"Lin Zongwu! I'm going to fuck your mother——"

The huge sound of the wooden building collapsing was accompanied by angry roars, symbolizing the arrival of the No. 1 man in the world. With the emergence of this round of movement, many masters under King Yama's morale boiled and they pressed forward.

More masters belonging to the Great Light Sect, led by Wang Nanda, surged towards the place filled with chaos and smoke after the bombardment.

In the direction of the Chinese Army, almost the moment Lin Zongwu appeared, there were flares roaring into the sky. Several figures also surged up and rushed towards the direction of Lin Zongwu's arrival.

Although after Ning Yi's regicide rebellion, the Huaxia Army became an organization, its internal propaganda no longer exaggerated the heroism of fighting alone, but after years of fierce fighting in the world, especially now, who can be sent on missions?

There are few masters with amazing skills. It is one thing to advance step by step on the battlefield, but as certain specific targets appear, special plans that have been announced in advance are triggered. With the path Xue Jin stepped on

The street is the central axis, and the most skilled and lethal characters among the four nearby special operations groups are also launching at the same time to pounce on Lin Zongwu, who is coming to show off his ferocity.

The Chinese army has been fighting fiercely in the world for more than ten years, and various figures have come and gone. Masters like "Feather Blade" who have made a big name in the world before, or people like Yuwen Feidu and Xiao Hei who have famous connections.

In fact, they are all in the minority. Over the years, most of them, such as Chen Tuozi, who is similar to the evil way, Lin Nian, the "Five Phoenix Sword" who is similar to the righteous way, Hou Lietang and others have been buried in the smoke and dust of fighting along the way.

But these years have been unpredictable. In addition to those who were famous in the past, those who joined the Chinese Army also included a large number of third-rate masters in the past, and even people who were not even third-rate. When they accompanied Xiaocanghe's fight, they accompanied

The fighting in the southwest has come all the way to the present. Even if these people have not become famous in the world, their fighting skills, even if they fight alone, are enough to look down on a large number of so-called green forest masters.

These people have seen brutal confrontations with huge crowds of people, and have defeated the Jurchens who were capable of destroying the country in front of them. They regard the world as a joke, but even so, for those who can personally hunt and kill this so-called "the best master in the world"

, and it is enough to make the backbone elites of the Chinese Army excited.

Therefore, as the enemies with boosted morale surged forward, while the four groups of the Chinese Army shrank at a high speed, not many people realized that the morale of the Chinese Army was actually boosted in an instant.

Yuwen Feidu and the other two snipers ran wildly on the roof, trying to adjust to the most ideal cross-blocking position.

As the main combat force of the special operations team, everyone retreated a little distance after concentrating at high speed, and then threw grenades at the surging enemies. They would serve as a fulcrum to directly support the wave.

Several figures rushed through the courtyards and rushed towards Lin Zongwu, just like ancient humans, trying to hunt down the giant beasts.

And in front, figures one after another surged past the fighting front line at high speeds. Their forward trajectories were far beyond those of ordinary people. They were the great masters who followed Lin Zongwu.

"Feather Sword" Qian Luoning was rushing past the front line of the battlefield at high speed at this moment. In front of him, "Five Luo Slash" Tang Qinghua came with several masters to kill him, trying to block his way. The next moment,

The fierce sword light swept across a distance of more than ten feet. The masters who appeared in front seemed to be struck by a hurricane. Some people burst into blood, some threw themselves aside, and some were buried in the ruins.

Rolling like a ball, knocking away the dust in the sky.

As the Great Guangming Guoqing, the long-famous Wu Luo Zhan felt as if he was being carried by a mad galloping horse. During the high-speed sword fight, at one moment, his feet stumbled, and he was tumbled and rushed out.

The figures of the masters passed by the front line and intertwined with each other. Behind them, grenades exploded in the incoming waves and filled the sky with smoke and dust. At this moment, the huge Lin Zongwu became the center of all sights on the entire stage, as if surrounded by millions of silver coins.

