The Road to Slaying God

"We were sent by General Qi." Zhang Yang looked at Zhang Jixiang coldly.

"General Qi..."

Zhang Jixiang's face suddenly turned deathly gray, with a distracted and dull expression.

"General Qi misses you very much and hopes to reunite with you under the underworld." Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with enchanting eyes, which was touching.

Zhang Jixiang is undoubtedly a powerful man. Zhang Yang can feel from Zhang Jixiang's explosive momentum that he is a more powerful man than General Stuttering. It's no wonder that this guy has been able to live leisurely for many years, even in a foreign country. Able to live like a god.

For this kind of person, we must look for flaws in his soul and open the window of his soul. Zhang Yang always believes that no matter he is a good person or a bad person, what he does to himself will be restricted by morality. Unlike good people, bad people put morality into their heart. It is buried deep in his heart instead of used to regulate his own behavior. It is certain that Zhang Jixiang's conscience has been condemned for so many years. Especially after he entered the realm of a strong man, the accusation of conscience should gradually deepen. .

After all, humans are advanced animals with integrity. As time goes by, many people will easily discover their conscience.

A person who can enter the realm of the strong must have a different ideological realm than the idea of ​​annihilating the Han Dynasty when war broke out.

Han Jian is also a human being, Han Jian will also have psychological flaws, and Han Jian may also have his conscience discovered.

"It's here, it's finally here. I've been waiting for almost a century..." Zhang Jixiang lowered his head slightly, a complex expression flashed across his bulging face, and his eyebrows and beard, which were originally tense, also drooped. , the tall figure suddenly became rickety.

"What is supposed to come will eventually come. When you stabbed the dagger into General Qi's abdomen, you should have thought of today." Zhang Yang's deep gaze always looked at Zhang Jixiang's eyes, as if to pierce his soul.

"Well, what comes is bound to come. Now that it has come, let's put an end to it completely." Zhang Jixiang's mood only dropped for a moment, and he immediately regained his composure.

…

Zhang Yang's body moved slowly. He and Aze and Xiaolizi formed a triangular defense line. As they gradually exited the wooden house, Zhang Yang kept calculating the positions of the three of them. He was shocked to find that Zhang Jixiang Although he had a lonely expression on his face, his mental strength did not slacken at all, and he always locked onto them tightly. The distance between them was always controlled within an attackable range...

This is a person with a very strong willpower, and the outside world cannot affect his thoughts at all.

It is difficult for anyone to maintain a calm mind when encountering someone seeking revenge. What's more, Liu Biao just killed someone who seemed to be very close to Zhang Jixiang. However, Zhang Jixiang still maintained a clear mind, and Zhang Yang could not get over it. It put him under psychological pressure, so much so that Zhang Yang's psychological suggestions had no effect at all.

This is a difficult person to deal with, Zhang Yang is sure of it.

The other two people also followed Zhang Jixiang step by step, their plain facial features gradually showing their sharpness.

A murderous aura filled the air.

It seems that it is a bit redundant to say anything now. The only result is a life and death fight.

This will be a very tough battle!

Zhang Yang's meticulous brain was frantically calculating the positions of several people and calculating the best angle of attack.

However, it is a pity that the distance between the six people is always a very dangerous melee distance except for a little distance when they come out of the wooden house.

This is the result of distance that Zhang Yang does not want to see.

Although Zhang Yang has a certain tacit understanding with Aze, he has not yet reached a tacit understanding with Xiao Lizi. A melee between six people will only make him lose his advantage, because it is very obvious that Zhang Jixiang and the three of them seem to have a tacit understanding, and they are like a team between advance and retreat. Overall, it seems that they have known each other for some years...

The war is raging.

A Ze and Xiao Lizi's faces were full of solemn expressions. They all felt a powerful pressure. The three of them now formed a battle formation. Zhang Yang stood at the front. The two of them stood behind Zhang Yang and had a feeling. The feeling of suffocation shows how much pressure Zhang Yang, standing at the front, has to endure.

finally.

