Mi Long is really a little scared, from Liu Zao's appearance to the present, in just half an hour, this weird kid has almost shattered the common sense he has accumulated from decades of martial arts practice, is he really a person?

Feeling his uncontrollable calf, Miron really wanted to chop it off, he never thought that he would have such an ugly day, exposing such a cowardly side in front of his enemies and subordinates.

Liu Zheng strode forward, the huge energy erupted from his body again, and the samurai regiment immediately launched an attack in a standard shooting formation, with flying weapons and aircraft flying weapons in front, firearms and bullets in the back, and various attacks formed an all-round steel storm without dead ends, this is absolute violence, different from all martial arts, this is completely unreasonable, without the slightest sense of beauty of violence, I don't know how many martial arts masters hate under such violence, this is the last psychological defense line of the Tianchen Warrior Regiment.

Once upon a time, they were so admiring close combat, despising firearms and even flying weapons, but now they rely on them to maintain their last dignity. It's ironic.

Although this "firepower net" cannot be compared with the modern armies of the outside world, especially some armies with a phobia of insufficient firepower, it is enough to force back any known master, after all, this is the collective firepower of hundreds of people, and they all have to retreat congenitally.

Liu Zai did not retreat.

He turned into a phantom and pounced, and Liu Zheng, who burst out with all his might, was close to 100 meters per second, which was a blink of an eye, and the power of firearms and firearms was endless, but the flaws were also big, and the aiming always depended on people.

Liu Zheng was really excited, modern people's fear of firearms was deep in the bone marrow, and since he embarked on the path of cultivation, firearms had always been the sword of Damocles hanging over his head. Today he is going to do a crazy thing, challenging firearms with his flesh and blood.

This is not crazy, in fact, Liu Zheng, who has entered the state of super-brain, is extremely calm and meticulous in his analysis of the battle situation, and he finds that he has far underestimated his own strength, so he has been fighting timidly these days, including just now.

All along, he has positioned himself as an acquired peak powerhouse, so he is careful in handling things, does not conflict with Uncle Sao Bao, beats people without being disabled, and accepts it when he fights with the old man Chai.

This is of course his excellent quality as a good boy under the red flag who does not cause trouble, but more importantly, he feels that his strength is far from enough to waste.

All along, he has regarded the modern army as an imaginary enemy. How powerful is the modern army? It is omnipotent in the heavens and the earth, and it can penetrate the sea, missiles can hit farther than flying swords, nuclear explosions will destroy the world, and a god can be tortured to death in modern times.

He positioned the enemy too high, so that before today, he had always had a lack of self-confidence in himself, which is not the mentality that a strong man should have.

Of course, it is not a good thing for the strong to be conceited, but it is even worse to lose self-confidence, and the real strong must remain calm in the face of any enemy, carefully analyze the advantages and disadvantages of both sides of the enemy, and make the most correct judgment, and in the face of those who can't fight and can't run away, they must also show their swords, just like the People's Liberation Army dared to slap the US imperialist tanks and planes with rifles and legs, and they also won.

The strong will have waves when they can.

The Tianchen Warrior Regiment is all profoundly cultivated, with excellent martial arts and actual combat ability, and the weapons equipped are not inferior to modern special forces except for the information system, and even surpass them. In the outside world, such a special force composed of warriors is enough to silently destroy the country's top level and cause strategic deterrence to a big country!

However, its weakness is also obvious, after all, the technology of the Chongyang Secret Realm is serious, there is no information technology, and there is no heavy firepower, which means that its performance in the face of peerless masters is not as good as that of ordinary modern troops, and only the battle array can make up for the shortcomings in this regard.

And Liu Zai's own strength is far from being as simple as an acquired peak powerhouse, he has always ignored that he is an unprecedented cultivator of the three realms, and he also far underestimated the divine skill of the Heart Sutra of Revolutionizing the Heavenly Mandate and Transforming the Dragon and Exterminating the Dao.

Whether it is his strength, speed, or reaction speed beyond the brain, he can already be regarded as an innate powerhouse, and even his staying strength and physical strength are better than ordinary innate powerhouses.

Countless bullets were thrown away by Liu Zai at high speed, and few hit him, even if they hit, the power was greatly weakened by a high-speed airflow on his body, and even if he could break the skin when he reached his body, he couldn't break the cuticle membrane under the skin.

After reaching the innate nature of the Heavenly Mandate Dragon Annihilation Dao Heart Sutra, the innate true element can be condensed into a set of true qi armor outside the body, called "Taishang Heavenly Dragon Armor", and the defensive power is far from what is the function of the King Kong Turtle Shell God.

When those flying weapons, whether it is bullets or all kinds of flying needles and arrows, they can only leave a mark on their bodies, and they don't even bleed. Liu Zai was sure in his heart, his analysis was correct, the flying weapons and firearms equipped by the Tianchen Warrior Regiment were much more penetrating than the light weapons of the same level in the outside world, which meant that he could ignore most light weapons such as pistols in the future.

