Chapter 164

Du Mei is a poor woman. Yang Tian doesn't want to kill her, but Yang Tian doesn't feel guilty when she is burned by little Qinglong.

Although the woman's strength is low, she is like a poisonous snake, dormant on one side and staring at him coldly. When he is weak, she will take a fatal blow. Xiaoqinglong solves the problem.

Yang Tian fell asleep, and Xiaoqinglong closed his eyes and didn't move.

On this ice sheet, tranquility was restored, leaving only the roar of the cold wind.

Little Qinglong didn't fall asleep. Every once in a while, he would open his eyes and look around. When he found that he was all right, he closed his eyes again.

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In the hero city, the fighters who saw the result of the battle were finally relieved.

The most powerful enemy was solved by Yang Tian, and the rest of the Zichen Empire soldiers were much easier to deal with.

Li junyang, who got the result of the battle, smiled happily.

At this time, Li junyang was in Wabo city.

This city is smaller than the ice and snow city, but there are many times more martial artists in the city than the ice and snow city.

Moreover, more than half of these fighters came from other cities. They reported their determination to die and were ready to participate in the battle.

After the young fighters of the youth class spread the news, hundreds of thousands of people marched in major cities around the world. They held up slogans and asked the fighters in the city to go out to resist the attack of aliens.

The tragedy of ice city has shocked everyone.

Li junyang and his team got the right bet. In desperation, all cities sent fighters to Wabo city or other cities near the ice and snow city by special plane.

Everyone is not stupid. They know that the soldiers of Zichen empire are powerful. If they don't unite, they will destroy cities one by one. Finally, it's their turn

Under pressure, many martial artists were sent out, but most of them are young low-level martial artists. The strongest one is level 6.

As for the high-level warriors, because of their transcendent status, no one orders to move, and they are still in a wait-and-see state.

This also shows that the higher the status of martial artists, the more afraid of death, because they have superior living conditions, such as money, beauty, luxury houses, status and power. If they are accidentally killed, these things will be gone.

This is why, when the world is in a state of peace, most senior warriors fall.

Although the leader was killed, thousands of soldiers of Zichen Empire did not leave, because they were ordered to clean up the planet, kill Yang Tian and take Yang Tian's body back. Even if the leader died, if the task was not completed, they would be severely punished.

After leaving more than 100 Zichen Empire soldiers to see the women in the city, thousands of Zichen Empire soldiers continued to move towards the nearest Wabo city.

Human preparation can not hide from the people of Zichen Empire, but they don't care. Except for the terrible Yang Tian and star beast on the Antarctic ice sheet, they don't pay attention to the rest of the human beings on this planet.

The soldiers of Zichen Empire advance very fast. They will arrive at Wabo city in less than an hour.

The warriors of Wabo city are making final preparations.

The civilians in the city, especially women, children and the elderly, have begun to flee in batches under the escort of some fighters.

As for the young men, everyone took up self-defense weapons. Although they were of no use to the soldiers of Zichen Empire, they would not let others kill them.

Li junyang looked at the 100 teenagers in front of him and asked seriously, "are you ready?"

"Ready!"

More than a hundred teenagers, who were only sixteen or seventeen years old, answered in unison.

Li junyang, where they are now, is the playground of a primary school. More than 100 people stand here, which seems very sparse, but their voice is very loud and far away.

These teenagers know that they may die next, but everyone's eyes radiate a hot flame, a flame of revenge.

"Just be ready! In about an hour, let's start writing the suicide note! If you die in the next battle, your AIDS will send the suicide note to your family as soon as possible. Moreover, these suicide notes will be made public all over the world!"

Li junyang said, tightening the ***********************************************************************.

This kind of ******* is specially made. In a small range, it will produce a high temperature of thousands of degrees, and even steel can melt. It should be no problem to deal with the quasi perishable star soldiers of Zichen empire.

Thanks to the dead Wang Haolong, according to the video he shot, the members of the youth class calculated the weakness of the purple armor and specially made these explosives.

The families of these teenagers are good, otherwise, they won't become a martial artist at a young age.

All the more than 100 people came here without permission, even their families didn't know.

Not far away, behind a wall, Li Yuan, a level 7 martial artist, saw such a situation and burst into tears.

These more than 100 people are still children! They are not married or have not been in love. They may be bullies in the city and are hated by many people, but now they come here with a dying heart

Why?

Li Yuan couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Li Yuan couldn't stop his grandson Li junyang. He just shook his head, sighed, and turned away.

A few minutes later, the teenagers wrote the suicide note.

"Next, let's deduce the battle process. On the wall... We won't go. It's no use going. When they rush to the city..."

Li junyang waved, and the teenagers gathered around. Li junyang opened his head, and then everyone began to discuss how to kill the soldiers of Zichen empire.

Above the wall of Wabo, a woman in a red dress was very conspicuous. She was carrying twin spikes and looked at the South expressionless. In that direction, soon, there will be soldiers of Zichen empire.

At this moment, Yang Tian appeared in Zhu Hongzhu's heart.

She remembered the fight with Yang Tian that night.

"I have not given birth to you, but I am old..."

Zhu Hongyu murmured a few words that he didn't know whether it was poetry or doggerel.

Zheng Dalong stood behind Zhu Hongyu, holding a silver gun and quietly looking at Zhu Hongyu.

Zhu Hongyu's whisper was naturally heard by Zheng Dalong.

Zheng Dalong scratched his head and muttered, "I don't think I'm old. It's too implicit to say it."

Zhu Hongyu turned around, looked into Zheng Dalong's eyes and said, "Dalong, you'd better leave! Wait, you'll die."

"I......" Zheng Dalong looked at Zhu Hongyu's eyes and stopped talking, but thinking that he would die soon, he boldly said, "I want to die with you, hehe!"