"Go! Go!"

Li Xianglong vomited blood and kept going backwards. At the moment, he was seriously injured. Seeing Jiang Beichen coming here, he was so angry that he couldn't help yelling at him.

Soon, the two met. Li Xianglong grabbed his arm and was ready to take him away, but he didn't want to lose it all at once.

On the contrary, Jiang Beichen took his wrist, patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "as a soldier, you have done well enough. Leave the rest to me!"

"You..."

Li Xianglong looked confused and forced. When he was about to say something, Jiang Beichen had released him and strode towards several overseas strong men!

When several overseas masters across the street saw a young man coming towards them, they immediately showed disdain on their faces.

"Jie Jie! Chinese people are really pigs. So many people are not afraid of death!"

"They call this sacrifice for justice!"

"Ha ha, isn't this death?"

"LOHA, it's up to you. End this boy's life!"

Several masters discussed and decided to let one of the youngest dark skinned men do it.

After all, it's overqualified to deal with a young man and let them do it together!

The dark skinned man named LOHA came out with his palms folded, his eyes shining with contempt.

He is a disciple of the Yoga sect in Tianzhu. He is very famous in his country. This time, he was appointed by the above to join hands with the masters of several countries to invade China!

Achieve some ulterior purposes.

The scale of their invasion is very large, and they are only the vanguard. Later, there are higher-level experts coming!

They have slaughtered many people since they entered the country in recent days. Even the heat weapons are like paper paste in front of them.

It was in his arrogance that Jiang Beichen was looking for death!

"Young man, kneel down quickly and end it yourself, so as not to suffer the torture of life rather than death!"

As they approached quickly, LOHA sneered and exhorted.

Jiang Beichen's face was expressionless, and a hard fist waved over.

LOHA's mouth turned cold and slowly stretched out a palm. Since the boy is looking for death, he will complete each other!

However, just as the fist and palm met, LOHA's proud expression froze on his face.

Time seems to be still.

Three seconds!

But the next second, bang!

Originally arrogant LOHA burst into a blood mist.

No matter the remaining masters or Li Xianglong behind them, they all have a dull expression.

It's so stupid!

A fist explodes the master. What strength is this?

Several masters finally came back to their senses, and their faces changed greatly. They didn't dare to ask for more. Qi Qi shot at Jiang Beichen.

Boom!

Several figures quickly entangled together and besieged jiangbeichen like lightning.

The wind and snow rolled around, forming a natural wall outside.

No one can see what's going on inside.

But just a moment later.

The wind and snow gradually stopped.

The scene inside finally emerged.

Dada!

A tall and straight figure stood on the snow, and the blood on his fist fell on the snow.

But it's not his blood.

On the snow-white ground, several foreigners lay on the ground, staring at the boss and dying in peace!!

Hiss!

Li Xianglong in the back took a breath of air-conditioning.

It seems to have been greatly shocked!

You know, these are overseas masters!

The young man, who seems to be a little younger than him, ended the battle with one against ten and so neatly?

Oh, my God!

Too scared!

Is this really a person?

Just then, a man suddenly came to his mind.

That man is a colleague he has always admired.

Although I haven't met him, his legend has been circulating in the army!

And his lifelong goal is to keep up with him!

"Dare you ask... Are you the jiangjunmen?" Li Xianglong opened his mouth and asked after all.

Jiang Beichen slowly turned around and smiled, "I didn't expect anyone to recognize me in this hiding place!"

"Are you really jiangjunmen?"

Li Xianglong trembled with excitement.

Who can not be excited to see the legendary idol?

Jiang Beichen came over, patted him on the shoulder and passed with a trace of true Qi.

Li Xianglong's face finally eased.

In the war just now, he was badly injured and almost lost half his life. If Jiang Beichen hadn't passed on his kung fu, his injury would have worsened.

He quickly saluted and said respectfully, "thank you jiangjunmen!"