The Strongest Villain Immortal Emperor of Infinite Traveling Book

Sakura Country, the headquarters of the war zone.

The emperor of the land stared at the huge electronic screen in front of him with his hands behind his back. Behind him were three generals in the uniform of the commander of the sea, land and air.

On the electronic screen is the real-time battle image cast by the high-altitude early warning aircraft.

Through these images, they can see everything that happens at an altitude of [-] meters.

When they saw Lin Chen standing on the top of the plane as firmly as Mount Tai, looking down on thousands of fighter planes, several people gasped and were extremely horrified.

They finally understood why Mr. Deng Deng ordered them to fight against Lin Chen with the whole country.

This is not a person, but a god!

"Your Majesty, our enemy may be the legendary oriental god. Can a thousand fighters defeat him?"

The commander of the air force was inexplicably uncertain.

These thousand fighter planes are the treasures he has accumulated for many years, and they are all of the Air Force of the Cherry Blossom Country.

Let these fighters attack Lin Chen in the first round, he was a little worried that he would not be able to resist it.

If the fighter plane is damaged or the pilot is damaged, I'm afraid his heart will bleed.

"Hmph, my lord nine times a night, even if he is a god, facing a thousand high-tech fighters, he will never return! Are you scared out of your wits by him?"

Before the emperor could speak, he heard the arrogant sneer of the navy commander: "If your air force is not confident, get out of the way quickly and let our navy dispatch, and we will definitely shoot him into a sieve!"

"That's right, Mr. Nine Times has been flying in the sky all year round. Who would have thought that he would be so timid and cowardly before the war started?"

The commander of the army also echoed.

"What do you know? This guy is the one who defeated Destroyer 007. It's normal for me to worry about this!"

The air force commander snorted displeasedly.

Although he was a little worried about Lin Chen's power, being underestimated by his colleagues made him lose face.

Therefore, he immediately shouted: "You are optimistic about this commander, even if his combat power surpasses No. 007, he will be torn apart by the commander's air force!"

"Hehehe, yes, this air force was produced by the free country. It has a strong combat power and is equipped with the most advanced Tomahawk tracking missiles. Under the command of the ninth prince of the big cherry blossom country, let alone a god, even a medium-sized The country will also be annihilated in ashes!"

The emperor smiled disdainfully, turned his head and ordered to the army commander, "Master Jingguchi, quickly call Mr. Deng Deng for the local emperor, and the local emperor wants to tell him the good news that Lin Chen has been wiped out!"

"Hi, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

The army commander saluted, turned around and went to get the phone.

The emperor looked at the electronic screen with his hands behind his back, shook his head and smiled, and said, "This time, the whole country's air force was dispatched to eliminate Lin Chen, and the consumption was a bit heavy. After Lin Chen died, the local emperor had to ask Mr. Deng Deng more points." What about the damage fee!"

As soon as the voice fell, the army commander ran over with the microphone in hand, "Your Excellency, Mr. Deng Deng's phone has been connected!"

"Yo Xi!"

The emperor grabbed the microphone, squinted his fish eyes, and said respectfully, "Mr. Deng Deng, Lin Chen has been surrounded by thousands of fighter planes from our air force, and he is about to die soon!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Denden was stunned for a moment, and shouted in disbelief, "What? Are you going to kill him soon?"

"That's right, he is surrounded by thousands of fighter planes, and it will only take a minute at most. We will send him to see God!"

The Dihuang looked proud, and was about to hear Deng Deng's praise, but he heard Deng Deng angrily scold: "Idiot, idiot, Fake, what the hell are you eating to death?
That Lin Chen is a powerful martial artist, even Jack is no match for him, a thousand fighter planes surrounded him and threatened that he was going to die?How the hell are you so stupid? "

The emperor was dumbfounded.

The script is wrong!
Why did Deng Deng lose his temper so much?

"Mr. Deng Deng, I don't understand. We have a thousand fifth-generation fighter jets produced by the Free State. They have superior combat effectiveness. It will be a matter of time before he is bombarded to death. Why?"

The emperor said tremblingly.

"Fake, you pighead, give me 100% strength to fight against him, remember, remember, don't underestimate him, otherwise."

Deng Deng hadn't finished cursing when he saw the commanders of land, sea and air screaming in alarm.

"what happened?"

The emperor was full of doubts, and quickly looked up, his whole body trembled in fright, and the microphone fell to the ground.

The ear-piercing sound of hitting the ground turned into a shrill sound that penetrated into Mr. Deng Deng's ears, and Mr. Deng Deng was so angry that he yelled at him.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you idiot Emperor? Get out of here quickly!"

Mr. Denden's roar came from the microphone.

The emperor didn't realize it at all, and stared at the electronic screen with wide eyes.

On the screen, pieces of dark alloy suddenly flew out of the void, and quickly covered Lin Chen's body, forming a set of super alloy battle armor with invincible defensive power, and a two-meter-long, dark red handle. Bone Crusher Knife.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chen stomped No. 007 Wuzhi, turned into a black streamer, and shot towards the frontmost fighter jet.

Before everyone could understand what Lin Chen had done, they found that the fighter jet was split in half from the middle, and it fell straight down with black smoke.

"Damn it, he overturned a fighter plane in an instant!"

The commander of the Air Force was the first to react, clutching his heart and screaming, grabbed the command microphone, and shouted at the Air Force: "Quick, quick, three o'clock direction, shoot me, shoot hard!"

Da da da.
The order was issued, and at least five hundred fighter jets turned around and fired a large number of cannon bullets and missiles towards the afterimage of forest dust in the direction of the crash.

Boom boom boom!
Missiles and machine gun bullets collided and exploded continuously, blasting clusters of dazzling fireworks at high altitude.

After Lin Chen sliced ​​open the first fighter, he held a bone-opening knife and appeared in front of another fighter in the blink of an eye.

Lin Chen grinned at the pilot through the transparent high-strength glass cover at the front of the fighter.

"No, no, don't come here, Yayongdie, Yayongdie!"

The driver was frightened, screamed in horror, and frantically pressed the shooting button.

Lin Chen smiled contemptuously. With the cannon and missiles on the front of the super alloy armor, he swung his long knife and slashed at the fighter plane!
Whoosh!
A dark red blade flashed, and the fighter plane and the pilot were cut in half.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding pilots were stunned.

Nani?

Is this so fierce?

The machine guns can't move, the missiles can't blast, it's like cutting tofu with a fucking knife, a fighter plane with one knife.

This, who can stand it?

"Flying Eagle calls the ground, asks for support, asks for support!"

Some terrified pilots quickly grabbed their phones and frantically sought support from the ground.

They were intimidated.

Although Lin Chen was only one person, after seeing Lin Chen's strength and terrifying strength, each of them had the illusion of fighting with [-] fighter jets.

"Damn, hold on, I must hold on, we have more than [-] fighter planes, millions of cannon bullets, and thousands of missiles, I'm aiming at them and bombing them!!!"

The Air Chief roared.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw on the screen that Lin Chen actually grabbed the belly of an airplane with his bare hands, and then broke it to both sides!
Tear!

The fifth-generation fighter, which was made of alloy and could not be hammered with a sledgehammer, was as brittle as paper, and was directly torn from the middle.