366: C366 Slash！！

C366 Slash！！

"Nan Tujue, I will die with you today!"

Shu Aohan was also furious. She pointed towards the sky as she spoke, and there were two military aircrafts circling there.

In this occasion, when everyone saw the two military aircrafts, they even felt that it was a little abrupt. Although they were all modern people, they were still martial artists after all. They cultivated internal energy and used the rules of the pugilistic world to solve problems.

Looking at the two military aircrafts, could it be that Shu Aohan was going to use the power of the country to bombard this place?

Nan Tujue frowned, as if he was judging something.

On the other hand, Daoist Chang Ming, who was on the back of the white crane, was the first to ask, "Shu Aohan, what are you doing?"

"Of course I'm going to throw two missiles down, and let everyone die together!" Shu Aohan shouted loudly.

Instantly, her words caused a commotion, and even the martial artists watching on both sides began to panic. These people had cultivated well, so they were not afraid of water and fire, and could even resist bullets.

But if they threw down two missiles, who could withstand it? More than half of the people here would probably die on the spot.

Nan Tujue said with disdain, "Do you think I'm afraid of you? A mere missile can't kill me. "

"You may not die, but your Killing Heart Alliance will definitely die. At least you will be seriously injured. When the time comes, we will see if you have many enemies. " Shu Aohan said in a clear voice.

The situation seems to be like this. Who can take the missile head on?

Even if Nan Tujue didn't die, what if Bei Longyu came back? This was one of the reasons why the other powers were afraid of the law enforcement team for so many years. They could mobilize some of the power of the country.

However, in these years, everyone had abided by a principle. Martial artists' problems would be solved using martial artists' methods.

With this, even Nan Tujue did not dare to ignore the consequences. The ten seconds he said had passed, but he did not order the Killing Heart Alliance to charge over.

He asked himself if he was afraid of the missiles. The speed of the missiles wasn't fast, so he could dodge them.

However, once a war broke out like this, it was equivalent to going against all of China. That wasn't what he wanted. Thus, he began to plan in secret. His eyes shone brightly, as if he was thinking of something.

When Hui Shoutao heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "That's right. This method is too good. If the missile doesn't explode, we'll just throw a nuclear bomb. If it doesn't work, we'll make an atomic bomb. This can at least kill Nan Tujue. What are we waiting for? Throw it away! "

"You don't want to live anymore? This missile is the latest product of our research. Once it comes down, the dam collapses, and we won't be able to escape ourselves. " It was rare for Fan Bianshuang to find a chance to counterattack, so he definitely wouldn't let it go.

Hui Shoutao said again, "Then we should put it away earlier. Along the way, he had to cross the no man's land, right? Why didn't he throw hundreds of missiles for Nan Tujue to have a taste at that time? Blast him until nothing was left. "

Qing Zheng suddenly had a feeling and said," Because we can't throw! Once we use the missile, it is equivalent to fighting against all the martial artists. The turmoil that it causes is not what we can imagine.

Furthermore, once this war starts, our Hua Xia will not be long from extinction. The Catacombs need martial artists, and Hua Xia cannot lack martial artists. How many years has the Vatican been eyeing us covetously? As long as we run out of martial artists, it will be the day when the Holy See will sweep through China.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if we give this country to Nan Tujue, we definitely can't give it to the foreign Church. General Shu Zhan's words of dropping missiles are just a threat. She won't really destroy China. "

After hearing that, everyone fell silent. It sounded like Qing Zheng's words were somewhat unbelievable, but after thinking about it carefully, there was indeed such a result.

If there were not many martial artists left in China during the civil war, who would be able to resist those foreign martial artists? It was precisely because Northern Dragon Feather was not in Beijing these few years that foreign martial artists came to Beijing to challenge.

Indeed, just as Qing Zheng said, everyone thought of this point.

Daoist Chang Ming sternly shouted, "Shu Aohan! You are a dignified seven-star general of the law enforcement team, and you want to be a sinner for thousands of years! Just give the order! Or, we will give you a chance to come out and fight! "

Howl -

Daoist Chang Ming stood on top of the white crane, and the huge white crane immediately flew forward and hovered in the air above the Yellow River.

He was waiting for this opportunity to make a contribution. He shouted from above:

"I am willing to take the lead for Brother Tujue and sweep away these blind things! All the fellow daoists' eyes lit up. They could clearly see that the Killing Heart Alliance had swept away everything in their path, and no one could stop them. Who's coming out to fight?"

"I will fight you!"

At this moment, an old man suddenly walked out from the battle formation behind Shu Aohan.

