A rocky field, surrounded by hundreds of wild wolves, they roared, they roared, but at the moment they were only besieging but not attacking.

There were three humans in front of them.

"Zhong An, the Special Investigation Bureau has taken action against your army, do you still want to maintain the Special Investigation Bureau now?"

An old woman of the Chen family, holding a hydra staff, looked at a man not far away with a serious face.

There was also a big-eared monk beside her, dressed plainly and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

The monks muttered and chanted for a while, so that the surrounding wolves did not dare to besiege.

But his eyes were always on the man in front of him.

God of War!

The military god is not tall, but he is not short, his nose bridge is firm, some hooked noses, and his facial features are very deep, but he is not handsome, but he looks a little ordinary and ordinary.

His left arm and left leg are prosthetics, and although he has been running in for so many years, he still looks a little incongruous when standing in place at the moment.

He was dressed in civilian clothes, and his two thick eyebrows were very close to his eyes, so he blocked a lot of wind and snow.

However, he still narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the two people in front of him.

Because he was in a hurry, he was covered in dust, but he was unusually clean, it was a kind of temperamental cleanliness, and the first feeling of everyone when they saw him was not a monk, not a military god, but a soldier.

It's a pure military atmosphere, the seriousness in his eyes, the sense of justice between his eyebrows, and the slight ruffian when he laughs.

But because of his square appearance, he looks a little honest and wooden.

And then as long as he stood here, it seemed that no matter how big the enemy, would stop in front of him.

Because he is the god of war in China.

The miracle of this era.

The toughest man on earth.

Even if he faced two great masters, it was difficult for anyone to be sure that he would be able to defeat Zhong An in this realm.

The Huaxia of that year began with Nie Qianfeng, but it was when he really settled down when he arrived at the god of war.

Back then, he shot and beat the monks abroad, and then he shot again, and beat all the monks of the four major forces again, which made everyone honest.

Since then, the strongest man seems to have not shot for ten years.

However, no one has ever dared to despise him, not even the monks on the top of the Buddha Mountain.

Therefore, the four major forces, including the Special Investigation Bureau, will not challenge this man's authority as long as their brains are not pumped.

It's just that now that the aura is about to return, many people are finally starting to get ready to move.

If you are strong, it only means that you are strong in this realm, not that you will always be strong in the future.

"Master Wuyi, Chen Daoyou, we never seem to have fought each other?" Zhong An stood, straight as a pine, but spoke in a very easy-going tone, with a faint smile on his face, because he was in a hurry overnight, and there was still a little scum.

"Never fought before. Master Wuyi nodded, he was the second existence of the Buddha Sect, and he happened to be in retreat back then, so he didn't see that scene.

Old Lady Chen also nodded: "The old woman was also in retreat back then, and she never saw the demeanor of the military god, but now that she has the opportunity to challenge, she naturally doesn't want to miss it." ”

The two of them have prominent identities and are very important in their respective forces, but this time they appeared directly, obviously taking it very seriously.

"One move......" Zhong An thought for a while.

Master Wuyi understood: "We really don't have much time, the breath of the holy weapon has leaked, and presumably the military god does not want the holy weapon to be snatched by foreign forces." ”

"In that case, then a blow. The old woman's snake-headed crutch touched the ground, and the silent snow began to wriggle, and gradually, the fluctuations became more and more violent, as if some beast was underground.

The wolves began to get restless, the instinct of the beast made them want to attack, and the instinct of survival made them want to escape.

Although Master Wuyi kept talking, the strange thing was that the scriptures in his mouth never stopped, as if there were two voices.

It's just that at this moment, his voice is getting louder and louder, like the bells and drums in the temple roaring, and there is a sense of vastness and remoteness.

And at this moment, the wolves behaved strangely, and these powerful wild wolves actually imitated the appearance of humans, prostrate on the ground, their heads lowered, as if they were worshipping.

The snow fluctuated more and more, and the voices of the scriptures became louder and louder.

The man in front of him never moved, or rather, he did move, but the amplitude of the movement was very small, such as the right hand that had been bearing behind him.

The palm of the hand was broad and thick, with wounds on every knuckle, and the fingerprints seemed to be smoothed out, making it look a little weird.

His eyes grew brighter, his palms lifted again, and the wind and snow stopped around him.

Master Wuyi's scriptures are more urgent than the wind and snow, and the snow on the soles of the old woman's feet of the Chen family is more convulsive than a sheep's madness.

Then the man touched his beard.

The scriptures were gone, and the snow was no longer wriggling.

Master Wuyi's face flushed, and finally he sighed deeply.

"The god of the army deserves to be the god of the army, why are you so powerful, I believe that even if the people in the mountains come out, you can keep up with their pace. ”

The god of war was about to speak, when suddenly, a tremor sounded in the distance, and terrifying aura fluctuations occupied the entire sky almost instantly.

"This breath ......"

"Great demon!"

"Tianyunjian actually hides a big demon!"

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