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Chapter 297 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King (46)
The entire space felt distorted at this moment, whether it was Yuan Gui or Wu Chongxiao, all saw the ancient wildness in a daze.

"Who dares to call me here?"

The space shattered like glass, and a strong man stepped out of it, with blood-red patterns all over his body, and only his crotch was surrounded by animal skin.

"Jiang You, the ancient god of war, could be him." Yuan Gui looked at the strong man in front of him in disbelief.

"The little guy has eyesight, yet he recognizes me." Jiang You glanced at Yuan Gui with a full face.

Just at this glance, Yuan Gui seemed to see endless death.

Jiang You?

The pupils in Wu Chongxiao's eyes shrank, there was no such person in his previous life, and this ancient war god Jiang You was born out of thin air.

Although Wu Mingkong had been influenced by him before, this matter was too bizarre to be understood at all.

"I don't think that in future generations, there will be people who can train such elite soldiers. Unfortunately, mortals are mortals." Jiang You naturally knew what Yuan Gui called him for.

Hearing Jiang You's words, Wu Chongxiao couldn't help frowning.

"If you can receive my three punches, I will let you go today." Jiang You didn't care about Yuan Gui at all, although he knew that Yuan Gui wanted Wu Chongxiao's life, but he was a god of war, why should he listen to him?

Just relying on the so-called control of his system?
Back then, he dared to cut down the sky in anger, so he was still afraid of the so-called system?

On the other hand, Yuan Gui's face was ugly. He didn't expect that the recruitment order of mythical figures would actually recruit people who would not obey his orders.

"Three punches? Heh, if my elder brother is here, it's up to you." Wu Chongxiao was very disdainful. Although he knew that he might die, his mouth was still firm.

Whether it is the overlord in the previous life or the little-known big brother now, they are all unfathomable existences.

Wu Chongxiao's disdain did not anger Jiang You, but instead he laughed: "Xia Chong can't talk to Bing."

Jiang You took a step forward and clenched his right hand into a fist.

No bells and whistles, just a solid punch.

But in this fist, the power of the fist is like the collapse of the sky, the huge momentum, the mighty and ferocious savage aura rushed towards his face.

There are even cracks visible to the naked eye.

"Raise your shield, Yu."

The red light in the eyes of the Eighty Tiger Benqi couldn't help becoming more fierce under this terrifying momentum, and the ferocious tiger under his crotch roared and jumped forward.

Hu Benqi pulled out a huge bone shield from the ferocious tiger, and 80 people raised the shield together, trying to resist Jiang You's punch.

Jiang You didn't pick it, and dropped a punch, and the leader who resisted the punch was directly turned into a blood mist by the punch.

But this force did not diminish, and the remaining 79 tiger ben riders held up their giant shields and pulled Wu Chongxiao back step by step.

With the buffer of the first tiger horse that was beaten into a blood mist, although the follow-up strength was weak, blood flowers still bloomed from the body of the eighty tiger horse, and the ferocious tiger under the crotch couldn't bear it. Knelt down at one o'clock.

Wu Chongxiao, who was rescued, couldn't help swallowing. Could it be that the person Yuan Gui recruited out of thin air is really the God of War in ancient times?

Although the 79 tigers and tigers were seriously injured by this punch, they still struggled to get up.

"Raise your shield, Yu."

With such a loud roar again, they knew that they would definitely not be able to run away, without even the slightest chance.

"As mortals, you can be proud of being able to block my punch without dying."

The second punch fell, like a roar of a tiger.

Everyone present couldn't help but feel distracted for a while, as if they were alone in the wild where ancient giant beasts were rampant.

A wave of blood rose up, and the bone armor on the 79 Tiger Benqi exploded, and blood splashed out of the flesh and blood, and the tiger hide under his crotch was even more unbearable. Meat puree.

"There's still one punch, does your words count?" the leader of a tiger horse asked hoarsely.

Jiang You's face was serious. He knew that these 79 people were already on the verge of death, but they still relied on a force of will to support them.

"Of course, if this last punch survives, I will protect his life." A rare flash of focus flashed in Jiang You's eyes.

"it is good."

79 The flesh and blood on Huben Qi's body exposed to the air began to turn red, which was caused by too fast blood flow.

Now that they didn't come with armor and mounts, there was nothing they could do for this last punch except to fight with their lives.

Jiang You clenched his fist with his right hand, and his momentum seemed to start to change again.

A punch was blasted forward, and a strong air wave burst out from the fist.

With the power of this punch, the whole world seemed to be shaken, and the space was directly shattered by this punch.

The entire world seemed to tremble under the power of this punch.

79 Qi didn't react at all and was torn to pieces by the air wave. Compared with the first two punches and the third punch, it was like playing a house.

Wu Chongxiao couldn't help feeling depressed: "Brother, it seems that I am still suitable to grow up under your wings."

Looking at the horrible scene in front of him, Wu Chongxiao didn't have any dissatisfaction, he had already lived his whole life, but it was a pity that he couldn't prove that his elder brother was wrong to pass the throne to him.

"Suppressing the immortal god for thousands of years"

From the token in Wu Chongxiao's arms, seven ancient seal characters emerged, protecting Wu Chongxiao in it.

The domineering world-suppressing domain unfolded from Wu Chongxiao's body, whether it was the air wave or the collapsed space, all were suppressed in Wu Mingkong's world-suppressing domain.

"Who is it?" Jiang You yelled against the world-suppressing domains scattered in all directions.

This made Yuan Yu feel even worse. Before, he summoned Jiang You, the legendary ancient god of war, with a recruiting order of a mythical character. Later, Wu Chongxiao appeared on Wu Chongxiao's body and turned into a domain to fight back. Make Jiang You.

He is completely sure now, he must have crossed the fork, this is called Dayong's last years?

This is called the Age of Mythology, okay?

Wu Chongxiao was also dumbfounded at this time, what kind of situation is this?
What the hell are those seven gods who have lived forever?Why doesn't he know?

"Wait, big brother's token." Wu Chongxiao understood in an instant, no wonder his big brother forced him a token before taking it away.

The blood-red pattern on Jiang You's body glowed with light, and thick blood energy permeated from it.

All of a sudden, this blood energy began to wear down the Zhenshi domain.

Moreover, as the ancient god of war, the suppression of this world-suppressing domain was only a suppression, and soon he would break free, and after recovering, he would be crushed with a punch.

"what"

Jiang You was full of energy and blood, and went away alone, punching Wu Chongxiao.

The violent blood directly tore through the Zhenshi domain.

Just a little bit short, a hand quietly rested on his shoulder and grabbed his figure.

"How dare I be so crazy after growing two taels of tendon meat, I dare not."

(End of this chapter)