Zhang Yang stopped retreating, and Zhang Jixiang and the others completely walked out from under the eaves of the wooden house.

The air was extremely oppressive, and some of the surrounding animals became silent, while some birds were frightened by the desolate atmosphere and flew away...

"Who goes first?"

To Zhang Yang's surprise, a strong man behind Zhang Jixiang suddenly took a step forward.

This was a big surprise to Zhang Yang. According to Zhang Yang's idea, it was impossible for the other party to fight alone. After all, they had a tacit understanding of group fighting, so there was no need to choose to fight alone.

Why?

Zhang Yang frantically calculated various possible surnames, but with no results, it seemed that this did not make sense.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat as he thought of Liu Biao.

Although Liu Biao is not a strong man, Liu Biao is the straw, the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Due to Liu Biao's despicable sneak attacks, if two strong men fight desperately, he does have the ability to determine the outcome. the power of……

no!

Unfortunately, in this flash of lightning, Zhang Yang's decision was still a step too late. At this time, Aze had already walked out.

"I'll do it!" Aze took a step forward with an indifferent expression.

Aze is not good at using tricks. Aze's strengths are tolerance and hard work. Therefore, when the opponent proposes a one-on-one challenge, Aze is the first to think of using this opportunity to advance to the next level.

After reaching the realm of the strong, every step forward is extremely difficult, and it is not easy for a strong person to find an opponent to challenge. Therefore, many strong people will always stay in the realm of breakthrough after breaking through the realm of the strong.

As a strong person, it is not easy to find a suitable opponent to challenge. You must know that there are only more than 20 strong people in the world. In addition, there are constraints from the law of the strong, so it is difficult for strong people to challenge each other. Perhaps, the lifelong wish of many strong men is to find an evenly matched opponent to compete with, but most of this small wish cannot be realized...

In fact, Zhang Yang also misunderstood the strong man. The strong man had the same idea as Aze. It is a common problem of every strong man to be happy when he is hunting.

Zhang Yang took a step back, but he did not stop Aze.

From a military point of view, if you stop Aze, it will be equivalent to destroying Aze's morale.

"It's time for a strong man to break out again." The middle-aged strong man with a mediocre look suddenly sighed.

"The explosive period of the strong?" Aze was stunned, and Zhang Yang and the others were also stunned.

"In the history of mankind, there have been many outbreaks of strong people. During the outbreak of strong people, the number of people who broke through to the realm of strong people increased exponentially."

"Tell me about it." Aze's eyes became sharper and sharper, as if they were two blades.

"At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, there was a period of outbreak in China. At this time, China was filled with smoke, warlords, internal and external troubles. However, at this time, countless powerful figures appeared, and these figures were attached to the warlords and nobles. There are also some foreign forces, because it is this force that has influenced China's modern history, and the one who has benefited the most is Mr. Sun Yat-sen..."

"This is the first period of strong men breaking out in modern history. China has been separatized by foreign forces for a long time, which resulted in the emergence of some heroes. The second time can be traced back to World War II. At this time, strong men emerged in the early Republic of China. A lot of warlords were consumed in successive rounds of melee, and China's political system gradually tended to be unified. At this time, there were only two parties fighting. The warlords were still nominally under the control of the central government... That is, in At this time, the Second World War broke out. Facing the Japanese aggression, China once again ushered in a strong outbreak. This strong outbreak once again changed the history of China. Even , changed the history of the world..."

"You guys, this is the third time!" There was a look of loneliness on the middle-aged man's face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Does the three of us represent the outbreak of the strong?" Aze stared at the middle-aged man with his deep eyes.

"Do you know how long it takes to create a strong person?"

"Do you know how long it takes to cultivate to the level of a strong person?"

"On Mandalay Mountain, there are seven masters who are infinitely close to the powerful. They were infinitely close to the realm of the powerful fifty years ago. Now, they are dying, but they are still stuck at the infinitely close to the powerful. In other words, they have no hope of breaking through to the realm of the strong in this life, and I am one hundred and twenty-one years old. In my life, I have never seen three young people break through at the same time. The realm of the strong." The middle-aged man sighed deeply.

