Papa Paladin

  Chapter 273 One person was once a million soldiers (33)

  Fairy? monster? Superman? iron Man? team leader?

  Zhao Yuanyuan's mind is a mess, and countless superheroes are running around in her mind.

  The scene that happened just now really overturned her common sense and three views. The scene that she had only seen in movies and TV shows appeared in front of her eyes, and the psychological impact on the round-faced girl can be imagined.

In fact, Zuo Yi's punch didn't even use one percent of its power. If he didn't want the wreckage to fall and hurt the people lying on the ground, he could blow up the gunship in the air with just a little more force. .

   instead of just knocking down.

   But Zhao Yuanyuan still felt extremely shocked. Looking at the burning flames in front of her, she even felt her heartbeat speeding up and blood surging, and something was about to spurt out!

   "Uncle..."

  The round-faced girl asked blushingly, "Are you a cultivator?"

  Cultivator?

  Zuo Yi laughed dumbfoundedly, shook his head and said, "No,"

"Uh…"

  Zhao Yuanyuan covered her hot face, feeling a little ashamed by her question.

  But she quickly opened her eyes wide: "Ah, the fire is getting bigger and bigger!"

  The gunship shot down by Zuo Yi was full of fuel, so the fire was quite large, and it ignited the trees on the mountainside.

  Zuo Yi also noticed this problem. He bent his legs and leaped up high. He jumped to the sky where the armed helicopter fell while breathing, and then punched him down.

  Boom!

  Accompanied by deafening noises, the burning helicopter was violently bombarded like a ten-million-ton heavy hammer. The body was instantly reduced to powder, and a huge crater was blasted out of the mountain at the same time.

  The surrounding bushes and bushes that were on fire were also suppressed and annihilated by the powerful fist force!

  There are only a few wisps of smoke, proving that a fire has just started here.

   Zuo Yi put out the fire with a punch, and then turned back in the air and fell back to the original position.

   Up to five seconds before and after!

  Zhao Yuanyuan: (⊙﹏⊙)b

  Zuo Yi chuckled, sat down on the chair again, and poured himself another cup of tea.

   "Uncle."

  Zhao Yuanyuan managed to come back to her senses. She held her chin in her fists and asked with bright eyes: "How did you do it? Are you really not a fairy?"

  At this moment, the round-faced girl has turned into a curious baby.

  Zuo Yi smiled and said: "We are called extraordinary."

  Zhao Yuanyuan has the talent of an extraordinary person, but he has not awakened it yet, so Zuo Yi doesn't mind revealing some secrets of this world to her.

   "Extraordinary..."

  The round-faced girl murmured again, and then asked: "Uncle, are there many superhumans like you?"

   "There are many extraordinary people."

  Zuo Yi patiently explained: "The owner of this witch temple is also an extraordinary person."

  Long nights, someone chatting with you will not be too boring.

  As time went by, more and more people who took refuge came to the Wushen Temple, and besides the overseas Chinese of Daxia, there were actually many people from other countries.

  Zuo Yi inquired and found out that most of these people were friends or even relatives of local Daxia expatriates. After hearing the news, he was worried that something might happen, so he ran over with his companions.

  For these people who appeared unexpectedly, Zuo Yi did not keep them out, and let everyone go inside to rest.

  The scientific expedition team members and tourists who had been unconscious in the temple before also woke up one after another.

  Zhao Yuanyuan didn't bother to ask Zuo Yi about the secrets of supernatural beings, so he hurried over to meet his classmates and teachers and explain the current situation to everyone.

   This round-faced girl with rather thick nerves also comforted the panic-stricken teachers and classmates who had just woken up.

   But those tourists from foreign countries have a little trouble.

   "Annie!"

  A middle-aged man with a big nose yelled, "Where did you hide my wife? Answer me!"

  He was very excited, waving his arms wildly: "Annie!"

  The people around were scared and ran away.

