The third base, a steel fortress in the desert, has been tried by countless people to forcibly break this fortress, but in the end they have returned in vain.

At this moment, because of the arrival of a man and a horse, the people in the entire fortress were in full array.

The person who came was none other than the former owner of this place, Yang Mo.

"Blood Demon, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your power has not diminished back then. The leader of the general said.

"General Wuheng, I haven't seen you for two years, you have been promoted, congratulations. Yang Mo responded.

Wuheng, a middle-aged general, has come from the most ordinary soldier step by step to today. His epaulettes were earned in exchange for the heads of practical enemies and his own blood.

"Hehe, even if I take another step, I can only look up to you Blood Demon. Your height, we ordinary people can not reach in a lifetime. Wuheng let out a long sigh: "Blood Demon, you shouldn't have come here. ”

"How can I not come back to see my home? This statue has traces of time, more vicissitudes, and is no longer what it was back then. ”

Yang Mo dismounted, stepped into the courtyard, and stroked a two-person tall statue with his palm.

This is a statue of the god of war and the belief of all.

"Do you want me to take a walk with you? But you'll have to beat me first. Wuheng said.

"Singles or group fights?" Yang Mo raised his eyebrows.

"Whatever you want. Wu Heng shook his palm heavily at the air.

Immediately after, the mountain shook, and twelve golden bronze men came out of the darkness.

Every step these bronze figures took was a heavy impact on the ground.

The Twelve Iron Walls, one of the organization's killer features, rarely appear on the battlefield, but every time they appear, they will make the enemy pay a heavy price.

"When I was young, I used you to practice. Back then, you took out less than one-tenth of your strength, and then you haven't sparred, and I have long wanted to compete with you. ”

Yang Mo took out two old leather gloves from his pocket, and the blood on them had already turned the color of leather gloves.

"Chitoi, it's not damaged yet. A hint of envy flashed in Wuheng's eyes.

"yes, I don't want to let him be damaged. Yang Mo carefully put the gloves on his hands.

Back then, the incident happened suddenly, and Yang Mo's treasures and weapons were all left here, and he only had this pair of gloves with him.

This glove is not an ordinary glove, but it is woven with a thousand kinds of silk, and it is the strongest defense in the organization and Yang Mo's body.

"Blood Fiend, I'm sorry. The twelve bronze men spoke together, their fists slamming into the ground.

With a bang, the ground shattered into splinters and caved downward.

Yang Mo jumped up, soared into the air, and blasted towards the bronze man on his right.

Since there is a duel, there is no need to waste too much tongue.

The bronze man did not dodge or dodge, but just greeted him with his fists.

The two sides collided in one place, making a violent noise.

Rao is Wuheng saw this scene, and couldn't help but gasp, the fists of the two people weighed thousands of pounds respectively, and he might not be able to catch it.

Neither of them was injured, and the bronze man's fist bombarded Yang Mo's ribs.

Yang Mo turned over with his strength, and the other fist smashed out again.

After the collision, the bronze man forced up again, still with his fist, smashing Yang Mo at a fast speed.

At the same time, the other three bronze men also came to the front, and the three fists were also shot at the same time, blocking all of Yang Mo's retreats at the same time.

These three people are like one, and they cooperate very tacitly.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, this is Yang Mo's situation at the moment, he can only punch at a faster speed.

However, the speed of the bronze man was also very fast, and Yang Mo was attacked in the back and back, and he was punched hard in the back.

In an instant, the whole body was stirring, and the qi and blood were surging.

If you think the copper man is big and clumsy, you are very wrong. The bronze men have great strength, but their speed and agility are not weak at all. This is a person who wears a layer of armor, with an extra layer of protection, and the price paid is very small.

At this moment, there are only four bronze men, and there are eight other bronze men who have not made a move.

Yang Mo was trapped in a circle of four, jumped out twice, and was surrounded by people twice. After a short confrontation, Yang Mo's body was punched five or six times, but the bronze man was not damaged in the slightest.

"Blood, blood, if you fall into my hands today, I will be a sinner. Wuheng sighed softly.

If Yang Mo can't come up with other killer ideas, he will definitely fail, and there is no need to use other methods.

In the distance, Meng Jun and the others were looking at this side with binoculars.

"Meng Lao, you are not wrong, Yang Mo can't let go of his hands and feet, I'm afraid that he won't be able to pass the first level. Just, how did you expect that?"

The people on the side worshiped Meng Jun very much.

Just before, Meng Jun asserted that Yang Mo would not be able to pass the first hurdle and would be defeated in the hands of the bronze man.

"Hehe, that's because Yang Mo's sense of belief is too heavy, and he is too conservative to the bottom line. In his eyes, the Twelve Bronze Men are not enemies, but the most powerful weapons in the border pass, the most important foundation in the organization. That's why he can't let go of his hands and feet, and he doesn't want to damage these bronze figures.

He wanted to kill the people in the bronze man through this layer of skin, but how could the other party give him such a chance?

Blood Demon, he was not defeated by these bronze men, but by himself. Meng Jun said with a sneer.

I'm so smart that everything is going in the direction I expected. Next, Yang Mo will definitely come to ask for help.

It's just that I don't know what happened to the other side, and then I can choose between the two sides and offer more conditions.

The battle lasted for half an hour, Yang Mo had more than ten punches on his body, and the four bronze men were also knocked away again and again, but they were not damaged in the slightest.

The winner is clear.

At this time, Yang Mo and the four bronze men stopped at the same time.

"You're stronger than ever, so that's the end of the fight. ”

The four bronze figures retreated to their original positions, and then the twelve bronze figures left together.

This scene surprised everyone and couldn't react.

"Several, are you going to leave?" asked Wuheng uncertainly.

"Of course. One of the bronze men responded.

"Why didn't you kill him?" a lieutenant couldn't help but ask.

"Why did we kill him?" asked the bronze man rhetorically.

Everyone was stunned, how did they answer this question? Why do you want to kill people? You are here to kill people, do you need any other reason? Even if you can't bear to do it, you should control it instead of just walking away.

"Several, you have come here to fight, the battle is not over yet, how can you leave?" Wuheng frowned.

"You're mistaken, the Twelve Bronze Men never fight with their comrades, we just fight. Sparring, do you understand?" the bronze man looked back at Wu Heng one last time, and walked away.

After the mountain shook for a while, there was no longer the shadow of the bronze man, only the face of Wuheng sank like water.