Xiao Zhengrong: "You can't say that. Isn't tanks also the principle of turtles? Now all countries have equipment."

As he spoke, Chang Wu suddenly thought of a question: "How to transport these equipment? You can't climb up from the wellhead one by one. People can do it, guns can do it, and guns can be done? Besides, if it is a large-scale army, it is impossible to rely on such a wellhead passage to transport it."

Xiao Zhengrong: "I think that wellhead is just the entrance, and there must be an exit that can be opened from the inside out. Only in this way can the effect of surprise attacks be achieved. Have you noticed the air here? It seems not so turbid. This underground facility may have ventilation vents."

The two of them said as they walked, and suddenly Xiao Zhengrong's waist tightened, and it turned out that the rope had been put to the end. As agreed, they should go back. After discussing for a while, they decided to return. Because they didn't expect that the underground facilities were so large, Chang Wu's lighting only had a battery box. It seemed that they could not find out the whole picture of the underground. Just as the two turned around and walked back, when they came, a row of gloomy figures appeared at the entrance of the cave, silently standing there blocking the way.

The two of them didn't expect that there was a group of people in the underground cave. Before they came down, they only considered what mechanisms might be in the cave. Unexpectedly, there were no mechanisms, but there were people. You know, this was a crypt sealed at least sixty years ago. The two of them thought at the same time: "Is it a human or a ghost?"

A group of people lined up in an orderly queue. Chang Wu raised the light in his hand and saw that the old military uniforms were all yellow and yellow, which turned out to be the Japanese military uniforms sixty years ago. The faces of these people were not clearly seen under the light, and they only felt that they were a kind of blue color without any anger. Xiao Zhengrong counted secretly, and there were about a hundred people, and the formation looked like a company. Although he had unique skills, he couldn't help but complain in the face of so many people. He had to bite the bullet and step forward and asked loudly: "Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"

Xiao Zhengrong's voice caused a resounding sound in the empty hall, but the person on the opposite side made no sound. He suddenly felt a murderous aura suddenly coming to his face in the silence, and quickly shouted: "Chang Wu, retreat!" Before Xiao Zhengrong finished speaking, a figure rushed out of the crowd, holding a dark sword in his hand, slashing towards his face. Xiao Zhengrong raised his body and took a step forward, avoided the sword peak, and slashed with a palm with his right hand directly to the opponent's carotid artery position. If one-on-one skills, Xiao Zhengrong could be much taller than the opponent, but he had no time to fight and strive to defeat the enemy with one blow, otherwise these people would be unable to deal with it.

Do you feel like you put your hands into cold water without any preparation in winter? Is it cold that the tentacles are so cold that the pores of your whole body are shrinking? Xiao Zhengrong is the feeling now. He slashed the other person's neck with his palm, but the other person did not fall to the ground as he expected and could not lose consciousness. His palm actually slid over his neck, feeling that the other person's body was not a complete substance, but a gloomy fluid.

Xiao Zhengrong felt a cold air coming from his hands, and his whole arm felt numb. He quickly used his internal energy to force the cold air out. The other party looked no damage on the surface, but it seemed to have been hurt. Xiao Zhengrong's palm actually drifted him out and fell silently to the ground. "Not a human! What is this?" Xiao Zhengrong immediately had this question in his heart. However, there was no time for him to think carefully, and the person on the other side had already rushed up.

Xiao Zhengrong protected Chang Wu and retreated, standing between two rows of high ammunition boxes, forcing the continuous attacks of the group of people. He could not retreat to the open area because that meant being surrounded, but guarding a narrow passage, the body was unable to be unfolded and could not avoid all the attacks. Strangely, the swords in the hands of those people were not slashed at him, but a cold and cold air penetrated his muscles and bones, making it numb all over his body, and it felt difficult to breathe. Xiao Zhengrong's fists and feet hit the opponent, as if he had hit a ball of sticky air, but the opponent also floated out of the boxing momentum for a long time before he could get up, and his movements were much slower than before. It seemed that the attacks of both sides could cause damage, but the wounds were not visible.

Chang Wu, who stood behind Xiao Zhengrong, witnessed this strange fight. Xiao Zhengrong faced a group of people alone, and there was no sound around except for the sound of his fists and feet. Only the yin energy was scattered. Xiao Zhengrong practiced martial arts with Mr. Xiao since childhood, but rarely hurt people. Until today, he truly realized the importance of cultivating internal strength. He used his internal strength all over his body, and suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced and the yin and cold energy was no longer so terrifying. However, such fighting made him more and more frightened. There were so many people on the other side, and these people seemed to be unable to kill them. Maybe he could rush out with his internal strength, but what should Chang Wu do? Judging from this situation, he could not escape with Chang Wu.

Chang Wu, who was standing behind Xiao Zhengrong, obviously saw the situation clearly and whispered behind him: "Xiao Zhengrong, fight and retreat, lead them out of the passage, and try to go around in circles."

This sentence reminded Xiao Zhengrong that their purpose was to go back, and these people were blocking the entrance of the passage, and they would definitely not be able to get through. Since these ghost-like things were chasing and retreating, they could only use the terrain of the hall to fight and retreat, and lead them into circles to return to the passage. The underground cave where they were located was very large, and various arms and equipment were densely arranged. Chang Wu protected Xiao Zhengrong and fought and retreated among the piles of arms, trying to lead these people into the hall.

