Feng Yiling is too fast.
Less than an hour after the Dragon Kingdom army withdrew from East Sea Defense Line, the leading troops of the Skyhorn Clan caught up with them.
War Giant Beast ran wildly on the ground. The main gun on the tower on his back had completed preheating, and the muzzle was pointed at the rear of the retreating army in front.
"Report! The alien pursuers are less than ten kilometers away from our rearguard!"
The voice on the communicator was trembling.
Duan Hongyuan stood on the roof of the transport vehicle while holding Dragon Abyss Sword, and looked back.
The skyline is filled with black tide.
An army of 100,000 Skyhorn Clan pressed forward overwhelmingly, and the war Giant Beast was walking through it, and the edges could not be seen at a glance.
"After I lead the rear guard, the others quickly retreat!" Duan Hongyuan roared.
The words are not finished yet.
The top of the head suddenly became dark.
A figure descended from the sky and hovered directly above the Dragon Kingdom army.
Feng Yiling.
He put his hands behind his back and looked down at the fleeing human army below, with a playful look on his face.
"Have you run enough?"
All the Dragon Kingdom soldiers below stopped.
The coercion of the Starcore Realm came down from the sky, and the legs of the soldiers below Martial Saint became weak and collapsed on the spot.
"Look at your character." Feng Yiling slowly raised his right hand.
The spiritual energy in the air rushed towards his palm like crazy.
It's that bloody ball of light again.
This time it's bigger than before.
Duan Hongyuan The hand holding the sword is shaking.
He himself is not afraid.
But after this artillery fire, none of the soldiers or civilians who had yet to retreat far behind would survive.
"Where is Lin Feng?" Chen Guoliang shouted into the communicator.
Lin Feng is riding Nether Flood Dragon, hanging in the air, less than three kilometers away from Feng Yiling.
His whole body was covered in scars. The battle just now was so exhausting that Violet-Gold Light Armor was covered with cracks.
Stardust Realm fights Starcore Realm, even with the cooperation of Nether Flood Dragon, the effect is limited.
"Balen."
Lin Feng wants to ask about the battleship.
"Huh?"
"Have you charged enough energy?"
"Damn it! Do you think I'm a supermarket power bank? It's full when I say it's full?"
Balen cursed at the other end, "But! We can rush in half way and get rid of these Skyhorn Clan bugs first."
"How much longer?"
Balen was silent for a few seconds.
"Three minutes."
Lin Feng glanced at the still-expanding bloody ball of light above.
Is three minutes enough?
"Two minutes."
Lin Feng directly cut it for one minute.
"It's your uncle! Do you think I am building a rocket?"
"Two minutes."
Lin Feng repeated it.
"Okay! Two minutes! I'll put my underwear in there as fuel and I'll do it for you!"
Communication hung up.
Lin Feng put away the communicator and looked up at Feng Yiling.
Two minutes.
He has to wait two minutes.
"Nether Flood Dragon, follow me."
Nether Flood Dragon roared, and the 100-meter-long dragon body rushed into the air again.
Feng Yiling laughed out loud when he saw Lin Feng rushing over again.
"Have you not been beaten enough?"
"You talk a lot."
Lin Feng raised the gun and stabbed out.
Feng Yiling blocked with one hand and slapped Lin Feng on the chest with his backhand.
Bang!
Lin Feng flew backwards, Violet-Gold Light Armor was broken into pieces, and a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.
Nether Flood Dragon cuts in from the side, and Dragon Breath sprays towards Feng Yiling.
Feng Yiling turned his head to avoid the main body of Dragon Breath and punched Nether Flood Dragon in the abdomen.
Nether Flood Dragon howled miserably, and his whole body was beaten so hard that he turned over.
But Lin Feng rushed up again.
The spear was deflected.
Stab again.
Pop it open again.
One minute.
Lin Feng received countless punches, and Violet-Gold Light Armor was shattered into pieces with only a small piece of his chest left.
His face was covered in blood, and his vision began to blur.
Feng Yiling didn't even play seriously.
While he was fighting Lin Feng, he was still controlling the bloody ball of light to continue to expand.
"It's almost time."
Feng Yiling stopped moving, looked at Lin Feng who was covered in blood, and shook his head.
"I have given you face by letting you live for two more minutes."
He turned around, palms facing down.
The bloody ball of light began to fall.
Target, Dragon Kingdom retreats the army.
"No!" Duan Hongyuan roared in despair below.
Feng Yiling's mouth corners pulled upward.
At the moment when the bloody ball of light was released.
The sky cracked.
The entire sky was squeezed out by a huge object.
The residual wave of Spatial Leap exploded from above, and the shock wave overturned a large number of the Skyhorn Clan soldiers below.
A shadow of steel poked out from the tear in space.
First there is the sharp bow, and then there is the endless hull.
The kilometer-long B5-Class Assault Battleship drove out of the Spatial Leap with an attitude of crushing everything.
So huge that it blocks out the sky and the sun.
The shadow of the battleship spread from the north and extended toward the south at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Within ten seconds, shadows covered the entire battlefield.
One hundred thousand Skyhorn Clan troops were all shrouded in the shadow of the battleship.
Feng Yiling's hand stopped in mid-air.
The bloody ball of light was still hanging in his palm, but his whole body froze.
His eyes were firmly fixed on that battleship.
On the side of the ship, there are those densely packed gun ports.
That unique dark red armor paint.
There is also the huge Skyhorn Clan logo on the bow of the ship.
Feng Yiling's pupils contracted violently.
"My... my battleship?"
His voice was out of control for the first time.
Starcore Realm's pressure actually fluctuated at this moment.
In the communication channel, an extremely arrogant voice burst out.
"Yo! Feng Yiling! Do you still remember me?"
The voice of Balen spread throughout a radius of hundreds of kilometers through the battleship's full-band broadcast system.
The Skyhorn Clan soldiers below all raised their heads.
Dragon Kingdom's soldiers also raised their heads.
Everyone saw the huge ship.
"A hundred years! I have been waiting for you on this broken planet for a hundred years!"
Balen's voice is getting more and more excited.
"You were fast enough back then! What about now? Your ship is in my hands! Your soldiers are at my feet!"
"What do you think this is called? Retribution! Hahahaha!"
Feng Yiling's face was distorted.
"Balen! That's my battleship!"
"Yours?" Balen made a pig-like mocking sound on the radio, "Whose password? Whose firewall? I changed them all!"
"Now this B5-Class Assault Battleship..."
"Ba!"
Feng Yiling clenched his fists, wishing he could chop this dwarf into pieces on the spot.
"Give me back that ship!"
"Repay you?" Balen's voice suddenly changed.
From arrogant to cold.
"You killed Seventh Interstellar Army three thousand six hundred Dwarf Clan warriors."
"You are raising humans as livestock on Blue Star."
"You want the planet Destruction."
"Yet?"
"I will show you today how your battleships blasted your men into cosmic dust!"
The armor plates on both sides of the battleship slid open at the same time.
One hundred and twenty B-Rank high-frequency source energy secondary guns all poked out their muzzles.
A white light lights up inside the barrel.
Lin Feng dragged his body covered with scars and suddenly distanced himself.
Nether Flood Dragon grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back thousands of meters.
Feng Yiling looked at the one hundred and twenty cannon muzzles, and his expression completely changed.
He was very aware of the power of these secondary guns.
One door can wipe out a city.
One hundred and twenty volleys.
"Disperse the whole army!" Feng Yiling roared downwards.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
"Fire."