Li Mingjun's figure, like a javelin, was straight, up and down, exuding a fierce killing intent, but from beginning to end, he did not join the melee.

Behind him was Ruan Qiu, who had no sense of existence at all, like a poisonous snake in a state of mimicry, curled up, and the whole person was in the shadow of Li Mingjun, if he didn't pay attention, no one would notice his existence at all.

Mark is a vulture mercenary who has been in a hundred battles, but at the moment he is like an iron tower, towering, although he does not deliberately show his edge, but he seems to have some kind of strange attraction all over his body, no matter who he is, he does not dare to underestimate his existence.

Mark and Ruan Qiu are just two extremes, Ruan Qiu is like a dragon sneaking underground, only the moment he makes a move, his enemies can feel his hideousness and terrifying.

Mark is like a lion standing tall in the sky, looking up to the sky and roaring, no matter from any angle, domineering, from any angle, no one dares to underestimate him.

But among the three, the strongest is not Mark and Ruan Qiu, but Li Mingjun.

After he experienced the bloody battle in South Vietnam, the realm of martial arts was further improved, and after so many days of precipitation and comprehension, he was infinitely close to the realm of gods.

The big iron gun behind Ji Changfeng was dragged on the ground, rustling, the tip of the gun rubbed against the cement floor, sparks splashed, Li Mingjun's pupils contracted, like a cat seeing a poisonous snake, and a strong warning rose in his heart.

Li Mingjun realized that Ji Changfeng in front of him had become his most formidable opponent.

In his pupils, Ji Changfeng's figure was getting closer and closer, like a towering mountain.

Ji Changfeng's steps became more and more even, and gradually, the force and angle of his landing, as well as the length between each step, became more and more precise, as if he had measured it with a ruler.

At this moment, Ji Changfeng's momentum has been brewed to the highest peak, as long as he makes a move, it will be a shock.

Although the Office of the Military Commission ordered that no equipment should be used, the identity and strength of the military god Ji Changfeng made him ignore this temporary regulation.

The big iron gun in his hand, the swarthy barrel of the spear is the thickness of a duck egg, and the rough tip of the gun does not seem to have the slightest edge, but connoisseurs know that this is the real weapon that kills people like cutting grass.

Although Mark's figure did not move, the concrete floor under his feet made a faint cracking sound.

Under his feet, the cement floor cracked, and the fine lines, like spider webs, spread to his feet, which was the scene caused by the essence qi of his body, which swelled and released under the stimulation of Ji Changfeng.

Ruan Qiu's figure was like an iron stake, but it trembled slightly at this moment, and a small shadow kept wriggling, as if there was a peerless beast hidden, ready to pounce out and eat people at any time.

Among the three masters, Li Mingjun is the calmest, except for the colder aura on his body, there is hardly any tendency to go violent.

"Let them go!"

At a distance of nearly 100 meters, Ji Changfeng walked in front of Li Mingjun step by step, and said lightly, as if he recognized Li Mingjun's ability to call the shots.

The rest of the Changfeng special forces got out of the way one after another, and then gathered behind him, hugging Ji Changfeng, and there was admiration in everyone's eyes.

In their opinion, Ji Changfeng's order is simply a golden mouth, and he follows the law.

Li Mingjun still didn't speak quietly, just glanced at Ji Changfeng, stretched out a pair of fists, and touched them lightly.

On his fists, he wore two metal fist gloves, which shone with a metallic sheen in the sun.

All Ye Lanwei's eyes widened, Li Mingjun had never used a weapon since he joined Ye Lanwei, but now he had prepared metal fist gloves, so he was already ready to fight Ji Changfeng to the death.

Everyone's blood seemed to be filled with gasoline, and at this moment, everyone's blood seemed to ignite, from the thumping heart, the flames rushed directly to the top of the head.

In the past ten years, there have been very few masters who dare to challenge Ji Changfeng, and no one thought that a master would emerge from the Tianlong Eight Heavenly God Department to challenge Ji Changfeng.

The big iron spear behind Ji Changfeng was still holding it with his backhand, but on the back of his hand, the green tendons suddenly bulged, and he hissed: "You want to challenge me?" ”

Li Mingjun nodded, and said lightly: "You caught Ye Lanwei's brother, you should bear the consequences, I challenge you, if I win, please return the arrested brother to us, if I lose, return you ten, and the rest of the challenge will be handed over to Ye Lanwei's other brothers." ”

His voice was cold, simple, without the slightest hint of arrogance, but he told Ji Changfeng in a faint tone that whoever caught the Ye Lanwei brothers would have to bear all the anger of Ye Lanwei.

In front of Ji Changfeng's eyes, the scene of Wang Shenggao cracking his blood-stained mouth and laughing wildly suddenly appeared: "Ji Changfeng, you will regret what you did tonight!" ”

Seeing that the master of Yelanwei in front of him was relaxed and leisurely, no one flinched for the vicious battle in front of him, as if he gave his life for his brother in the next second, and he didn't care, their demeanor stung Ji Changfeng's eyes, and he suddenly felt melancholy and loneliness in his heart.

