The King of Special Warfare

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Retreating.

Running away.

Before retreating and advancing, it was almost constant. The distance of several hundred meters was not too far or too close. It was neither far nor near.

In front of it is the boundless woods, and the dazzling sun is reflecting, the dense mottled tree shadows are scattered on the ground, the light is uncertain, but the back is already a piece of yellow sand.

Trees of different sizes, large and small, have been completely decomposed into unrecognizable debris, the grass has completely disappeared, the soil has lost its activity, the water has been completely evaporated, and the yellow sand on the ground has been scattered around. The grit tumbled in the wind, reflecting a light dazzling than the sun.

Strands of flames twitched among the fine sand, and the flames gradually faded from orange-red, and eventually became transparent. When the flames were about to disappear completely, the faint blue electric light began to breed in the flames. Diffusion, more and more trees began to fall, shattered, and the lush turned into yellow sand at extremely high temperatures, like a desert.

Dozens of people ran wild in the forest without turning their heads.

Here we have reached the center of Theater Six. About three kilometers forward, they can reach the headquarters of Theater Six.

Battlefield No. 6 is the area divided by the East Island special warfare system. East Island's only invincible master Shinichi Miyamoto personally divided this battlefield of eight hundred miles into eight theaters. Battlefield six refers to this area of ​​approximately three The ten-kilometer mountain forest, in terms of location, is already out of the battlefield.

The Promise Palace, the Royal Wind of the Wind, the Liuhuo Palace and the Kamikaze troops are all stationed in the No. 6 theater. This is not a very important theater, but since two days ago, it has been regarded as This is the beast battle zone.

Chasing and fleeing, late at night on the fourth day, Li Tianlan entered the No. 6 theater.

But who can think that this sleepy beast that many people think has no way out will be so crazy for two days and two nights?

"Aoyama approaches the headquarters."

"Fei Yu approaches the command."

"Request support."

The fleeing team kept moving forward, and the rush for help continued to reach the headquarters a few kilometers away.

"How's it going?"

The rustle of the walkie-talkie sounded, and a depressing cold voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Loss is heavy, ask for support!"

Aoyama's voice passed without a pause. He came from the East Island's most powerful martial arts palace, and was close to the strength of the thunderstorm stabilization period. It can be said to be an important master in the entire East Island special warfare system. .

But at this moment, the tall swordsman from the Promise Palace was so embarrassed that blood flowed from all over his body, his face was completely covered with blood, and his eyes stained with blood flowers continued to flash, all It's all naked fright and despair.

"We'll be right there, the final battle!"

In the intercom, the suppressed voice sounded again, but the sound seemed extremely dry.

Qingshan smiled bitterly, but didn't dare to turn around, and only roared arrogantly: "Target Command, sprint at full speed!"

His voice was high, but he was not at all confident.

The headquarters is close at hand, but Qingshan has no sense of security.

Commander-in-chief of the 6th theater code is Moon and Sky, the first defender of the Promise Palace, a true master of half step invincibility. Aoyama itself is a master from the Promise of the Promise Palace. It is determined that the combat power of the moon and sky is still above the right wing of the Wuji Palace, but a master who is invincible in half a step is ahead, but Qingshan's heart is getting more and more frightened.

In a panic, he glanced back hurriedly.

The flames with electric light burned silently, and a large mountain forest became a desert in the engulfing of flames.

Sunset and yellow sand.

Blood cloak, silver gun.

The wind moved.

It was a vivid and weird picture. Qingshan's scalp was numb for a while, and she felt powerless for a while.

Breakthrough.

Changing.

Picture after picture flashed and annihilated in Li Tianlan's mind, day and night.

The memories that have been suppressed for many years are almost constantly emerging in his mind, and his will has broken the shackles. Many people, many things are constantly spinning in his mind. Li Tianlan's expression is numb and muddy, but the whole person is showing An indescribably harsh and insane!

"As the young master of Li's, and my grandson of Li Honghe, Tianlan, do you regret it later?"

"Dongcheng emperor chart ..."

"Tianlan, I'm sorry."

"Maybe, I was really wrong."

"It shouldn't be there, then forget it."

"You are Tianjiao, but it should not be just Li's Tianjiao. Your martial arts should not be limited to swords."

"The ultimate form of Emperor ..."

Splitting headache.

Countless memories came one after another, Li Tianlan didn't want to remember, but all kinds of memories kept impacting his mind, painful, excited, confused.

The will, which was already near the peak, was sublimated after breaking through the final yoke. Jianyi skyrocketed with pure to indomitable will, Li Tianlan broke through again, crossed the frozen ice, and approached the fire infinitely.

The surge of medicament is stimulating his nerves all the time, a big realm soaring, Li Tianlan's combat power at this time has steadily stopped in a half-step thunderstorm.

But in the messy memory, there is always a picture lingering in his mind, a picture, a sentence.

"You have to remember that what is truly invincible is not peerless or realm. For Li, invincibility is swordsmanship, and only swordsmanship!"

"what!!!"

Thoughts swelled, and the endless pain of the head spread all over the body. Li Tianlan's yelled fiercely, and the chasing figure instantly accelerated.

The distance of hundreds of meters was drawn very fast.

Both Qingshan and Feiyu died, sprinting with all their strength, and no longer even care about their subordinates.

The flames of fire filled the mountain forest behind him.

But the sharp sword tore through the air, but even faster than the fire.

That is the sword that condenses to the extreme, cold, pure, and broken everything!

"boom!"

Swords whistled and scattered, and more than a dozen elites were torn into the sky powder by the sharp and vigorous swords on the spot. The silver sharp edge passed through the sky's blood rain without stopping, and stopped directly in front of Qingshan and Feiyu.

Qingshan and Feiyu who were sprinting at full speed stopped abruptly and looked at Li Tianlan in front of her eyes, her pupils contracted.

"It's almost there, and I'll see you off the road."

Li Tianlan said lightly, the severe pain in his mind made him completely awake from the muddy state. For two days and two nights, from being hunted to hunted, scenes were replayed in his mind, and the memory became clear at the same time Vaguely, Li Tianlan also seemed to feel that some memories were leaving him.

It was a picture that he once remembered, and now it is gradually blurred.

Li Tianlan's expression was gentle and indifferent. The old pictures were disappearing and the new pictures were still appearing.

The Emperor's Ultimate Form ...

"Is that so?"

Li Tianlan whispered to himself, his arm suddenly shaken.

Absolute power was completely poured into the silver gun in his hand, and under the gradually gloomy light, the silver long gun more than two meters long seemed to light up suddenly.

Great Emperor Gun Body Shock!

The silver gun head buzzed, but the blades on both sides of the gun head suddenly extended!

After the breakthrough, the force that had approached the minefield indefinitely completely shook the Emperor's organs, and the two red gun blades suddenly stretched out.

It was two red, crystal-clear gun blades, innumerable golden complex patterns entwined on it, gorgeous and mysterious.

At this moment, the entire emperor completely changed because of two huge gun blades.

From silver guns to halberds.

Fang Tian painted the halberd!

This is the final form of the Emperor.

In the middle of it, another picture emerged from my mind.

Li Tianlan's eyes were peaceful, but his heart was turbulent.

In memory, it was still in the camp at the border.

But he saw a monk who shouldn't.

Inaction Master!

It turned out that he had met this metaphysical master before, long time ago.

In the picture, Master Wuwei seems to be saying something, but alas, Li Tianlan finally only heard four words.

Big break!

Memory is still surging.

Memories.

Forgotten.