In the night sky, three signal flares, like colorful fireworks, slowly rose in the air. This was a signal to Ning Caichen. The Zheng Axe Army finally began to attack. Ning Caichen jumped down, stepped on the purple-green double swords with his feet, and flew away like a meteor. Since the breakthrough of the ancient martial arts world, his use of the purple-green double swords has become perfect.

A few kilometers away, in just a few minutes, I looked down from the air and saw the firelight ignited in the darkness. It was a landscape of gunstorm. There were not only all kinds of guns and bullets, but also tanks and armor, and of course artillery. The sound of rumbling was endless.

In recent times, almost every big city in Europe has been full of war. Such gunfire has long been common for citizens in the city, but the sound is slightly louder than before.

Here, the rebels gathered 30,000 troops, and their commanders had long been invaded by the breath of darkness and accepted the final command of the Dark Council. This is a common feature of the rebellious army of each country, and London is of course no exception.

People have a dark side. The Dark Council is almost omnipresent with this power. With these people, they control the army for my use. They believe in the Dark Council, just like they believe in God, thinking that only the Dark Council can lead Europe to the light, but they do not know that they are destroying now, not destroying others, but destroying themselves.

The powerful flight speed was like a rocket. Ning Caichen's body dived, and it was like a wave of storms rushing towards the rebels' positions. A series of "papapapapapapapapapa" sounds deafeningly. It lifted up more than a dozen tanks and flew into the sky, then fell heavily, falling like a turtle, facing the sky, without a trace of sound. Two tanks spontaneously ignited, and a tragic wail of death came from inside.

But at this time, no one could save them, and they could only watch them be burned to death by the fire.

At the moment he appeared, dozens of soldiers had been attacked by the wind and waves and were shocked to death. Several dark figures jumped out like lightning. These were all strong Western men with large figures. They were also believers of the Dark Council. After being brainwashed by the three major masters behind them, they surrounded and killed Ning Caichen like a fearless death.

"Kill him, kill him, he is the Son of God, and he is incompatible with the King of Darkness."

The dark masters have undergone rigorous training. In terms of strength, although they are not as powerful as the saber, they are not weaker. Ning Caichen feels that after returning, they will have to train the members of the knife group more strictly to make them stronger in case of the emergence of forces like the Dark Council.

Ning Caichen sneered, thought moved, and roared in his mouth: "Wuji Fairy Sword."

As the sound fell, thousands of sword edges had already emerged out of thin air. This was formed by using the elements in the air to transform them. However, when this Qi sword practices the virtual to the real, it has powerful lethality. Think about these sword edges, which capsized down like rain, I am afraid that few people in the world can stop it.

Before several masters in black got closer, they were torn to pieces by the sword edge that roared towards them, and almost no complete corpse could be seen. Ning Caichen had not stopped, and he rushed towards the rebel camp with his sword formation. Behind him, the Zheng Axe Army was shouting more and more clearly, and the gunshots became scattered. It seemed that the attack was very smooth.

Following the rebels' positions, waves of sword edges swept across the thousands of troops. Ning Caichen didn't know how many people he killed. Anyway, as long as the people who appeared in his sight turned into corpses, the sound of "silks" of swords and screams kept coming from his ears. The two intertwined each other, like a passionate song of life-seeking.

"Stop him, stop him." Dozens of soldiers rushed over from the front, and the guns in their hands fired hot bullets, surrounding Ning Caichen. Ning Caichen raised his arms, and a bright moon-like sword intent arrived. Immediately, these soldiers were as if they were attacked by wind swords, either in front of their chests or necks, falling down one by one, becoming the souls of Ning Caichen's subordinates.

Even if there were some fish that missed the net, these people would be captured by the Zhengmao Army who was chasing them behind. Ning Caichen almost never stopped. The more they went in, the more soldiers they had, they thought they were getting closer to the rebel command. This time it was not a beheading operation, but a head-on confrontation. Ning Caichen further showed his powerful power as the Son of God.

In his eyes, these fully armed soldiers were like ants, killing endlessly and bleeding endlessly.

"Demonic Aura Array!" More than a dozen men in black with strong demonic aura rushed out, and they formed a special formation. More than a dozen people awakened each other, complemented each other's strength to form a whole. Ning Caichen's rush forward was blocked and he was actually stopped.

The Demonic Aura Array? Sure enough, I didn’t expect that the demons and monsters who followed him to this era actually understood that they used their brains, borrowed humans’ ** to achieve their own goals, and also practiced this very good formation.

Ning Caichen leaned and hit the eye of the formation. More than a dozen stood in a row. Each of them put his palms on the back of his predecessors, and the force was transmitted and the force increased. The strength of more than a dozen people added up. The first dark master suddenly screamed and exhaled a violent palm. Ning Caichen did not avoid it. He reversed his palms and swung them and even grabbed it.