However, they retreated not long ago, and there was a clearing ground behind them. The people in front of them suddenly stopped and stopped chasing. While they were surprised, they suddenly heard someone talking behind them: "You two are amazing. You can actually come here. It seems that either soldiers or policemen, you have a masculine murderous aura."

Looking back, there was another person behind him at some point. The person's outfit was similar to those people just now. He looked like an officer, but he spoke. Chang Wu held up the lamp and shone at him, feeling very familiar. He seemed to have seen him somewhere. He said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The voice of the officer opposite seemed to come from a distance, but it was in his ears gloomy: "Who I am has nothing to do with you. Since you have come in, don't think about going out."

Xiao Zhengrong, who was standing behind Chang Wu, suddenly felt something was wrong. He felt an invisible pressure, which came from the opposite side of Chang Wu. The officer stood there without movement, but exuded a domineering momentum. Others might not understand this momentum, but Xiao Zhengrong was very familiar with it. This was a momentum that only masters had. Xiao Zhengrong suddenly felt an invincible feeling in his heart. He felt that even if he had all his strength, he might not be his opponent. If the other party was a ghost without substance like those people just now, it would be even more uncontrollable. He suddenly thought of someone and couldn't help but blurt out: "Kenxiong Taomu?"

The officer's face was so clear that he could not see his expression, but he was a little surprised in his tone: "Do you know my name? Then you didn't come in unintentionally, so you can't let you go."

Xiao Zhengrong suddenly stepped forward and stopped Chang Wu and whispered: "Chang Wu, this ghost thing is very powerful. I will block him, you grit your teeth and rush out." Chang Wu replied: "I can't do it. I'll block you for you here, only you can rush out."

The officer seemed to hear their words: "Don't fantasize about going out. Here, no one can be my opponent." As he said that, he took a step forward gently, and the two felt a cold pressure covering their bodies. At this critical moment, a song suddenly came from a distance. The song was desolate and simple, from the other side of the passage. The song seemed to be far away, but it was extremely clear:

"The ancient jade has no light, the residual hatred is shining, and the blood is wet back to the dark night.

The country is as old as before, and it is even more turbid, sobbing in the treasure blade box.

The locks and bound the blue dragon, the hero sang sadly, and sighed at the Qingfeng sword!

Every man is brave alone, but his character is still as strong as a wolf.

The people are weak and the country is strong, and the elegance is gone. They are ashamed to face their ancestors!

A vanity and prosperity are secretly hurt by one's own vanity, and ambitions are turned into humbleness.

A gentleman is drifting away, his ambition is enchanted, and he is intoxicated.

The people are speechless, and they hate them so much that they are on their heads!"

Chang Wu and Xiao Zhengrong were not familiar with poetry and did not hear that this was a hundred-character song "Nian Nujiao". They just felt that the song was very strange at this time. The song started to be far away, and the tone was generous and tragic, and I don't know who came from. However, after the first half of the verse, the tone of the lower half of the verse suddenly changed, and it seemed gentle and clear, and it turned out to be the voice of Feng Junzi! After the song was finished, the singer had already brought his sword to the front.

I saw the man singing, step by step, step by step, sword, sword, and man. Wherever the sword light flashed, the guards in the passage seemed to be unable to resist, and turned into waves of black smoke to dissipate. The man kept singing and slowly walked, like waves cracking between the black air, and the person blocking the road wherever he passed was gone to ashes.

Xiao Zhengrong was shocked. He had never seen anyone with such a transcendent momentum and such a subtle and domineering sword technique in his life! The lights he and Chang Wu were now dim as the battery was consumed. The figure of the person under the light was Feng Junzi, holding the Tianxin Sword in his hand. Feng Junzi was originally guarding outside the cave, so it was not surprising that he appeared at this time, but the two of them never dreamed that he had such good skills, and the sword in his hand was so magical. The monsters that Xiao Zhengrong could not destroy just now disappeared under the sword.

Chang Wu was the first to react: "Feng Junzi, why did you come down... When did you become so powerful?"

Feng Junzi did not look at Chang Wu, but passed the two of them and came to Kenxiong Momoki. He held the sword and said, "You two are leaving here quickly and leave now."

Xiao Zhengrong reacted at this time and asked, "Feng Junzi, what's going on? Who are they?"

Feng Junzi did not look back and replied lightly: "They are all ghosts that never disperse. This is the Yin land. Although your kung fu is not bad, you are not an opponent. Come on."

Chang Wu: "Let's go, where are you? What do you want to do?"

Feng Junzi: "Don't worry about me, I still have something to do."

When they were talking, the opposite Taomu Jianxiong did not make any sound. Since Feng Junzi appeared, he stared at him tightly. Seeing him walking in front of him, Taomu Jianxiong slowly pulled out a long sword, held it in both hands, and pointed the tip of the knife steadily at Feng Junzi. Feng Junzi spoke, standing there motionless, holding his sword to confront Taomu Jianxiong. Chang Wu was still talking, but Xiao Zhengrong waved his hand and walked back to the future. Xiao Zhengrong just saw Feng Junzi taking action, and his kung fu was already far above him, so he knew that there was no use for him and Chang Wu to stay here, so he might as well take the opportunity to go out quickly.

Because the incident happened suddenly, the two did not pay close attention to the many strange things about Feng Junzi. Just as they walked to the entrance of the passage, they saw a woman in a kimono standing there quietly, which scared them all and asked almost in unison: "Taomuling, why are you here too? Here is a dangerous place, hurry up and go out with us."
Chapter completed!