At the live broadcast site, the lives of the three anchors hung by a thread, but in Fang Yan's opinion, the situation was not out of control.

Because, Lord Wei hasn't fallen yet.

There are two kinds of people in the world who are good at performing miracles, one is a genius and the other is a madman.

"Ge Laozi!"

Lord Wei snorted, and his hometown Sichuan dialect exploded on the spot.

The half-crouched tiger body stood up suddenly, and the pair of shiny black military boots stepped into a depression in the roof skin.

He stood on his head and shook his shoulders unhurriedly, as if he was alive.

The fat man and Er Zhu staggered back, not daring to shrink into the car, only daring to temporarily hide in the back of the car, poking out their heads on the left and right, and staring at the "giant wooden array" that was rapidly rolling down in front of them.

This SUV off-road is not the last thing the two rely on, but the man on the roof.

The 1.12 million spectators collectively held their breath and stared at the high slope not far away.

If it is a section of Sima Road that is evenly sloped, it would be fine, and these broken logs will just roll down in order. The problem is that there is no smooth curve in Qianling, and the Sima Road in all directions is sometimes steep and sometimes smooth, and some mausoleum areas even have flat roads with zero slopes.

At this moment, the audience is most concerned about the slope fault in front of him, and the huge height difference makes the broken wood forget the "correct posture of rolling", and rolls longitudinally during the fall, one after another.

No, the trunk of the tree in front of him is more than ten meters high, like the golden hoop stick of the great sage, collapsing head-on, like a machete, although it is sluggish, it also has the ambition to cut off the off-road vehicle with a knife.

Some timid viewers have closed their eyes in fright, because the VR environment is too realistic.

Sonor! Sonor! Keng ......

The huge shadow of the tree flipped several times in succession, getting closer and closer.

Even if you close your eyes, the light sensation of close up your eyelids in the sun will not be easily forgiven, and you can still feel a black shadow as thick as a giant python slashing down your head!

[Ahh 】

[Ahh 】

There is a cute girl scared out, but fortunately, WIFI Man did not open the voice barrage, and these cries were just converted into text and displayed on the screen.

As for those viewers who always keep their eyes open, their courage is indeed commendable, and they naturally harvested the most wonderful scene,

Lord Wei lived up to expectations, and he was a husband and a man, guarding all directions.

Scold!

An imperceptible groan, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

Only the extremely attentive audience who happened to be on Lord Wei's military boots discovered this terrifying detail - a sharp knife sprang out of the sole of the military boots!

Before everyone could recognize the blade, he had already jumped more than half a meter high, raised his leg high to face the difficulty, and drew a cold knife from top to bottom.

If you kill the enemy on the battlefield, this kick will hit the enemy's face door, and from top to bottom, divide his whole person into two and divide them symmetrically.

At this time, it was only a dead thing, and he effortlessly split the broken tree vertically, perfectly in two, without stirring up the slightest extra sawdust.

Until this moment, the audience finally understands, who is the axe? Who is the firewood?

[Handsome! 】

[I'll take this kick! ] 】

[This kick has the style of my brother who played the King of Fighters back then]

[This high leg lift resembles the heavy legs of Yagami-an]

[Could it be that what the promotional video says is true, this product is really a retired soldier king? ] 】

[Zhuang, I am the king of Sichuan soldiers]

[Seeing that my king has such a powerful personal bodyguard, the old minister can rest in peace]

……

Fang Yan quietly left the country and accompanied the audience to witness this hearty "logging feast".

There are about 100 broken cypresses in the mountains, and there seems to be a big hand in the dark to regulate and control the microscopic situation, and all kinds of rolling postures hide killing intentions.

But all the tree trunks that could threaten the car head-on were all cut off by the violent ruffian, and even if the sneaky side of the ball was wiped from the side, he was also changed by his fancy roundhouse kick one by one.

During the whole logging process, his hands were never useful, his left hand crossed his waist to look cool, his right hand touched the waistband in front of his trouser belt, and from time to time he turned around to give a close-up of the belt in front of the camera.

[The murderous spirit of the toes, I'm afraid that my big Yang Mi's stinky feet are not as good as sighing]

[There is enough hope for our country]

[Kick the tree and kick it well, what the hell is it to touch the belt? ] 】

[Is touching the belt a tribute to Song Joong Ki or hacking him? ] 】

[Obviously a black fan, you see that he touched it a little unnaturally, and forcibly touched the belt]

……

For this kind of behavior of deliberately playing handsome in military uniforms and not forgetting to black a wave of Korean sticks, the audience had mixed reviews, Fang Yan swept the broken roots and stumps all over the ground, and waved his hand:

"Almost, put your hands down."

Seeing Emperor Yan reappearing in the barrage, a large number of questions that were inconvenient to ask him hit him, and the most asked question was what was the origin of Lord Wei? Won't the combat power be a little too strong?

For this kind of question, Fang Yan does not brag or black, and answers frankly:

"It's okay. Since you dare to come out to rob the tomb, there must be two brushes. I believe that several anchors of Star TV should also have two hits. ”

Although he answered naturally, he was seriously questioned by the barrage:

[This is called improvisation? 】

[Emperor Yan's pretending to be a bit too much this time]

……

Until someone brought up the rhythm of the enemy station in the barrage:

What is this? Isn't it just a reckless man? 】

[The "mountain movers" of the starry sky have even moved the mountains for you. 】

[yes, what's it to kick a few trees?] Doesn't any special forces have this leg power? 】

[It's started, it's going to turn over the river over there!] 】

……

"Turning the river over the sea?" Fang Yan frowned slightly, he was afraid that the mountain movers of the Seven Stars would not dare to casually turn over the river and the sea in Qianling, is the anchor of the enemy station going to die?

It doesn't matter if they can't enter Qianling, but don't make the heavens angry and angry, so that both sides are trapped?

"Second wish, hurry, get a copy of the picture of the enemy station on my mobile phone, I don't want to broadcast it, I want the first-hand picture."

Hearing this, WIFI Man operated on his notebook, first transferred the live broadcast screen of the enemy station to Hydra, and then shared it with Fang Yan's reinforcement equipment, and the real-time dynamics of an anchor of the enemy station instantly came into view:

The wind is howling, and the picture seems to be at an altitude of several hundred meters, and the helicopter descends a spiral staircase.

It was still very high from the designated ground landing point, but a long-haired Taoist priest dressed in black linen had already hung at the bottom of the hanging ladder in advance.

He held the ladder rope in his hand and carried a black pestle more than two meters long, proudly looking at the mountain scenery of the entire north peak. The half-white sideburns are interspersed with three silver needles.

Fang Yan recognized this needle, which was a common "inverted sea needle" for mountain movers. The iron pestle carried by the middle-aged Taoist priest was the "turning river pestle" that pryed the dragon vein.

This Taoist priest's treasure is medium and high-grade, regardless of texture and color, but it is so generously exposed to the eyes of the world, there must be a backhand.

Fang Yan preliminarily speculated that the mountain movers and Xieling wrestlers invited by the enemy Taiwan were not less than four stars, and if the information collected by Madame Ying was true, then the star rating of the several tomb robbers in the enemy's reserve was only high and not low.