I'm a priest in North America, and I'm my own god.

"General, can't I wait to take action?"

Zhang Fei looked at the Yingge team who had been beaten into a ball...it should be said that they were beaten extremely miserably. He couldn't help it anymore and asked.

"Do you think any of them are seriously injured?"

Although Chen Yuan was also very concerned about the battle situation in front of him, he knew that this was not where he should end up.

Zhang Fei saw that it was true. Under the protection of armor-like commoners, although the Yingge team members were injured, panicked, and helpless, and looked miserable, in fact, no one was seriously injured.

"General, are you training?"

Chen Yuan nodded and said seriously: "You have to practice. Now that the water in the world is gradually rising, some monsters and monsters will appear wherever they are.

They can't even deal with humans, how can they deal with demons and monsters?

Now that they are protected by me, who will protect them when they return to the East?

We can only practice now, what are we afraid of getting slightly injured?

If you don't die after a fight, you won't panic again! "

Zhang Fei is also an old man who has fought on the battlefield. Of course he knows that there is a huge difference between those who have been on the battlefield and the new recruits. It is also a good thing for the new recruits that the general protects the training soldiers.

“It just makes me feel aggrieved to see our people being bullied like this by the barbarians!

I can't wait to show up and capture these thieves together! "

No wonder Lao Zhang was impatient. Even though there were about a hundred people in the British singing team, he was defeated by seven or eight people from the other side.

The first one to take action was a young man who could control the wind. He could not simply control the wind, he could turn the wind into many blades, and attach his mental power to the wind to form the blades.

Zhang Fei could tell that through the combination of his mental power and the wind blade, this person could cause extremely strong damage to the human body, soul, and ghosts.

Moreover, with the cooperation of mental power and wind blade, it was actually possible to barely break through the protection of the Yingge team and cause minor skin injuries to them.

Being able to break through the defense is the biggest fear for the Yingge Team, because they were able to maintain a strong attitude just now because they knew that the protection on their bodies could block bullets.

Now the opponent's spell can actually break through the protection and hurt himself. Although the injury is not deep, it is hurt after all.

There were many wind blades, and they made cuts on their skin that was not covered by cloth armor, such as their hands, heads and faces.

The blood dripped instantly. Although they were just superficial injuries, they were scary enough. Many people were so frightened that their legs weakened when they saw the blood everywhere on their hands and faces.

Following him is an Asian woman who controls fire. She can draw out flames from the three fires on her head and shoulders, and send them to the wind blade of the young man in front, increasing the wind blade to break through the opponent. Probability of protection.

Another woman who controls ice can produce ice spikes from the void, killing targets like darts or bullets.

Fortunately, there are not many opportunities for attacks in this area to break through defenses, but they are not without damage. Occasionally, one or two people are injured by the ice spikes that have more mental energy attached to them.

There was also a young man who looked like he was Chinese. He was followed by a big ghost dog. He pounced on her and bit her a few times before dragging down a girl and biting her.

This girl is Chen Wanxin.

Fortunately, the protection was still there. Although the ghost dog bit into a place not covered by the cloth armor, the teeth that broke in were not deep, and the wounds caused by the bite were not large.

Chen Yongfu was already in danger, but now he was distracted because his niece was injured and bitten by a ghost dog, and the Templar took the opportunity to slash his face with a sword.

But he also felt keenly that the Templar's sword originally hit his face hard, but was blocked by the protective force, so the injury was very slight, just a cut.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice.

It was the majestic voice that just told them not to take off their cloth armor, but it started with a sigh.

"Chen Yongfu, with the protection of cloth armor and the weapons after consecration, one hundred and eight of you were actually suppressed and beaten by a few people!

I'm a little disappointed! "

Finally he recognized it. It was Dub Sima's voice.

The word "disappointment" was like pouring a basin of ice water on the bed where he was sleeping, making his whole body tremble. At this moment, the spear in his hand unexpectedly came out like a poisonous dragon, and went straight to bite the chest of the Templar knight in front of him. go.

With a bang, the Templar was actually blown away, but the wooden spearhead failed to penetrate. It seemed that the chain armor on his body was also a very good thing!

Seizing the opportunity, Chen Yongfu turned around and shouted at the Yingge players whose hands and feet were weak and some of them had collapsed on the ground.

"Why are you panicking!

We have bright cloth armor protection, the injuries are only minor injuries, and the weapons in our hands are not vegetarian.

There are hundreds of us, how many of them are we afraid of?

It was a little injured, just a few cuts, just like when I was cutting rice and was scratched by a sickle when I was a kid.

Get up quickly, don't lose the face of your ancestors!

If you continue to be soft-footed, other teammates will be killed by you! "

Chen Yongfu's words reminded everyone, and they quickly checked their wounds. It was indeed very shallow. It was just that their face was covered in blood, which frightened them.

When they found that the opponent could not hurt them and still had the brute strength brought by the powerful equipment brought to them, more than a hundred people went crazy!

Even if he rushes up and uses his big palms and big feet to kick without any plan, he can knock out a few mages in front of him and kick them half to death.

What's more, they also have activated wooden weapons in their hands. Even if they are wielding them blindly, they can beat them until they can't take care of themselves.

The Chinese young man's ghost dog was as big as a calf. It used to bite Chen Wanxin ferociously and tear her apart with all her strength, but now, several people grabbed her four legs and tore her apart for real.

"What kind of heretic and false god are you humbling about? I am a heretic and your grandma is here!"

The Templar Knights, who relied on absolute piety to gain divine power, just got up from the ground and prepared to fight again, when they were knocked down by a fat man carrying a wooden Zen staff and wearing a war robe and pretending to be Lu Zhishen, and then grabbed his legs like He slammed it on the ground four or five times like throwing ramen noodles.

"You are being beaten like a dog by me now. Where is your true god?"

The holy light on his body was actually extinguished by the smash, and the team member who played Lu Zhishen stopped panting.

When a person faints, even the one he thinks is the only true god in the world can't protect him. He just doesn't know if this Templar will need plastic surgery after he wakes up.

Ham, who had just used his ax to summon the souls of fifty or sixty Indian ancestors, was dumbfounded. How could he handle such a violent Oriental with his fifty or sixty souls?

But it was too late. As soon as these fifty or sixty souls came out, they pounced on them.

The Yingge team member who had his head slapped on his head showed no clue at all. He just picked up the guy in his hand and smashed it brutally on his head and face.

These illuminated weapons hit the ghost, emitting a faint golden light every time, and the golden light flickered like a disco.

Good guy, in the blink of an eye, there was nothing left on the scene, and those poor Indian souls were just wiped out.

Ham is so stupid!

Seeing the Easterners surrounding him aggressively, even though he held a sharp ax in his hand, he could not stop the cold sweat on his forehead and vest.

The few lying on the ground told him with facts that more people can bully fewer people, and berserker warriors can attack mages in groups.

at this time.

Even if the FBI agents watching around wanted to urgently equip rocket launchers, individual missiles, etc., they didn't have that time.

Besides, they don’t have either!

Suddenly there was a sudden sound of brakes, and a line of cars came outside the door. A group of Orientals and accompanying Americans hurriedly got out.

The person in front was Mr. Song.

Mr. Song was taking his time because he was holding a mobile phone in his hand.

The video on the cell phone showed a group of Orientals beating a strong Indian-American man.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but quickly put it away. As he walked in, he protested loudly to the American official behind him:

"Mr. William Wood, your approach of using military exercises to create no-travel zones and no-fly zones to stop us is really disgraceful.

No matter what the situation is, you have no reason to detain our personnel, and you have no right to use violence against them! "