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The end of life is death, who wants to die?

Even if you die of natural old age, you will struggle to death before you die, and die unwillingly.

Unwilling, infinitely greedy for that anger, and even fantasized about living again.

Reborn in the most brilliant era of life, unload all childishness, and live a beautiful life.

When the scenery is in good times, it is best to never fade.

Yang Guan is in the prime of life, he has worries in his heart, nothing to do, and a vision for a better future, so he is naturally unwilling, undaring, cannot, and afraid of death.

Therefore, in the face of the bomber falling and the crisis of bomb bombing, the unwillingness to grow wildly and arouse a potential in a desperate situation.

With an unwilling roar, a surging force ignited in the body, and it instantly filled every cell.

It's like a cannonball that ignites a primer, igniting the gunpowder that pushes the warhead, and the moment it burns, expands, and is ready to fire.

The vitality of the cells is stimulated, the rhythm of the pieces is continuous, and the body of the chain belt trembles, as if there is a backlog of power that breaks through the sky.

If it doesn't explode, it has the intuition of self-detonation, like a balloon that has inflated to the extreme, and if it has a trace more, it will burst.

It's hard and needs to be vented......

Yes, with both feet on the ground, stepping on the footprints half a foot deep, alternating alternately, taking steps forward and shooting, the pace gradually increases.

One meter, one meter five, two meters two, three meters one ......

The body flashed as his feet galloped, leaving only an afterimage that flashed like lightning.

Speeding at great speed, it set off a vortex of sand and dust, rolling behind him, like a time and space tunnel, surging uncertainly.

At this time, the falling bomber gradually moved to the ground, carrying a huge impact force, emitting a wave of hot air, and falling like a meteor catching the moon.

After glancing at it, his heart was shocked, and he invisibly increased his explosive power, urging the body to increase his speed.

A wave of heat was felt on the surface of the body, perhaps it was the feeling of rubbing the air at a high speed, or maybe it was the heat caused by the crash.

The waves of fire carried by the crash illuminated a large sand tide, which was red, causing the sand and dust to shine.

The sight and feeling are just a moment, and the mind touches a few times.

The crash crashed to the ground in a trembling heart, and the two sides touched, and a loud "boom" broke out, shaking the whole land and soaring into the sky.

Suddenly, a pillar of fire burst up, which could be more than ten meters high, and spread in all directions in the fall, like a column of water and a whirlpool set off by a boulder falling into the water.

Accompanied by a violent shock wave, combined with sand and dust, mixed with debris and debris, it tumbled and shot away.

There was only one voice in the air, "Whoo" raging in all directions, devouring souls.

The sound of the explosion prompted him to glance and see a large piece of fiery red iron tumbling towards him, and danger was coming.

Bow your head, hunch your waist, and roll forward quickly.

The iron piece flew over the body with a "whoosh", almost against the back, and the burning sensation was very strong, and the body was sweating.

Before thinking about whether the sweat was hot or frightened, his eyes once again caught another crisis.

I saw more than a dozen fiery red fragments shoot out, in the shape of a net, three squares, shrouded and attacked.

It's really a disaster, and there are many crises.

The body that rolls forward in the air, and when it detects a crisis, it suddenly swings the heavy machine gun, and the body rolls to the left side with inertia.

The reaction was timely, flashing most of the fragments, and three were still there.

The right hand jerked the heavy machine gun and headed it towards the three fragments.

The "clanging" sound resolved the crisis, and the body was shaken by the debris, and he quickly left this dangerous area.

However, the crisis still exists, and the special care of aerial bombs is ushered in.

The aerial bombs that came from one person, less than five meters apart, fell to the ground one after another like scattering beans.

Accompanied by the thunder of "boom", it spread and raged on the land, exploding in pieces.

The earth was groaning and trembling, and the surface was brutally peeled away, torn high in the air, and could be more than ten meters high.

The flat ground was rippling, the earth was boiling like waves in an instant, and a sandstorm enveloped a large area.

After experiencing a bomb bombing, I have a certain immunity to this sound that shook the sky.

However, a large piece of shrapnel is flying sideways, it can't be stopped, looking at it is terrifying, listening to the flesh beating, what should I do?

When he was struggling, the bomb exploded, the fire flashed, and the luminosity disappeared in a flash.

The eye catches a pit in the flash.

Without thinking, his feet stepped on the ground in a row, and his body flashed towards the pit, which was already in place, right in front of him.

At this moment, the dense shrapnel was already approaching, with a devouring sharpness, and the "Xiuxiu" swirled and flew in.

Damn, it's just one step away, Lao Tzu is out of the way.

One step at the end of the world, comparable to the line of life and death, he has escaped countless catastrophes in a row, and it is only a few seconds.

In this extremely limited time, it was a century for him, including long trials such as suffering, struggle, struggle, desperate, Jedi outbreak, etc.

Yes, he didn't run out of the shadow of death, but more than two hundred meters, it seemed far away, but it was actually close at hand.

For a bomber in the air, two hundred meters is nothing, and the fuselage shakes a distance that can be reached.

Therefore, the bomber's attack strength was aimed at fixed targets, not in pursuit warfare, simply because of the lack of accuracy.

At this moment, Yang Guan was forced to a desperate situation by dense shrapnel, there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid the situation, and if he accepted his fate, he would die, and there was only one fight.

I saw that he quickly pulled out his katana, swirled in a rotating manner, and instantly burst out with the power of his whole body, causing the katana to lose its trace.

A round wheel of green shadows appeared, shrapnel arrived, and the two collided, sounding the sound of "clanging" and gold and iron.

The sharp blade cut through the shrapnel, breaking and collapsing, splashing a spark like a rotating firework.

The gold and iron fireworks were short-lived, and in less than three seconds, everything was back to normal.

survived the crisis safely, and didn't care about a cold sweat, and quickly jumped into the pit for refuge.

Leaning on the surface of the pit wall, the whole body is rhythmic, and the heartbeat is "bang" and powerful, agitating like a storm, prompting the blood to flow endlessly.

There was no time to pay attention to the changes in his body, and his five senses were fully activated to guard against the crisis, and his eyes stared upwards, searching for the shadow of the bomber.

The sand and dust are thick and turbulent, covering everything and making it almost invisible.

Bombs roared, the earth cracked, and bombers roared in the air, causing the earth to groan and wail.

It was as if the whole world was trembling, and the mountains were collapsing and the earth was cracking, which was quite apocalyptic.

After a while, the sound of bombs breaking through the air was weakening, and the sound of bombers was getting longer.

The bomber dropped all the bombs, and that was an ornament, and Lao Tzu's chance to take revenge came.

The body sped up quickly, running as fast as it could, his eyes roaming the air, reaching the top of the two hills.

Rushing through the sand waves, I also saw bombers, which dropped their bombs and made a gesture of preparing to evacuate.

Good opportunity, quickly raise the gun to aim, lock on to the target, and then pull the trigger, all in one go.

The bullet of revenge "da-da-da" burst out...... (To be continued.) )