Chapter 1740 - 1616: Fighter Jet Slayer

Chapter 1740: Chapter 1616: Fighter Jet Slayer

"No need, if you follow me, I’ll have to spend effort protecting you." Ye Qingfeng shook his head.

The two still wanted to speak, but Ye Qingfeng had already shaken his head and decisively said, "Alright, let’s leave it at that. You can come out, but wait for me to deal with these main fleets first, then come and harvest the battlefield!"

After speaking, Ye Qingfeng walked out directly, soaring into the sky, transforming into a black streak.

"Ye Qingfeng, can you really do it?"

Watching that black silhouette, Wang Siyu and Shen Yingluo were both very worried.

"I believe in the instructor!" Zhong Ming’s gaze was firm.

"Report, ten kilometers remaining to Dragon Island!" Heize stood on the enormous deck, and a crew member reported.

He nodded slightly, while a one-armed Japanese soldier beside him flashed a hint of hatred in his eyes, saying in a deep voice, "General Heize, this Ye Qingfeng, his strength is terrifying, he can take a person’s head from a thousand miles away, you must be careful."

This person was the Xionghui Major who had provoked Ye Qingfeng and had his arm severed.

"Heh, what does he amount to in front of my fleet?" Heize sneered.

A trace of disdain appeared on his handsome face.

The massive fleet gave him confidence.

In front of the military, a mere Martial Artist is insignificant.

Xiong Hui quickly explained, "General Heize, that Ye Kill God, he’s really not an ordinary person, his Flying Sword can..."

"Enough!" Heize coldly rebuked, "Xiong Hui, a mere Martial Artist scared you to this extent, it’s your own carelessness that got your arm severed. And my military strength is ten times, a hundred times yours!"

"In the face of modern combat weapons, Martial Artists are nothing!"

The fleet continued to advance.

At this moment, suddenly, a soldier urgently reported, "Report, we’ve discovered an unidentified object, moving quickly, approaching us, suspected to be an enemy fighter jet."

"Fighter jet? Could it be that the opponent only has one fighter jet?" Heize sneered and ordered, "Deploy a squadron of fighter jets and directly eliminate the opponent!"

Buzz buzz buzz!!

A total of ten fighter jets took off from the deck, following the radar’s direction, heading towards the enemy’s "fighter jet."

That unidentified object was naturally not a fighter jet, but Ye Qingfeng speeding towards them.

Ten minutes later.

Ye Qingfeng encountered these ten fighter jets, with the propellers spinning at high speed, equipped with small missiles and heavy machine guns, extremely powerful.

Ye Qingfeng, even before reaching the War Emperor Realm, had already fought the military in Yue Country, battled combat helicopters, and held his ground.

However, the fighter jets of Yue Country are far inferior to those of Japan.

Japan’s fighter jets possess truly astonishing power. Unfortunately, Ye Qingfeng, now, is no longer the same as before!

Kill!

In almost an instant, Ye Qingfeng shot out, transforming into an afterimage, delivering a punch towards a fighter jet.

"What is that?"

In the cockpit, a Japanese pilot’s eyes widened, utterly disbelieving.

Too terrifying, too fast!

"Boom!"

Ye Qingfeng’s fist slammed into the fighter jet, striking the fuselage, instantly raising a massive wave, followed by an explosion of flames.

Ye Qingfeng’s figure retreated, and this fighter jet unexpectedly fell directly, turning into wreckage.

"It’s a person, it’s a person!"

The remaining nine fighter jets were instantly shocked, unable to believe, a person could be so terrifying.

Kill!

Ye Qingfeng was extremely indifferent, the Futu Sword slashed again, wanting to directly destroy a fighter jet.

Unfortunately, this time they finally reacted, that Sword Light brushed past the fighter jet, just a moment away from destruction.

"Scatter, scatter first then shoot, we must distance ourselves!" One pilot frantically shouted.

Nine fighter jets sped off in four directions, extremely fast.

Ye Qingfeng showed no pause, shooting explosively towards a helicopter, striving to chase it down.

"Shoot, shoot everything!"

The other eight helicopters spontaneously unleashed a barrage of gunfire, the "tat-tat-tat" sound incessant, the heavy weapons on the fighter jets’ bullets reaching over a dozen centimeters long, easily penetrating steel plates.

"Humph!"

Ye Qingfeng directly raised a Heaven and Earth Power barrier, blocking these bullets, what he couldn’t block before, now, these bullets can’t break his defense.

"Kill them all!"

The fighter jet speed is fast, but Ye Qingfeng’s speed is faster, seizing the opportunity when close, a massive Sword Light is unleashed.

"Boom!"

Another fighter jet fell!

"Fire, fire all!"

The squad leader was enraged, bullets flying like money, crazily striking Ye Qingfeng’s Heaven and Earth Power barrier.

"Die!"

Ye Qingfeng ignored their attacks and began a chase again, this fighter jet even attempted a counterattack, being sliced in half by Ye Qingfeng’s sword, directly crashing into the sea.

"Commander, should we use missiles?" a Japanese squad member asked impatiently.

"No, don’t rush, seize the opportunity, use it when he’s close!" The commander said coldly.

This guy’s speed is too fast.

Moreover, he’s a person.

A person is far more nimble than a fighter jet!

Ye Qingfeng chased a helicopter again, moving like lightning, madly pursuing, with the Futu Sword ablaze, resembling a War God, making the pilots immensely fearful.

"Fire!"

The commander’s voice suddenly erupted in the intercom, and a missile, like an electric light, shot straight at Ye Qingfeng.

The speed of missiles on planes is quite fast, but compared to those on battleships, it’s still far from sufficient.

Yet, it was too close.

Even a War Emperor Strong Person couldn’t avoid it.

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes were cold, the Sword Light slashing out like lightning, with a "whoosh," slicing the missile in half right in front of him like cutting tofu.

How is that possible!

The pupil of the pilot shrank suddenly in fear, and he exchanged a gaze with the youth holding the Flame Divine Sword not far away, his heart pounding.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment, a missile exploded suddenly, with other missiles affected by the flames, exploding one by one.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with explosion sounds like thunder, red light shooting out, enveloped in flames.

"Great, hit him, the squad leader hit him!" Facing Ye Qingfeng’s fighter jets, they instantly cheered.

Just now, facing that youth’s gaze was too cold, it felt like death loomed.

"Under such a big explosion, even a superhero wouldn’t survive, he’s surely a goner."

"Wasn’t he really impressive? We dispatched five destroyers, didn’t expect he died just like that!"

Several people immediately sneered.