Li Mingjun's eyes contracted, and he shouted, as if he had hit a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and his fists were fighting, and when there was a loud bang, the two fists, at the extreme, caught Ji Changfeng's fatal shot.

Ji Changfeng's rugged and vicious spear tip, and Li Mingjun's steel fist gauntlet rubbed out a large area of sparks, under the squeeze of the two huge forces, Li Mingjun's body could no longer stand the huge force of Ji Changfeng's gun.

He stepped on the concrete floor with his feet, but as if he had been hit by a siege log, his body retreated, but his feet were nailed to the ground, and everywhere he went, the cement fragments were splashed everywhere, leaving a long drag mark on the ground.

Li Mingjun's shoes and trousers were swept by the huge force, turned into fragments, scattered all over the ground, and even his bare feet were slightly damaged by rubbing against the hard cement floor, and the skin on his feet was oozing blood.

But in any case, Li Mingjun stubbornly caught Ji Changfeng's fatal shot!

Ji Changfeng's hair stood upside down, and suddenly a horse stepped forward, and a palm struck the tail of the spear, the big iron spear buzzed, making a sound of steel roaring, and the tip of the spear was like a poisonous snake, directly through Li Mingjun's fists, and shot towards his heart.

Li Mingjun's body was incredibly flexible, and he actually jumped backwards, following the castration of the big iron spear, his body was tightly attached to the underside of the big iron spear, and he narrowly avoided this shot.

He watched as the big iron spear shot above his face, infused with the essence of the essence, the barrel of the gun burned dark red, and the strong wind blew up, burning his cheeks painfully, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

What a Ji Changfeng!

Ji Changfeng sighed, and sighed in his heart, this move "Flying Dragon Kill" seems simple and easy, but it is one of Ji Changfeng's strongest killing moves.

The key point of this move is all in the grasp of timing and strength, and it is fierce and ferocious, even if it is a demigod-level master, it is difficult to dodge, but I didn't expect that the other party could easily dodge.

All the people looked at the two people who were fighting, this level of fighting, ordinary people, how could they have a chance to see, as if in the ancient barbarian era, the legendary barbarian god of war was fighting, and the shocking perspective effect made everyone speechless.

Ji Changfeng has experienced a hundred battles, his will is like steel, he is a little depressed when he misses a blow, and his negative feelings only turn slightly in his heart, and he immediately becomes more high-spirited.

At this moment, Li Mingjun's upside-down figure fell to the ground, he pressed his hands on the ground, put his feet together, and clamped the tail of the big iron gun, and then a carp stiffened, and his waist was forced, and the seventy or eighty kilogram big iron gun reflected Ji Changfeng, and it was fierce, and it reached Ji Changfeng's throat in an instant.

"Good!"

In the bar, Li Quan and Liu Yong both cheered in unison, although the two of them can only use ordinary military boxing, and they don't know anything about fighting, but looking at Li Mingjun from afar under Ji Changfeng's fierce offensive, he actually fought with both offense and defense, both of them looked at it with great hearts, as if they had done dozens of bowls of spirits in a row.

All the people gasped, that cold and handsome guy, the little lieutenant colonel, actually tied with the world-famous military god Ji Changfeng, so calculated, how strong is the strength of the Tianlong Babu Heavenly God Department?

Ji Changfeng made a move and caught the big iron spear, only to feel that the iron spear he was familiar with, the body of the gun actually had a strange spiral force, and he almost couldn't catch it, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

He made a quick decision, and with a horizontal left hand, he slammed into the entire barrel of the gun, only to eliminate the strange spiral force on the tiger's head iron spear, Rao was so, his forehead was already oozing cold sweat, and the tail of the spear, from his throat, was only about three inches away.

Poison Dragon Diamond!

This is a martial art of Wang's martial arts, taking the power of law rotation, the wonderful thing is that when it is launched, there is no shadow and invisible, Ji Changfeng was unprepared for a while, and almost suffered a big loss, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Bang!

At this moment, Li Mingjun's body, like a rocket in the sky, flew straight up into the low altitude, and his body moved three feet away in the air, with a loud thunderclap, his condescending punch, like a void collapsing, splitting his head and covering his face, and smashed down on Ji Changfeng.

The fist has not yet arrived, but the pressure brought by Li Mingjun's fist has already smashed down overwhelmingly, and the air is agitated and suffocating.

Ji Changfeng was slightly distracted because of the strange martial arts of the poisonous dragon drill, and looked at Li Mingjun's punch that smashed down in the air, but he couldn't dodge, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and the tiger's head iron spear blocked upward, just blocking Li Mingjun's fist.

Li Mingjun was condescending, the wind and clouds in the air changed color, and it seemed that the dark clouds in the sky were all gathered into his black fist gloves, and when there was a loud bang, a fist smashed on Ji Changfeng's big iron gun.

Rumble!

The cement fragments under Ji Changfeng's feet were splashing around in a radial shape, and there was a big pit under his feet, Ji Changfeng's tiger-headed iron spear, and the barrel of the goose egg-thick gun were smashed and bent down by the power of this punch.

