"How is this possible?"
Hu Yunchang and the middle-aged martial artist just happened to be coming down and cried out in shock.
The middle-aged martial artist from Ren Sha Sect also trembled slightly.
"Wait for me here."
Ye Qingfeng's gaze turned cold, ordering them, as he gripped the flying sword in his hand.
The military power here was too strong, Little Yue couldn't handle it, and following Ye Qingfeng might get her injured, requiring him to protect her while being distracted.
Kill!
Ye Qingfeng swung out, a streak of sword qi instantly formed into a white glow, creating a fan shape, taking away the lives of over ten soldiers.
Without any hesitation, under the protection of the spiritual power shield, Ye Qingfeng directly braced against the bullets and charged towards the troops.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Under Ye Qingfeng's sword qi, these soldiers wielding rifles were completely unable to stop him, allowing Ye Qingfeng to slaughter them.
"Captain, what should we do?"
