I Added Everything to Strength

Wuyan hovered in the air.

Seeing He Mu looking up at him, his eyes full of fighting spirit, he was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

It is really ignorant that a human being who has not broken through the third genetic chain actually wants to challenge him.

You must know that the Jiawu tribe is stronger than humans. On the lunar battlefield, it is generally the Jiawu tribe that leapfrogs and challenges humans.

Human leapfrog to challenge the Jiawu tribe?

Unheard of.

"Ignorant guy."

After mocking in a low voice, Wu Yan stretched out his palm and volleyed down towards He Mu.

In the next second, a majestic red mist burst out from his palm, rushing towards He Mu like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

He Mu below instantly felt a heavy burden on his body, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Zilazila...

The inner armor on his body made a strange sound after being oppressed.

He Mu's eyes were red.

Although he has never fought against the Emperor of War, he knows that there is an insurmountable gap between the Emperor of War and the Emperor of War.

Not to mention……

He has not yet won the title of King of War.

Struggling hard, he found that under the oppression of a large amount of red mist, it was difficult for him to move, let alone fight.

When was the last time you felt this powerless?

I'm afraid it has to be traced back to eighteen years ago?

At that time, I was just a baby in swaddling...

What he was facing was an adult man.

"I dare to go all out when I was just born, can people live more and more regress?"

He Mu chopped off his feet suddenly, and a large amount of red mist in his body gathered towards his right arm.

The strongest punch in the Real Dragon Path of the Ultimate Realm probably draws 20% of his red mist, which can burst out an attack with nearly 9,000 combat power.

But at this moment, he was completely desperate, and all the red mist in his body gathered towards his right arm.

If this punch is thrown out, the end may be worse than when he was a baby.

But He Mu didn't hesitate at all.

This is his only chance.

...

Feeling the powerful fluctuations from He Mu's right arm, Wu Yan frowned slightly.

To be honest, that level of power could already threaten him, which surprised him a bit.

But the accident was an accident, and it didn't make him panic.

It's just a human being who hasn't broken through the third genetic chain, has no powerful attacks, and has nothing else.

Don't talk about speed, he can't even fly, how can he beat him?

"snort!"

With a soft snort, Wu Yan shook his right hand violently!

The red mist that was oppressing He Mu's body suddenly spun, forming an incomparably powerful tearing force.

Relying on the advantage of being able to control the red mist to crush, this is the usual move of the war emperor against the war king.

Not to mention one war king, even ten war kings, there is no chance of winning against one war king.

However, the imagined picture did not appear.

There was no pain on He Mu's face below.

Wu Yan's eyes froze, and he looked at He Mu's right hand again.

It was only then that he noticed that a vortex had formed in the center of the majestic red mist condensed by his right hand, and was frantically devouring the red mist he emitted, so that the red mist he emitted became thinner and thinner, and the tearing power was greatly weakened.

"It turns out that he has mastered supernatural powers... He is indeed one of the most talented red mist fighters in mankind."

Wu Yan muttered to himself, his expression became a little more serious.

"Such a person is sent to death, ha ha."

After a chuckle, Wu Yan waved his hand violently, and a tentacle stretched out from his palm in an instant, stretching for dozens of meters, and slammed towards He Mu.

The speed was as fast as lightning, and he arrived in front of He Mu in milliseconds.

He Mu had no time to dodge, so he stretched out his arms to resist.

boom!

There was a sound like thunder, and He Mu flew upside down in an instant, landing on the sand tens of meters away.

puff……

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and He Mu's face instantly became extremely pale.

That is to say, the inner armor of the Tai family was in the way, otherwise the force of the whip would have directly ripped off his body.

It has to be admitted that there is an insurmountable gap between the King of War and the Emperor of War.

...

at the same time.

the other side.

Taiban was running wildly in the desert, and his heart was extremely heavy at this time.

The six scientific researchers he brought had committed suicide three minutes ago, including Professor Zhang Huasong, who was nearly eighty years old.

He came from the army and was used to seeing life and death.

But after seeing those ordinary people decisively going to death, he was still shocked.

...

The generations after the meteorite fell... it was too bitter.

Countless people are desperate, and human beings are not extinct.

"This group of alien races! Sooner or later I will slaughter them all!"

Taiban gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

At this moment, a sinister laughter suddenly sounded behind him.

"They are all dead, do you still want to run?"

Hearing this voice, Taiban's eyes froze.

Still being chased.

His pursuer was the weakest Gawu warlord.

Although it is the weakest, judging by its speed, it may also have seven or eight thousand fighting power, which is far stronger than him.

Moreover, the war king of the Jiawu clan was extremely decisive, and his tracking ability was also extremely strong. After confirming that those scientific researchers were dead, he immediately chased after them.

"I'm a professional tracker, I want to escape from me..."

"So much nonsense!"

Taiban turned his head suddenly, and shot the sky behind him.

boom!

The recoil of this shot made him fly hundreds of meters backwards.

At the same time, he also saw clearly the appearance of the Gawu clan war king who was chasing him.

Wearing a black robe, with a hunched body, and two eyes protruding three or four centimeters out of the eye sockets, his appearance was as hideous as it could be.

In addition, the war king of the Jiawu tribe seemed to be limp and boneless, and his running was not like running, but rather like swimming.

Facing his spear, the war king of the Jiawu clan shrank back and dodged the bullet.

Taiban stared at the war king of the Jiawu tribe, fired another shot, and his body retreated violently again.

The great desert stretched as far as the eye could see, so he didn't have to worry about bumping into anything, so he simply faced the war king of the Jiawu tribe and walked backwards using the huge recoil of the sky.

"Can't get rid of this monster..."

After Taiban confirmed this, he made a decisive decision and took out a silver bullet from his waist.

Cang Qiong is not only capable of unleashing an attack at the level of a warlord, but even has a configuration similar to the glory bullets of ordinary firearms...

However, whether it was an attack at the level of a war emperor or a glorious bomb, his body couldn't bear it.

But at this moment, he had no choice.

"I only have one shot."

Tai Ban put the silver bullet into the clip, already made a decision in his heart.

At this time, there were three bullets in the magazine, two bullets of the King of War level, and one bullet of the King of War that far exceeded his body's load.

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Taiban stopped suddenly.

Since it is inevitable, let's fight.

At this time, the people he protected were all dead, so he had nothing to worry about.

As soon as he paused, the war king of the Nagawu tribe approached in an instant, his ferocious face was like a ghost.

Seeing this, Taiban directly raised the sky and smashed it towards the face of the war king of the Jiawu tribe!

The tongue of the war king of the Jiawu tribe sticks out three feet long. Seeing the sky attacking, he stretches out his hand calmly to block it.

After the sky hit his arm, his arm softened instantly, sticking to the sky as if it had turned into liquid.

boom!

With a gunshot, Cang Qiong shot out and shot to the side.

Taiban pulled with all his strength, and then pulled out the sky with the help of recoil.

The two stepped back more than ten meters each, and then stopped.

Above the desert, the two looked at each other.

The war king of the Jiawu tribe sticks out his tongue, his protruding eyes keep turning, and the corner of his mouth is filled with an extremely evil smile.

Taiban's face was stern, and his hands clenched the sky, as stable as Mount Tai.