Chapter 6565 The Majestic Sword Emperor

The middle-aged man's face has turned black, his hair has stood up, and green smoke is constantly coming out of his head.

He stooped his back, lowered his head and panted hard. He looked up at the tank, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.

"This... what kind of body is this."

Chen Yang was very surprised. It stands to reason that in the cemetery of the gods, the fairy world does not apply. How can the other party have the strength to withstand high voltage electricity.

Suddenly, Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself: "That's right, the demon clan! The demon clan has a strong body and a bloodline with natural electric properties."

Having said that, Chen Yang discovered another problem.

The demon clan can transform into a human form, which can only be done after practicing.

Since the training system does not apply here, the opponent is in human form, which proves that he is not a demon.

The human race has such a strong physique?

Chen Yang adjusted the tank's laser cannon and heavy machine gun, preparing to continue attacking the middle-aged man and drive him away.

Otherwise, looking at the opponent's posture, if he takes the initiative to attack and destroys the tank, Chen Yang will have no chance to counterattack.

But who knows, at this moment, the middle-aged man jumped up, jumped onto the tree trunk, and then flew through the woods at an extremely fast speed, disappearing in an instant.

Although the middle-aged man's speed did not reach the level of an immortal, Chen Yang was dumbfounded by the fact that he could achieve it with only his physical body.

Because the middle-aged man's top speed is at least three times that of Chen Yang.

"How on earth did he do it?"

Chen Yang became more and more confused, but he could tell that the other party was fully prepared for coming to the Cemetery of the Gods.

Most likely, the other party has been here once before.

"It seems that although the Tomb of the Gods has limited power, it has nothing to do. Everyone has to rely on their own methods. It's just that my tank is pitiful. Without the muzzle, how can the shells be fired? Now, we can only rely on lasers and heavy machine guns."

Chen Yang retracted his thoughts and continued to observe the footprints on the ground. Zhen Xue's traces were quickly found, and he continued to look for Zhen Xue.

But what worried him was that Zhen Xue's footprints extended in the same direction as the middle-aged man left.

If Zhen Xue met a middle-aged man, I don't know what the middle-aged man would do.

It seems that the middle-aged man is not a kind person. If Zhen Xue is caught, it will be very bad.

Chen Yang controlled the tank to advance at full speed. Although it consumed a lot of fuel, he had to do so.

After advancing for more than twenty miles, the radar finally detected two figures.

According to the outline of the radar mapping automatic imaging, Chen Yang could see one of the people tied to a tree, and the other person walking back and forth, seemingly being interrogated.

Although the imaging was not accurate and clear, Chen Yang could still tell that the person tied to the tree was Zhen Xue.

"That old guy is going too far. Don't you know how to show mercy?"

Chen Yang controlled the tank to stop and did not continue to move forward.

At this distance, he was sure that the middle-aged man would not notice the presence of the tank.

No matter how strong the opponent's body is, without perception, the naked eye's vision is limited and cannot penetrate the yellow air.

But if he continues to get closer and the middle-aged man spots the tank, he can immediately take Zhen Xue away, and the tank may not be able to catch up.

"This is how to do?"

Chen Yang couldn't help but frown. With a tank, he already felt that the weird middle-aged man was difficult to deal with. If he left the tank, he would be even less of an opponent.

Long-range shooting may not be able to hit the middle-aged man, and if it angers the other party, the other party may hurt Zhen Xue.

After much deliberation, the only way to ensure Zhen Xue's safety is to lure the other party away and then rescue Zhen Xue.

Chen Yang looked back at the two off-road motorcycles that had been prepared. They were prepared for emergencies. Unexpectedly, they were finally used now.

The tank turned on its hidden mode, Chen Yang put on his sniper rifle and rode an off-road motorcycle, much faster.

Now, even if the middle-aged man had four legs, he still couldn't outrun Chen Yang.

The only thing to worry about is that the middle-aged man takes Zhen Xue hostage.

The visual distance here is two hundred meters. After Chen Yang used a thermal imager to determine the range, he stopped the motorcycle and took out the sniper rifle on his back.

The middle-aged man didn't notice anyone approaching. Even if there was someone, he would think it was a dinosaur and wouldn't care.

Chen Yang set up his sniper rifle, aimed at the middle-aged man, and pulled the trigger.

The speed of the bullet was extremely fast, and what shocked Chen Yang was that the middle-aged man's reaction speed was incredibly fast. He stepped back and stretched out his palm to grab the bullet.

"what!"

The middle-aged man shouted coldly, but he failed to catch it after all. Blood splattered on his left shoulder, and the shoulder blade was shattered. He grimaced in pain.

He didn't expect that the flying hidden weapon would be so powerful.

He had been preparing for hundreds of years, thinking that this time it would be absolutely foolproof and that he would be able to find the treasures of ancient gods.

Unexpectedly, besides those weird beasts, there were also new things.

The machines I saw before looked like local aborigines.

This time, what is it?

Just as the middle-aged man was thinking, another hidden weapon flew towards him.

This time, he didn't dare to grab the hidden weapon anymore. He immediately stepped back, then looked in the direction from which the hidden weapon was flying, quickly pulled out the sword from his waist, and swooped up.

As for the injury to his palm, it seemed to have no effect on him.

He was very afraid of the strange machinery from before, which had terrifying power.

But this hidden weapon is not too strong, and its continuous release speed is not fast enough.

This time, we must catch the people hiding in the secret and let these guys know the consequences of provoking themselves.

Looking further and further, the middle-aged man saw a person sitting in a strange car.

"Come and accept your fate."

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, sped up and ran forward, swinging his knife.

Seeing this, Chen Yang raised his prepared submachine gun and fired bullets one after another.

Here, no matter how sharp the middle-aged man's knife is or how fast his legs are, they can't be as powerful as Chen Yang's bullets.

The middle-aged man had a solemn look on his face. He didn't expect that the opponent's hidden weapon could be fired so fast, unable to break through the blockade of the hidden weapon.

He quickly dodged, no longer caring about attacking.

For a moment, he was in a very embarrassed state. He was hit in several places on his body. He was about to collapse in pain, but he could only avoid the pain.

"Stop! Stop!"

The middle-aged man shouted, with anger and frustration in his tone.

At this time, the bullet stopped.

It wasn't that Chen Yang listened to his words, but that the magazine was empty.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth, bent down and hid in the grass, and did not dare to come out. He shouted in the direction of Chen Yang: "Boy, do you know who I am, how dare you..."

Bang bang bang bang...

A series of bullets frightened the middle-aged man so much that he shrank back into the grass, not even daring to show his head. He crept forward quietly, but because of the serious injuries, he was unable to move in pain.

"Asshole, I, the majestic Sword Emperor, have been insulted like this!"

The middle-aged man clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms without realizing it. His blood-stained face was full of resentment, and his teeth were almost broken.