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Soloham's eyes froze, and he lost his voice: "You are... the young master of Tianmen?!"

Although he couldn't see Yang Feng's face, the Asura Demon God mask on his face was very eye-catching.

Anyone with common sense will immediately think of the young master of Tianmen when they see this mask.

Because this is the standard configuration of the young master of Tianmen!
"Recognize me, great!" Yang Feng smiled slightly, "Reciprocity, you sneak attack on my Tianmen headquarters and destroy the important military base of Tianmen with missiles."

"Now, I'll pay you back everything, it's your turn, Solomon, to taste the bombing!"

snort!
Soloham snorted coldly, "What a young master of Tianmen, you are really big enough!"

"I didn't expect you to survive! Don't think that you can compete with me!"

"Your Shura army has long been exhausted. Apart from bombing a few of my military bases, what can you do to me?"

Yang Feng smiled indifferently, "I really appreciate your aloof and arrogant look, which is exactly the same as your old man Mo Luo!"

"More than ten years ago, your father's Moro army was defeated by me, and your Solo army is no different!"

"If you don't believe me, let's wait and see! Let's compare on the battlefield!"

After the voice fell, Yang Feng automatically exited the screen, and it became pitch black in an instant.

Taking the initiative to show up to say hello to Soloham is also to declare war in person.

It also means that the Tianmen revenge battle has officially started!
boom!
Soloham thumped the table angrily, with an expression filled with righteous indignation.

The young master of Tianmen, Yang Feng, did not die, which had already shocked him enough.

Unexpectedly, he successfully launched the Tianmen Shura missile, which dealt him a heavy blow.

Solomon suffered a big loss!
The heavy strike weapons have all been destroyed and can no longer be used.

They can only compete with Tianmen on the battlefield.

Although Solomon's situation is not good, Soloham has not lost his confidence.

He knew that Tianmen released hundreds of missiles in one go, and there were not many in stock.

The next battle can only be a competition between regular teams.

In this regard, Solomon's army has the advantage.

His eyes changed rapidly, he immediately waved his hand, and ordered in a cold voice, "Pass me the order! Solo's army is waiting rigorously immediately, ready to meet the Tianmen Shura's army!"

"Destroy the invading enemy for me! Completely destroy the power of Tianmen! Kill the young master of Tianmen!"

……

the other side.

Yang Feng returned to the Great Wasteland of Linjiang City.

Everyone rushed to the combat command room immediately.

The ten generals, ten black enchantresses, and Lin Ruotong all gathered here.

"Old friend, how will we fight the next battle?" Di Long looked at Yang Feng and asked for his opinion.

The important military base of Solomon was bombarded with missiles before, and the expected effect was achieved.

It can be said that the set task has been successfully completed.

But it has little effect on destroying Solomon's living force.

Not too many Solo troops were wiped out, their radar system was not damaged, and they made early warning preparations in advance, and quickly escaped from the military base first.

The number of Solo's army killed by bombardment accounted for only a small part.

Yang Feng lit a cigarette and looked at the map.

"Start with Southeast Asia!"

"There are [-] Solomon defenders there, and there may be some incorporated local armed forces."

"It is estimated that there should be 10 people!"

Yang Feng spoke softly, this is the largest estimate given.

From here, gradually eliminate Solo's army.

Everyone has no opinion, anyway, they have already started a war with Solomon, and it doesn't matter where they fight from.

Just follow Yang Feng's command.

"Without further delay, assemble the army immediately!"

Yang Feng waved his hand to give an order.

Song Huang followed up and asked: "Young master, do you want to join the treasure hunting team that we recruited on the North African continent?"

Yang Feng shook his head slightly, "We don't need them for the time being, just let them stay there and train."

"When we have cleared the Southeast Asian area and headed to the North African continent to fight, let them participate in the battle."

"It's the young master." Song Huang replied, turned around and walked out of the camp, and began to summon the Shura army.

Not long after, on the training ground, the [-] Asura army was assembled.

Song Huang and other ten generals will stand at the forefront of the team.

Yang Feng came to the platform and looked at the Shura soldiers below.

"Brothers, it's time for our Tianmen revenge!"

"Go out today, avenge the ruined Tianmen! Avenge the brothers who died tragically!"

"This battle is for the honor of our Shura army!"

"[-] brothers died tragically and left us forever! On the battlefield today, we will take them to the front line together! Revenge!"

Fifteen thousand Asura warriors below shouted in unison in response.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Yang Feng waved his hand, signaling for everyone to calm down.

At this time, You Ye and the others pulled a long board and walked to the front of the team.

I saw that it was covered with white paper.

Each note has a name written on it.

There are as many as ninety thousand in total.

These were all soldiers from the original Shura army, but unfortunately died when Solomon bombed the Tianmen base.

Going to the battlefield today, you must take them with you.

This is called life and death!
Let's go to the battlefield to kill the enemy together!
Accompany them to watch Solo's army be wiped out and complete their revenge!

"These are our brothers who died tragically. If there are people who are close to you, you are allowed to take the note with you."

After Yang Feng's words fell, all Shura warriors stepped forward one after another.

These names are arranged on the long board, and there are rules to follow.

From Shura's first army to Shura's tenth army, line up in order.

Every Shura fighter can choose according to himself, the team he was in at the beginning.

"Wang Sheng! You blocked bullets for me back then! Let's go to the battlefield and kill the enemy with your brother!"

The white paper with Wang Sheng's name was torn off, and a soldier took it off and put it in his chest pocket.

"Li Zhennan, my brother! If you hadn't risked your life to save me from the bombing, I wouldn't have survived!"

"However, you saved me, but ruined your own life! Today, the young master leads us to the battlefield, and we brothers will fight side by side again! Kill Solo's army!"

"Chen Guang, my younger brother! I will take you to the battlefield for revenge!"

"Sun Shuimiao..."

"Wang Guangqing..."

"Zhou Xiaogang..."

"..."

In a short while, [-] pieces of paper disappeared from the long board.

All of them were distributed to [-] soldiers and carried on their bodies.

Yang Feng looked at everyone expressionlessly, and said loudly: "Brothers, there are too many words to boost morale, I don't want to say more."

"Going to the battlefield means life and death, and you may lose your life at any time! Even if I am the commander of the Shura army and the young master of Tianmen, I can't guarantee that each of you will come back alive safe and sound."

"Brothers, please accept my bow from Yang Feng! Kill him with a bang!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed his hands and bowed to all Shura warriors.

All the soldiers returned their salutes and shouted in unison, "I will follow the young master to the death!"

"Go straight forward a hundred steps to die, never retreat half a step to live!"

At this moment, a large number of people poured out of the training ground.

In the sanatorium, more than 6000 Shura warriors with disabilities also came here.