I have the reputation and power, status and wealth that they don't have, but in this life, I'm afraid there will never be such brothers who live and die together, the Twelve Zijin Guards, at most they are comrades-in-arms.

After Li Mingjun finished speaking, the short inch hair on the top of his head suddenly stood up, and a breath of essence and essence qi was as strong as substance, like a dragon and a snake, rising straight towards the void.

At this time, the hairs on his eyebrows and cheeks suddenly came with blood-red sweat, and the bones of his whole body made a loud sound, as if the steel bars were twisted together, and the sound of staggered crushing, and an earth-shattering murderous aura on his body suddenly emanated.

Ji Changfeng's pupils contracted tightly, and he felt that the lieutenant colonel in front of him, who had just been cold and calm, had turned into a big python that swallowed the wind and clouds and covered the sky with an overwhelming momentum, and a sense of crisis that he had never had before rose from his heart.

"Well, you are indeed qualified to fight me!"

Ji Changfeng's official uniform suddenly bulged, and there was no wind automatically, he unbuttoned his coat one by one, then took off his coat and handed it to a sergeant behind him.

When undressing, Ji Changfeng's expression was solemn and cold, meticulous, fully showing the demeanor of a super master, and also showing his respect and respect for Li Mingjun.

Taking off his clothes, Ji Changfeng brushed it, and put the big iron gun behind him across his chest, and the tip of the gun buzzed, making a sound of steel vibrating, and the sound was like a golden stone knocking: "Come on." ”

Everyone present smelled a strong smell of rust, and then looked at the big iron gun in Ji Changfeng's hand, under the infusion of his essence, the cast iron gun body had already burned dark red, and everyone was awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they couldn't help but retreat far away.

Li Mingjun shouted, the slender and vigorous figure flashed, and the Tianluo step under his feet was rapidly launched, ghostly, only flashed, and then he reached Ji Changfeng's left side, and with a heavy punch, it made a bang, and smashed into his soft underbelly.

In everyone's ears, they heard a sound that was almost like firing a cannon, and the nearest soldier was buzzing in his ears, which was the sound of Li Mingjun smashing the air under a punch.

Crash Fist!

Li Mingjun looks handsome and gentle, but the path taken by the martial arts is a fierce and fierce way, as soon as he makes a move at this moment, it is a powerful collapse fist, paying attention to the essence of the whole body, pouring it into one point, like explosives, and bursting out.

A master who is almost quasi-god-level, the strength of his whole body has already exceeded a ton, how powerful should he be at this moment when he concentrates his whole body strength on a little attack?

What makes Ji Changfeng even more awe-inspiring is that now, Li Mingjun's steps, he didn't see it clearly, so he let the other party bully his side.

This unpredictable footwork added a bit of weirdness and agility to Li Mingjun's extremely powerful fist collapse, and the two martial arts were fused together, and the attack effect immediately skyrocketed geometrically.

While!

When there was no room for it, Ji Changfeng blocked the gun, and Li Mingjun's huge steel fist gloves were also burned dark red by the qi of Jingyuan, and they hit with one punch and one shot, as if they had sounded the thousand-jin bronze bell of Hanshan Temple.

The sound was buzzing, and countless soldiers subconsciously covered their ears, and their bodies were shaken.

Li Mingjun punched out, only to feel that there was an endless tenacity in the opponent's gun intent, and a little of the power of almost a ton of power he emitted was unloaded, and he couldn't help but shout hello.

He peeked at the alloy boxing gloves, and saw that a pit had collapsed at the landing point, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened, this Ji Changfeng is known as the first military god of the republic, and it is really powerful!

Ji Changfeng took Li Mingjun's punch hard, only to feel that his arms were numb, and his mouth was in hot pain, and he was extremely shocked in his heart: "I didn't expect that among Yelanwei, except for Wang Xiaoshi, there are such powerful masters." ”

However, horror is horror, Ji Changfeng has no intention of retreating, in his life, he has fought bloodily in the rain of bullets, and the more he encounters a strong enemy, the more he will fight.

With a loud shout, the big iron spear was like a dragon and snake dispatching, buzzing and stabbing at Li Mingjun's throat.

His iron spear stabbed out, Li Mingjun was three meters away, and he could feel a fierce and fierce killing intent, rushing towards him, not daring to slack off, his arms were like iron, and the dull sound of breaking the air in the air was loud, and a punch was swung out, smashing on the tip of the powerful gun.

Airplanes!

The tip of Ji Changfeng's spear trembled slightly, but it did not change, and still stabbed straight at Li Mingjun's throat, Li Mingjun shouted, and then punched, when there was a bang, the gold and iron resonated, Ji Changfeng's fierce spear tip deviated to the left, and immediately pulled a bowl-sized spear tip, and stabbed Li Mingjun's left chest.

This shot is not powerful, the change in the direction of the tip of the gun is seamless, it seems that Ji Changfeng was ready to attack Li Mingjun's heart at the beginning.

The tip of the gun was still about three inches away from Li Mingjun's chest, but the heavy wind on the tip of the gun had already squeezed the muscles of Li Mingjun's chest deeply.

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