The stinging sensation of needles penetrating into the skin surged in my mind——

Wang Nanda's voice swept across the battlefield as he ran wildly.

"Kill the one with the musket first——"

One after another figures have rushed towards the rooftops at high speed.

The most intense fighting broke out in countless directions——

…

Ning Ji ran wildly in the blood.

Pass through the courtyard, pass through the houses, pass through the lanes, and finally return to the original long street.

He searched back and forth for a moment, and found Xue Jin in a pool of blood behind the damaged shield car.

The bones in his chest were shattered, but before he died, he still crawled forward several steps, as evidenced by the blood spreading underneath his body.

And when he turned over the corpse, there was no sorrow or hatred in the eyes that were still closed. He did not close his eyes, but in his eyes, it was more like he was expecting and longing for something.

Ning Ji squatted there for a moment and then stood up.

What is that in the eyes?

Ning Ji didn't know.

After Yueniang died, Ning Ji always knew that Xue Jin was bound to die. He had a broken arm and a leg and had lived with his illness for so long. Even after some time, he would only die in pain.

Facing the Fair Party was a good way to die, and Ning Ji knew it. Therefore, after he rushed forward, he didn't think too much about it.

There is no need to think too much about Xue Jin anymore.

But when he realized that Li Yanfeng had killed him with a stone on the way, Ning Ji felt a complicated feeling of having nowhere to turn to.

The noise came from my ears.

He stood there, turning his head and looking over. In front of the street, enemies were rushing towards him in great force. He seemed to have become excited again for some reason.

Figures collided and intertwined, flares rose in the sky, and grenade smoke exploded. Ning Ji felt uncomfortable for no reason. This was not the first time he saw a dead person, but he didn't know why, but he felt extremely uncomfortable.

There are some things in this world that are uncomfortable when they cannot end. Even if they end suddenly, they are still uncomfortable.

He weighed the knife in his hand and began to walk forward.

"I need to get a gun..."

As he said this, his steps became faster and faster, and then he ran towards the roof on the side of the street. He rushed to the heights, and in his field of vision, there was already a fight between dragons and tigers.

Lin Zongwu was charging and fighting crazily on the battlefield.

"I need to get a gun..."

Ning Ji murmured, flying across the chaotic battlefield.

…

The flying stones streaked across the sky like cannonballs, smashing open the beams and tiles on the gray roof. As the debris exploded, the bloody figure rolled out in embarrassment.

Lin Zongwu's figure was looming in the courtyards and trees everywhere. His footsteps were roaring, and he would cover a distance of several feet in the blink of an eye, like a huge ghost, drawing an uncertain path.

Sometimes he crashes through the rocks, sometimes he disappears into the endless buildings, sometimes he throws roaring bricks and stones, sometimes he pounces on the roof where the Chinese soldiers are advancing like a giant Buddha reaching the sky. When he encounters the broken wooden building, he almost

It was with overwhelming power that half of the building was lifted.

Some Chinese soldiers with high martial arts skills surrounded Lin Zongwu in a room in some courtyards. The two sides rushed into the room, and the chaotic fight was huge. However, before the second Chinese soldier arrived, the opponent would often knock down the doors and windows and show off his strength.

And left. In just a few moments, several Chinese Army soldiers were beaten to minor or serious injuries.

The masters of the Great Light Sect had already rushed over and intercepted the Chinese Army soldiers who were trying to chase Lin Zongwu on the rooftops of various courtyards. Some also began to try to chase the snipers holding muskets on the rooftops.

The entire environment turned into a white-hot Shura field in the blink of an eye. Some soldiers had already decided the winner with the enemy in the moment of contact. There were also Chinese soldiers who had an arm broken in the fight with Lin Zongwu. They turned around and dragged

Two warriors from the Great Light Sect entered the nearby house, and then there was an explosion with flying earth and rocks. After that, among the smoke-filled ruins, only signs of injured figures could be seen crawling in embarrassment.

