The breath was sluggish for a moment.

The eyes blinked, and when they opened again.

Liu Shenjiang's eyes were full of iron and perseverance.

"The world is out of my generation!"

Horizontal splitting!

Liu Shenjiang laughed loudly, as if the overlord of Chu was unarming and fighting, arrogant.

In the dying battle, his momentum did not decrease but rose, more like a strong man returning to the light.

However, Liu Shenjiang seemed to notice that with a heroic body, Bai Jiang's sword momentum was stacked together thirteen times in a row.

Waves of sound distort the air.

The white mist is vertical and horizontal, like a big river surging, endlessly, bringing thunder and rolling.

Dozens of lost corpses even maintained a posture of fluttering in the air, and collapsed into powder in an instant.

All living things within twenty meters were empty.

The muscle fibers of the two foggiers, comparable to nano-armor, were cut out of a deep ravine, like a rock that had been knocked away.

"As soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, the years are urging!"

Liu Shenjiang roared again in his chest, and slashed vertically, like Pangu opening the sky and falling straight to the earth.

Rumble!

As if echoing the whistling sound of the Liu Shen River, the knife rose against the storm, with the blade as the boundary, and the left and right sides were all turned up.

The people of the Junshui Department with the will to die advanced again, like spears rushing straight forward.

Liu Shenjiang is worthy of the name of the 9 realms of the wind, this style of breaking the river, worthy of the title of the king of war!

When he felt that nearly half of the strength of his body was tilted out with this knife, when the feeling of exhaustion surged, Liu Shenjiang also felt the most wanton moment in his life.

Looking back on the past, it's just a cloud of smoke.

"In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in the world-"

Liu Shenjiang reached the pinnacle of his life.

It was the most unbridled moment of cathartic power.

There's no need to worry about the back road.

Because there is no way back.

Because behind him is the country, the rivers and mountains.

As a general of a hundred battles and a role model for the first army, he has long engraved glory and loyalty into his blood.

Looking at the burning last strength, forging ahead, fighting to the death without retreating a single bit.

Together with the twenty-four remnants of Zhou Zhong, tears blurred their eyes at the same time.

Everyone gritted their teeth and let out a deep roar of rage, charging with their team leader.

"Eat, die!"

A low roar was heard in the distance.

The two foggers who had been broken for the second time raised their heads and roared, and on the gray muscles exposed all over their bodies, those withered blood vessels actually gave birth to many slender tentacles, swaying towards the outside world, as if they were frantically absorbing the surging power in the mist.

The ring-shaped ribs that wrapped around the heart began to contract with astonishing force, and the heart was brought back alive, leaving traces that were soon covered by the frenzied growth of musculature.

The actions of the two [Foggiers] seem to have been responded to by the fog.

With just their eyes, they could see the mist that was constantly flowing into their bodies.

Crackling.

The process of muscle fibers breaking down and healing repeats itself rapidly and continuously.

The bodies of the two [Fog Warriors] began to rise higher and higher.

In an instant, it became a gray-white giant about 270 centimeters tall.

There was a terrifying and shocking creature in that muscle.

Not even the lab has been able to reproduce this perfect muscle specimen.

The two foggers simply stretched their arms casually, and the air around them was dented.

Bend your knees and press down.

Ten meters of earth settled in an instant.

Rumble!

The sinking earthquake trembled, and the figures of the two foggers disappeared.

Two more gray meteorites appeared in mid-air, and it seemed that with the great force of a space crash, they pressed out an umbrella-shaped air flow and collided instantly.

Liu Shenjiang stepped forward, raised his waist and twisted his hips, and the war knife was flattened, as if pulling back with the force of a thousand tons.

Amazing waves of air began to rise unchecked.

His body was getting weaker and weaker, but the battle intent in his eyes had climbed to an unprecedented height.

Liu Shenjiang coughed up a bloody arrow and sank deep into the soil.

The fire of the prairie bloomed into a brilliant spark, and Liu Shenjiang took everything he had for the rest of his life, with the epitome of the will of thousands of Yanhuang soldiers, and launched a counterattack at the end of his life against the enemy at the end of his life.

