Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

Yang Xuan smiled contemptuously: "This seat has a showdown, I am your ancestor!"

Chapter 804 Lu's Threat

Chapter 804 Lu's Threat

The middle-aged man in the dark room had been staring at the video screen, and at this moment the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched.

The face under the mask was a stern face, without any expression, and said lightly: "No wonder the fangs let him come."

After pondering for a while, he informed Ouyang Fenghuo: "Fenghuo, end the battle. If you can't beat him, follow the rules and let Huo Fenghuang come over."

"As for him, we don't need to be stabbed. No matter how talented he is, he is not qualified!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned off the video and walked out.

The middle-aged man walked out of the dark room, and the sunlight shone on his mask.

This person actually wears the mask of the original Tianzun, with a solemn and solemn face, which makes people feel awe.

Although what kind of mask to wear, it doesn't matter much.

But after all, the original Tianzun is one of the three sages of Taoism. No matter who it is, he is more or less in awe and dare not blaspheme.

But this person is wearing the mask of the original Tianzun, and there is an aura of submission in his gestures, just like the original Tianzun who is aloof.

As soon as he walked out of the room, a young soldier stood up respectfully at the door and stood beside him.

This young man didn't wear a mask. He had an extraordinary handsome face, starry eyes, and three-dimensional and soft features, just like a stunning woman.

But he is a man, with a neat military uniform, meticulous, and without squinting.

Seeing him for the first time, people think of strong wind and strong grass, long river and sunset.

Although she is very young, she seems to have endured the vicissitudes of life and the thousands of years.

The face is young, giving people a calm and extraordinary temperament.

The moment this man raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, which was even more daunting than Ouyang Fenghuo's cold eyes like knives.

"Teacher!" The young man stood aside and said respectfully.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man and said, "Zhange, you can watch a video with an interesting thorn in it."

"It's been many years, and I haven't seen a young man with such outstanding talent, who can make Fenghuo lose his bargain."

This young man named Zhange snorted coldly: "It turned out to be a stabbing head. I don't need to read it. No matter how strong the talent is, it will not be able to enter the hall of elegance."

"My goal is the world's Red Shield, to win honor for China."

The middle-aged man smiled and didn't say anything else. He knew Zhan Ge very well, he was persistent and calm, and his goal was extremely firm.

He also looks forward to what a dazzling performance Warsong will have in the World Red Shield Competition!

……

in the forest.

Ouyang Fenghuo and Zhang Lu fought each other, and no one could win the other.

Ouyang Fenghuo got the instruction of the middle-aged man, and said: "Let's end it, so as not to hurt my body."

Zhang Lu said coldly: "It's easy to end, just beat me!"

King of Fighters! !

Where can I find a sparring partner of this level.

Zhang Lu didn't care about winning or losing. What he wanted was to have a quick fight with Ouyang Fenghuo to see what level his fighting strength was.

Ouyang Fenghuo was enraged, his eyes darkened, and he followed his whole body into a dragon.

During the swaying of the body, there was no sound from the muscles and bones, and it had entered a state of silence, but the spine seemed to be alive.

Jumping up, like a dragon coming out of the abyss, like a willow seed strangling in the air, his legs passed through the blockade of Tai Chi and Bagua, and rushed straight to Zhang Lu.

This is called Panlong strangulation, it is the most advanced strangulation of the spine-bone dragon, which catches people off guard and comes out suddenly.

He was strangled by the throat, and twisted by Panlong. There was no need for Zhang Lu to exert force from the waist to make the opponent fly out.

Instead, his legs turned into the tail of a Panlong, and his neck was twisted in an instant.

Thirteen thick red lines had already appeared on Zhang Lu's forehead, which were thirteen optic nerves.

It's not that Ouyang Fenghuo's fighting skills are not strong, but that Zhang Lu's fighting skills are too targeted.

On the one hand, the crisis warning can give Zhang Lu insight into the opponent's intention to make a move.

On the other hand, thirteen independent visual nerves track Ouyang Feng's every move, although the opponent is like the battle angel Alita, who can attack from any angle.

But any angle is locked by thirteen independent optic nerves, no matter where the shot is shot, Zhang Lu's eyes can clearly capture it.

Zhang Lu saw the familiar scene, the opponent's legs were strangled, and without thinking, he jumped up, his straight legs spread apart, like scissors, and cut towards the fierce Panlong.

Bang!

The legs of the two were twisted together, and finally landed at the same time.

Ouyang Fenghuo was extremely hot, and as soon as he fell to the ground, his waist bent, like a cooked prawn, his hands turned into dragon claws, and he quickly clasped Zhang Lu's throat.

When the female soldiers saw this scene, they didn't even have time to scream, their mouths were opened wide, and hearts rushed to their throats.

It's over, it's over!

After finally taking this step, I thought it was a tie, and I cheered Zhang Lu happily in advance.

Seeing that the opponent's dragon claw was about to grab Zhang Lu's throat.

Suddenly, two claw shadows flashed past.

boom!

Under the explosion of the human body, Zhang Lu's hands turned into eagle claws, clasped together with the opponent's dragon claws, entangled with each other and crushed to death.

The two people's feet were intertwined and locked, their hands were clasped together, their buttocks sat on the ground, unable to move, and they were deadlocked in such a strange way.

Ouyang Fenghuo said indifferently: "I still wrote you, which drove me to such an embarrassing step."

It had been a long time since Ouyang Fenghuo was forced to the point of embarrassment by his opponents. As his strength improved, the opponents he encountered seldom had ten moves.