The situation is changing too fast!

Fast a lot of people don't have time to react.

A moment ago, it was still evenly matched.

A moment later, Mordor's blade was snatched.

A demigod soldier, even if it is a broken knife, has just shown great power.

"Obviously I have the same combat power as you, why?" Mordor didn't believe it and roared.

He couldn't accept reality.

The combat power is comparable, and he can hardly shake the attack of the green dragon without retreating!

He can be proud, and he can be proud!

Because no one has ever been able to take advantage of the hard attack on the green dragon.

He did it!

However, his body is not as strong as Qinglong.

In the attack again and again, the green dragon can compete with the demigod soldiers in his hands.

But he couldn't stop the green dragon's weapons and attacks.

Modor may be crazy. But it doesn't mean that his head is a tendon.

He lost, and while he seemed crazy, he was also thinking about why he lost.

Suddenly, he figured it all out.

He has enough strength, but he is not physically strong enough.

He also needs to exercise. As long as the body becomes stronger and becomes as hard as steel, then it is not difficult to kill the green dragon.

The demigods were captured, and Modol's heart ached.

However, he still turned around decisively, and in an instant he had already walked to the temple gate.

"Qinglong, what I lost, I will definitely regain it again." Mordor roared, swearing to the heavens as he stepped out of the temple.

Rumble!

In the temple, a powerful force came out.

Zhang Feng also stepped out of the temple, and the spear shone like lightning, piercing the void, shaking Modol's skin and exploding, and the flesh and blood on his back flew out.

Modor turned his head and fired back as soon as possible.

Losing a broken knife is not the same as losing everything.

There was an extra long knife in Modor's hand, and the knife turned into a thousand waves of swords.

Layers of sword light pressed down towards Zhang Feng like a monstrous wave.

Mordor sneered, and the man was retreating at the same time as he slashed the sword light.

Out of the temple, there is a huge planet. Here who can leave him.

Mordor walked out of the temple, stunned for a moment.

Someone in front of the temple -

And more than one person!

There are Americans, there are British, there are Germans, there are Russians......

There are the United States, the United Kingdom, and the Chinese military......

In front of this temple there are not simply one or two, but thousands of people.

A chilling killing intent condensed over the planet.

They knew that this planet had the power to weaken their combat power. But, they still came.

Because they have to come, they have to come!

Demigods, a temptation that no one can stop!

To stand here, to dare to walk here. They are all people who can block the energy here.

Maybe it's not strong, but as long as it's someone who has the ability to resist the energy here, it's coming.

For example, on the U.S. side, four people stretched out a huge light shield and blocked all the compound energy outside.

They come from different countries and don't get the news at the same time.

But they arrived at the temple almost at the same time.

Less than a kilometer away from the temple, Modol was seen rushing out of the temple.

In Shimen, it only took him a month to reach the same combat power as Qinglong.

As long as he is given more time, he can surpass the green dragon.

The sword wave behind him pressed down, and each weight represented his strongest combat power.

Mille-feuille knife waves. It's also his lore skill.

Now it is used to save his life, and no matter how strong the green dragon is, he can't stop it.

Rumble!

A loud bang exploded in front of the temple, just as someone from the temple rushed out. I was swept into the tsunami by a thousand waves of swords. The earth was torn apart, and the mountains were razed.

The approaching people all stopped and stared at the temple in amazement.

They came here knowing that there was going to be a big war.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I approached, it would be a battle at the peak of the sixth order, this level was too high.

Zhang Feng stepped out of the temple, the cold blade slashed through Zhang Feng's body, and Modor thought that he could Ling Chi the green dragon, but what caught his ears was the countless sounds of gold and iron.

Thousands of layers of knife waves, thousands of knives cut together, like a battlefield fight. A decisive battle of thousands of weapons.

Layers of knife waves collapsed, and there was no chance to leave a blood mark on Zhang Feng's body.

"You think you want to hurt me with this weapon in your hand?" Zhang Feng walked out of the thousand-layer knife waves, unscathed, and walked forward proudly.

Such a sight frightened Modor in his heart. It also made the eyes of everyone who had just arrived straightened.

"It's him!"

"Green Dragon!"

"Damn, why can't a place with a green dragon be calm?"

"Who is this person, dare to provoke Qinglong!"

In such a place, there will be a great war.

Countless people gasped, still with a desperate face!

Although Zhang Feng is still at the peak of the sixth order. The momentum on his body was indeed incomparably powerful, like a roaring ocean wave advancing forward, crushing the void and distorting the air.

Modor is very fast, which is already his limit speed.

But-

He felt life approaching behind him, and he couldn't breathe with that breath.

"Boom!"

The aura of terror was pressed down like a mountain.

The powerful and invincible force fell on Mordor's body, and then he was unable to move.

It wasn't a mountain, it was the hand of a green dragon.

One of the green dragon's hands was tightly clasped around Mordor's neck, and he pressed down heavily.

