The entire scene was in an uproar!
For special forces martial artists, jumping out of a plane and landing on the ground was a must for them. However, this was not how they learned how to jump out of a plane!
At an altitude of 200 meters, there was no rope ladder, no parachute, no paraglider, and no other auxiliary landing equipment. Wasn't this courting death?
Dong!
While many special forces martial artists were still trying to catch the figure, the figure had already crashed heavily onto the ground with a muffled sound. The dust on the ground was sent flying, and for a moment, his tracks were buried.
"Nonsense!"
"Who is this?"
Vice City Lord Tan said with an ugly expression when he saw this scene.
"I didn't see it clearly. It was too fast.”
"I don't know. I didn't pay attention just now.”
"It seems to be Team Leader He Zhijun? This assault helicopter belonged to Dragon Fang.”
"He Zhijun? Was He Zhijun crazy? Did you commit suicide?"
"Impossible, didn't Team Leader He Zhijun go to pick up Martial Lord Ye? Could he have been kicked out of the cabin by Ye Wujun?”
"No, it can't be? If that was the case, wouldn't Team Leader He Zhijun be smashed into meat paste?”
The group leaders and the chief of staff said with twitching lips.
Although they were shocked just now, they did not carefully observe who it was. Moreover, the speed was too fast, and they did not have time at all.
Vice City Lord Tan raised his head and saw a huge Wolf King totem drawn outside the helicopter. Below the Wolf King totem, there were two dragon teeth that intersected like sharp swords!
It was obvious that this was the helicopter of the Dragon Fang Martial Force.
"Grand Commanding Army, this…"
Vice City Lord Tan frowned slightly and looked at Martial Emperor Wu Zhengtian with mixed feelings. He wanted to say something but hesitated.
Ye Tian was indeed a hero of the Great Xia Continent, but even so, he couldn't continue like this. If he did, how could he convince the masses?
Killing even his own teammates as if they were child's play. This was clearly going to cause chaos.
After all, Wu Qingming, the leader of the 13th Force Group, and Tan Xiaolin, the chief of staff of the 13th Force Group, were both in the hospital for treatment. If He Zhijun was added, what would happen?
Wouldn't the Dragon Fang Team and the 13th Team have to personally clean up the sect?
"Let's go over and take a look."
Wu Zhengtian did not know what to say either. He could only walk over quickly.
Now that things had come to this, they could only decide what to do based on the situation.
The tens of thousands of special forces martial artists who had surrounded the area quickly retreated to a passageway. Martial Emperor Wu Zhengtian, Vice City Lord Tan, and more than 30 team leaders and staff officers walked over.
A moment later, the dust that filled the sky gradually settled, and a thin but extremely slender figure was revealed.
Seeing this, the Chief of Staff of the Dragon Fang Force Team, Fan Tianlei, was the first to heave a sigh of relief.
"This is not He Zhijun."
Fan Tianlei said confidently.
He was extremely familiar with He Zhijun, so he could immediately tell that this figure was not He Zhijun.
"Of course he isn't He Zhijun. He's the Great Xia's God of Slaughter.”
Martial Emperor Wu Zhengtian heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Vice City Lord Tan unhappily.
Vice City Lord Tan's words gave him a headache. However, it seemed that things were not that bad. Otherwise, Martial Emperor Wu Zhengtian would not know how to deal with this matter.
Vice City Lord Tan's expression was slightly awkward. Then, he glared at the group leaders and chief of staff who had previously discussed He Zhijun, causing those chief of staff and group leaders to hurriedly turn their heads away from Vice City Lord Tan. Each and every one of them was extremely guilty.
At this time, Dragon Fang's assault helicopter had also landed not far away. He Zhijun ran over, sweating profusely, and after glancing at Ye Tian, he let out a long sigh: "Ye Wujun, can you not do this next time? My heart is not very good.”
Ye Tian glanced at He Zhijun before striding over to Wu Zhengtian.
When he moved, many special forces martial artists could not help but exclaim when they saw the place where he left. At the place where he left, the cement base ground collapsed, and the surrounding area was filled with spiderweb-like cracks.
"In the past, I've always seen his deeds on the Internet and the news. I thought it was a long time ago, but now, this is too f * cking visual impact!”
"It's not just a visual impact! It was simply shocking! You don't even know how big Xiao Pei's mouth was just now. A phone could have been stuffed in!”
"Hehe, you make it sound like your mouth was smaller than mine just now.”
"I suddenly understand why the imperial capital would confer him the title of the Great Xia's God of Slaughter! This strength was simply inhuman!”
The group of special forces martial artists gathered at the center could not help but sigh.
If one had never seen this scene, one would never be able to imagine how shocking it was!
They were all iron-blooded Martial Artists who revered strength and strength, and the strength that Ye Tian had displayed had them prostrating themselves in admiration!
Because the marks on the ground clearly told them how much impact Ye Tian had endured when he jumped from two hundred meters in the air!
This impact was enough to break through armor!
"Ye Wujun, welcome back!"
Wu Zhengtian looked at Ye Tian, taking a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.
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