The personal master of the beautiful president

"One hundred kilometers ahead is the North City of Wales, which is about to enter an important city in the British Kingdom. If a battle breaks out there, the situation will be very bad for me." Lin Bei pursed his lips, and he looked at the vast ocean under his feet.

The sea is very calm, just like its name, full of romantic style, the sky is high and the clouds are light.

"No, the battle must end in the Irish Sea, and it would be dangerous to go any further!"

If you enter the major cities of England, no one knows what will happen.

Once the impact of the battle spreads to civilians, it is a provocation to the British Kingdom.

Lin Bei can't guarantee what the British Parliament will do. He is indeed very powerful now, but not so strong that he has the capital to provoke the British Kingdom.

Among those powerful alien races, there is no god in any race, but they have all disappeared now, and none of them dare to escape in front of the big country.Because of them, they are afraid of dimensional weapons!

As one of the five contemporary overlords, the British Kingdom has a complete arsenal of dimensional weapons. Even if one of them falls, it is enough to destroy the world, and it is enough for Lin Bei to drink a pot.

Looking at the Mustang fighter jets shooting straight ahead, Lin Bei paused and stopped.

His body descended slowly until he landed on the surface of the sea, stepping on a wave.

"Report to the captain, the other party has stopped."

"His physical strength should be exhausted. Keep a safe distance. Now is our chance to fight back!" Hearing the report from his subordinates, the pilot of the No. 001 Mustang fighter breathed a sigh of relief. In order to consume Lin Bei.

No matter how powerful a fighter is, they still rely on their physical strength, and sooner or later they will be exhausted.

Unlike their fighter jets, they eat engine oil. As long as there are sufficient oil reserves, they can drive from one end of the earth to the other.

"I've finally waited for this moment. Now, it's your time of death. Let me see if you dare to be arrogant!"

Twelve fighter jets circled one by one in the void, turned back, and aimed their guns at Lin Bei.

"Bang bang bang!"

Dozens of supersonic missiles were launched together and rushed towards Lin Bei.

"Boom boom boom!"

The missile landed around Lin Bei, blowing up the entire sea surface with monstrous waves, jets of water rose into the sky, straight into the sky, like roaring water dragons!

After a wave of missiles went down, the second round of missiles soon followed. Hundreds of supersonic missiles, like a violent storm, slammed towards Lin Bei fiercely.

"I want to see how many waves of attacks you can withstand!"

Seeing the densely packed missiles roaring towards Lin Bei, the corners of the mouths of the several pilots curled up in triumph.

Although the battle was a bit difficult, fortunately they won in the end.

Seeing that the second round of missiles was about to hit Linbei, at this moment, dozens of golden rays of light roared out, like golden rays of light falling from the sky.

Countless sword lights spewed out at this moment, and those missiles were cut down by the sword lights when they were 500 meters away from Lin Bei.

"Boom boom boom!"

Countless huge air waves exploded beside Lin Bei, the momentum was terrific, Lin Bei stepped on the river, his eyes were like torches.

No matter how amazing the power of those missiles was, they couldn't touch even the corner of his clothes.

"how can that be?"

Seeing Lin Bei standing on the sea safely, the eyes of those pilots almost popped out.

There were hundreds of supersonic missiles, how could they not touch even a single corner of Lin Bei's clothes?
This is too exaggerated! ?

"No Firmament Sword!"

"Nine Sword Formation!"

Raising one hand, Wuxiao Sword and Qinghong, Furong, Wuji, Fuxue, Three Realms, Sharktooth, Seven Stars, Lihen, and Zhenwu ten flying swords exhaled powerful sword light. After the ten flying swords cut through those missiles , circled in the sky, and pulled out a long sword mark in the sky, turning into ten long rainbows that penetrated the sun, moon, and heaven and earth, and rushed towards the pilots at high speed!

The speed of these flying swords is too fast, the speed per second can be compared with tank shells, reaching six or seven times the speed of sound!
"Go back!"

Seeing the sword lights approaching so fast, the pilots' hairs stood on end, they quickly pulled the joystick and retreated rapidly.

"No, captain, its speed is too fast, our flying speed is not enough!"

"Turn around and attack, hit that golden light!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Countless supersonic missiles poured down in an instant, like mercury pouring down the ground.

"Boom boom boom!"

The water column and spray continuously exploded on the sea surface of Ireland, and the white waves rolled and flowed "crashing".

"what is that?"

On a huge ship from Dublin to Liverpool, countless passengers and crew members stood on the deck, took pictures of this thrilling scene with their mobile phones, and posted it on Space and Moments.

On the sea, Lin Bei pursed his lips tightly, walking with the sword.

Ten flying swords are flying in the void, and missiles hit the flying swords from time to time.

These flying swords have a natal connection with Lin Bei, and are driven by Lin Bei's true energy. Every time a missile hits the flying sword, Lin Bei will also be affected.

However, Lin Bei could still bear this shock.

"It was a great fight, now it's time for me to fight back."

Lin Bei's gaze was fixed, and with a wave of his arm, dozens of flying swords made a straight line, with the Nine Swords in front and the Wuxiao Sword in the back, stabbing straight towards a Mustang fighter jet.

The distance of dozens of kilometers, in front of Feijian's six or seven times the speed of sound, is almost within the blink of an eye.

"Bang bang bang!"

The unique heavy machine gun mounted on the rear wing of the Mustang fighter fired. Thousands of bullets poured out in an instant, making the flying sword "clang, clang, clang".

When there was still one kilometer away from the fighter jet, three flying swords had already been blasted out.

At 500 meters, three more flying swords could not withstand the continuous fire from the cannon and flew out.

Manipulating the flying sword across dozens of kilometers, and maintaining a speed of six or seven times the speed of sound, if it weren't for Lin Bei's stepping into the realm of harmony, he couldn't bear such consumption at all.

"Clang" sound.

There were still 200 meters away from the fighter group, and the golden light was almost at hand. Those pilots were so frightened that their spirits were scattered and their livers were torn apart.

"Raise, rise!"

The pilots of twelve fighter jets pulled their noses simultaneously and entered the higher realm of space.

With a lift of Lin Bei's palm, the only remaining four flying swords also rose into the air, rising in height.

100 meters!

Two supersonic missiles precisely bombarded the three flying swords Qinghong, Furong and Wuji.

Immediately, the last three flying swords of the Nine Swords Formation were also thrown out, fell from the sky, and fell into the sea.

In the end, there was only one flying sword left, and it was also the most powerful one, Wuxiao Sword!
"go with!"

The Nine Swords Formation was bombarded by missiles, Lin Bei's face remained calm and calm, and he pointed his fingers.

The Wuxiao Sword at the rear gave out a "bang-dang" sound, drew a circle in the void while climbing, and then used inertia to cut in from the left wing of a Mustang fighter jet. The titanium alloy machine The shell couldn't bear the sharpness of Wuxiao Sword's blade at all, and was cut off by Wuxiao Sword like a knife cutting butter.

The Wuxiao sword shot into the cabin, without waiting to pierce the pilot's body, the terrifying sword energy wrapped in it directly smashed the fighter pilot into pieces, and the dead could not die anymore!

In the end, the Wuxiao sword pierced out from the right wing of the fighter plane, and the sword tore open the fuel tank at the tail of the wing.

With a "boom", an earth-shattering explosion sounded at an altitude of 5000 meters above the Irish Sea, and a fireball rose into the sky!
Another Mustang fighter jet was destroyed by Lin Bei!

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