"Good boy, dare to do it, are you impatient!"

A group of peak true immortals next to them were annoyed, and they saw the bodies of five or six wolves flying to the ground by the fierce earthquake, their breath was sluggish, and they obviously suffered a lot of injuries. This angered many people, and a group of iron armor sonorous and armed with pitch-black war spears formed a messy formation and killed fiercely again.

Wang Gan's eyes looked at the scene in front of him calmly, with no expression on his face at all, indifferent as a piece of ice that had been cold for hundreds of millions of years.

One step out, Wang Gan did not rely on the sharpness of the Chaos Bell, and rushed directly into the crowd, surrounded by chaotic energy, punching and kicking, playing a heavy rhyme, the void trembled, and the terrible dark cracks continued to appear and then recovered, and he could tear the void with his hands, such a strength made many people in the distance shrink their eyes and feel Wang Gan's terrible power. 、

Boom! A jet-black war spear was killed, the tip of the spear was bathed in blood, and there were dark brown spots, otherwise how much blood was stained, the dark edge was completely restrained, Wang Qian did not doubt the strength of this spear at all, and the ordinary peak true immortals were all pierced through the flesh under this spear, and the fierce murderous aura was enough to tear apart the soul of the original god of the people.

However, Wang Gan's current strength, how can this spear be able to deal with, snorting coldly, his fist shook, it seemed slow, but it was actually as fast as lightning, wisps of five-colored electric light swirled around his fist, and the terrifying fluctuations of Dao rhyme made people palpitate.

A punch fell, the heavy war spear clicked and was broken by him, in the shocked gaze of the man, Wang Gan's fist shook, and the terrible power bombarded the past, the figure staggered, retreated frantically, looked up to the sky and spewed a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't get up on the ground again.

One punch, one punch, smashed a peak true immortal, and to put it mildly, it seems that there is no serious taste, but with the continuous improvement of Wang Qian's cultivation, the comprehension of the avenue of heaven and earth is more profound, his punch, seemingly simple, is actually integrated into the five elements of the great immortal technique in the boxing method, under one punch, communicate the five elements, as if the five worlds are smashed together, it is strange that the person does not fly.

Today's Wang Qian's comprehension of immortal arts has reached a higher level, showing the profundity of the Supreme Dao in the plain, which is the trend that he is about to break through the Golden Immortal Realm.

The big fist waved, the divine power was like a dragon, Wang Qian rushed into the crowd, punch and kick, as if the sky collapsed, the earth repeatedly, a roaring figure was casually collapsed by him, blood spurted from his mouth, he couldn't stand up, and he lost his combat effectiveness casually.

With such divine might, many people were shocked on the spot, and in dozens of breaths, Wang Gan flew hundreds of people, and then no one dared to shoot casually.

Wang Gan stood casually, just like a pillar of heaven, standing up to the sky and the earth, intimidating the heroes, these murderers, ruthless people, hooligans and other sharp armor battalion soldiers, all holding their breath, did not dare to make any moves.

Boom, boom, boom! The real powerhouse in the Ruijia camp finally stood up, and the four half-step golden immortal monks, a few steps later, came not far in front of Wang Gan, and a majestic and terrifying aura shook the sky.

"Wang Gan, you just arrived at my Ruijia Battalion, and you made such a big move, what do you want to do, tell me!"

A middle-aged man, the half-step golden immortal that Wang Qian had seen in the military tent, was the first to speak.

"Before you ask me about my intentions, you should introduce yourself, I first arrived in the barracks, and I don't even know you, what is this. ”

Wang Qian shook his head, his tone was indifferent, and let them introduce themselves first.

"Okay, that's what it should be, I'm the second one!"

"Kitagawa!"

"Li Yuan!"

"What a decision!"

Wu Lao Er, the middle-aged man Wang Qian saw first, with a big beard and chaotic eyes, seemed to never wake up. Beichuan, who looks like a teenager, is pale and silent, like a piece of cold ice, where it is, frost everywhere. Li Yuan, burly, strong as a bear, with a rough face, a pair of eyes sometimes flashing with fierce light. He Jue, with a thin body and a gloomy face, gives people a calculating temperament like a fox.

Such four people, each of them has a unique temperament, which is very impressive, and they have cultivated to reach a half-step golden immortal, and in the Ruijia camp, they each have a force and many followers.

"Okay, let me say it again, I am the Holy Son of the Taibai Sword Sect, Wang Gan, there is no other reason for today's move, that is, the big war is imminent, and my Wang Qian doesn't want to die!"

I didn't want to die, Wang Gan's tone was as hard as iron, and the cold breath of slaughter was mighty, like a big hammer, smashing on everyone's hearts.

"Haha, I don't want to die, who wants to die here, but it's a pity that once I enter the sharp armor battalion, I want to live, how difficult it is, do you know what others call us, death battalion, cannon fodder battalion, every time there is a big war, our sharp armor battalion is the first to bear it, and is sent to the most dangerous and desperate battlefield, how many years have I killed in the sharp armor battalion, I'm afraid no one can count it, I want to ask you, what is the use of not wanting to die in such a place!"