"What's the matter?" Aze's murderous intent spread crazily.

"I am Thai. When I was looking up the ancient history of Thailand, there was an ancient book that talked about the strong men in China. There is a kind of cell in the blood of the Chinese people. When a crisis comes, this cell will automatically divide and explode with potential. , and the ancient books recording this story were very far back. At that time, humans did not even know the word "cell"... Mr. Zhang, after this battle, no matter I win or lose, I will leave here. China has a population of 1.3 billion. Thailand only has more than 60 million people. It is really not suitable to join the battle of strong men in your country. Thailand has only produced three strong men in its two hundred years of history, while China has more than a hundred..." The middle-aged man said with a smile. With a wry smile, he knew his status very well. In Thailand, he was a god-like existence, but compared with China's huge base of powerful people, he was nothing.

Of course, what middle-aged people are most afraid of is the ancient legend.

Every outbreak of the strong is a disaster!

The middle-aged man who has experienced almost two strong outbreaks knows very well that in the general trend, the power of a single strong person appears to be so fragile, and he does not want to get involved in the general battle between strong people.

"Thank you!" Zhang Jixiang saluted with a serious look on his face. Obviously, his status is not higher than that of this Thai man. This Thai man is just a helper.

The middle-aged man returned the gesture with fists clasped, an apologetic expression on his face. Seeing this expression, Zhang Yang suddenly understood that he was still being tricked by General Than Shwe. Presumably, these two strong men were the helpers called by Zhang Jixiang.

Astonishingly, just as the middle-aged man put down his hand, a strong murderous intention spread in the air, and the air suddenly turned cold...

A huge pressure rushed towards Aze.

Almost at the same time, the momentum that Aze had accumulated long ago also pounced forward.

"Peng!"

There was an explosion sound in the air, and before the two of them fought, they were forced to take two steps back at the same time by the opponent's release of momentum.

"good!"

"good!"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's body moved, and his not majestic body rushed toward Aze like a tornado.

Aze didn't move, his eyes were burning like a ball of flames, and his fists were clenching. As long as he had enough strength, he would definitely be able to do it. Aze felt the gap between them, but... Ze's perseverance kept his mental strength from wavering at all...

Close, punch!

Suddenly, Aze's pupils tightened, and he saw a spear that shone with silver light. The tip of the spear was extremely sharp, cutting a thin line in the air, like a silver lightning piercing Aze's fist...

The silver starlight flew through the sky like a god of death in the night, and the high-speed airflow passed over the sharp edges and thorns of the starlight, making a whining sound, which was breathtaking!

…

Zhang Yang, who was still thinking about the strong man's explosive history mentioned by the middle-aged man, was also attracted by the impressive spear.

This is an elusive shot.

At first, no one noticed that this middle-aged man had a gun on him. This gun seemed to appear from the void. It was not only a surprise for Aze, but also for everyone. You know, usually after breaking through the realm of the strong, most people would be surprised. Some strong men will give up their weapons. After all, for a truly strong man, anything can become a deadly weapon in an instant. There is no need to carry weapons with him, even with a dagger and the like. Small arms, this kind of long gun is not considered at all.

Zhang Yang quickly noticed that this was a very delicate long gun, blue and white, and it should be made of stretchable lightweight steel.

The moment Zhang Yang's eyes caught the spear that was stabbing Aze at a high speed, Aze's body suddenly leaned back, dodging the lightning and thundering shot.

However, this was the first shot. The silver gun head suddenly retracted and then came out, like a poisonous snake, spitting its tongue.

Silver flowers bloomed one after another in the night sky, which was extremely eye-catching. Under these dazzling flowers, there was a thin young man, like a boat in a storm, swaying from side to side, as dense as raindrops. Looking for gaps among ordinary flowers...

Zhang Yang forcibly controlled the beating of his heart, and his palms were already sweating.