Ji Changfeng only felt that the bones of his spine were rattling, as if they were about to break, half of his body was numb, and there was a huge and incomparably heavy pressure from the gun, as if the entire Mount Tai was pressed against his iron gun, and he couldn't help but kneel on one knee on the cement floor, his knees were blurred with blood, his bones were cracked, and cement fragments were splashed everywhere.

"Brahma Tibetan Mudra!"

No one knew that Li Mingjun's punch was not his martial arts, but the first form of the Brahma Tibetan Mudra, the highest martial art representing the Wang family's martial arts.

Li Mingjun is extremely talented, except for Dao Ling'er, only he can roughly comprehend Brahma's Tibetan Mudra, Wang Xiaoshi is not a person who hides his own secrets, such a mastery, as long as Li Mingjun can comprehend, he will not hesitate.

However, even with Li Mingjun's perseverance and intelligence, he only comprehended the first form of the Brahma Tibetan Mudra, and the Brahma Tibetan Mudra Mudra is endless, and even Wang Xiaoshi himself has only deduced the fifth form, which is still one line away from the realm of the Great Perfection.

Ji Changfeng's knee bone was cracked, such a serious injury, for ordinary people, it was almost a serious injury that must be crippled, but for him, he did not lose his combat effectiveness.

He stood up with a big curved iron spear, his body was shaky, his internal organs were shocked, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth: "What kind of fist are you?" ”

Ji Changfeng never dreamed that there would be someone in this world who could bend his iron spear with one punch and beat himself to his knees, although he knew that he had been defeated, but he couldn't believe it.

Li Mingjun smiled faintly, he just wanted to say something, suddenly wow, spit out a mouthful of blood, how powerful and domineering is the Brahma Tibetan Mudra, Li Mingjun tried his best to burn the essence yuan, and only then did he use it, although he defeated Ji Changfeng, but his internal organs had been injured by the shock.

Among the special forces of the Tianlong Eight Division, there was a warm cheer, which resounded in the sky: "Win, we won, the military god Ji Changfeng was beaten to his knees." ”

"Oh my God, it's true, damn, I didn't expect that we could actually defeat the god of war."

"Ciao, are you a little ambitious, we used to be cowardly, and we may not always be weak in the future, Tianlong Babu is the real god of the town and the weapon of the country."

Ji Changfeng didn't seem to hear the discussion of the people around him, and still looked at Li Mingjun in a daze: "What kind of martial arts are you?" It can greatly increase its own attack power, which is really unpredictable. ”

Li Mingjun saw that he didn't care about victory or defeat, and when he was seriously injured, he stood up proudly, and admired a little: "This martial art was taught to me by Chief Instructor Wang Xiaoshi, but as for the name, I can't tell you, you are defeated, please let our people go." ”

"Wang Xiaoshi? I heard that before he died, he had broken through Dan Jin and became a god-level master, is this true? ”

Li Mingjun saw that his face was pale, but his face was not decadent, and nodded: "Chief Instructor Wang's martial arts have reached the realm of mystery and mystery, with my cultivation, it is really difficult to guess, forgive me." ”

Ji Changfeng's face showed a bitter smile, and he shook his head: "I am convinced that I can defeat under Wang Xiaoshi's mastery, don't worry, those Ye Lanwei, I will hand them over to you." ”

He turned around slowly and let out a long sigh: "Wang Xiaoshi's generation of soldier kings, god-level masters, although people have passed away, but martial arts have been inherited, congratulations, I Ji Changfeng has never served anyone in my life, but Wang Xiaoshi is a good Wang Xiaoshi!" ”

Li Mingjun stopped talking, stood straight, watched Ji Changfeng with a big iron gun, walking away, looking very desolate, his lips moved, and finally held back, shook his head, and let out a long sigh.

Ji Changfeng is definitely one of the most powerful masters encountered by Li Mingjun since he broke through the strength, his strength can already be compared with the Skywalker encountered in South Vietnam, and he is also a bright and upright person, but such a master is trapped in deep affection, which is a pity.

Since ancient times, how many heroes have been able to pass the beauty pass?

Ji Changfeng walked more than ten meters, turned around slowly, and his eyes were calm and clear: "You are Li Mingjun, the number one master of Yelanwei?" I didn't expect that the trip to South Vietnam would allow you to grow to such a point! ”

Li Mingjun nodded, and said solemnly: "In today's battle, you are definitely not defeated by me, if it weren't for Chief Instructor Wang's mastery, I wouldn't have the ability to defeat you." ”

Ji Changfeng sighed and muttered: "Defeat is defeat, what is there to say, no matter what, you defeated me, the new generation of republican ** god, it is you, maybe, you are more suitable than me." ”

"Republican ** God?"

Li Mingjun couldn't help but be stunned, watching Ji Changfeng limp away, but there was no joy of victory in his heart, but melancholy.

The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, on the road of martial arts, who can always be the first in the world?

Only by working hard to defeat himself and break through himself, can he be considered a hero, even if Ji Changfeng is trapped in his own demons, in Li Mingjun's heart, he is just a poor person who is cocooned and self-bound.

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