Ruan Qingshan is the god of war of the wolf country in the end, and he has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his ability to fight is still good.

He quickly recovered from his shock and immediately ordered his men to twist into a rope to resist the eighteen horsemen in the north.

At the same time, he turned his head to look at Chen Ning, with killing intent.

Chen Ning's subordinates are very powerful, he decided to take action personally, as long as Chen Ning is taken, then Chen Ning's guards and knights will immediately give up resistance and raise their hands to surrender.

Ruan Qingshan said coldly: "Boy, your subordinates are not bad, no wonder you have the capital to fight against Mr. Li." ”

"It's a pity that you met me, suffer death!"

Ruan Qingshan said, there was a loud bang under his feet, the ground collapsed, and the earth trembled.

His whole body was like a cannonball, shooting towards Chen Ning.

Li Zichen and his subordinates were surging and excited when they saw it, thinking: The God of War of the Wolf Country, the strength is extraordinary.

Chen Ning stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Ruan Qingshan, the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "The pearl of rice grains also shines." ”

"Wolf Road Killing Fist!"

Ruan Qingshan shot angrily, as soon as he made a move, it was his killer weapon, a wolf killing fist.

I saw him swing out with a punch, and the fist drove the airflow, making a sharp whistling sound of airflow, like a ghost crying wolf.

Seeing this, Li Zichen and the others couldn't help but exclaim: "What an amazing punch, the strength of the God of War of the Wolf Country, it really is not covered." ”

At this time, Chen Ning also made a move.

Chen Ning took a step forward, raised his hand and punched out, looking a little casual.

But this seemingly fluttering punch implied a tsunami-like strength.

Ruan Qingshan felt that the fist wind was blowing in his face, he had just come into contact with the fist wind, his face changed drastically in an instant, and he was stunned on the spot.

He screamed in fright, urged all the strength of his body, and his fist speed increased, smashing towards Chen Ning.

Rumble!

The fists of the two collided together, and there was a muffled thunderous sound.

Ruan Qingshan felt a powerful force surging from Chen Ning's fist.

His right arm was unbearable and exploded.

"Ahh

In the shocked eyes of everyone at the scene, Ruan Qingshan let out a miserable scream, and the whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

Ruan Qingshan's right arm was directly gone, blood was dripping, his face was full of pain, and his eyes were full of fear and looked at Chen Ning.

Li Zichen and Ruan Qingshan's subordinates were all stunned.

The dignified God of War of the Wolf Country, when he used the famous stunt Wolf Dao Killing Punch, his right arm was actually blown away by the opponent's punch.

Oh my!

This Chen Ning is too strong!

Ruan Qingshan's face was full of ashes, he looked at Chen Ning in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Who are you, there are not many people in the world who can beat me like this with one punch!" ”

Chen Ning said calmly: "You are a rat like you, you don't deserve to know my identity. ”

Rat!

Ruan Qingshan's expression was complicated, this was the second time that Chen Ning had called him a rat.

He couldn't help but think of Chen Ning's statement that three years ago, he teamed up with the masters of the Eighteen Kingdoms to form an alliance to attack the young marshal of the northern border, and finally he was so frightened that he threw away his allies and ran around in embarrassment.

He looked at Chen Ning's appearance in front of him again, and soon, Chen Ning's appearance merged with the god of war in the northern realm who was wearing a handsome robe three years ago.

Bang!

Ruan Qingshan trembled, and a thunderbolt thunderbolt in his mind.

Chen Ning turned out to be the young marshal of the northern realm, the Chinese god of war who is talked about by the world's powerhouses!

He shouted loudly: "You, you, you, you are the young marshal of the Northern Territory, the god of war in China." ”