"This is the coercion of the god of war, an obvious sign, covering an area, it can be terrifying, it can hurt people, and the king's tactics are like this!"

Ning Bei raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and an invisible force shot out with a flick of his fingers.

Boom!

The third target aircraft was as if it had been attacked by an artillery shell.

It bent backwards at 90 degrees, and then bounced back violently, like a wooden stake, faintly deformed, and the red dot area in the center of the target machine appeared with deep finger marks.

As a result, the entire target screen flashed red, as if it was a warning signal.

Drip, drip, drip.

Alert: "Jiupin Fengwang, warning, this is Jiupin Fengwang!" ”

The intelligent control voice system in this display screen is quite user-friendly, and it even takes the initiative to warn.

Jiupin King-level figures, it's too terrifying!

However, on the screen, there are also values.

The crimson value makes people tremble.

3000 pounds!

This is just the power of Ningbei's strength to be released, and the power of a casual blow.

It's horrible!

This is a random blow, not the full strength of King Ningbei.

If you burst out with all your might, I'm afraid it will destroy the entire target aircraft.

And the strength is so accurate, the strength is released, and with a random finger, only 3,000 catties of strength are played, without the slightest deviation.

Shan Xin was secretly frightened, realizing that the military master's control of his own power had reached a subtle point.

This is the horror of the martial arts master.

Control of power, retract and release freely.

In modern times, thermal weapons have terrible places about thermal weapons, and the martial arts of ancient warriors have their horrors.

Soldiers wear body armor, which is difficult to shoot with ordinary bullets.

Changed to an ancient martial artist, not to mention Ningbei, it was a general-level martial artist like Shen Hang, with one palm falling, the body armor was not damaged at all, and the dark energy penetrated it, instantly injuring the delicate internal organs.

It can kill you directly!

This is a warrior!

Now.

Tang Jingyun's eyes were glazed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, gradually spreading to his entire face.

This kind of power is beyond his imagination.

Ning Bei smiled lightly: "Okay, continue to test yours, Shan Xin, let them see your peak God of War strength." ”

Shan Xin is still the god of war, and he has not completely established himself in the realm of sealing the marquis.

When he is completely familiar, his legs release his strength, even if he stands firmly at the Fenghou level.

Shan Xin stepped out in one step, and the majesty of the god of war was pervasive, attracting everyone's attention.

He gathered all his strength into his left fist!

Left-hander again.

Boom!

A punch fell.

The display screen of the target machine is much more normal.

The red number is 300 pounds.

This is the foundation of the single faith.

God of War level, the basic strength has been cultivated to 300 catties, which is much higher than that of ordinary God of War.

Ordinary gods of war in the outside world, the basic strength is about 200 catties.

Because the physical body can't keep up, I don't dare to increase too much basic strength.

It's all a matter of common sense.

The warriors in the north, stationed in the bitter cold land, attach importance to physical training, and grow up on the battlefield, risking their lives to cultivate, and their basic strength is generally higher than that of social warriors.

That's the scary point of the warriors.

The basic strength is strong, and the combat experience can be much higher than that of the social warriors.

Ning Bei chuckled: "Yes, when you reach the Fenghou level, you don't need to suppress yourself, and your basic strength can be increased by another 50 catties." ”

Shan Xin turned around and shot again.

This time, around the fist, there was a faint snapping sound.

It was the tiny sound of a bright burst.

The nine-fold bright energy was superimposed on the iron fist of Shan Xin, and it fell with a bang.

The power of a punch, the bombardment of the target plane, leaned back.

2700 pounds!

The red color is dazzling, and it is frightening.

This punch hit the person, and he was crippled if he didn't die.

With such a punch, it can cut flesh and bones!

The warrior turned his palm into a knife, and a knife went down, and a cow could not bear this kind of power.

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands and chuckled: "Come again!" ”

"Yes!"

Shan Xin's eyes burst into light, and he punched out again.

This time, the ninefold bright energy broke out, and the ninefold dark energy followed.

Eighteen forces are superimposed.

Shan Xin's left arm seemed to be a thick punch, and the power of the God of War was fully released, and Han Lihe made Tang Jingyun feel extremely depressed, and he retreated again and again.

The next moment, Shan Xin's momentum was really terrifying.

The momentum is iron-blooded, full of killing intentions!

Boom!

The iron fist fell, and Tang Jingyun's face turned green.

He's distressed about the target plane.

The destructive power of high-level martial artists is really amazing, and after a battle, your home can be demolished for you.

Shan Xin Quanhey's punch landed on the target plane.

The target plane was almost scrapped.

Drip.

The values on the display made Tang Jingyun swallow his saliva.

The explosive power of one punch is over 5,000 catties.

The exact value is 5400 pounds!

The power of one punch is the power of three tons.

The warrior is truly terrifying.

This kind of power is penetrated into the body by the dark energy, and the tender internal organs have to be turned into meat puree in an instant.

The reason why the terrible warrior is controlled by the special operations group and constantly suppressed is probably because of this strength.

Ordinary people, simply unable to resist.

Han Li's heart longed for it, and he whispered, "Is this the strength that the God of War possesses?" ”

"The strength of the God of War is not as simple as shown on the target aircraft, if it is a social warrior, the same is the Nine Rank God of War, our Beiliang Erlang, one person can kill dozens of people!"

Shan Xin's eyes revealed a sense of arrogance.

This is the confidence of the Northern Liang Army.

There is no weakness in the Northern Liang Army, and they all grew up from the battlefield and bathed in bloody rain.

A warrior, with iron and blood, can fight, and is good at killing!

As for the social warriors, the killing spirit of a single person alone cannot be compared with the military warriors.

The momentum is a little weaker.

Not to mention the combat experience of both sides, the degree of control over power.

The two are not at the same level at all.

Shan Xin chuckled: "When the military master was nine years old, his basic strength was as high as five hundred catties. ”

"What's that?"

Tang Jingyun almost thought that he had misheard.

When he was nine years old, his base strength was as high as five hundred catties, which was really terrifying.

But it's true!

Ning Bei stepped into the God of War realm at the age of nine, and on the day he broke through, he slaughtered several gods of war in the southern country, and amazed the world in a battle.

Hundreds of countries outside the country all know about Ningbei, a thousand-year-old wizard hidden in the north of Liangxue.

A nine-year-old god-like figure, the teacher Ye Fan devoted all his efforts to cultivating, with the background of Bei Liang, how could he not use the elixir to regulate the body and enhance the body of the young Ningbei.

Ning Bei's physique at the age of nine was already above the current Shan Xin.

The current King of Ningbei is about to turn 20 years old.

You say how horrible he is!

Tang Jingyun and Han Li were no longer curious about Ningbei's peak combat power.

Because after knowing it, I am afraid that I will despair and leave a shadow in my heart.

Ning Bei said indifferently: "Okay, test the speed, and finally test the reflexes, you haven't experienced the battle of tragic killing, as a social warrior, the reflexes should not pass!" ”

This is Ningbei's comment.

You can't go wrong!

The three major evaluation data of the martial arts.

First, strength.

Second, speed.

Third, reflexes.

On the northern side, all three are indispensable, and as long as one of them does not meet the standard, it will not recognize your strength.

But the social warriors are very lenient about this condition.

Generally speaking, when the strength reaches the standard, it will be recognized.