The personal soldier of the beautiful president

For the next five days, Death Valley was uneventful.

So much so that everyone is wondering whether there is really a different dimension.

Day [-].

Jiang Dingshan found Qin Feng and said directly: "It's already the sixth day, if there is no movement here tomorrow, we have to leave."

Jiang Dingshan did not suspect that Qin Feng's information was false.

However, although he is the head of the boss who came this time, he cannot ignore the opinions of other people.

Two have already offered to leave.

Staying here is just wasting time.

Every boss here occupies an important position, and every minute and every second is very precious.

"……it is good."

Qin Feng nodded, he did not persuade, nor did he explain much.

He understood Jiang Dingshan's difficulties.

If it were him, if he stayed in this wilderness for a week without any gains, he would lose his patience.

"If there is no movement tomorrow, you go first, I will continue to stay here, and try not to let a person from another dimension leave Death Valley." Qin Feng continued.

He is not trying to be a hero.

He just doesn't want to see practitioners from different dimensions harm China!

He now has someone he wants to protect!

"Thanks a lot."

Jiang Dingshan patted Qin Feng's shoulder and said with emotion, "You, like your father, are loyal and brave men who are dedicated to the country!"

The relationship between Qin Feng and Qin Tianlong is no longer a secret among the senior management of Huaxia.

Qin Feng smiled, and was about to say something when his brows suddenly raised, he looked up to the north, then turned his head and shouted at the soldiers of the Special War Battalion: "Let's line up and protect you guys."

"Boss, you can't stay here."

Qin Feng casually threw Jiang Dingshan into the air, and landed firmly in the defensive circle of the special warfare battalion. Then he stood at the mountain pass and stared at the four men in ancient costumes who were getting clearer and clearer in the northern sky!

The soldiers of the Special Operations Battalion also reacted quickly, and immediately loaded their guns, took their positions, protected several big men in the middle, and aimed their guns at the four youths in ancient costumes who appeared in the north of Death Valley.

These four youths in ancient costumes stopped on a hillside in the north of Death Valley.

They also saw Qin Feng in the south and the soldiers of the Special Operations Battalion, but they did not advance rashly.

"Qin Feng, negotiate first, and then do it if you can't agree!"

Qin Feng was about to fly over when he heard Jiang Dingshan's instructions.

"it is good!"

Qin Feng nodded and agreed.

Huaxia's consistent policy is, peace!
Force is a last resort.

Qin Feng walked into Death Valley, stood by the door, looked at the four young men in ancient costumes not far away, and said expressionlessly: "I am Qin Feng, the acting master of Huaxia Longmen, who are you?"

"Huaxia Longmen? I know you. It is a government-like institution composed of a group of practitioners. To put it bluntly, it is the eagle dog of the imperial court!"

One month old, the youth in white costume sneered, his face full of sarcasm.

"You people are also worthy of being called practitioners? It simply tarnishes the identity of practitioners."

"Practitioners have always been above human beings and countries. The power of this world has always been in the hands of practitioners. When will we practitioners bow down to a group of ordinary people? It's ridiculous!"

"The disgusting eagle dog, thrown into the face of the practitioner, get out!"

The other three young men in ancient costumes also made no secret of their disdain and disdain for Qin Feng.

The idea they have always accepted is that the practitioner is the supreme ruler and an extremely noble existence.

They have always been the only ones who have enslaved and controlled human beings, and no human beings have ever dared to control them.

During their trip to the north, they learned a lot about the local customs and customs, and also heard a lot of secrets and legends.

Naturally, I have also heard about Longmen!

Longmen's reputation in China is extremely prominent, it's hard for them not to know!
What makes them very disgusted is that, as an organization of practitioners, they should bow their knees to the imperial court, which is unbelievable.

Qin Feng sneered and said: "The times are advancing and society is developing. If you continue to use the old ideas and don't update your brain system, you will be the one who will be laughed at in the end!"

"Stubborn, I will give you a chance to be loyal now. Kneel down and submit to me. When I sweep the world at Kunlun Ruins, you will also be famous in history!"

The young man in moon-white costume looked down at Qin Feng from a height, and said in a very arrogant manner.

It seems that Qin Feng's ability to surrender to him is the blessing of Qin Feng's several lifetimes of cultivation.

"Kunlun Ruins? The alien space behind this door is called Kunlun Ruins?"

Qin Feng quickly flipped through the inherited memories in his mind, and soon he found the relevant records of Kunlun Ruins.

"Kunlun Ruins is the most mysterious place in the world of practice, and it is also the fairyland that countless practitioners yearn for most! And I am the No. 13 disciple of the master of Kunlun Ruins, boy, it is your destiny that you can surrender to me. It’s just one step up to the sky.”

The young man in Yuebai's ancient costume said proudly, "Hurry up and swear!"

"Heh... Immortal Realm? You really put gold on your face. You call the shelter built by a group of bereaved dogs 3000 years ago, unexpectedly?"

Qin Feng sneered, his face full of mockery.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

The face of the young man in the moon-white ancient costume suddenly darkened, and the cold light in his eyes was wanton, "Eighteen, kill him!"

"Yes, Thirteenth Senior Brother!"

A young man in dark yellow ancient costume responded, and immediately rose into the sky, holding a huge broadsword in both hands, and slashed at Qin Feng fiercely with the momentum of thunder.

A crack was cut in the void by this sword!
The sharp cold wind is raging and roaring!

The sword hadn't arrived, but the sharp sword energy made Qin Feng feel a slight pain in his cheek.

He looked at the slashing sword with a blank expression on his face, and he didn't even make a move to dodge.

"Sicha, the Eighteenth Junior Brother's Mount Tai sword is a great achievement. Slashing down with one sword is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. No matter how powerful he is, he can't catch it!"

The young man in the moon-white costume sneered, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to have seen the bloody scene of Qin Feng being cut into flesh by a sword, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but draw an arc of excitement.

Mountain Pass in Death Valley.

Mo Jianguo and Jiang Dingshan both saw this scene, and they were very worried.

Jiang Dingshan even asked the snipers of the special warfare battalion to snipe and kill the dark yellow youth in ancient costume, so as to create time for Qin Feng to evade!

They don't know much about spiritual practice.

Just what the eyes can see, Qin Feng seems to be very dangerous.

However, the battalion commander of the special warfare battalion stopped it.

The battalion commander of the special warfare battalion came from a small cultivating family. He is not strong, but he can also feel Qin Feng's terror.

Moreover, he has heard some rumors about Qin Feng in the practice world.

He felt that since Qin Feng dared to stand up, he must be able to deal with those men in ancient costumes.

The snipers of the special battalion are temporarily on standby.

At this time, he saw that the broad sword had already cut to the top of Qin Feng's head.

On Qin Feng's expressionless face, there was a playful grin, and the young man in dark yellow costume suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, his expression changed drastically.

He felt that the enemy under the sword suddenly changed from a sheep at the mercy of others to a vicious wolf who chose to eat others.

An unprecedented crisis of death enveloped him!
He wanted to retreat, but the momentum of the sword had already been established, and he had no way out, so he could only grit his teeth, bite the bullet and swung his sword down...