MTL - World of Cultivation-~ The ninth eleventh section Lin Qian's counterattack

Wei Sheng looked at Kunlun behind him and left without heading back.

The public grandson and the other cold and Yang Yuanhao have merged, and the three top-level warfare departments have brought together the most top-level combat power of Mo Yunhai. He needs to go back, lest Lin Qian kill a carbine, and the loss can be disastrous.

Although there is no news of the birth of a new god-level powerhouse, Wei Sheng does not dare to care. These three top-level wars are the root of Mo Yunhai.

Gu Liangdao was murdered by Lin Qian’s poisonous hand, so that everyone can understand that the top-level warfare will be matched with the god-level powerhouse, which is the real kingly match.

God-level powerhouses are sharp and unparalleled, can create chaos, take enemy daggers, but can not rely on one person's power to occupy the entire territory, the war department must be pushed on the ground, in order to finally hammer.

The top-level warfare will become the best prey of the enemy god-level powerhouse without the protection of the god-level powerhouse.

Nowadays, the three major wars will gather together, and Wei Sheng will not dare to care about it. The responsibility for escorting is not his own.

Wei Sheng also knows that it is impossible to destroy Kunlun by his own strength alone.

Such a behemoth, a strong vitality, is unimaginable to most people.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

When Lin Qian saw that there was only half of the main peak of Kunlun, the tears flowed down. His face was pale, and he lost his soul, letting his tears flow freely, like a pile of wood, and he hadn't moved for a long time.

Can not describe the pain in his heart at this time. From a very young age, defending Kunlun became his ideal. When he grew up, this ideal never changed.

The sacrifice of the elders and the master's commitment to the sword gave him a deeper understanding of this belief.

From the hands of the master, Kunlun took over everything he did, and he did not dare to slack off. However, in his hands, Kunlun suffered unprecedented shame and shame.

Even the main peak of Kunlun was cut off.

He turned his eyes and looked around, sorrowful and sorrowful, and the eyes of the disciples were sad.

Lin Qianxin is like a knife.

Xue Dong, Muyu, and others who came back in a hurry, saw Lin Qian and Qi Qisong breathed a sigh of relief. The entire high-level Kunlun, the first time after the defeat.

Everyone is full of anger and sadness.

Their eyes, looking at Lin Qian, this man with their victory again and again. Their eyes did not lose hope, as long as the man was alive, they did not lose hope of victory.

Throughout Kunlun, they are watching their leaders and their flags.

"In the history of Kunlun, there has never been such a shame." Lin Qian's low voice contains deep sadness, which is spread through every corner of Kunlun.

"This is my fault. I am duty-bound. After this war, regardless of the outcome, I will resign."

Every corner of Kunlun, at this time, an unbelievable exclamation, they widened their eyes and their eyes were full of horror. Xue Dong and others did not change their faces. Lin Qian did not talk to them about this decision.

"A loser is not qualified to be the head of Kunlun."

Everyone can hear the deep self-blame and guilt in Lin Qian’s tone, and many people’s eyes are red. The main peak of Kunlun was cut off. Many people were in the heart and had a bit of grievance against Lin Qiansheng.

But at this time, no one will blame him.

This is a man who sees Kunlun as heavier than his life!

Who has the heart to blame him?

"But before that, I still have an unfinished battle. No, it is us, there is still an unfinished battle! In the history of Kunlun, there has never been such a shame! This is the shame of Kunlun, it is our shame! Only the sword, the blood and the victory can wash this shame!"

"All the disciples of Kunlun, all the people of Kunlun, here is our homeland, there are our loved ones. But now, we are humiliated, our loved ones have been slaughtered, our homes have been burned! We Kunlun, the most dangerous Time! We have nowhere to run, we can't go back, we are not spared!"

"Kunlun people, take out your sword!"

"For the glory of Kunlun, for our loved ones, for our homeland!"

"In the name of the head of Kunlun, send a call for all members to the whole territory of Kunlun!"

"Whether men and women, old and young, those with divine power above the human world, recruited into the army!"

“All businesses, big or small, will stop selling any merchandise from now on, and all supplies will be transferred to the military.”

"All warfare departments are immediately assembled and on standby!"

"I, Lin Qian, will take you, die on the battlefield!"

"In the name of Kunlun, if you win, you will die!"

"In the name of Kunlun, decisive battle!"

"decisive battle!"

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

Listening to the sound of the voice of Guilin Lin Qian, the camp is silent.

Everyone's face was extremely ugly, and no one thought that Kunlun's counterattack, no, Lin Qian's counterattack, was so decisive, so at all costs.

Lin Qian’s hand is the difference between the public and grandchildren. He is like a red-eyed gambler who is desperate to throw all his chips into it.

Before, the grandsons had their advantage of accumulation, and they suddenly disappeared.