After this battle, the haze of firearms that had been shrouding Liu Zao's heart was finally dissipated, and Liu Zao seemed to have broken free of a shackle, and the whole person was fluttering.

"It's not good, retreat! Squad Lingfeng is attacking!!" Mi Long roared wildly.

"Hahahaha!!" Liu Zai laughed heartily, his figure was like a dream bubble, untying a knot, Liu Zai was even more intuitive to his cultivation, as if this divine power had only recognized him at this moment, and he was no longer the timid young man.

With a punch in his hand, several forces were entangled, directly shattering the hearts of more than a dozen people, this punch had no name and no rules, it was completely a punch from Liu Zaixin's hand, including dozens of fist palms including the eighteen palms of the dragon.

All kinds of martial arts are all bowed down, the nine-character true recipe is used freely, Liu Zai is as wishful as he wishes, and his hands are like heavenly gods, followed by the passing of life, the stump and broken arm and flesh flying, containing an incomparably cruel beauty.

If this is art, it is the bloodiest art in the world.

The Tianchen Samurai finally collapsed, they are all strong-willed samurai, and they have completed all kinds of difficult and nonsense tasks, but they have never encountered such a desperate and helpless battle, hundreds of Tianchen samurai besieged one person, but the end was completely one-sided and slaughtered.

"Ah, I fought with you!!"

Mi Long rushed up with red eyes, he was already a trapped beast in despair, and only he dared to attack Liu Zheng at this time.

Liu Zao casually pinched off Mi Long's long knife, and then punched his dantian, this is the third time that Mi Long has been seconds today, and the deputy seat of the dignified Tianchen Warrior Regiment is like a baby in Liu Zao's hands.

Mi Long was carried by Liu Zao in his hands, and his whole body couldn't move except for the eyes and mouth, at this time he saw that Liu Zao's eyes were no longer blood-red, replaced by a pair of weird golden vertical pupils, no longer violent and angry, only calm and indifferent to cold, Mi Long just felt that Liu Zao was a monster, but now he feels more like, God.

This emotionless look was more terrifying than any beast monster.

Liu Zai pointed to the long blood-stained street: "Say, I'm sorry." ”

"Ah?" Mi Long was surprised, he was ready to die, if Liu Zai asked him to beg for mercy and he was ready to spew out a mouthful of phlegm, your martial arts are at most to kill me, what else can you do to me, I can't beat you to admit it, it doesn't mean that I have to kneel to you.

What the hell is it to say I'm sorry?

Liu Zai carried Mi Long to the front of the long street, and the people were still covered with blood, and their eyes looked at him with anger, hatred, and schadenfreude......

Mi Long was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed, laughed for a long time, and laughed so much that tears came out.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Liu Zai.

"I laughed at my final ending that I was killed by a hero who saw injustice, and I have never thought of such an unexpected humor in my countless endings. Liu Shaoxia, no, Liu Daxia, you let me say I'm sorry?"

"Hahaha! You asked me to say I'm sorry, why should I say I'm sorry? You're an outsider, you've only been here for a long time, what do you know? ”

Mi Long somehow got the strength to break free from Liu Zai's hand, and took off the mask on his face, revealing a bright tattoo: "Do you know what a carved slave is? Do you know what a warrior in the dark night is? Do you know how many people we sacrificed for this Chongyang Secret Realm? Do you know what we have paid?"

"And you, those of you who live in paradise, what do you think of our sacrifices, what do you think of us unknown warriors, bloodshed, sacrifices, desperate efforts, what are we fighting for?" Mi Long pointed at these numb masses, his eyebrows cold, and his recklessness remained.

For many times, the sound of sobbing came from under the mask of the Tianchen warrior, and the weapon in his hand was slowly lowered.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad.

"Do you want me to pay for my life? Okay, I'll pay for your life. If you want me to say I'm sorry, you don't deserve it. Mi Long suddenly picked up a broken knife and wiped it on his neck, no one stopped him, whether it was Liu Zheng or his subordinates just watched quietly.

Mi Long's body leaned weakly on a war horse, and immediately tied the banner of a night eagle, Mi Long reached out with his last strength as if to grab something, and looked fiercely at this Chongyang Secret Realm that he loved and hated.

He's dead.

One by one, the samurai silently wiped their necks, all of them had just killed someone, and they died in obscurity as usual.

Liu Zai knew that he would firmly remember this guy named Mi Long, his first real enemy of life and death, he was destined to become a very controversial figure, but he finally died a good man.

"Are you rebelling? or not? Will you die if you fail to rebel? If you do, I'll let you go. Liu Zheng looked at the other Tianchen warriors and said seriously.

The sound of swords falling to the ground sounded, and they were connected.