Age of Collapse

In the center of the two major military forces, although the number of belligerents is very small, its violent trend is to cover the military power of the tens of thousands of troops.

It is already the year of Luo Hanlin, who is full of flowers, but still carrying a double hammer, like the thunder of the reincarnation, rushing in a piece of raid, playing people swaying, flesh and blood.

In less than ten minutes, six of the ten Yulin dyingmen remaining in the northern rebel army have died under Luo Hanlin’s squat hammer, leaving only four dead soldiers still fighting, and all the body belts hurt.

Although Raytheon is old, it does not reduce the courage of the year!

The main hawks of the eagle flag army, a curtain came to the side of Leng Biao, whispered that "the general, Luo Daren is already high, and it is a miracle to kill six dead soldiers. If the time is long, I am afraid there will be a change."

Cold and staring at the distant situation, paying close attention to the changes in the past, she squinted and said, "wait a second."

On the battlefield, the remaining four dead men, although with injuries on their bodies, have also figured out Luo Hanlin’s tactics, and through the ultimate observation, they have already seen Luo Hanlin’s chest start to violently rise and fall, presumably he stayed up all night. The rushing to the rush to work hard, plus 80 years of age, physical strength is not as good as before, a bit too much to eat.

The head of the dead man with blood on his face looked at the three remaining companions, and said coldly, "He is going to die, surrounded by all sides!"

The remaining three dead men will agree, and will be turned into three remnants for the encirclement. Together with the head of the dead, they will surround Luo Hanlin from the front, back, left and right directions.

Luo Hanlin’s chest was wounded by the slasher’s axe, and the bones were visible. Every time there was blood, there was blood, but his eyes were still hot, and his words were filled with boiling spirits. Rats! Hugh to be crazy!!!"

Luo Hanlin’s voice just fell. In an instant, the glare of the glare of the people could not open their eyes. The endless plasma came out from Luo Hanlin and spread out along the ground, as if they had jumped in life, they kept mixing. Together, it becomes a rolling plasma, which is a sea of ​​whistling, surging, like the turbulent waves in the sea, almost covering the entire ground.

Without any warning, influenced by the bloodlines of Luo Hanlin, the thunderclouds in the sky, the rolling purple thunder seemed to be guided, roaring, and descending from the sky, squatting on Luo Hanlin’s body, which was originally terrible. The plasma adds a layer of ruin.

In the whistling, the trend of the surge of plasma is getting more and more crazy, and it is compressed by a horrible force! It is six or seven meters high! The surging plasmonic ocean began to return to the sect, and it rushed to Luo Hanlin. It was entangled in him, and the thickness was getting bigger and bigger. With him as the center, the plasma suddenly rose into the sky, growing like a giant tree, as if growing up. Never end.

"Shen Lei Hell!!!" In the voltage enough to penetrate the air, Luo Hanlin and the 20 meters of the body are covered with substantial plasma. In the movement of the double hammer, with the dragon's humming to the left Dead man.

At the moment of contact, it is like a wind and a cloud, the mud cows enter the sea, the left side of the dead is drowned by the tumbling plasma ocean, and every piece of flesh and blood on the body is vaporized together with the bones.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Hanlin pounced on the right side of the dead, although the latter tried to evade, but the landmines had already turned into death row, trapping it, the horrible power detonated every cell of the dead, and the whole person was bombed on the battlefield. It became a blood fireworks.

The third hit, Luo Hanlin turned around, double hammered together, blasted out the thunder and thunder, burned a hundred meters of scorched earth in front, full of devastating power and spewed together, together with the nine days of awning, and swallowed the body of the rear slain, When the light was scattered, the dead man could not see the gray.

After the "hhh" three hammers, Luo Hanlin wanted to kill the head of the last slain, but the old body eventually limited his physical strength, and the movement slowed down uncontrollably.

Before Luo Hanlin launched the attack, the head of the slain had already rushed behind him, and the slashing blade of the hand slashed down, and broke the half rib of Luo Hanlin, followed by the force of Huashan from top to bottom, in Luo Hanlin. Behind it, cut a three-foot-long blood mark, and even see the white bones in the wound.