  The emotions of this middle-aged man also infected some other tourists. They looked around in panic, looking for the figure of their relatives, and became excited when the search was fruitless.

"Oh, God!"

   "Can anyone tell me what happened?"

   "Please, help find my child!"

   "I'm getting out of here!"

"Quiet!"

Seeing that the situation at the scene was a little out of control, Zuo Yi stood in front of the temple and shouted in a deep voice in English: "This is the safest place in Thyssen City now. If anyone wants to leave, then I will not stop them, but I will not stop them." We will keep him safe!"

  He released a trace of mental deterrence while issuing a warning, and the temple became very quiet in an instant. Although many people still had anxious expressions on their faces, at least there was no more panic and noise.

  Zuo Yi continued: "If your relatives and companions are not here, then it is impossible to find them in other places. The culprit has been killed by me, and his body is on it."

  Zuo Yi pointed to the altar standing in the middle of the pool of blood: "Let's mourn."

  Some tourists who couldn't find their relatives and friends suddenly showed despair, and some began to cry.

"No!"

  The middle-aged man who lost his wife roared: "I don't believe it, you are lying to me, you must have put Annie..."

   Before he finished speaking, he suddenly rolled his eyes and fell softly to the ground.

   "He's fine."

  Zuo Yi said lightly: "He just needs to sleep again. If you want to leave now, you can go. If you want to stay, please keep order and quiet. The rescue force is on the way."

  People in the temple were all silent, everyone looked at each other, but no one chose to leave.

  They can only choose to trust Zuo Yi instead of running out to take risks.

   And Zuo Yi's mysterious method of silently making the middle-aged man unconscious just now also made them awed.

   "Uncle."

  Zhao Yuanyuan ran over and said quietly: "You are so handsome!"

  The round-faced girl has now reached the level of admiration for Zuo Yi, and has become a little fan of the idol.

  Zuo Yi smiled.

  But the next moment, he frowned.

  The sound of the helicopter rotor came again from outside, and the distant siren could be heard faintly.

  Zuo Yi immediately returned to the ladder.

  At the foot of Mount Longe, a large number of military police appeared on the square in front of the ladder, as well as dozens of police cars and armored vehicles. Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers had just rushed up the ladder.

  In the sky, there are two new armed helicopters circling back and forth, but they dare not get too close to the Witch Temple.

  The army of Betney, Governor of Lanta Province, finally appeared!

  They came pretty fast.

  The local warlords who ruled one side, whether in terms of military quality or combat effectiveness, are completely incomparable with the real powerful army, and the military base stationed in Thyssen is on the other side of the city.

   Seeing such a scene, without hesitation, Zuo Yi took out the red dragon sword that had killed the bull-headed troll before, and swung it down towards the ladder below!

  The moment the epee appeared, fiery flames surged out from the sword body, and a crimson sword energy penetrated hundreds of meters in an instant, and slashed heavily on the ladder.

  The next moment, there was a huge sword mark with a depth of one meter in the middle of the ladder paved with thousands of tons of blue stones, and all the broken rocks showed signs of melting!

  Boom!

  The entire mountain is shaking, and countless mud and rocks are rolling down, as if the end of the world is coming!

Such a terrifying scene frightened the native soldiers who had just rushed up the ladder. Some of them fell down on the steps in embarrassment, some yelled in fear, some turned their heads and ran, and some dropped their weapons Kneel down and worship.

  Pray for forgiveness from the witch god!

  The square in front of the ladder was also in chaos, and the two armed helicopters in the sky immediately turned around, opening the distance between the Wushen Palace.

  Zuo Yi stood with a sword in his hand, looking down at the chaotic mountain with fierce eyes.

  The sword just now was just a warning. If the other party didn’t understand the meaning and wanted to rush forward, then no matter how many people came, Zuo Yi would let them know what it is to be a sanctuary knight who was once a million soldiers!

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