"Qinglong, I am on par with you. Even if my body is not as strong as yours, if I want to escape, you don't want to keep me. ”

Modol reflexively turned around and forcibly twisted his head off.

The headless corpse ran forward, eerie and even a little scary.

But Modor didn't get far and stopped after a few steps.

He has the gift of almost immortality, and as long as his soul remains, he is not afraid of anyone.

However, he forgot that this was a battlefield.

Although there are not many people on the battlefield.

But Qinglong is not alone.

The temperature was dropping, and a terrifying ice storm was blowing across the planet.

Dozens of kilometers of ground froze, freezing all the plants under your feet.

Along with Modor's feet, he froze.

The ice was so thick that it froze from your feet to your chest and abdomen almost instantly.

Modor wanted to breathe, but in an instant, even his chest and abdomen were frozen.

In an instant, Modor was sealed by an iceberg that was hundreds of feet high, and his body was unable to move.

His soul needs flesh and blood, and even a hint of it can freeze him.

However, both his fallen head and his newly recovered body were frozen in ice.

The body cannot move. But the soul can move.

"Self-destruct!"

Modor roared, and his flesh and bones exploded.

The peak combat power of the sixth order, the self-explosion was the peak blow of the strength of his whole body, and the terrifying power exploded in the iceberg.

The iceberg cracked, and infinite power spurted, crashing into Zhang Feng's body and bombarding the earth.

Rumble!

Modor's soul regenerated with a trace of flesh and blood, moving dozens of meters in an instant.

But again he smelled danger.

He felt the fear. A powerful fear that comes from the blue dragon.

That breath was like a poison attached to the bones, and it was always staring at his life, his soul, and for the first time in his life, he knew that he was afraid.

"In front of me, you think you can escape!" Zhang Feng approached Modol, and his right hand had already grabbed his neck.

His momentum was shocking, and his fighting spirit was about to reach the sky.

Zhan is also standing with his blood burning.

"Ahh

Mordor screamed in fear, then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Blood is like an arrow, and a thousandth of a second is already a hundred meters away.

As long as there is a drop of flesh. His soul will be born again.

Reborn in blood, in this way, he escaped countless mortal blows.

Right now. He wanted to escape again in this way.

Rumble!

There were clouds of fire rising in the sky. This cloud of fire is thousands of feet wide and covers the sky.

In the clouds there was a dragon roar and a roar.

A pillar of fire connecting heaven and earth fell straight down from the fire cloud to the earth.

Airplanes!

The pillar of fire hit the blood, burning the gold to ashes.

"No!" Mordor shouted, frantically struggling, and once again broke out of the Blue Dragon's grasp with a severed head.

Boom, boom, boom......

Pillars of fire fell from the sky one after another, and each pillar of fire was connected, turning the world into a fire prison.

There was a sea of fire in front of the temple.

The terrifying sea of fire was several feet wide. Blazing fires burn in the steppes, in the mountains.

"The undead talent is nothing more than relying on a trace of flesh and blood to be reborn, and it is not easy to kill you. But the one I want to kill, no one can leave alive! ”

Zhang Feng walked in the sea of fire, and a drop of flame did not touch his body. His voice shook in the heavens and the earth. Like the sound of the gods, the earth around the earthquake rises and falls.

The flames burned around him, like a robe of flames draped over his body, and even his hair was covered with flames.

Modol's heart was cold, and he also felt a trace of timidity when he felt the other party's fighting spirit.

Countless people around him changed color.

The more you fight, the more courageous!

A master like Qinglong is born for battle. There is no presence on the battlefield that can crush his fighting spirit.

If it weren't for the fact that they were right in front of them, they only felt the intent of war, and they had the illusion that what was in front of them would be God!

On the battlefield -

There was a sea of fire blocking it, and Modol felt a strong crisis.

Zhang Feng walked in the flames step by step, his voice was as cold as the voice of death from hell, "The people who want to kill me are already dead." You think you're the exception! ”

"Qinglong, do you think it's okay?" Modor was extremely frenzied, "If you don't let me go, then I'll fight you." I want to see if you are consumed by me first, or if you can really kill me. ”

Fear made him agitated, and he gradually lost his mind. He didn't run away, but in the face of Qinglong, he turned around and slashed out a palm.

"Without a demigod, you're not even as good as an ant!"

Zhang Feng roared wildly, and the spear in his hand shook a large shadow of a gun, shattering half of Modol's body.

The only remaining half-body penetrating gun shadow fell in front of Zhang Feng, and the palm dripping with blood slashed heavily into Zhang Feng's chest.

Zhang Feng's figure swayed slightly, and he took a few steps back.

At the same time, half of Modor's body was shattered by the force of the shock.

"Qinglong, no matter how strong your body is, you can't kill me!" Mordor was reborn, his expression hideous, and his eyes turned red as blood.

Mordor raised his arms and shouted to the sky, "I am immortal. Even if you kill me a thousand times, I still won't die! ”

He was a madman, a butcher.

To anger him would only be a massacre.

PS: Chapter 2, in five minutes (to be continued)

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