This old man did not seem to have much of a military aura. The military uniform on his body did not fit him, but his hair was a little white. After he walked out, he cupped his hands and said to Daoist Chang Ming who was on the white crane:

"I, Luo Wenguang, am an ordinary old man in the law enforcement team. I challenge Sect Master Heavenly Master. "

Shu Aohan panicked when he saw this. He hurriedly stopped him in a low voice, "Teacher Luo, no!"

Luo Wenguang shook his head gently, indicating that she should not say anything more.

Daoist Chang Ming, who was on the white crane, was stunned for a moment. Finally, he remembered something, and a rare respectful expression appeared on his face as he said:

"So it's the master of Northern Dragon Feather, Grand Tutor Luo. I didn't expect you to come out of seclusion after so many years. Very well, I can fight you. It's also my long-cherished wish!"

"Hehe, I was lucky enough to teach Long Yu to enter the sect in two years. He can't be a Grand Tutor. "

Luo Wenguang stretched his body and realized that the military uniform on his body was not suitable. He slowly took it off, revealing his Tang suit. He handed the military uniform to Shu Aohan and said,

"I haven't exercised for many years. If I lose, I will dirty such a beautiful dress. Take it!"

After saying that, Luo Wenguang walked towards the edge of the Yellow River.

When Su Yeh saw this, he could not help but furrow his brows. He wanted to stop it, but after thinking for a moment, he acted up again. This kind of battle looked a little silly, but martial artists had a type of stubbornness and inheritance. No matter how big the situation was, it would be a fair battle to resolve it.

This kind of thinking was deeply rooted and also in line with one's Dao heart. Even Su Yeh himself would do the same.

In the sky above the Yellow River, Daoist Chang Ming lowered the white crane and stood on the same level as the Yellow River. With a whoosh, he pulled out a magic sword from his back and held it in his hand. His eyes slowly revealed killing intent. If he could kill Luo Wenguang on the spot today, he would be able to defeat the master of Northern Dragon Feather.

What kind of glory was this? His reputation would definitely rise again.

"Grand Tutor Luo, I've always fought with the wild crane under my feet. Don't say that I won unjustly!"

"No!"

Just as Luo Wenguang finished speaking, he bent his body and rushed up with a bang. His body exploded in the air and he actually arrived above Daoist Chang Ming's head.

Slash!!

Luo Wenguang suddenly slashed out. Only then did he see that an ancient saber had actually appeared in his hand.

It seemed like this ancient saber had always been hidden in his sleeve.

As his ancient saber slashed down, a wave of air that was four to five meters long actually formed the shape of an ancient saber and hacked down as well.

Dang -

Daoist Chang Ming blocked with his magical sword, and a ring of air force spread out from the two weapons. The white crane under Daoist Chang Ming's feet sank down by seven or eight meters. It was only three or four meters away from the Yellow River.

Wah!

Daoist Chang Ming's clothes flashed, and a dozen paper people rushed up together. With a low shout, the white crane flapped its wings and slapped away the Yellow River's water, flying back to the sky.

Luo Wenguang was still in the air. He turned his body and in a split second, his body turned into a dozen or so angry blades. They landed on the paper people and the paper people were cut into pieces and fell to the ground.

When the paper people landed on the Yellow River water, they actually let out incomparably shrill cries, as if there were wandering ghosts screaming.

"What is that thing?" Everyone was shocked, and somewhat did not dare to approach the Yellow River.2

In the sky, both sides exchanged more than a dozen blows. Each time, they would release rays of light.

Ceng! Ceng!

In the end, Daoist Changming pulled out two more spiritual swords from his back. Including the one in his hand, there were three magic swords in total. Surprisingly, the third magic sword did not need to be controlled at all. It kept thrusting out sword flowers in the air.

"Wind, fire, lightning, Fire God Borrowing Magic!"

Daoist Chang Ming let out a long cry. The three magic swords actually burned up at the same time and stabbed towards Luo Wenguang together.

Luo Wenguang fiercely twisted the ancient saber in his hand, but it was unable to withstand the three burning magical swords. In addition, his internal energy could not last for long, so his feet were already exhausted. He had no choice but to sink down, directly landing on the water surface, his feet stepping on the Yellow River.

Daoist Chang Ming was still in midair, and took out his fourth spiritual sword, stabbing at the rushing river surface.

"Wind, fire, lightning, Water God Borrowing Magic!"

Boom!

The surface of the Yellow River actually produced a wave. More than ten condensed ice swords stabbed out together. . .

On the shore, Su Yeh's eyes darkened, and he shouted in a low voice:

"Not good!"

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