Chapter 327: It's Your Turn!

No matter how strong the genius Junjie is, but he is too young, and the one hundred and eight generals are all strong men over the age of twenty-five, who have fought in the south and the north, and have fought with the top powerhouses of the Stone Saint Country and the Snake Swamp Country, so where to put the genius Junjie in his eyes?

Maybe in the future, geniuses will surpass them, but at the moment, it is completely impossible!

"Boy, you seem to be ignoring me!"

General Wanma strode onto the test platform and looked at Lin Lingdao coldly.

"Yes, so what?"

Lin Ling gently hung the black sword in his hand behind his back, staring at General Wanma's eyes, which were also as murderous!

"Haha, interesting, very interesting, I and the knife maniac treated you as a prey before, and we were also ignoring you, discussing who will kill you, and you will ignore me the next moment, this is because you refuse to lose your momentum, so can you be stubborn?" General Wanma laughed, laughing with mockery.

"You think it is, that's it, anyway, your fate is death!"

Lin Ling said coldly, his whole body gushed with battle intent, and the dark golden light bloomed like a sea urchin, giving him a touch of the charm of an ancient god of war!

This aura is so strong, if he faces the same age and faces a genius Junjie, I am afraid that few people are his opponents, but his current opponent is General Wanma, the master of one hundred and eight generals!

Therefore, many people are not optimistic about him, and even have some regrets, that young man is such a genius, but he is jealous of his talents!

Thundered!

General Wanma also shot out with momentum, and the terrifying momentum of thousands of troops and horses appeared behind him, making people feel like facing Huanghuang Tianwei, although his cultivation realm is the peak of the earth spirit realm, but the natural spirit body and the great artistic conception are extremely terrifying.

I'm afraid that his strength is already close to the powerful Earth Spirit Realm!

"We ignored you before, so we were naturally confident, and now, do you dare to say that before?"

The cold voice was like the voice of thousands of troops and horses, and General Wanma was like the head of thousands of troops and horses at this moment, looking down on Lin Ling from above!

"It's such a terrifying strength, I seem to have seen the combat power of a country's army!"

The strength of that momentum made the faces of all the geniuses around the test platform shocked, General Wanma is too strong, is this a famous powerhouse?

They couldn't help but look at Lin Ling, not knowing how to face the dark horse-like masked boy!

"So what?"

Lin Ling's answer was very simple, very short, just a very calm sentence, but that sentence made General Wanma frown, and a dislike thought quietly arose in his heart!

He, General Wanma, has shown great strength, but the young man still did not beg for mercy, did not fear, and was calm and calm!

This feeling made him dislike!

"Sure enough, talking nonsense with ants, it's useless, ants don't know the power of the eagle at all, and they don't understand the world of the eagle at all, even so, you can only die!"

General Wanma shook his head, and a spear appeared in his hand, the spear shook, and the wind of the general swept out!

"Ten thousand horse guns!"

The sound came from the void, but it was like a general's shot pointing at the enemy camp!

Rumble!

The test bench burst open, turning into dust, and the rolling momentum was like countless hands, crushing everything on the test bench into pieces!

Ten thousand horses galloping!

Knock knock!

Like the beating of war drums, the ring points soldiers, a shot comes out, and ten thousand horses rush straight to Lin Ling!

"This momentum is terrifying!"

The crowd was in chaos, and some people had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, and they were shocked by the momentum, and the dozen or so people closest to the test platform were even more shocked and died by the galloping momentum of thousands of horses!

General Wanma's artistic conception is extremely terrifying!

However, under the chaotic momentum, an indifferent voice sounded, and the dark golden light bloomed dazzlingly at this moment!

"Chant!"

A fist seemed to come from ancient times, but instead of retreating, it smashed straight towards thousands of troops!

"What? He actually chose to fight hard!"

The eyes of the people in the distance widened, and they were a little incredulous, because the black-faced young man actually boiled with his fighting intent and broke through thousands of troops with his fists!

Look for death!

It's a death search!

Rumble!

However, in the eyes of everyone's amazement, that punch was like the fist of the ancient god of war, invincible, destroying everything!

Rumble!

Thousands of troops and horses were hit by the fist of the god of war, and the rolling momentum shattered like glass, turning into endless golden rays!

And the fist did not stop, and went straight to General Wanma!

"God of War Martial Arts!"

General Wanma's pupils condensed, that young man's God of War martial arts was so strong, could it be the War General Overlord Spear or the Battle King Six Style?

At this moment, he suddenly panicked in his heart, because in the place where he saw it, the rolling battle intent of the bearer of the God of War Fist hit him directly!

"A Thousand Armies!"

General Wanma shouted violently, the light on his body surface bloomed, and a formation of thousands of troops actually appeared, firmly protecting him!

"It's useless!"

A cold voice floated from afar, and the dark golden fist was like a bamboo!

Bang!

The array of thousands of armies, broken!

Bang!

The heavy fist smashed on General Wanma's chest, causing his pupils to condense, and he couldn't believe his eyes!

If his 10,000 horse pistols are thousands of troops, then the boy's fist is a sweep of thousands of troops, this fist blasts all the way, and wherever it passes, any attack is a blast!

"If you are too proud, it will cost you your life, especially in front of an unknown opponent, it is better to keep a low profile, don't decide the victory or defeat early, and share the opponent as a trophy!"

The calm voice drifted into General Wanma's ears, but it seemed to be the last word he had heard in his life, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything!

Bang!

His body turned into a dark golden color, and then exploded, turning into an endless golden mist, drifting away with the wind!

General Wanma, die!

All the people's bodies trembled, the strength of General Wanma was obvious to all, at the beginning, he and the knife maniac treated the black-faced boy as a trophy and shared it with each other, and at that time, everyone thought they had this qualification!

But for now, it's just a joke!

He and the knife maniac are actually other people's trophies, just as the black-faced boy said, in front of an unknown opponent, it is better to keep a low profile, and don't decide the victory or defeat early!

Quiet!

The silence of the needle drop can be heard!

Only the golden light fluttered in the wind, making the teenager standing in the center even more dazzling!

"Knife maniac, it's your turn, I'm waiting for you to clean me up!"

A calm voice sounded, this time the sword was mad!

At this moment, the sword maniac pupils widened, and he didn't seem to react yet, until Lin Ling's voice sounded, he woke up, making him suddenly feel like he was going to live after the catastrophe, before, because General Wanma wanted to grab merit and fight for him, he died!

If he had been on it, then he would have died!

"Why don't you speak?" Lin Ling's voice sounded again!

The face of the knife maniac kept changing, but it seemed that he had no idea of going to war, perhaps, he didn't dare!

"The knife maniac is also afraid of the black-faced boy, and the strength of the black-faced boy has been ranked among the one hundred and eight generals!"

"This talent is so terrifying, you have to know how old he is!"

There was a lot of discussion all around.