"Boom boom boom boom---" The powerful palm force collided, and there was a scene of landslide and cracking. The dozen or so demon generals and masters joined forces, but they did not block Ning Caichen. They were knocked away one by one. The formation that finally formed finally dispersed and could no longer unite.

Because two of the demon generals were invaded by the powerful palm force in this palm, their internal organs and all their abdomen were broken, their mouths were spitting blood, and their eyes were bulging, but no matter what they thought, it was too late to die. Everything they could do was to look at the sky nostalgic, feel the beauty of the stars and moons, and slowly fall into the sleep of death.

"Die with him!" A dark demon general shouted loudly and rushed towards Ning Caichen first. He was holding a bundle of explosives in his hand, as if he was really not afraid of death and was ready to die together.

With the launch of this man, there were figures around him, and like him, they rushed towards Ning Caichen. They tried to destroy Ning Caichen in this cruel way, starting from London. It was precisely because of the existence of this so-called Son of God that the Dark Council retreated again and again, and Paris could never repeat the same mistakes.

Ning Caichen stretched out his hand, which seemed very slow, but the other party was pinched his neck irresistibly and did not give the other party a chance to breathe. He exerted a little force on his hand and killed the dark demon who was trying to die together.

A "crack" sound came from the field. More than a dozen masters of the magic array were pinched to death by Ning Caichen one by one. The tragic situation of death was not much better than the broken corpse that was split by the sword.

"Fire the cannons, fire the cannons, fire the cannons are all blowing, I want to send him to see God." A commander roared from afar, and then the cannons lined up and burst into pieces, pouring towards Ning Caichen. It seemed that these rebels had also given everything to deal with him.

At least at this time, they didn't even have time to counterattack from the Zhengmao Army.

"The space is stagnant!"

This is a special force. Ning Caichen had just realized it for a while, and this was created by learning from the magic masters of the dark world. Ning Caichen roared out four words. The shells in the air were solidified by the air, from rapid to stillness, like fish, swimming in the sky, and the surface of the shells was burning with excitement.

As the people stood up, Ning Caichen condensed a huge orb light ball in the sky and threw it towards the artillery position. This was much more powerful than a bomb. With the sound of "bang bang", dozens of cannons were completely destroyed, and the sound of cannons became half weaker.

The shells that were frozen by the air were also pushed back one by one by Ning Caichen. When the space stagnated, the shells exploded on the other side's position. Many of the people who survived the guns and bullets were killed. If they knew that the shells that killed them were the shells on the ground, would these soldiers die with their eyes open?

After destroying these artillery positions, Ning Caichen continued to move forward one kilometer, two kilometers, and five kilometers later, Ning Caichen had already found the command center in the western part of the rebels, thousands of elite troops who were close to protecting him. At this moment, he surrounded the command center, and he was afraid that even a fly could not fly.

The moment Ning Caichen appeared, all the guns fired at once, but unfortunately, except for the "bang" sound when the bullets landed, these bullets were useless to Ning Caichen.

The powerful immortal power made him look like a god who transcends the world, and he would not be afraid of the firearms in the world.

After finding the other party's command center, Ning Caichen knew that the real massacre had arrived. Whether it was a rebel soldier or a dark master, Ning Caichen would all kill him at this moment. He wanted to turn this place into hell.

The bullets were getting more and more intense. He was the only target of the launch of thousands of guns. If it weren't for Ning Caichen, no one would have been able to bear the huge push. Now it would have been beaten into meat paste.

Ning Caichen's figure turned two times in the air and disappeared. Yes, it disappeared in front of all the soldiers. When he discovered his figure again, Ning Caichen was already in front of him. Several soldiers discovered it and only then lifted their guns. Before they could fire or call, they were all killed.

The next moment, Ning Caichen got into the rebels' ranks, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, showing his sharp teeth, and wanted to turn all the sheep into a big meal in his mouth. The gun was still firing, but the situation was worse than before, because many of his own people were killed in such random guns.

The officers were all anxious, but unfortunately, Ning Caichen's movements were so fast that he could not even catch his trajectory.

Whenever he saw him, he had already completed the task of killing people. The increasingly fishy smell of blood filled his whole body, making Ning Caichen, the son of god, become a messenger of Hell, and now he is here to capture the soul.

Thousands of people were chased by Ning Caichen alone. If someone saw that scene, it would definitely be funny. This is indeed incredible.

However, seeing Ning Caichen's invulnerability and his morale was greatly reduced, many of them lost confidence, like ostrich, buried their heads underground, waiting to be killed and ended this tragic fate.
Chapter completed!