"Ah!!!" Luo Hanlin Zhang was glaring, regardless of his serious injury, but he rushed to the head of the dead, and the melee became a group.

Both of them have already made the final heart at this time, and they have abandoned the defense in unison. Luo Hanlin can hammer the large skin of the head of the dead man. Similarly, the first knife of the dead can cut Luo Hanlin's flesh and blood. Flying.

Just as the two men were hard to find, the sound of the gold in the northern rebel army suddenly became loud.

In addition to the extremely high combat power, the Guardian of the Yulin is also one of the few in all the military forces in the world. For the slain, obeying the command is the highest duty. The leader of the slain has no hesitation and love, and hears the gold. After the sound, he immediately withdrew his knife and got out of contact with Luo Hanlin.

However, Luo Hanlin had already killed his head, and he did not want to chase the past.

The speed of the two men was extremely fast. After a while, they were separated from the scope of the central battlefield and entered the boundaries of the northern rebels.

In the Eagles Army, Leng Biao saw this scene suddenly shocked, she hurriedly pointed to the Eagles soldiers in front of the array, and even the voice was eager to change "fast! Go to save people!!"

The northern rebels at the end of the road have abandoned all war morality. The military division Nangong has ignored the rules of the front-sole, and pulled out the waist-side sword, pointing to Luo Hanlin, and his face twisted and snarled "kill!!!"

In an instant, the northern rebel army came out of the nest, with the queen of the worms as the vanguard, and the beasts of the mountains and plains began to rush, and at the same time, the head of the slain suddenly killed a rifle and leaned over to avoid the cross of Luo Hanlin. Hammer, a knife fell on his lap.

Before the withdrawal of the gold, it is a lure!

"Ah" Luo Hanlin's thighs were cut down, and he fell to the ground with his power. When he opened his eyes again, there were fierce beasts everywhere, and the head of the dead man was carrying a blade and his eyes were bloody. The land came to him.

The northern rebel army has gone. It is impossible to defeat the Eagles here. Nangong knows this very well, but he is a person who is unwilling to admit defeat. Even if he finally loses his life, he will not succumb to A small fate, vowed to leave a mark in history!

When Luo Hanlin died, the momentum of the Eagles will not collapse, but it is definitely an indelible scar!

Luo Hanlin was bathed in blood, and he struggled with the hammer to hold the ground and propped up the old body. At this time, his Raytheon power was on the verge of exhaustion, and he was covered with scars and blood, not to mention killing the enemy, but also standing. It is already a miracle.

In front of Luo Hanlin, there are dense beasts everywhere. This scene reminds him of the battle of six years ago. When Luo Hanlin’s strength was still weak, he was still as brave as he was when he was young. When he was cold and lamented that the Northern Expedition had gone, He stood up without hesitation, and he was guaranteed by his life and half-life glory. He would stay in the wind for seven days, block the millions of insects, and help the Imperial Army complete the evacuation.

The **** battle that never sleeps on the 7th, kills the blood of the corpse, and faints.

On the first day, Luo Hanlin actually had exhausted the insecticide group and his hands and feet were soft.

On the third day, my eyes were black and my consciousness was blurred.

From the fifth day, it was completely hanged with the last breath. The arms were already numb, but they were mechanically wielding, telling themselves in the subconscious that they could not die.

At the end of the 7th~www.readwn.com~ Luo Hanlin of Jin spent nearly 200 pounds of muscle, the whole person became more than 2 meters high, 100 pounds, skinny.

Whenever a poet sings this passage, it will be described as a heroic epic in unison, but only Luo Hanlin knows how painful the seven days are.

This situation, how similar.

However, is Luo Hanlin sad? not at all.

Good man, defending the country, fighting the battlefield!

Detoxification, returning to bed in the house, sick and dead? Please come to a few poetry poets, sing the brave of the year over and over again at the bedside?

shame!

Luo Hanlin's first half of life gave the northern empire of the empire, and the latter half gave birth to the eagle-flag army camp, and the birth is a fallen man, and death is also a squad! This is the last glory as the former camper!

Luo Hanlin propped up the crumbling body, facing the surging rebel main squad, rushing up, no longer looking back