Qinglong hung up his mobile phone, raised his hand casually, and summoned Xuanwu and Suzaku over.

"We are going to the martial arts arena now, and the White Tiger has a life-and-death battle with others." Qinglong said in a loud voice.

Suzaku's face changed slightly, revealing a cold voice: "The White Tiger has just developed a killing momentum and is in a stable period, how can it easily compete with others?" Who is the other party? ”

Xuanwu showed a hint of surprise and said, "The White Tiger has just joined the army king, and his sharpness is the heaviest. Looking at the army, is there anyone else who is his opponent? ”

The Killing Soldier King is the most difficult to cultivate, and the regular army cannot be cultivated in normal training.

If you can't develop a killing momentum, how can you be the opponent of the White Tiger?

Qinglong said in a deep voice: "Big boss, please general, the other party is also the king of soldiers." The white tiger wants to fight, but the other party is the king of soldiers. ”

"Such a person should not be blasphemed, just like the grandmasters of the national arts in the past. Grandmasters, do not blaspheme. Otherwise, if you don't agree with each other, you will decide to live and die, and you will not stop without seeing blood! ”

The white tiger was full of vigor and angered the other party in his words. The other party proposes a duel and does not die. The big boss asked for my opinion. Qinglong's deep voice said.

"Killing? When did the military emerge with such a powerful role? Before, why haven't you heard of it before? Xuanwu was surprised.

"The one who kills the might. Qinglong, are you sure? Suzaku's stunning face glowed with an icy aura.

It is too difficult to become a soldier king with killing power, they are all talented, and in a specific environment, perseverance, more than ten years like a day, it took them to develop their current killing power.

Qinglong's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "What the big boss said can't be wrong." Let's go. Let's go and see what kind of killing power the big boss asks the person to kill. In any case, it is a blessing for the country to give birth to a soldier king with the power to kill. ”

Xuanwu nodded and said, "Finally, another soldier king has appeared. Each soldier king can only cultivate a kind of killing power, which can also be said to be a kind of totem worship. We in China have always worshiped wolves, tigers, Xuanwu and other totems. This is spiritual faith. What will be the killing power of this soldier king? It's really exciting. ”

Suzaku's bright eyes flashed, and he said flatly: "It's very good to kill the king of soldiers." ”

The three of them immediately turned around, jumped into the warrior car, and went straight to the martial arts arena.

When Qinglong and the others went straight to the martial arts arena, Long Kuanhai and the others sent the body of the Dragon God of War to the crematorium.

At this moment, Long Kuanhai seemed to be 20 years old. He was only 48 years old, but he looked like an old man in his 60s.

He looked at the corpse of the dragon god of war, old tears were in his eyes, and his sadness was self-evident.

This is his proudest son. Once a genius boy in the capital, he could have had a very bright future and become a strong man.

However, he is now dead! Nothing is possible.

Once, Long Kuanhai pinned all his hopes on the Dragon God of War. Now, the white-haired man sends the black-haired man!

Long Kuanhai hates! But there is nothing he can do, he can't avenge his son, even if the killer stands in front of him.

With the death of the Dragon God of War, Long Kuanhai finally felt that he was old and didn't want to ask about the ups and downs.

His only son now, Long Yan, stood by his side.

Long Kuanhai, who was in silence, suddenly roared: "Long Yan, you have to remember today's shame!" Men can only grow if they remember shame. ”

"Lying in front of you is the big brother who grew up with you! Remember how he died, it was the man who killed him! ”

"Remember, our Long family has no bad seeds!"

Long Kuanhai roared angrily, how he wished that his son could come back to life, and call himself a father again.

However, it is no longer possible.

Long Yan didn't say anything, if it was someone else, even if he fought for his own life, he would have to avenge his eldest brother, but why Lu Feng!

Why!

Long Yan really didn't know what to do?

They watched the corpse of the dragon god of war slowly pushed into the crematorium, their expressions solemn and indescribably sad.

Beside the fire, a fireman in his forties looked at the corpse of the Dragon God of War and said to himself, "It's a pity that such a young man died like this." It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Suddenly, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, his right hand grabbed the fireman's throat at lightning speed.

The fireman didn't react at all, his five fingers like iron claws grabbed his throat, and he was about to shout when he heard a click.

The fireman could hear the sound of his neck being twisted.

How so?

The fireman didn't understand until he died, why could a dead person come back to life? Why did the other party kill themselves? I have no grievances with him.

The fireman could only go and ask Hades why.

The dragon god of war was pinching the opponent's neck, turned over and stood up from the pushing bed, supported the opponent's body, put it on the ground, quickly took off the opponent's clothes, and put them on himself.

Long Zhan grabbed the fireman and threw it into the furnace, he stared at the red flames in the furnace, under the flames, the corpse made a snapping sound, and kept disappearing in the flames.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Dragon God of War, the murderous aura was soaring, and then the breath was dead, and the shape of a skeleton was flickering strangely in the pupils.

The image of the skeleton is getting clearer and clearer, and the obsession of the Dragon God of War is getting stronger and stronger, and it is becoming more and more persistent, just like the killing momentum that Lu Feng developed when he killed the four quasi-soldier kings.

A cold and gloomy aura gradually emanated from the Dragon God of War's body, and this aura became heavier and heavier......

For a moment, the silent dragon god of war laughed wildly in a low voice, and a terrible sound came out of his throat, which was terrifying.

"Lu Feng, I should thank you, I have finally become the king of soldiers! My killing power is the skeleton of the living dead! Everyone is a skeleton to me, a living skeleton. The eyes of the dragon god of war revealed a strong confidence.

However, the Dragon God of War revealed another doubt, his master once said: "The king of soldiers can only develop a killing momentum." But why did he see at least two killing forces in his eyes! ”

The Dragon God of War thought that when Lu Feng was looking at him, he clearly felt the different breaths in Lu Feng's eyes.

You can't go wrong with that.

The dragon god of war put away his faith, twisted his neck, and was shocked to find that his neck couldn't stand upright, like a hunchback!

He tried to straighten up, but he couldn't.

Although his secret technique was terrifying, Lu Feng was too ruthless and fast.

At the moment of his life, he contracted successfully, but because he had been in a coma for too long, his bones could not recover, and he gradually set shape at the joints, and he could not recover.

The dragon god of war was originally tall and handsome, with a straight waist. But now he was hunched over, and looked like a little old man from behind.

In the absence of the previous handsome chic!

A cold light appeared in the eyes of the Dragon God of War, and the angry flames in his heart became more and more intense.

"You wait! I'll leave you with nothing! The cold voice of the dragon god of war rang out in the room.