Mo Fan glanced at the two brothers Bai Bao and Leng Hu. Seeing that they did not approach, he continued to walk upstream of the hoof-shaped river beside.

He walked into the dry river, and the silt in the riverbed was cleared by the previous thunder dragon tail, and the entire riverbed was covered with cracks.

Mo Fan's right hand still had a Tianhuo map. He did not choose to attack the two brothers of White Leopard and Leng Hu, but instead punched the hoof-shaped river bay!

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

On the other side of the river, several young rebel generals suddenly widened their eyes.

The earth was chiseled open, and the riverbed was impacted by the slurry flying horizontally. Another terrible fist mark was cut through the lengthy slurry river, directly blocking the river water that kept flowing from the upper reaches of the Rehe River.

Here in the hoof-shaped river bay, the width of the Rehe River reaches more than 400 meters, which is completely at the level of a tropical river. The water flow per second of the Rehe River, which gathers hundreds of valleys and streams from the heights of the Andes, is very terrifying.

It can be said that all the creatures in this hundreds of kilometers of tropical rainforest are raised by this hot river.

At this time, Mo Fan's Tianhuo Map's slurry fist River hit the other end from one end of the river bay. The slurry with a width of more than 40 meters was actually intercepted directly by the hoof-shaped river bay!

A large red color, as long as an ancient red python, laying at the entrance of the hoof-shaped river beside the river.

When the rolling river water rolled here, it was steamed by hot slurry, and finally the one that could be injected into the hoof-shaped river bay turned into a tiny little stream, which could not fill the previous drying!

Wu Ku casts the Rain about 500 meters downstream.

Where did the rain that covered hundreds of kilometers come from? Even if he was born with a disaster in the water-based soul species, he could not keep the heavy rain in the second half of the month after hollowing out his body.

The rivers in the upper reaches of the Rehe River are an important source of water elements. Mo Fan first used the Thunder Dragon Tail to spread the river water in the river bay, and now he used the slurry fist river to intercept the flow...

The heavy rain that had been heavy for several days finally showed signs of calm at this moment. Wu Ku stood on the other river bank, his whole face extremely gloomy.

"Some people just don't know how to live or die, thinking that a person can compete with everything." Wu Ku couldn't make the rain and cast spells, so he stopped.

The rain can still fall, and if the thorn in the eyes that has been chased from thousands of miles away is not removed, it will be difficult for them to celebrate the grand ceremony of the Black Holy See.

Mo Fan's fist marks were already very provocative. He was standing in three slurry fist rivers, roughly cutting out a hot battlefield from the hoof-shaped river bay.

"I don't have to fight against everything, I just want to kill you today!" Mo Fan said to Wu Ku.

"What can I do if I kill me? This country is like a corpse everywhere."

"You can lose in war, but the Black Holy See must die. I will let you all over the world first!"

Wu Ku was also very irritated when he met a fierce man like Mo Fan who was unique and had a strong outlook on the three aspects.

If you cross a national battlefield, you will chase it, is it a mad dog?

But this mad dog has strong strength. Due to the mysterious and terrifying power of the other party, Salang will definitely not appear again this time. Wu Ku can only solve this huge problem by himself!

"You can kill everyone here? This is the camp!" Wu Kuo said angrily.

Mo Fan glanced in front of him and found that a magical force had appeared on the side without the blockade of the slurry fist river. These people stepped directly into the hoof-shaped river bay. Judging from their clothes, they were an elite force in the brown regime army.

Their number is 78, and each of them has a whirlwind stamp tied to the corner of their arms, which should be a team dominated by wind-type mages.

"Windship!"

"start!"

Not far away, the magician Bai Bao had already started to command loudly.

He didn't take action himself, but instead let his subordinates fight.

To put it bluntly, to deal with a strong man with a celestial race like Mo Fan, it is easy to be seriously injured like Leng Hu when he goes to the front. As one of the leaders of the entire Brown regime army, he has tens of thousands of soldiers to call, so why waste his energy?

...

Seven or eight hundred people form a wind ship?

It seems that the overall cultivation of this team is much stronger than that of the rebel wind soldiers, and the wind ship they formed is obviously a more luxurious version. The hull outline formed by the white airflow is very three-dimensional, just like a real air warship being wrapped by a storm airflow.

Since he is not a miscellaneous army, Mo Fan also became serious.

"Storm Gear!"

The magician Bai Bao commanded from afar.

Mo Fan snorted coldly.

The wind ships did pose a great threat to the federal army on the battlefield, but are they really powerful in front of themselves?

Storm gear, Mo Fan could clearly see that the armbands of the wind soldiers were using the Star Map Scars, and their casting speed was not very fast.

The storm gears had just gathered and were storming towards Mo Fan seven or eight times in a row. Compared with the wind ships before, the storm gears were larger and more dangerous. Even several solid buildings would be directly destroyed!

"Chaos Whirlpool!"

In front of Mo Fan, a bottomless cave appeared in the cave of space, and the chaotic energy inside it rotated clockwise slowly like a turntable.

After all the wind gears were crushed into Mo Fan's vortex, they reached another dimension. Mo Fan, who was standing behind, did not feel the coldness and strength of the wind, and even the corner of his clothes was not blown up.

I am too lazy to reverse the reversal, so Mo Fan needs one more step.

In Mo Fan's opinion, these storm gears are not as good as his real counterattack even if they are strengthened by a chaotic space!

"Bang!"

Mo Fan stepped on and jumped high.

When they reached the highest point, fire feathers appeared behind him. They intertwined into a pair of huge flaming wings, and they slammed them as Mo Fan tilted down!

Mo Fan's flame wings have never been used for flight, but to provide explosive speed, and are completely fire propellers!

A red light passed by, Mo Fantian Fire possessed it, and directly turned into a destructive stream bullet, rushing towards the group of armband wind soldiers.

In order to start the wind ship, these wind soldiers stood relatively close.

The range of Mo Fan's Fiery Stream Bullets hit was very wide. Not only did the sky collapse and the earth crack, but the sweeping sky fire also turned the location of the elite soldiers of the wind ship into a fire pool!

The sky fire was extremely domineering. The light-type ship shells activated by the wind ship could not resist them at all. The fire was roasted and the bones were roasted. The wind soldiers who had not escaped quickly died. The flames rushed out of their bodies. First, the internal organs and then the muscles and bones of the body, and finally their skin...

"Those who block me will die!"

Mo Fan quickly locked the target in the directly created fire pool. Even if he just pointed his hand, he could form a fire evil hundreds of meters away!

The so-called elite wind soldiers are no different from cannon fodder!!
Chapter completed!