Chapter 167

More than an hour later.

Yang Tian walks in the streets of the ice and snow city. The smaller little green dragon lies on his shoulder. It and Yang Tian open their big eyes and scan everything in the city.

The once prosperous ice and snow city has now become a dead city.

Until now, there are still black smoke pillars in the city, which can be seen from a distance.

The city is full of human corpses. In the cold season, these corpses are frozen stiff. Some corpses still look angry, desperate and frightened on their faces

Seeing this situation, Yang Tianmu was about to crack his canthus and bit his teeth. His eyes were full of anger.

"We're late..." looking at most of the mutilated human bodies all over the ground, Yang Tian sighed and frowned at himself after a long silence.

Among these bodies, there are many old people, children of several years old, and even pregnant women

Yang Tian didn't expect that the people of Zichen Empire were so cruel.

Is this the way for the strong race to 'clean up' the weak race in the universe

"Squeak!"

The little green dragon cried twice, and there was anger in his voice.

"Ah ~"

The silent city seemed to have no living people. Suddenly, a woman's scream came from the front.

Yang Tian opened his eyes and ran away in the direction of the voice.

Soon, Yang Tian came to the gate of a cinema in ice and snow city.

A woman was running out of it, her coat messy. The scream just now must have come from this woman.

At this time, behind the young woman, a purple Chen Empire soldier without a helmet was chasing the woman with a sneer on his face.

The Zichen Empire soldier seemed to be intentional. With his strength, he could catch up with the young woman in an instant, but he just walked fast, as if he enjoyed the process of chasing prey.

Yang Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Damn this man!

All the soldiers of Zichen Empire left on the earth deserve to die!

Yang Tian's body moved, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the purple Chen Empire soldier.

Seeing Yang Tian in front of him, the soldier of Zichen empire was stunned. When he recognized Yang Tian's face, he turned and ran away. On the Antarctic ice sheet, they have seen Yang Tian's power for a long time, and they have a deep fear of Yang Tian in their hearts!

"Er ~"

As soon as the Zichen Empire soldier turned around and wanted to escape, Yang Tian grabbed the back of his neck.

"Zizizi ~"

As soon as Yang Tian worked hard, the white electric wire shone on Yang Tian's arm and the soldier of Zichen empire.

Attacked by the strong current, the purple Chen Empire soldier trembled all over his body, like a pendulum, and his eyes turned white. And his body, also emitting smoke, his skin slowly cracked, and blood soaked out of the crack.

"Er, er..." the Zichen Empire soldier who was caught by the neck could not speak. In his throat, he could only make a humming sound.

Yang Tian grabbed the man and gently lifted him up.

At this time, the Zichen Empire soldier was almost out of breath and his body became soft.

"Boom ~"

The man's body suddenly burned.

Yang Tian was surprised and immediately let go of the black body in his hand.

The body released by Yang Tian was still burning. In a few breaths, it turned into a pile of black residue, and the armor on his body was baked black.

Yang Tian was stunned when he looked at a pile of black armor and smoking black corpse residue at his feet.

Sure enough, as Yang Tian expected, his dragon ball power now has the power of electricity and fire.

"Bang ~"

Just then, the gate of the cinema was pushed open.

A line of people in purple armor rushed out of it.

After these people rushed out, they didn't dare to stop at all. Without any hesitation, they ran quickly in all directions.

"Bruce Lee, kill them!"

Yang Tian looked at the purple Chen Empire soldiers who wanted to escape and said with a sneer.

"Squeak!"

The little green dragon cried twice excitedly, turned into a green shadow, and rushed to the farthest soldier of Zichen empire.

Little green dragon doesn't have to change to deal with these quasi perishable stars of Zichen Empire soldiers.

Yang Tian's body moved and appeared in front of one of the Zichen Empire soldiers like lightning. He punched the other party's chest.

"Peng ~"

The purple Chen Empire flew back with fear in his eyes.

"Peng ~"

The man was in the air. Yang Tian poured the power into his body and burst his body in an instant.

"Peng... Peng... Peng..."

In the eyes of the young woman saved by Yang Tian, Yang Tian's figure turned into a remnant shadow, constantly flying a Zichen Empire soldier. These people who were shot off were like bombs placed in their bodies, and suddenly exploded, splashing blood and flesh.

Seeing such a situation, the young woman was not afraid, but very excited. She almost couldn't help cheering.

……

In Wabo.

"Peng ~"

Zheng Dalong's strong body was punched out by a dead star soldier. His body hit a concrete wall and passed out in a coma.

Zheng Dalong is only a level 7 warrior, and this dead star warrior is equivalent to the strength of a level 9 warrior. Naturally, he is not an opponent.

Seeing Zheng Dalong spitting blood, the Dead Star Soldier closed his eyes and fell to the ground. He immediately rushed to the next warrior with a knife.

At this time, the battle in Wabo city has reached the most intense time.

Thousands of Zichen Empire soldiers have driven the warriors on the city wall to the city.

On the high wall, the incomplete bodies of martial artists have been covered. The bright red blood flows down the wall and dyed the wall red.

The resistance of the warriors in the city is much stronger than that of the ice and snow city.

But the strength is overwhelming. Until now, only more than 100 people have been lost by the soldiers of Zichen Empire, plus the explosion outside the city.

And the fighters in the city have killed and injured more than 5000 people.

As for ordinary civilians without force, more people died

Li junyang took more than 100 young martial artists, all with an angry face, biting their teeth and looking at the battle ahead.

It's very close to the south gate. The soldiers of Zichen Empire have pushed close to them only about 100 meters away. There are fewer and fewer fighters blocking the soldiers of Zichen empire. It seems that they will be killed soon.

"Boss, I'll go!" at this time, a 15-year-old boy came over and said with his teeth.

"No!" Li junyang raised his hand and stopped, "I organized this matter, and I took the lead!"

The teenager pressed Li junyang's hand and said with a smile: "boss, you are the head of the youth class. Let's die the last!"

The boy said that, turned his head, looked at his companions and smiled.

More than 100 teenagers looked at him and nodded seriously.

"Hoo ~"

After turning around, the boy rushed forward without any hesitation.

"Zhao Hai..."

Li junyang looked at the figure of the young man running quickly, stretched out his hand and shouted in a low voice.