On the deck of a US aircraft carrier.

Dozens of tanks and armored vehicles formed a steel torrent, rumbling and crushing towards Ye Feng.

The steel deck beneath my feet was trembling slightly.

Thousands of American warriors and soldiers, providing cover behind him, bared their menacing fangs and unleashed a furious barrage of gunfire at Ye Feng.

In an instant, the deck of the aircraft carrier was filled with the roar of cannons and the flying bullets, like a storm.

Many people were blinded by rage.

They were a bunch of desperados.

The fear deep within each person transformed into anger.

They wanted to die together with Ye Feng.

"Go to hell."

"Xuanyuan's Heaven-Shattering Slash!"

Ye Feng raised his hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand unleashed a slash.

The enormous sword energy, hundreds of meters long, swept out like a giant dragon.

Wherever it passed, the steel gun emplacements on the deck, the cabins, and the masts on both sides were all cleanly severed.

hiss hiss hiss—

The armored vehicles at the forefront were instantly sliced ​​in half, and the groups of soldiers inside were also cut in half at the waist.

Blood was flowing everywhere.

Half a corpse lay sprawled on the ground, a scene resembling a living hell.

The out-of-control armored vehicle crashed through the fences on both sides and plunged into the sea, splashing up waves.

The warriors behind them were unable to withstand the violent sword energy and exploded one after another.

A series of thuds echoed as blood and flesh splattered onto their companions, driving them even more mad. They charged at Ye Feng recklessly, completely like a group of reckless lunatics.

Ye Feng's expression was icy as he unleashed streaks of sword energy.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The violent sword energy formed a tornado, twisting its massive body and surging violently.

Wherever it went, it destroyed everything in its path.

It was like a giant meat grinder; a large number of martial artists and soldiers were sucked in and instantly killed before they could even get close.

Tanks and armored vehicles were instantly shredded, with no chance of resistance whatsoever.

In short, all the steel structures on the deck were shredded.

Wherever they went, they left a trail of destruction.

The massive aircraft carrier was ripped open in the middle, completely destroyed, and began to slowly sink.

This aircraft carrier, once hailed as a steel fortress at sea, has been reduced to a pile of scrap metal.

The remaining warriors and soldiers finally felt fear and jumped into the sea to escape.

Ye Feng was too lazy to go forward and kill them one by one.

The primary task now is to kill John.

Because John F. was the commander-in-chief of this multinational military operation, only by killing him could the other countries be thoroughly deterred.

When Ye Feng reached the rear helipad, a helicopter had already taken off and was flying rapidly into the distance.

Ye Feng looked up.

He could even see John Fryer through the airplane window, raising his middle finger in a defiant gesture, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips.

That seems to mean something like...

You little rascal, look how capable you think you are.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. We'll see how things go.

I will come back.

Ye Feng gave a cold laugh.

"John, do you think you can get away with this just because you're in a helicopter?"

"That's so childish!"

"cut!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a sword aura slashed at the helicopter in mid-air.

A long gash was torn open in the void, and an invisible wave of energy spread outwards.

The terrifying power of the sword instantly enveloped the helicopter.

In that instant, the helicopter was frozen in mid-air, completely motionless.

"Damn it, what happened!"

"Fly quickly!"

John was taken aback and angrily urged the pilot on, watching as the sword energy drew ever closer.

A sense of impending death suddenly rose in my heart.

My hair stood on end.

He never expected that Ye Feng would be so monstrous; even though the plane had flown so far, he still couldn't escape Ye Feng's grasp.

The pilot panicked.

"Sir, the plane can't move."

The two wanted to parachute to safety, but strangely found that they couldn't move their bodies either.

Just sit there and wait to die.

Swish—

The sword energy swept across the sky, cutting from the tail of the plane all the way to the nose.

It's as easy as slicing butter with a knife, requiring absolutely no effort.

The huge propeller at the top was also cut into several pieces, spinning as it fell downwards, snapping several large trees in half along the way.

Then, there was a loud bang, and the helicopter exploded.

A huge fireball exploded in mid-air.

A violent shockwave swept across the surrounding area.

John and his entire group of men were killed, none of them survived.

In the end, John F. still didn't get to see reinforcements arrive.

Those martial artists from other countries who had fled looked back at this scene from afar and were all terrified.

The commander-in-chief was killed, let alone them.

It seems that for a long time to come, they will not dare to plot against the Great Xia again.

When this scene was broadcast live via satellite.

The people of Great Xia were once again in an uproar.

"good!"

"Finally, we've taken down the leader. I heard that John F. was a six-star general in the United States."

"Hmph, who cares if it's six-star or eight-star? In front of Ye Tianshen, they are all utterly insignificant."

"This will teach the Americans a lesson, and see if they dare to cause trouble again in the future."

"With the Heavenly God Ye in Great Xia, what worries could there be about its prosperity!"

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