Military System god realm revolution

Chapter 189: 189 The B52

Above the sky, up to thirty thousand feet. Above the clouds, it was ten thousand feet from a Martial Artist's height. Such a height is almost impossible to notice anomalies hiding above the clouds.

The fighter aircraft retreated at the command of the Military Commission. It is time for the Air Force to show off the new weapons the military has developed.

The squadrons were not sacrificed. They had significantly reduced the Martial Artists, distracting this card from working.

Thirty B52 aircraft hovered thirty thousand feet above the altitude. Using a group of clouds to hide from the Martial Artist's vision.

"The B52 fulfills its assigned mission," the commander issued orders to all aircraft. This time, the B52 did not carry a strategic bomb, but they did have a new toy.

Continental air-guided missile Each B52 aircraft carriers twenty missiles each to attack, disintegrating the Martial Artist's fleets.

Under such hiding in the cloud, the aircraft couldn't target it. But fortunately, the Empire has advanced target locking technology, using satellites to identify them.

The B52 locked their targets below them, absolutely no way to miss their targets.

"All planes ,ATTACK!!."

More than six hundred ground-guided missiles have been fired. Undercover of the cloud, an almost high-speed missile suddenly emerged. Above the Martial Artist's head without a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, who did not catch up.

More than six hundred missiles suddenly emerged from the cloud, not giving everyone a chance. Even Huang Fuzhong was unable to break through in time at such a speed, only shouting the alarm.

"Everyone, hurry out." Huang Fu Zhong had previously seen hundreds of missiles with his own eyes how destructive power was. But at that time, their fleet still had mechanical protection magic opening their armor. The missiles were powerful enough to break up the shield.

At this time, hundreds of missiles were directed towards the fleet. Huang Fu Zhong and many others felt goosebumps in fear; cold sweats flowed through their bodies.

Huang Fuzhong and the high-level Martial Artists hurriedly retreated from the fleet. Ready to use the force power to protect their body.

At that moment, the missile landed at such a high speed that the Martial Artists stationed on the aircraft could not escape.

"BOOMM!!" orange flames covered all areas, generating a massive amount of heat and explosion. The outer Martial Artists also felt the vibration, almost blown by the wind.

The fiery flames quickly burned the fleet. Some airships were utterly damaged. The airship condition was crushed into a piece of wood flying all over the air.

Huang Fu Zhong and the tens of thousands of Martial Artists floating with flying swords looked at the sight in front of them with dismay. Their mighty fleet has been consumed by flames. Falling to the ground one by one.

"No, the mighty fleet of our Five Elements Sect. Why does it have to become like this?" Many people are hardly able to accept the harsh truth ahead of themselves.

It must be known that the mighty fleet of the Five Elements Sect, even the Seven Sect, must fear. It was not easy to destroy in the blink of an eye but only had to summon a Profound Realm Martial Artists to do this manually.

The Empire has already shown that they have Emperor Profound Realm's power as a protective talisman to protect others from being considerate of the Empire.

But this plan was all very well designed, and the most significant obstacles, such as the defense magic camp, had to be destroyed. Otherwise, all efforts will be wasted immediately. And thousands of pilots who sacrificed their lives to distract this time as well.

Huang Fu Zhong's eyes were filled with veins. He had never felt humiliated like this before. As the mountain's successor, the head of the Five Elements Sect To bring the fleet to collapse like this

"Report the damage." Huang Fu Zhong immediately issued an order.

The disciple of the Elemental Sect hurriedly checked the damage received. Huang Fu Zhong and tens of thousands of his fellow disciples floated aimlessly in midair.

The enemy is gone. Their flying craft collapsed, and there was nothing left to do.

"Senior Brother Huang, our fleet of aircraft can be used for about 10 ships. They had escaped destruction just recently," one Martial Artists reported.

"Such this much damage" Huang Fu Zhong listened to the report with heartbreak. The great fleet of the sect survived only 10 percent. Their command airship has not survived the destruction. Lest you go back to sect this time, he will definitely be punished.

Here, they hadn't even reached the Empire, and it was so badly damaged. The Martial Artists had begun to become somewhat discouraged. Everyone was watching Huang Fu Zhong what he should do next.

"Senior Brother Huang, the matter from now on, I have to make you decide." Ma Teng pushed this responsibility onto Huang Fu Zhong's shoulders.

"Right now, I think we have to gather the people first, then ..."

Before Huang Fu Zhong finished his words, an explosion exploded among thousands of Martial Artists gathered in midair.

"Boom!!!" exploded with a mysterious explosion, killing the Martial Artists who gathered together until they died, falling to the ground.

"Arrrk", the screams of the Martial Artists sounded all over the area, many of them hurriedly spreading their strength away and not clinging to each other anymore.

"Damn, the attack is not over yet?" Huang Fu Zhong looked up above the clouds. He knew that a mysterious attack was from the sky. A moment ago, they were stunned by the colossal loss and completely forgot the enemy above their heads.

"No, I have to do something." Huang Fu Zhong took out the legendary magic sword from the spatial ring, a sign that he was really going to act this time.

"Ma Teng, follow me." The enemy is too high. At this height, only a few Martial Artists could reach it.

"Yes, elder brother."

The two of them soared into the sky at high speed, piercing through the vast clouds, up to more and more heights.

When the height is fifty thousand feet, lightning flashes and icy vices begin to envelop them. Ma Teng, who had a lower train level, was almost unbearable.

The air above became thin. The difference in air pressure was so significant that Ma Teng was unable to bear it.

"Junior Brother Ma, be patient," Huang Fuzhong said.

The two of them clenched their teeth, heading for an altitude of twenty thousand feet. Ma Teng started to show no signs of symptoms.

"Senior brother, I can't stand it anymore." Ma Teng, unable to bear the height of twenty thousand feet, glides back down. Huang Fu Zhong forcibly continued to climb higher altitudes.

The height at twenty-four thousand feet, the air became thin. He couldn't breathe. This was not a problem for Huang Fu Zhong. However, the different air pressure started to cause Huang Fu Zhong to become dazed, dizzy, and have a headache that almost exploded.

Before, Huang Fu Zhong could not stand it any longer. He reached a height above twenty-five thousand feet. Huang Fu Zhong's body is freed from the clouds. The intense sunlight hit his face until Huang Fuzhong had to close his eyes. When he looked around, he found a stunning empty sky.

Huang Fu Zhong raised his head above his head at the height of thirty thousand feet. There are over thirty B52 aircraft. Flying 45 degrees bombarded air cannons at the Martial Artists below.

"You guys who attacked us," Huang Fu Zhong said in an angry tone. His face was covered with ice crystals from the chilly air.

Although he could not continue to rise at thirty thousand feet. But the precious magic sword in his hand could do without a problem.

Huang Fu Zhong clenched his sword tightly. The golden beam began to cover the sword. Huang Fu Zhong prepared a posture to cast out his ultimate attack.