"Boom!"

The earth shook the sky, and in less than a second, Lin Qianjun shot nine shots in a row, and the nine tripods of eight or nine hundred catties flew up almost at the same time, dripping and turning in the air.

Nine shots in an instant, provoking a thousand catties of Dading, this speed, this power, are far beyond the limits of human beings.

After nine guns, it was nine guns, Lin Qianjun's speed was extremely fast, so that ordinary people couldn't even catch the traces of the spear in his hand, only to hear the howling wind, the earth smoke and dust, it was the nine great tripods, floating in the air, like a magical immortal!

Although it was not the first time for the young officer to see this scene, he still couldn't help but shrink his pupils, he knew that the man in front of him was the number one master in the million Red Alliance Army, but this kind of martial arts still made him feel like he was in a dream.

It wasn't until the past ten seconds that the big tripod that kept rotating in the air fell suddenly, like thunder hitting the ground, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust, making the young officer tremble slightly, this momentum is too scary!

After an outburst, Rao Yilin Qianjun's physical strength couldn't help panting slightly, although his body was a little tired, but his spiritual will was getting higher and higher, he said: "Go back and tell you Principal Gu, Wang Daoming's martial arts are at most comparable to Zhu Tianhua, I was able to draw with Zhu Tianhua eight years ago, and now my martial arts have changed to the point of divine change, and my magic power is full of enlightenment, ten moves can defeat Zhu Tianhua, and tomorrow Wang Daoming will definitely die!" ”

"The revenge of killing the son is not shared!"

While speaking, a monstrous murderous aura erupted from Lin Qianjun's body, and the temperature seemed to drop by a few degrees at this moment, and Lin Qianjun seemed to have turned into a Shura, which made the young officer shudder.

The young officer knew that Lin Qianjun's son had died on the front line, and he didn't dare to stimulate Lin Qianjun at this time, so he hurriedly left here.

Lin Qianjun can actually be regarded as a blessing in disguise, in the past eight years, his martial arts have continued to improve, but he is always one line away from the realm of divine transformation, the so-called divine transformation is the superior realm of the Dan Dao, and he can volley an inch.

Since he learned that his only son died on the front line, but he couldn't kill the enemy, anger and killing intent continued to accumulate in Lin Qianjun's heart.

Until now, he seized the opportunity and rushed directly from the southern district to the south of the Yangtze River, blocking Wang Daoming's way, and writing a challenge to make his mind clear, and the anger and killing intent of half a year broke out blatantly, directly penetrating the last level.

Lin Qianjun knew that Wang Daoming had to take over this battle, on the Yangtze River, before the ten thousand troops, if Wang Daoming retreated, he would definitely lose his invincible name.

Therefore, Gu Zhongzheng personally sent a telegram, so that Lin Qianjun could only win, not lose!

Gu Zhongzheng wanted Lin Qianjun to defeat the faith of the Red Alliance Army on the Yangtze River with the strength of one person, and defeat the faith of the Red Alliance, with one person, the enemy and one army!

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At nine o'clock in the morning of the second day, the sun was just in the sky, sprinkling infinite golden light, although it was early in the morning, it still gave people a burning feeling.

The river is rolling, the waves are surging, going to the east, and then not looking back, the wide river surface, rippling this water vapor, reflecting the sky, people can't help but feel comfortable, heroic and sudden, and it is not to blame Yang Shen, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, who wrote down the rolling Yangtze River East passing water, and the waves swept away the heroes through the ages.

Before the time of the decisive battle, the banks of the Yangtze River were full of black and oppressive crowds, including soldiers from the White Alliance and the Red Alliance, as well as martial arts masters who rushed to hear the news.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, the martial arts are very strong, there are many martial arts halls, and many masters have been born, and there is no lack of strength, but the masters who appear here today are almost all old men who are half buried in the loess.

These people can no longer fight, so they opened a museum to accept apprentices, so they can leave a legacy and get a little rich.

After all, in this era, the poor are rich and martial, and those who can practice martial arts are all rich people, and they accept some rich people as disciples, and the annual offerings will not be less.

This is fame, in this era, many masters are blown out, rich and connected, and they have fame and fame!

And what ordinary people want in their lives is nothing more than fame and fortune!

After more than half a year of fermentation, Wang Daoming has been rumored to be the real number one in the world, whether in the army or in the martial arts, most people think so.

If the identity of the Red Alliance is abandoned, Wang Daoming goes to open the mountain to accept disciples, I am afraid that there will be countless people who are willing to apprentice.

Wang Daoming's reputation spread loudly, and this battle naturally attracted many martial arts masters, but these martial arts masters only dared to watch from a distance, and did not dare to approach the place where the iron cable crossed the river.

There are troops stationed there, all with real guys, no matter how high their martial arts are, they don't dare to touch the bullets, and people are still afraid of death.

Wang Daoming is still wearing the same washed and somewhat whitish linen clothes today, he came to the Yangtze River early, and he didn't think about the upcoming war in his heart, and his attention was all on the surging river.

"Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times!" On the bank of the Yangtze River, Wang Daoming looked at the surging river and felt it.

And Wang Daoming's mind was even more empty at this moment, as if he had grasped the changes in fortune in the underworld, and saw the strange and endless past and future.

He had a hunch that he might be able to break through the last cage today, ascend to the sky from the trapped dragon, and turn into a dragon in one leap, and no longer have any scruples!

"Brother Daoming, what did you see?!"

Beside Wang Daoming, Zhu Tianhua saw Wang Daoming's expression change, and knew that Wang Daoming had sensed something, and he knew that the realm of knowing the destiny of heaven had many abilities, and he could even foresee the future.

Just like Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty who made a fortune map, although those two people do not know martial arts, it is undeniable that their spiritual realm is extremely high, so they grasped the mystery of the future in the dark.

Wang Daoming pondered for a moment, his eyes were a little confused: "The Holy Emperor stepped out of Yingzhao Mountain, and the sky hung five stars and collapsed. The battle of Hengjiang is divided into north and south, and the thousand-year-old evil insects attack the dragon! ”

"What I see, half of the past, half of the future, the avenue is like a circle, some things seem to have changed, but in fact they still haven't changed, humanitarian changes, could it be that they will eventually return to the original point?!" Wang Daoming seemed to be saying to Zhu Tianhua, and he was also talking to himself.

But then Wang Daoming's eyes flashed with a black light, and he strengthened his thoughts: "No matter how other people's humanity changes, I act according to my own heart, even if I kill a river of blood?!" ”

Just as Wang Daoming was speaking, on the other side of the Yangtze River, a man in white was already carrying a spear along the iron cable, step by step, towards the heart of the river.

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