His voice, with blood and tears, with a hoarse voice tearing through the clouds, resounded in a high-pitched voice in this place of death.

"May our human race pass on the torch and never give up!"

The collapse of the Baijiang River set off a thousand waves, like the water that bursts the embankment, and rolls up the sky.

The twenty-four people behind him were full of blood, and with that figure, with the intention of death, they advanced like blades.

With the last determination in Liu Shenjiang's eyes, he faced the two fog warriors who were unprecedentedly powerful......

Crash it out!

"My Yan Huang Army soul is immortal!"

……

Call......

A gentle stream of air curls and brushes against your ears.

At this moment, all the sounds of the entire battlefield seemed to disappear, with a certain sinking silence.

The ho-ho of the corpse.

The sound of the Foggi's muscles kinking.

The shouts of the people behind them as they jumped up.

At this moment, all silence disappeared.

All the sounds seem to be non-existent at all.

All worlds seem to stand still because of some kind of existence.

No, or rather something that has been slowed down.

Only Liu Shenjiang, who is detached in strength, can barely move his eyes to find the root cause of all the abnormalities.

A breeze swept across his cheeks, carrying coolness.

Sky?

The eyelids lifted, and a trace of confusion flashed in Liu Shenjiang's pupils.

He saw the black dot that had suddenly appeared.

The long tail flame tore through the space with a dead air current, like a comet that suddenly flashed through the sky, descending overhead before its own mind could unfold.

It's dizzying.

Is that a turborocket?

The kaleidoscopic tail ionization air mass should be as high as 1700 m/s...... Chibi Type VI rockets?

So the figure standing with his hands on the rocket is an illusion.

Well......

Figure!

Liu Shenjiang's pupils shrank into needle tips in an instant.

The whole body seems to be swept by an electric current, with an incredible shock.

Liu Shenjiang is still rising in mid-air.

The rockets had sunk into the ground ahead.

The figure standing with his hands in his hands looked down at the earth, his feet gently landing, as if he were ramming the rocket as it sank into the ground.

Then, he looked up indifferently.

- Boom!

Fifty meters away, a whole circle of earth was shocked, and at the same time, a wave of dust tens of meters high was raised, and blazing fire clouds rose like a wall of sighs, separating the inside and outside.

The twenty-four people only felt that their feet were like earth dragons turning over pulp, and the heavens and the earth were shaking.

The warhead, which exploded at the moment of touching the ground, was finally detonated after drilling a full ten meters deep under the pressure of that random kick.

The upward high-pressure air flow was stepped back by the foot of the bearer figure.

The circular earth, which is 100 meters in diameter, first shook upward, and after rising less than 1 centimeter, it fell back heavily.

Ear......

It was a secondary or tertiary explosion like a mountain collapse.

Liu Shenjiang, twenty-four people, two foggers, hundreds of lost corpses......

All of them were swept back by the momentum that had accumulated in the figure.

Liu Shenjiang felt the wave of qi rushing to his face and staggered by.

Then, in a daze, he watched as the white waves rolled up around his blade dissipated silently.

The accumulated power in his body also dissipated silently, and the cells that were struggling to burn seemed to be extinguished and soaked by a clear spring.

Life is returned to the body.

Liu Shenjiang staggered to the ground, his brain was in chaos, only a soft voice sounded, he raised his head blankly, and opened his eyelids, which were already weak and heavy due to lack of strength.

The figure turned its back to him, calmly walking towards the two tireless, energetic foggiers.

The voice is warm and indifferent, which makes people inexplicably reassured.

It makes people want to cry inexplicably.

"You're right, Colonel Liu."

……

"The years will grow old, and we will be immortal."

……

"You've done enough."

"So, next, just leave it to me."

The figure looked back slightly, revealing an angular face.

Straight military uniform, not stained with fine dust.

And the way he looked when he first saw him, not like a soldier who came to fight, but more like an officer who participated in a major ceremony.

Sunny and warm.

"You are ......" Liu Shenjiang lost his voice.

"My surname is Lu, and my single name is a Ze character."

"Ze is the Ze of all things."