At the same time that Su Heng closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Hundreds of kilometers away from Los Angeles, near the edge of the Silvermoon Province, in the wasteland, two lines of people and horses are rapidly approaching, and a war breaks out.

Woohoo!

In the whistling and piercing sound of breaking the air.

Streams of fiery red light fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the two columns.

Expand, explode, and turn into a giant fireball.

The armored vehicles rumbled, blazing with fire and crimson bullet chains, firing at each other, and in an instant the night turned into day, and the two powerful forces each used thousands of well-equipped soldiers, hundreds of armored vehicles, and the rest of the advanced weapons were divided into categories, and each achieved its own effect.

In the midst of the blazing fire.

The battle quickly entered a white-hot phase, and it was scorched.

24/7.

There are people who keep falling to the ground and losing their lives.

Under the light of the flames, the chariot was hit by a grenade flying from the sky and turned into a huge fireball, and with the help of the light that the fireball expanded, it could be seen that on this camouflage chariot, there was the clan symbol of the Chen family.

As one vehicle after another was hit with precision.

Meantime.

In the camp on the other side, countless drones flew out densely, occupying the favorable terrain in the sky.

It represents the army of the Chen family.

At this moment, it is completely pressed into the downwind.

The defensive fortress that the Chen family had been operating for a long time was bombarded indiscriminately, and the people inside did not dare to raise their heads at all.

Outcrops are then called out by snipers who are buried in the shadows.

The warring sides.

They are all descendants of the troops cultivated by the gate valve.

Powerful firepower and well-equipped.

High-definition infrared equipment assists aiming, and there is no difference between night and day.

The situation of this war has become more and more obvious, although the Silver Moon Province is the private territory of the Chen family, and they have been operating here for many years, the firepower of the other side is even more ferocious.

And with the passage of time.

There is also a steady stream of troops to support this war.

On the contrary, because of what happened in Los Angeles, the Chen family separated a large number of people to support the fourth room.

Until now.

Basically, there is no way to continue to fight back.

But at this moment, an old man walked out of the fortress of the Chen family, his face was square, his body was majestic, his goatee fluttered slightly in the night breeze, exuding the spirit of a tiger and wolf.

Some sniper bullets were fired mercilessly towards the old man's heavenly spirit.

But it is simply useless.

Bullet carriers that exceed the speed of sound have tremendous kinetic energy.

But when he got close to the old man, he seemed to be blocked by some invisible wall, condensed in midair. It was less than three centimeters away from the old man's Heavenly Spirit Cover, but he couldn't get an inch.

Instead, it collided with the previous bullet.

Extrusion deformes, producing an explosion.

"Zhang Bairen, do you want to completely tear your face and start a war with my Chen family!?" The old man's name is Chen Zongheng.

It is a grandmaster cultivated by the Chen family.

As a strong man born in his own family, Chen Zongheng obtained resources far from what those foreign subordinates could imagine.

All kinds of precious exercises, medicinal materials, and even specially sent researchers to form an experimental team to tailor a training plan for Chen Zongheng, and so on. The investment of resources is sky-high, and the returns are staggering.

Chen Zongheng, 63 years old this year.

He is the strongest person on the bright side of the Silver Moon Province, and the top grandmaster master.

Its status is not much worse than Chen Qiuzhi, who died in the hands of the Candle Dragon incarnation, and after the arrival of the secret realm of mountains and seas, Chen Zongheng obtained the most precious medium and spiritual fruit for the first time.

Now the strength has undergone a metamorphosis again.

He has already touched the fourth mythical level, and he is about to step into the realm of the Great Grandmaster.

At this moment, the outbreak of the scarlet plague in Los Angeles and the almost extinction of a branch of the Chen family were a major event for the Chen family. Especially in recent years, the strength of the Chen family has been constantly weakening, but there are also top mountain and sea spiritual realms such as Zhangwei Mountain and Duguang Zhiye in the self-reserved land.

The more it comes to this time.

The more the Chen family must maintain its strong and vicious posture.

Therefore, such a great master as Chen Zongheng was left here, and where he was was the strongest fortress of the Chen family.

Sure enough!

As Chen Zongheng stepped into the battlefield.

The tide of battle had changed in an instant, and he was like a god who was visibly holy and brave.

A person rushed directly into the camp of the Zhang family on the opposite side, holding a snow-white long knife in his hand, galloping wide and wide, and no one could match him wherever he passed.

The chariot forged of steel was blasted away by the fist wind, and the flesh and blood were torn to pieces.

Finally.

After fighting a bloody way.

Chen Zongheng finally found the person he wanted.

It was a long-haired and dashing young man, dressed in white, with an elegant appearance and a kind smile on his face.

He stood on the raised hill and the bright moonlight sprinkled down, as if gilding him with a faint glow, naturally exuding a sense of sacredness, making people want to bow and worship.

After Chen Zongheng saw this person.

There was a flurry.

Then he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, recovered from this terrible trance, and looked at him vigilantly.

"Zhang Bairen, if you lead the army to retreat, today's incident can be regarded as if it did not happen."

A young man named Zhang Bairen.

There was no martial arts fluctuation on his body, nor did he have the slightest pyrotechnic aura.

But the more this is the case, the more suspicious Chen Zongheng feels. He is sixty-three years old, but he has been practicing martial arts for sixty years, and his martial arts intuition is extremely precise and rarely makes mistakes.

"Nothing happened..."

Zhang Bairen shook his head and said with a smile, "Since Young Master Ben has already come in person, where is there any reason to return empty-handed." You old man, if you want to survive, it's not that you can't let it go, obediently retreat, hand over Du Guang Zhiye, I can be the master and let you die. ”

He is not very old, and his temperament is not arrogant.

But when it comes to talking.

But he is very arrogant, even if he is facing the elder of the gate valve, he does not put it in his eyes at all, it is like calling his own minions.

Chen Zongheng is a well-known martial arts master in the Federation, and he is also a genuine elder of the Chen family, how could he have been treated so contemptuously, hearing Zhang Bairen's words, Chen Zongheng was almost laughed at angrily.

"Just because you dare to run rampant with the old man, young man, let you see the power of my blood-drinking madness."

The blood-drinking madness knife is Chen Zongheng's fame.

When the knife is unsheathed, it will inevitably see blood.

At least three grandmasters died under this move, and at this moment, Chen Zongheng opened his mouth, and he was already moved with killing intent, and he did not hide it at all.

However, Zhang Bairen didn't care, he shook his head, and his clear eyes even revealed pity: "Old fellow, look around you, in front of the true god-sealing person, you will understand how weak the power you hold and are proud of..."