Boom!
Hundreds of heavy-duty Transport Aircrafts were pulled up against the sea, and the air was torn apart by sonic booms.
The cabin doors were all kicked open.
"Northern Territory belongs to me, so I made the barrel of the gun red!"
"Nanjiang War Zone, press up!"
"Northwest War Zone, kill!"
Reinforcements from the three major military regions have finally arrived.
The black Martial Artist phalanx fell from the sky and crashed directly into the battlefield.
Various Gale Qis exploded on the beach, blocking the gap on the left wing that was about to collapse.
Several Giant Beasts that washed ashore were set on fire by dozens of Heavy Spirit Energy Cannons, and exploded into pieces of meat all over the place.
Duan Hongyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand lit up again.
"Damn it! Finally caught up!"
In mid-air, Feng Yiling looked at the battle below and smiled casually.
"No matter how many bugs there are, they are still bugs."
He looked away and looked at Lin Feng, "I'll crush your bones inch by inch first."
Feng Yiling holds the right hand empty.
The surrounding space began to shrink.
Lin Feng felt like the air from all directions was rushing to his internal organs.
Violet-Gold Light Armor makes a buzzing sound.
"Starcore Realm, do you understand what this concept is?"
Feng Yiling got close instantly and punched him down.
The fist is wrapped with Gale Qi.
Lin Feng raised his gun to block.
Bang!
Mars bursts.
A huge force hit Lin Feng's chest along the barrel of the gun.
He flew backwards for hundreds of meters and crashed directly through two layers of clouds.
Feng Yiling didn't give him any time to breathe, and he approached again.
"You have a nice gun and your skin is pretty tough."
He turned his fingers into claws and clasped Lin Feng's face. "But this doesn't change the fact that you are going to die."
"Whether I die or not is not up to you, a bunch of bastards!"
Lin Feng's mental power exploded, piercing Feng Yiling's mind.
Feng Yiling paused for half a second.
Starcore Realm's intention Sea of Consciousness is too stable, and if the power of thought penetrates into it, it can only make him pause for a moment.
Just this moment.
Lin Feng's spear swept across, and Platinum Dragon Flame was drawn under Feng Yiling's ribs.
Stab!
Scales burnt.
Feng Yiling retreated in pain, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Lin Feng took the opportunity to look down.
Although the three major military regions have arrived, the situation has temporarily stabilized.
But Rift is still there.
The endless army of the Skyhorn Clan in Rift is still pouring out.
Dragon Kingdom's soldiers are taking their lives.
For every meter advanced, dozens of people would fall.
Chen Guoliang held the knife in his remaining right hand and fought with a Skyhorn Clan infantryman.
The number of casualties is rising rapidly.
Lin Feng Clench the back molars.
Dragon Kingdom can't afford to fight for consumption.
1.4 billion people seem to be too many, how many is Martial Artist?
If we drag on, all the family assets of the three major military regions will be filled in the East Sea.
"Duan Hongyuan!" Lin Feng took advantage of Feng Yiling's retreat to directly activate the highest authority communication. "The entire army retreats!"
In the command post, Duan Hongyuan's hand holding the sword stopped.
"Withdraw? This is East Sea Defense Line!"
"Give up East Sea! Retreat inland Second Defense Line!" Lin Feng's voice boomed in the communication channel, "We can't fill this hole with our lives! Buy time! Buy time for Balen's arsenal!"
Duan Hongyuan glanced at the beach.
Dragon Kingdom Martial Artist's corpses were everywhere, and the sea water was so red that it turned black.
Keep fighting, this is a bottomless pit.
He is not a pedantic person.
"The entire army obeys the order! Abandon the coastline! Take alternate cover and retreat!" Duan Hongyuan's roar spread across the battlefield.
Behind the defense line, several representatives of aristocratic families ran faster than anyone else as soon as they heard that they were retreating.
They rolled and crawled towards Transport Aircraft, and even pulled several seriously injured people off the pedals.
"Take off! Take off quickly! The aliens are coming!"
A fat representative grabbed the pilot's collar and yelled.
Poof!
A Flying Daggers cut through the air.
The fat representative's head flew straight out.
Lin Feng's voice came down coldly from mid-air.
"You can retreat, alternate cover, if anyone dares to escape before the battle and disrupt the morale of the army, I will kill him first!"
Everyone on the defense line was shocked. The retreating formation was instantly stabilized, and no one dared to run around anymore.
"Want to leave?"
Feng Yiling sneered in mid-air. "Besides being a coward, what else can you humans do?"
He raised his hands, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered crazily towards his palms.
A blood-colored ball of light with a diameter of several hundred meters quickly formed.
"Today, East Sea is your grave!"
The coercion emitted by the bloody light ball made it difficult for the retreating soldiers below to move forward.
"You're so damn secretive."
Lin Feng lifts the spear.
Violet-Gold Light Armor is running, and he puts all his strength on the tip of the gun.
"Nether Flood Dragon!" Lin Feng shouted.
Below, Nether Flood Dragon heard the call, and with a body of 100 meters away, he directly shook off the besieging Skyhorn Clan and soared into the sky.
It goes around behind Lin Feng.
Opening his huge mouth, he took a mouthful of original Dragon Breath and used it with Lin Feng's gun, and threw it hard.
"Break it for me!"
Feng Yiling dismissed it. "It's all in vain."
The bloody ball of light pressed down head on.
The moment of contact.
Dragon Breath cooperated with the spear and directly penetrated the bloody light ball.
"What?" Feng Yiling's face changed drastically.
The spear penetrated the light ball and went straight to Feng Yiling's chest.
He hurriedly raised his arms to block.
Poof!
The spear stabbed his left arm and sent him flying dozens of meters away.
A 100-meter-high tsunami was whipped up from the sea, directly knocking the Skyhorn Clan army that washed ashore over their feet.
This shocking blow gave the Dragon Kingdom army some time to breathe.
Balen's yelling curse rang in his mind.
"Type-A Cheetah self-destruct mode is on! If the machine is gone, I will rebuild it! If the person is gone, it will be gone! Get out of here!"
The remaining mechanical cheetahs rushed directly into the densest place of the Skyhorn Clan.
Boom boom boom!
A series of nuclear bomb-level explosions rose on the beach, and Skyhorn Clan forward was directly cleared of a large area.
"Let's go!"
Lin Feng landed on Nether Flood Dragon's back, spread his palms, and took back the spear.
Duan Hongyuan led the three major military districts and the remaining East Sea defenders, taking advantage of the cover of the tsunami and mechanical self-destruction, to retreat madly inland.
Ten minutes later.
East Sea Defense Line is completely empty.
The fortress complex that was originally made of copper and iron walls turned into ruins.
Skyhorn Clan bodies were scattered all over the ground, mixed with the remains of the Dragon Kingdom soldiers.
mid-air.
Feng Yiling looked at the black smoke coming from the wound on his left shoulder and roared angrily.
"Run?"
"If you give up this sea, where can you retreat to?"
Feng Yiling raised his hand and pointed directly at the hinterland of the Dragon Kingdom.
"The army advances at full speed, kill them all, leaving no one behind."