Yu Feng in this life.

I have never seen such a upright, domineering middle-aged man.

Holding a gun in one hand, obliquely guiding the sky.

Panic and majesty, like a martial god descending.

Although the two sides confronted each other and had not yet officially exchanged hands, the terrifying killing intent emanating from Zhao Zilong's body made Yu Feng fall into silence for a while.

He originally thought that relying on his own cultivation to torture and kill the Great Chu royal family in all directions was just a matter of thought.

I didn't think about it, and then I arrived near the Luohe River.

actually encountered the existence of Zhao Zilong.

When the water is full, it overflows.

At this moment, Zhao Zilong has indeed reached a position equal to himself.

However, something seems wrong.

The same is the 12 realms.

However, in the dark, Yu Feng always felt that standing in front of him was an unattainable giant mountain, as long as Zhao Zilong wanted to, he could crush him into slag.

"This ......"

Yu Feng narrowed his eyes, which were as dark as a deep pool, and stared at Zhao Zilong tightly.

He pondered and speculated secretly, as if he was confirming something.

Zhao Zilong saw Yu Feng's doubts, so he sneered, "The twelve realms forged by real swords and real guns are not a little stronger than the twelve realms that have been accumulated after decades of meditation and accumulation. ”

Twelve vs. Twelve.

Not necessarily the same.

It's like the five royal families who rule most of the imperial capital.

Although they are both royal families, they are still strong and weak, and they are long and short.

The reason is simple.

Even if you stand in the same position, because of the difference in life history and growth environment, there will be differences in the momentum and even the spirit of each other.

The true martial arts family has been hidden for one hundred and twenty years.

The existence of the twelve realms that have been epiphany, such as shrinking into a certain place and adopting the method of building an army behind closed doors, is likely to be useless.

Once, when he met Zhao Zilong, a military general with extremely rich combat experience and unprecedented killing energy.

Something was right away.

Yu Feng sorted out these details, and the pores that had been exploded before were still difficult to return to normal.

However, at the moment of the great enemy, the enemy must not be shown to be weak.

Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Oh?"

Yu Feng adjusted his expression, pretending to sneer, "According to what you mean, the old man's cultivation realm, in your opinion, is not enough?" ”

"Don't pretend." Zhao Zilong shook his head and hit the nail on the head.

Hiss!

Yu Feng gasped for no reason.

He subconsciously took a step back, looked at the signs, and if the situation was not right, he would choose to flee at the first time.

It's a negligible move.

The powerhouses of the five clans who fell silent all captured a trace of subtle charm.

The Twelve Realms that were really killed.

Compared to the twelve realms that came out of enlightenment, it is destined to be stronger!

"Arrogant maniac, the old man has to weigh it today, how strong are you?"

"Unexpectedly, the powerhouse of the Twelve Realms who dared to despise my True Martial Family."

"You Great Chu royal clan are not afraid of being convicted for your words, so as to completely incur a catastrophe for yourself!"

Yu Feng stretched out his hand and twisted his white beard, his eyes gloomy.

Zhao Zilong raised his head and added a sentence as if inexplicably, "It's a pity that I didn't pick up your batch of rats, where is the home, otherwise it will ......"

Lao Tzu shot and killed all of you!

Rumble!

Zhao Zilong took a step forward, like a tiger descending the mountain.

No matter how beautiful Yu Feng said, he didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Zilong after all, and waited for this shot to come straight closer.

He put his fingers together, like a flower, and made a gesture to control this god of war spear in mid-air.

Buzz!

The two fingers twisted, and suddenly burst into a burst of bright spark-like debris.

Extremely bright.

This was followed by a whistling and trembling sound.

The arc of the God of War spear, which vibrated in the void, was almost visible to the naked eye, this was the terrifying power of the peak powerhouse.

So much so that for miles around, they were all affected.

The big wave of the river is getting more and more intense.

Yu Feng sneered, "An ant-like existence, and dare to call himself a royal family, the old man is bound to crush your great Chumen power today." ”

Rumble!

Zhao Zilong was silent.

The five fingers shook and forcibly peeled off the God of War spear in Yu Feng's hand.

The force is heavy.

It was like a mountain, and it was lifted up by him.

Yu Feng's arrogant and conceited demeanor suddenly turned white at this moment, and he didn't have time to respond.

Zhao Zilong punched in the air and killed the past.

"Hmph."

Yu Feng gave up the gun control, and turned his palm to slap Zhao Zilong's fist, the movements were delicate, soothing, and with a unique sense of beauty.

But.

The next second.

Zhao Zilong staggered his fist, and the five fingers that were randomly spread out were forced to stand in mid-air, grabbing Yu Feng, who was jumping up.

Simple and crude.

Five-finger grabbing, overwhelming.

Yu Feng raised his head to the sky and roared, his right foot moving in the void for a while, trying to avoid Zhao Zilong's capture.

After all, it is self-defeating.

"Here come the guns!"

This step out.

Taking advantage of Yu Feng's unpreparedness, the God of War spear pierced his shoulder blades at one time, because the force was too great, it directly dragged Yu Feng, who was in mid-air, into the sky.

"You ......"

At this moment, Yu Feng finally realized that something was wrong.

He was like a falcon soaring in the sky, he should have been high on the mountain and let the birds fly, but this shot almost killed him.

After the tip of the gun hits the ground, it seeps into the ground at least fifteen inches.

The silver-white gun pinned him to the ground.

"So weak?"

"I don't know, where did you get the confidence to run to my Dachu realm and be arrogant?"

Zhao Zilong put his hands behind his back and sneered.

It's too fast.

Not to mention that Yu Feng didn't react, the remaining four clan territories were all dumbfounded.

One punch.

One more shot.

directly nailed Yu Feng to the ground.

Rumble!

Zhao Zilong didn't say a word, and stomped on Yu Feng's cheek, very rough and ruthless, "When you pretend to be a master, weigh your strength first." ”

"You ......"

Yu Feng opened his mouth and spurted blood, his face pale.

"So weak, dare to be so arrogant?"

"Why do you really think that when you reach the Twelve Realms, you can claim to be invincible?"

Looking at the peak martial arts of the imperial capital, it is recognized by the world as truly invincible, and only the king of the north leads the way.

Chu Xuan, who followed closely, was invincible in the Twelve Realms.

Invincible and truly invincible, the difference between one word and a world of difference.

The rest of the twelve realms, there may be, but the existence that can move Chu Sanlang is afraid that he has not yet been born, let alone the king of the northern realm on his head.

Rumble!

Another stomp down, Yu Feng, who had no power to resist at all, was covered in blood and lost his soul.

"I joined the army at the age of thirteen, and I have been fighting horses for thirty years on and off, and I have killed more people than you have ever seen."

Zhao Zilong lowered his eyes and stared at Yu Feng quietly.

Yu Feng, "......"

What a heart-wrenching word?

As a result, Yu Feng did not recover for a long time.

"Zilong's life, not weaker than others!!"

Zhao Zilong raised his head and looked at the Great Chu King Banner floating on the top of the void, with a majestic figure, like a mountain.

"This old man, how ugly he spoke before, now, he doesn't even have the ability to step across the Luoluo River."

"What are you kidding, that's Zhao Zilong, the Great Chu God of War, who can ban the mountains and rivers of the Chu clan under his nose?"

The royal god of war.

It didn't happen in a day.

After 30 years of killing and hegemony, who dares to compete with the world's military force?

(End of chapter)