot. Either their eyebrows were pierced, their throats were pierced, or their hearts were pierced. Amidst the miserable screams, everyone fell down.

In a pool of blood.

"People in Tsing Yi, put down your weapons quickly and arrest them without mercy!" A Japanese policeman with cold sweat on his forehead stood in front of the police car holding a loudspeaker and shouted nervously: "People in Tsing Yi, stop killing quickly and arrest without mercy, otherwise we won't

You’re welcome!”

"People in green clothes, stop killing quickly and capture them without mercy..."

The sound of the trumpet was repeated over and over again among the panicked and noisy crowd around.

"Officer, what should I do? The man in green is still killing people!"

"shot!"

As the Japanese police officer gave the order, bullets roared towards Ye Xing in front of him.

"Dang!" "Ping Ping Pong Pong!"

"Bang bang bang!"

All the bullets hit the protective aura on the surface of Ye Xing's body. Without exception, each bullet was deformed and fell to the ground, with the sound of metal collisions ringing out.

Ye Xing glanced over there with cold eyes, not bothering to pay attention to the Japanese policemen with "toy guns". It took about half a breath to kill all the fleeing horses from the Black Dragon Society.

Then, Ye Xing stepped on the "Eight Steps of Demonic Heaven" and turned into an afterimage, running straight towards the direction of the Yasukuni Temple. With Ye Xing's terrifying Qinggong speed, he disappeared in less than a blink of an eye.

The Japanese Red Sun Square.

At this moment, in the Red Sun Square, the cracked ground was stained with blood, and hundreds of corpses of the Black Dragon Club's horses were lying on it, with bright red blood trickling down.

The surrounding crowd and even the many Japanese policemen all looked panicked, and their hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.

"Police... police officer, is that person... a human or a strange... monster..."

"Quick...quick...immediately notify the second team to evacuate the people along the way, the military personnel have been dispatched!"



The wide streets are lined with tall buildings.

"Huh-" "Huh-huh!"

"Hoo ho ho!"

With the wind whistling in his ears, Ye Xing used Qing Kung to fly all the way. The buildings on both sides quickly retreated as if they were just a glimpse of light. Pedestrians along the way couldn't see Ye Xing at all. Even if there were one or two lucky people, their ordinary naked eyes could only see

Captured every trace of blurry afterimage.

As we continued to run, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians along the way. After about twenty or thirty miles of running, the surrounding area suddenly became deserted. There was no trace of people in the originally bustling metropolis, like a dead city.

There were no pedestrians on the streets at all, and even the cars had stopped on the road, with all passengers and drivers missing.

"Something weird!"

Ye Xing frowned slightly and didn't think about it. He had to rush to the Jingguo Temple as soon as possible. Mengxue's life and death were uncertain, which made Ye Xing feel very anxious.

"Clang!" "Crack, click, click!"

Suddenly, several mechanical sounds of rotation were heard in the calm surroundings, and ten tanks suddenly appeared at the end of the wide road ahead, with their tracks rolling and moving forward rapidly.

While traveling at high speed, the dark gun barrel quickly aimed at Ye Xing, who was directly opposite him. The muzzle flashed and shells roared out one after another.

"Bang!" "Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

In an instant, the road exploded, rocks flew, and the surrounding cars were blasted high into the sky, burning with flames and black smoke. They were torn apart, with wheels, broken doors, and glass scattered all over the ground.

In the center of the explosion, amid the billowing smoke and light, the true energy on the surface of the Ye Xing body surged, and the Buddhist golden bell shone with light, directly withstanding the waves of bombardment from the front.

On the one hand, the power of these tank shells cannot hurt Ye Xing; on the other hand, Ye Xing is in a hurry and is too lazy to dodge.

The "Buddhist Golden Bell" is a defensive super magical skill. Coupled with the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" of the mid-level innate first-class, the defensive power of the "Buddhist Golden Bell" can be regarded as a supreme level of defense.

If we also count the golden body of the overlord level, Ye Xing's defense is at the top supreme level. In the Wulin Continent, I am afraid it is enough to rank among the top five in the world, and even the top three.

"Whoosh!"

With his feet lightly touching the ground, Ye Xing soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings. With his green robe flying, he jumped directly over a group of tanks and continued to speed towards the direction of the Yasukuni Temple ahead.

These tanks are very annoying, and Ye Xing doesn't want to get too entangled with them. Because it's a waste of time, and Ye Xing chooses to avoid them as much as possible.

However, just after running forward for about a hundred steps, a second echelon of tanks suddenly appeared in front of them. There were about twenty tanks, and the artillery fire roared, and they all roared towards Ye Xing.

One of the heavy-armored tanks saw that the shells seemed to be unable to hurt Ye Xing, so it immediately accelerated its speed and rushed towards Ye Xing directly in front of it, trying to crush Ye Xing into mincemeat.

"court death!"

A cold light suddenly appeared in Ye Xing's eyes. As the "Nine Transformations of the Golden Body" was operating, his five fingers emitted a brilliant golden light, like steel hooks and sharp claws, and with a 'chi' sound, he inserted into the heavy armored tank's thick flesh.

Among the steel plates, everyone moved hard on both sides.

"Tear-"

With a soft sound, the entire heavy-armored tank was torn in half by Ye Xing on the spot. The Japanese soldier driving the tank fell to the ground and was stunned on the spot. His whole body was shaking with fear, his crotch was wet, and there was a pungent smell.

The smell of urine then dissipated.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Ye Xing directly grabbed the Japanese soldier by the collar and tossed him away like trash.

"ah--"

With a shrill scream, the Japanese soldier was thrown away and turned into a small black dot, disappearing into the sky.

Many Japanese soldiers in the surrounding tanks were trembling with fear. They were all silent and hurriedly controlled the tanks and fled into the distance as fast as they could.
Chapter completed!
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