The Admiral Comes to the City

“Dragon team, just before, Wang Shao joined the battlefield.”

Fang Hongming walked in and said with a dull expression.

“Uh, got it.”

Long Yunyun sighed in her heart.

No wonder no wonder…

While shocked in her heart, she also had a matter of heart.

The bigwigs of the military before were always beating Wang Xuan’s idea, although it was not out of malice, but it was bound to cause Wang Xuan’s disgust.

Now after seeing Wang Xuan’s incomparably strong character and means, those military people should obediently shut their mouths. Ba, no longer dared to mention the name of Wang Xuan.

“Then where is Wang Xuan now?”

Long Yunyun asked.

“According to the reaction of the front-line intelligence officers, after repelling the leader of the opposing side, he also disappeared and seemed to be chasing in the direction of the Eastern Ocean.”

Fang Hongming said.

At this moment, a life-and-death struggle is underway on the vast sea.

An Bei Qingming summoned a bird-like god and rushed through the air.

Behind him was Wang Xuan, who was in hot pursuit.

“Damn, speed up a little more!”

An Beiqingming roared in panic.

He desperately found that the other party did not seem to intend to let him go at all.

“Hmph, it’s pretty fast.”

Wang Xuan snorted coldly.

Long-distance running is not his strong point, and now he can only catch up by relying on the “shaving” and “moon steps” in the six styles, and the speed cannot be improved.

However, An Beiqingming seems to have exerted his full strength.

Although he can’t help him for a while, there is always a time to catch up.

“My God, why hasn’t he given up yet?”

An Beiqingming collapsed again.

Along the way, he tried all kinds of ways to escape capture.

But Wang Xuan relied on seeing and hearing the domineering, and saw through the other party’s tricks again and again, so that An Aiqing understood that he was busy.

At this moment, An Bei’s physical strength was almost exhausted.

Wang Xuan, on the other hand, was still energetic and did not look tired at all.

“It’s not a way to go on like this, no, it seems that the last resort will have to be used.”

An Weiqingming looked at the figure behind him, revealing a look of unwillingness and sadness.

He gritted his teeth and finally made a decision.

“Go home!”

An Qingming urged the god and rushed in the direction of his old nest.

Both of them were frighteningly fast, and after more than an hour, they appeared above the courtyard of An Bei’s house.

“You kind of come with me.”

An Beiqingming sneered and hooked his finger at Wang Xuan.

“What the hell is this guy doing?”

Wang Xuan naturally would not be provoked by the other party’s senseless provocation.

He saw An Bei hiding in an underground mausoleum, so he followed all the way.

The yin here is very heavy, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

It was dark all around, and five fingers could not be seen.

Wang Xuan did not panic at all, simply closed his eyes directly, and unfolded his domineering appearance.

“Huh? Can’t sense his breath? ”

He couldn’t help but frown.

An Beiqingming’s aura disappeared without warning, appearing very sudden.

But Wang Xuan was sure that An Bei was definitely still in this mausoleum and did not escape.

At this time, an eerie aura came out from the direction of the center of the mausoleum.

“This is…”

At this moment, Wang Xuan sensed a familiar but unfamiliar aura.

An Beiqingming is there.

It’s just that his current state seems to be very strange, as if he has changed to another person all of a sudden.

“Hahaha, Wang Xuan, you forced me!”

An Beiqingming suddenly let out a rampant laugh.

“I just said, the existence that can confront Tanjun will definitely not be so weak, and there are really hidden killing moves.”

Wang Xuan was not worried and rejoicing.

After all, invincibility is a very lonely thing. Lonely things.

Since returning to this world, except for Tanjun, who can barely fight him, the other opponents are too weak.

At this moment, the aura exuded by An Beiqingming was not comparable to the peak. The peak state of the tanjun is worse.

Wang Xuan was very excited because of this.

Finally waited for one who could fight!

“You’re not afraid? It’s arrogant, but you’ll definitely regret it! ”

An Beiqing smiled viciously, and then let out a terrifying roar.

The next moment, the entire mausoleum suddenly lit up.

I saw An Qingming’s body emitting this strange light, floating leisurely in the air, looking like he had lost his soul.

“Ugh!”

Finally, he let out a heaven-shaking roar, which nearly collapsed the mausoleum.

“Huh? How did this man become bald? ”

Wang Xuan said unexpectedly.

An Qingming’s image has completely changed, and he is no longer the thin and weak appearance of yin and yang strange before.

In his place was an old monk with white lips.

“Wang Xuan, do you still recognize me?”

The old monk opened his eyes and said with a dark smile.

He made two voices at the same time, in addition to An Bei’s own, there was also a very low and old voice.

This old monk looked solemn, but the gloomy aura on his body had an expression, and this person was An Weiqing.

“Is this your last resort? Sure enough, it’s a bit magical. ”

Wang Xuan smiled lightly, revealing an interested look.

“Hmph, this is the back hand I prepared before my death, but I didn’t expect to use it today.”

An Beiqingming snorted coldly.

His eyes showed a fierce light, and he couldn’t wait to tear Wang Xuan to pieces in an instant. _

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