God obsession system

The Jiulongluan Golden Spear collided with the Zhanmadao, and the huge force shocked the two of them back a few steps.

Wang Dechen glanced at the young man in front of him with some surprise. As the top warrior of Mongolia, he joined the army with his father at the age of 17. He has experienced hundreds of battles, and the quality of his extraordinary strength is far superior to ordinary people.

The boy in front of him was pale and beardless, he looked younger than he was when he was in the army, but he had such abilities that he couldn't help but love talents.

A smile appeared on his dark face.

"Little baby, would you like to come back to the camp with me as a bodyguard?

In the Great Khan's army, one's background is not important. Whether it is a Mongol or a Song person, as long as he has the ability and made meritorious service, he is a hero.

The state of Song is like the sun that is about to set, and those high-ranking officials are just a group of cowardly lambs. With your ability, working for them, wouldn't it be a shining pearl? "

The big man has a rough appearance, but his words are clear, which surprised Gu Yuncheng.

However, ever since he heard the conversation between him and the people in the city just now, Gu Yuncheng already knew in his heart what the background of this secret realm was, so naturally he couldn't let him go.

What's more, the person in front of him is only at the fifth level of the Xuan level, which is the same level as his strength.

Shaking his head slightly, Gu Yuncheng assumed an ordinary-looking stabbing posture, covering the spear technique rules of "Yang Family Spearmanship", the rules attached to the shadow itself, and the dark red killing field.

The glorious and domineering Jiulongluan golden gun suddenly suppressed all aura, and even the luster on the gun's body dimmed, making it look like an ordinary spear.

However, Wang Dechen, who had climbed the broken city first all the year round and was on the line of life and death, felt the breath of death on the spear in an instant.

Somewhere, some kind of force locked him, giving him the illusion that the next shot could not be dodged.

The serious threat between life and death forced the man to unleash all his potential. With a loud roar, the veins in his thick arms popped out, he raised the horse-slaying sword high, and slashed down with all his strength again.

This time it was not as lucky as before, the golden gun shadow flashed past, and there was a faint black that seemed to absorb all light.

The horse-killing sword was cut into two pieces from the break.

The gun head remained undiminished, broke through the protection, and directly pierced into the man's chest.

The explosive power erupted in his body, instantly crushing all the internal organs into a pulp, while rapidly absorbing his vitality.

Wang Dechen slowly lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the gun handle on his chest.

"Thank you for your attention, but I'm sorry."

Gu Yuncheng said in a low voice.

As the gun head was withdrawn from the body, the man slowly fell down.

In the conversation outside the city just now, when Gu Yuncheng heard the word "Diaoyu City", he had already confirmed the background of this secret realm at that time.

This place was once called "the place where God's whip was broken" by Western historians.

The invincible Mongolian army suffered their first fiasco in their expansion war here.

Because, one of their sweats died in the Diaoyu city.

The Mongolian army that had already reached the banks of the Danube in Europe and Egypt in North Africa all retreated and returned home to fight for the throne.

And this also allowed the European countries and Egypt, which were about to be unable to sustain themselves, to breathe, avoiding the fate of extinction.

Western historians call the Mongol army, which is all wasteland, the "God's Whip". Therefore, this Jiancheng, which is now located in Hezhou District, Chongqing, has become the legendary place where God's whip was broken.

Historically, under the onslaught of the Mongolian army, Diaoyu City has stood firm for nearly 30 years.

The young people stationed here have long since turned into gray-haired old men, but they still do not forget their duties.

The already trembling hands were still holding the weapon and beheading every aggressor who approached.

"The city is full of white-haired soldiers", nothing more.

Straightening his mind, Gu Yuncheng carried Wang Dechen's body to the edge of the two-meter-long broken plank road, and threw it over with a hard toss.

I followed closely behind.

As soon as he landed, regardless of the bows and arrows pointing at him from the city, the young man clasped his fists, his voice overwhelmed the shouts and noises around him, resounding through the whole field.

"The Yue Family Army scouts Gu Yuncheng, come to support!"