Chapter 269 The Aura of the King Is Overwhelming!

Fire! !

Fire at the tyrant! !

Yang Feng issued the order again, his eyes flashing with cold and cruel killing intent.

Sumanman almost bit his silver teeth, clenched his fists and ordered to the herald behind him: "Fire!!"

Sizzle sizzle.

There was a buzzing sound.

The electromagnetic railgun did not make a roaring sound as it touched the base fire. Instead, it accumulated electrical energy and then made a piercing whistle.

Special pointed missiles bombarded.

That was a speed of more than thirty times Mach, leaving behind a series of high-speed explosions that reached Yang Feng's side in an instant.

Speed...is power.

Under the state of high-speed movement, a little bit of mass can exert terrifying effects.

The charge and energy of thirty times the speed of Mach sound made the warhead a terrifying weapon that could tear everything apart, and the high-explosive bomb contained in it instantly overwhelmed people's sight.

Boom, boom, boom! !

A ball of fire slowly rose, and shock waves spread out in all directions.

It is like a small mushroom egg, a highly concentrated and compressed powerful artillery shell. The explosion power produced is extremely terrifying, covering a range of hundreds of meters in radius.

One hand.

The core of the explosion.

Yang Feng resisted the missile attack with one hand.

The fire wave and shock wave were blocked by him, and most of the area behind him was blocked by this seemingly ordinary towering figure.

Not far away, Long Xiaoyu was knocked down by just the aftermath of the earthquake, and Ling even made a ball of meat to wrap around Long Xiaoyu and block the remaining air waves.

Unscathed.

Yang Feng took over the hyperorbital electromagnetic gun with one hand, and not even a hair was hurt.

In his hand, he even held the main body of the missile explosion. Due to the speed, the front end turned red as hot as a soldering iron, while the back part was dark and melted into iron carbon.

strength! !

This is the power of the king! !

This is the physical strength of the king! !

The destructive power of the electromagnetic railgun, the highest technology of mankind, is actually unable to cause any harm.

"No...impossible..."

"Is this still a human being? How is that possible!!"

"The super-orbital electromagnetic gun didn't leave any damage. Are you a person with defensive abilities??"

Many members of the Blood Hunters stared at the place where Yang Feng was with their eyes wide open, suspecting that he had used abilities such as defensive shields or AT force fields.

"I haven't been back for a long time."

"People have forgotten about me."

Yang Feng said lightly, and then no longer suppressed the king's aura in his body.

【king】

A kind of coercion that cannot be expressed in words spread overwhelmingly to the surroundings.

Mount Tai is overwhelming! !

Everyone's shoulders felt like a towering mountain was being pressed down on them.

Every cell trembles, feeling a kind of fear instinctively, just like a young bird seeing an eagle soaring in the sky. It is written in the DNA that it is your natural enemy.

A sense of hopelessness.

A sense of fear.

Everyone's body involuntarily wants to surrender! !

Unable to resist.

The trembling cells, primitive instincts, and memories hidden in the DNA all tell you all the answers... that is, it is absolutely impossible to fight against such a king-level existence.

That is the King among men.

That is the Supreme you need to worship.

The members of the Blood Hunt, and even the surrounding defensive soldiers, not only knelt on the ground, but even their consciousness had completely eliminated the idea of ​​confrontation.

【tyrant】

That’s the word that comes to mind.

According to legend, a terrifying existence appeared in Panlong Base half a year ago, and people called it the Tyrant.

If the tyrant takes action, there will be mountains of corpses everywhere.

If the tyrant takes action, rivers of blood will flow.

Whether it is Su Manman, Long Er, the Smiling Buddha... they are all related to the tyrant, and they are even subordinates of the tyrant, and now they finally recall it all.

The breath is restrained.

The overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Everyone's eyes were filled with deep fear. They looked at each other and saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Master, you are stronger!!"

Sumanman's eyes wavered.

There is no doubt that the strength displayed by the tyrant, who has disappeared for half a year, has improved to another level.

This half year.

Sumanman didn't slack off at all.

He would participate in every major battle, fight life and death, devour a large number of corpses, and continue to evolve... He thought he could narrow the gap with his master.

joke.

Chasing in the footsteps of his master has become a joke.

Yang Feng has become a high-altitude god, like the stars in the sky. No matter how hard he chases, it is impossible to reach Yang Feng's realm.

"Get up."

Yang Feng raised his finger slightly and asked everyone to stand up.

Sumanman and Long Er stood up with lingering fear, their faces turning pale.

"Go ahead."

"Meet your idol."

Yang Feng said with a faint smile, but Long Xiaoyu was obviously frightened.

Idol?

Su Manman and Long Er, who just knelt on the ground and now dare not even raise their heads, are they really their idols? ?

Are they really legendary beings in Blood Hunt? ? ?

"Cough cough cough."

"I...I...my name is Long Xiaoyu..."

Long Xiaoyu bit the bullet, followed what Yang Feng said, and stepped forward to greet Su Manman.

"I'm Su Manman."

Su Manman didn't know the situation, but since she could appear in front of Yang Feng, it meant that she must have something extraordinary.

"Hehehe!!"

"Sister Su~ Brother Long~~"

Ling Yi jumped and came to the familiar two people, showing a pure expression.

It's different.

Su Manman also felt that the little boy in front of her had become a little different.

Ling became more lively and cute, more humane, but also had a more dangerous aura, it seemed that it was not just a simple mutation of flesh and blood.

On the other side.

Jiang Lin was the same.

The young Jiang Lin changed a lot, looking a little dull, with a weird and creepy expression, and even a little bit unlike a human...

"Not bad."

"All pretty good."

"Strong, loyal, and willing to sacrifice."

Yang Feng walked forward, his eyes glanced at the blood hunters around him, especially at the 17th team, the female member named Blood Thorn.

Long Er trained.

His personality is somewhat similar to Su Manman.

He was decisive in killing and could make the most reasonable judgment. In the end, he risked his life and drove the convoy into the trap range prepared in advance.

Dare to fight.

Dare to kill.

Dare to die.

It must be said that the quality of this batch of trained blood hunters is quite good.

"Go back first."

"I haven't been back for half a year. It's time to see old friends."

Yang Feng ordered, and the person he wanted to see most this time was naturally Dr. Brainhole Yingshuang.

The king of the old order, hunted two.

The future destiny is confusing, and there are more and more strange things around Yang Feng.

Yang Feng is a reborn person, and he deeply understands how powerful the effect of the butterfly's wings is. Everything has changed.

"Jiang Lin."

"Long Xiaoyu."

"The endless sea of ​​trees destroyed."

"And the hell I created..."

These things must be carefully calculated by Dr. Brainhole Yingshuang.