At this time, Wu Lao Er's hazy eyes suddenly became as sharp as a sword, and the momentum of the whole person completely exploded, rolling and surging, and his body was shrouded in a layer of viscous and blood-like mist.

I saw him roaring again and again, his tone was desolate, his emotions were agitated, and every word was heavy.

Although the other three did not speak, their breath fluctuated, their hearts were churning, and a tragic resentment filled the entire Ruijia camp in an instant.

Not only these four half-step golden immortals, but even ordinary armor soldiers, thinking of their own situation, they also became excited.

Seeing this, Wang Gan nodded with satisfaction, it's good to have grievances, and if there are grievances, it means that these people are not hopeless, and their hearts are not completely dead, which is also what Wang Gan values the most.

"You are right, the Ruijia Battalion is a death camp, a desperate place, but because of this, we have to wait here silently for death, you want this, but I Wang Qian don't want to! No matter what, you have to fight, even if the final ending is still miserable, I will not regret it, at least we have worked hard and struggled, but as you are now, silent, desperate, decadent, waiting for death to come, what is this!"

Wang Qian's cold voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking everyone's heart.

"I don't have any other meaning today, I just want to reorganize the so-called Ruijia Battalion and completely sober you up!"

"Moreover, from today on, I am the commander of the Sharp Armor Battalion, whoever is not convinced, can defeat me, but as long as I defeat you, then from now on, no one will be able to repent, and I will be the commander!"

Word by word, Wang Gan said his intentions in public, sonorous as iron, and did not give anyone a chance to resist.

"We just want to intercept a glimmer of life in death and despair, this vitality is not given by others, it can only be brought back by our own struggle, who has any objections, stand up!"

Wang Gan shouted angrily, everyone was shocked, how many years has the Ruijia Battalion been scattered, everyone who comes here basically has no way out, the only thing they can do is to wait for death, so there has never been a commander, but now, Wang Gan has just been here for three days, and he is going to suppress a strong command, how can this not shock them.

"What, he's going to be the commander of the Sharp Armor Battalion?"

"What does this mean, do you want us to listen to him in the future?"

The whole camp was about to explode, and the exclamations kept ringing out, and these soldiers of the Sharp Armor Battalion felt incredible, when would anyone want to be the commander of the Sharp Armor Battalion?

Wu Lao Er, Bei Chuan, Li Yuan, and He Du glanced at each other, and at the same time stepped out, drowning towards Wang Qian with a murderous aura.

"Okay, as long as you can defeat the four of us, after today, you will be the commander of the Sharp Armor Battalion!"

"Not bad!"

"No regrets!"

The momentum of the four half-step golden immortals crushed together, how terrifying, the entire Ruijia camp camp was about to come in a storm, the atmosphere was dull, and the air was completely frozen!

Seeing this, Wang Qian was not angry but happy, as long as these four people came out, his plan would be half successful.

"Okay, I'll convince you today!"

With a cold snort, Wang Qian was already ready.

The battle began immediately, Wu Lao Er was holding a blood-colored war spear, and there was a whining sound between his waves, the void was shattered layer by layer, and the blood-colored spear light was like a river of stars and rain, everywhere, and the bloody murderous aura was completely condensed, and it was killed in front of Wang Gan in the blink of an eye.

Beichuan was silent, his figure suddenly became like a dark shadow, and a short black thorn slashed towards Wang Gan's head like lightning.

A pair of large copper hammers in Li Yuan's hands were as heavy as a mountain, and the void collapsed with a swing, and the Dao rhyme rolled, roaring like two brute dragons.

A mouthful of blood knife in He Jie's hand trembled again and again, and the tip of the knife trembled, as if it was jumping in layers of voids, invisible and shadowless, strange and unpredictable.

These four people, each of them are strong in means and have murderous intentions, even Wang Qian has to admire, people who can survive in such a tragic place as the Ruijia Battalion, and who have cultivated to the half-step Golden Immortal, are really not simple.

Admiration in his heart, Wang Gan did not hesitate to move, under a punch, a golden bridge to the sky appeared, the other side of the road rhyme is like the sea, the golden bridge roared, shrouded in the four people, the golden light is as heavy as a mountain, weird and inexplicable, it seems to be able to suppress a qiē.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them felt that the surrounding void was heavy, everything in front of them disappeared, only a terrifying golden bridge, extending to the end of the mysterious time and space, their physical bodies, primordial spirits, essence, and mana seemed to be uncontrollable, and they wanted to converge towards the golden bridge, and what was even more strange was that a great joy rose in their hearts, as if this qiē themselves were willing!

"What kind of supernatural power is this!"

"It's weird!"

"It's so comfortable!"

The four of them drank a lot, but it was difficult to get out of the suppression of the golden bridge.

"This is one of my Great Dao Immortal Arts, called Transcendence on the Other Side, if you can defeat in this style, it will not be in vain!"

Wang Gan's calm voice sounded, and the next moment, the golden bridge disappeared, the heavy pressure, and the strange summoning feeling disappeared in an instant, but the four half-step golden immortals were pale and shocked.