Who survived?

In the high-speed charge, Xiao Hei knocked away a strange-looking master coming from the opposite side. On one side of his field of vision, a huge figure running at the same high speed passed through the looming trees and courtyard walls, and suddenly zoomed into his field of vision. He shouted loudly.

, and greeted him with a fist.

Lin Zongwu's fist roared, dull and fast. Xiao Hei's pace was fast, walking side by side with him, and his arms collided with each other like steel. Three fists were thrown in the air, and two fists collided with each other. Huge power surged in.

At the same time, Xiao Hei gritted his teeth, shone his arm on the opponent's elbow, and wrapped his cassock around him.

The arms of the two people tore apart, and their steps seemed to be catastrophic. Lotus blossoms bloomed on the muddy ground, and then they knocked a carriage in front of them that had no time to dodge into a wooden frame flying in the sky. Xiao Hei's body fell to the ground and rolled awkwardly,

Lin Zongwu was already rushing forward.

On the roof on the side, Yuwen Feidu, who had heard Xiao Hei's roar before, rolled over while running, and suddenly raised his spear in a half-kneeling posture. In his field of vision, a round of objects in Lin Zongwu's hand was also running wildly.

It was suddenly thrown towards this side, and a round circle magnified in front of his eyes. It was the carriage wheel that he and Xiao Hei had previously knocked away. At this time, it was flying towards his position on the roof with a roar.

Yuwen Feidu gritted his teeth suddenly and pulled the trigger while flying. The bang was drowned in the even louder noise. The wheel that flew over lifted half of the roof, and the tiles, wood and stone were like

The waves dispersed.

Yuwen Feidu rolled on the roof and fell downstairs.

Lin Zongwu had already rushed to other parts of the battlefield amidst the roar, and with his own strength, he was ferociously tearing apart the entire battlefield.

The battle between the two sides started with peak morale, but what surprised everyone in the Chinese Army was that although the two sides had not fought on a frontal battlefield in the past ten years, Lin Zongwu chose to fight with him at the beginning of the battle.

A fighting style that is never consistent in normal times.

He did not rely on his powerful strength to defeat the invading enemies one by one as shown in the combat data collected in the past. Instead, the moment the Chinese army masters were dispatched, he began a high-speed attack that was incompatible with his body shape. Even the Great Light

None of the masters in the teaching had expected that with his status and status, he would be able to improve his tactics of high-speed and long-distance attacks to such an extent.

The figure ran like a roaring wind, and like a huge, indestructible heavy rhinoceros, and the momentum and results of his actions were so obvious on the battlefield that in just a short moment, all the people belonging to King Yama and the Great Light Sect were

The morale of many participants is still climbing to a more fanatical level.

The battlefield of dozens of Chinese troops was spread across by hundreds of enemies in the blink of an eye.

Lu Xian commanded everyone in Lijia Village and was already involved in this fanatical act of revenge. His eyes were red, but he just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to avenge Li Duanwu, who was also his teacher and father.

And more people almost saw the possibility of defeating the Chinese army in this day.

What a great feat!

In their field of vision, several groups of core members of the Chinese Army who served as the fulcrum began to retreat to the rear. Although the fire mines they occasionally threw and the short-barreled muskets they deployed at the same time were able to drown the people rushing in front into a pool of blood, but

More people have spread like ant colonies, and some have even rushed from the rooftops to the rear of these Chinese troops. Although they have not yet found a chance to attack, how long can the already surrounded enemy resist?

At this moment, no one could stop the madly running Lin Zongwu with one person's power; and on the other side of the battlefield, the "Feather Sword"'s running path also set off a huge wave of blood, and one master after another surrounded him.

Qian Luoning was killed or wounded by Qian Luoning in the traffic jam. His figure also appeared in various places like a ghost, trying to catch up with Lin Zongwu. However, at this moment, Lin Zongwu chose the opposite direction to him.
To be continued...