Aze is very dangerous now, and Zhang Yang wants to take action, but he has no chance. A pair of sinister eyes are always staring at him. Zhang Yang believes that as long as he makes the slightest move, he will incur Zhang Jixiang's thunderous attack.

Now, the only one who has a chance is Liu Biao.

It's a pity that the middle-aged man is not the young man who was stabbed to death by Liu Biao. He is a strong man, and it is difficult for Liu Biao to find an opening.

The most important thing is that if Liu Biao takes action, he is likely to be attacked by two other strong men. With Liu Biao's skills, it is impossible to resist the attacks of two strong men at the same time. Even Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi can't resist. .

Now, I can only rely on Aze.

Of course, there is still a last resort, and that is a melee, with several people swarming up together!

This is the last option.

Zhang Yang's eyes were fixed on the two figures jumping like lightning. He knew that Aze's current weapon, no matter what it was, as long as it was a weapon.

Waist knife!

However, Aze had no chance to take out his ever-present sword...

The speed of the spear was too fast, and the silver tip of the spear covered almost ten square meters in the violent storm. Aze's thin body could not make any other movements except to dodge.

Slowly, the range controlled by the spear became smaller and smaller, and the silver light spots became more dense.

There was a sinister smile on the middle-aged man's face. He could already feel that the target was breathing heavily, and he felt that the opponent's stride was getting more and more erratic.

He believed that within a minute, his spear would be stained with the blood of a strong man...

Awesome!

The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat. He felt as if the other party had stepped on something and staggered. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Put away the gun!

Get out the gun!

The spear is like a bright flash of lightning in the night...

bingo!

The middle-aged man felt the feeling of the spear piercing his skin and piercing his bones...

Sudden!

He saw a pair of cold eyes, as if there was no life in them.

He suddenly had a strong premonition of danger.

Why?

Why do you feel this way?

It’s a long story, but in fact, everything happened in a flash of lightning. The middle-aged man’s pupils suddenly shrank into a thin slit, like a pinhole.

He saw a cold light shooting over like a meteor from the sky.

It's too fast.

Unbelievably fast, the cold light in the pupils enlarged, enlarged...

Release the gun, step back...

The middle-aged man is worthy of being an old monster over a hundred years old, with quite a lot of actual combat experience. Immediately, he made the optimal choice, gave up the spear in his hand, and his whole body suddenly flew upside down. The meteor-like edge was almost close to his body. It flew out from his forehead, and the middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead and back. It was so dangerous...

Just when the middle-aged man could barely avoid Aze's waist knife, Aze made a strange move. He turned around. Just when everyone thought he was running away, Aze suddenly slapped him with his right hand. On the silver spear stuck in his left arm,

"brush!"

The silver gun passed through the arm, and the blue and white gun body also turned bloody. The blood gun turned into a dotted line and shot towards the middle-aged man who had just avoided the waist knife...

The middle-aged man looked at the bloody spear flying over in surprise. He had only raised his hand halfway, and a bit of cold light from the tip of the spear had already passed through his chest, and blood shot into the night sky...

The middle-aged man has tried his best to retreat, but his body is in a floating state with no relay point. It will take some time for the body to reach its maximum speed. Although this time is very short and can be almost ignored in normal times, at this moment, this Just a few tenths of a second became the most fatal moment!

His broad chest was penetrated, and the sound of bone cracking was so unfamiliar. The huge tearing feeling suddenly stopped him in his mind, and then the overwhelming pain overwhelmed him like a tide, making him almost suffocate. That was it. A stagnation made his mind sober for a very short time!

He saw that under the moonlight, the young man was cleaning the bloody hole on his arm with an indifferent expression, methodically, as if he could not feel the slightest pain...

He was defeated, he was defeated by a young strong man.

Could it be that the ancient legend is true?

The rise of new people must step on the corpses of old people?

The feeling of weakness became heavier and heavier, blood was coughed out from his mouth desperately, and his outstretched hands seemed to be getting heavier and heavier. Gradually, the thin figure seemed to have walked into the fog, and as his life passed by A little blurry, until it dissipates!

(To be continued)