The power has developed for ten years. How many sword repairs can Kunlun achieve in the human world? No one knows, but everyone knows that this number is bound to be extremely large.

The 500,000 elite of Pluto is shocking the world, but when Kunlun is the behemoth, when the final mobilization is made, the potential of war broke out is that the grandson is worse than them! The size of Kunlun’s own warfare is amazing. Their geographical area is vast and the war departments are required to be stationed everywhere.

Lin Qian’s convening order is not only to convene the war department, but to convene even ordinary people. They can easily organize a warrior of a million people, and they will not be too surprised by the two million grandchildren. Even if these people are negligent in training, even if these people are not as good as the ordinary warfare, they are still terrifying seas!

No one has ever played like this!

Lin Qian broke the boat and slammed the boat, and immediately smashed the deployment of Mo Yunhai.

Mo Yunhai grabbed the time to ban the fortified fortress, in the face of such human tactics, weak.

"This crazy man!"

I don't know who shouted the sentence, but let everyone feel the same. So crazy, so reckless full mobilization, even if Kunlun wins, it will inevitably hurt.

But everyone has to admit that Lin Qian’s move is extremely powerful.

The battle department of Mo Yunhai, in the hinterland of Kunlun, smashed countless holes, and Kunlun suffered serious losses. The longer the time drags, the more weak Kunlun will be, and by then, there will be no chance of a decisive battle.

Lin Qian simply took out all the family and went straight to a decisive battle. At this time, Kunlun, just suffered a setback, like a mourning soldier. Lin Qian puts a stance that is ruined and ruined, and their explosive power will be unprecedentedly strong.

The mourning soldier will win, and the situation is now.

"Or, keep it, as long as we resist a little longer, their sharpness will be frustrated, but it will collapse..." Yang Yuanhao glanced at the grandson.

"I can't keep it!" Gongsun shook his head and looked dignified: "We don't have a line of defense that can stop it."

Yang Yuanhao was not surprised. In fact, he did not believe that there was such a line of defense in this world.

Mo Yunhai has been taking the elite line, and the number of warfare departments is not many, but the level of literacy and equipment is extremely high. This strategy has no problem at ordinary times, but in the face of Lin Qian’s human tactics, it suddenly becomes stretched.

"Or else, wander around Kunlun? Kunlun is completely empty!" Tang Fei frowned, thinking hard.

"Lin Qian, this is a shirtless, rear? He does not care that Kunlun was smashed." Gongsun was vetoed.

"Or else on Wei Shi..." Ma Fan said.

Everyone's eyes turned to Wei Sheng.

Wei Sheng said calmly: "The strength of Lin Qian and I are actually between the two. The last time I won, the big reason is that Gu Liangdao was dying, Lin Qian was injured first, and I was suddenly realized. But I listened. His voice seems to have a breakthrough. He takes advantage of the fact that he only needs a few quasi-god-level help, and he has the upper hand."

"We also have a quasi-god level..." Ma Fan muttered, Mo Yunhai's quasi-god level, can be much more than Kunlun. Everyone heard the words and couldn’t help but shine.

"The quasi-god level does not go in." Wei Sheng explained.

This time all the talents reacted, yeah, the **** level can be like no one, and the quasi-god level can't do it.

Everyone looks at each other and looks ugly.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

Zuo Mo saw the news from Mo Yunhai and was shocked. He did not think that Lin Qian actually played the same tricks as the Great Devil, but he had to admit that this was too much.

Compared with Lin Qian, the means of the Great Devil is still a lot worse.

Lin Qian played this trick, the entire Kunlun did not have any voice against the doubt, the entire Kunlun all accompanied him to gamble this battle! The big devil plays this trick, and the inside of the demon temple is against a large piece of sound. Even if the water moon does not start, the big demon **** is not good.

Even if I have seen so many powerful opponents, no one is more powerful than Lin Qian. This person, regardless of strength or wrist, is at the top level and has almost no shortcomings.

This is troublesome!

Once the real decisive battle like this is launched, the shallow weakness of Mo Yunhai’s roots is undoubtedly exposed. If it was the former Mo Yunhai, Zuo Mo also dared to launch such a call. Although Mo Yunhai has expanded a lot, the composition is more complicated and the cohesiveness is greatly reduced. This has not been directly related to Zuo Mo’s ten years. Cohesion is not enough, so playing is to play with fire and self-immolation.

In other words, Lin Qian can afford it, he can't afford it.

However, the layout of the left Mozambique is also at a critical time. There is no solution here. He is not allowed to announce the inside story of Pluto.

Time is once again the key to success.

Zuo Mo meditated for one night before he passed the results of his own thinking to Mo Yunhai.

Zuo Mo’s order is simple.

One word, drag. Use every means to drag the enemy.

Win the time for the final battle!

{飘天文学 www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}