Doomsday Rebirth: I have a 100-fold space replication system

Wang Long narrowed his eyes slightly.

Things seem to be getting more and more interesting!

Wang Long got off the car, and the 160 team members behind him followed him neatly. Although the number of the other side was several times that of his own, the murderous aura exuded made the thousand-man team on the opposite side feel extremely depressed.

Wang Long looked at the young man standing in the front. Based on his unruly face, he could guess his identity.

But the gray-clothed old man next to him was hard to tell. This man stepped on the snow with bare feet, carrying a long knife behind him, with a restrained breath, just like a hermit!

Wang Long walked 50 meters away from Dong Yanwu and stopped, looking at the opposite side calmly.

Dong Yanwu looked at Wang Long on the opposite side with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes. Although there were only more than 100 people on the opposite side, they were all extraordinary and they were not ordinary soldiers at a glance.

This sense of oppression made the blood in his body begin to boil!

He was eager to fight with the opponent. The stronger the opponent was, the more excited he was, and the faster his strength would improve.

"Are you from the God of War Base?"

Dong Yanwu said fiercely.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Long's eyes.

"You are well-informed, right? It seems that you have planted a lot of spies in Zhang Facai!"

Dong Yanwu smiled coldly,

"I was going to use these spies to deal with Zhang Facai, but I didn't expect that the waste was so weak that he surrendered in just half a day. It really wasted my energy!"

Then he glanced at Wang Long and said proudly.

"I didn't expect that you were so confident that you dared to attack my base. Haven't you heard my story? I haven't looked for you yet, but you took the initiative to come to my door, which saved me an extra trip!"

Wang Long couldn't help laughing out loud.

Dong Yanwu frowned,

"What are you laughing at? Is what I said funny?"

Wang Long waved his hand and said lightly.

"Sorry, I really couldn't hold it back. I shouldn't laugh in such a serious occasion, but your confidence made me really couldn't help it!"

"Are you so confident that you can defeat me?"

Dong Yanwu walked out slowly, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Since I awakened my superpowers, I have experienced more than a dozen battles, and I have never lost a single battle, and no one has ever escaped from my hands alive!"

"Then I really want to break your record today to see how strong you are!"

Wang Long walked to the middle of the two armies with a relaxed look on his face and stood there casually.

Dong Yanwu walked slowly towards Wang Long, and his momentum became stronger with every step he took. When he was ten meters away from Wang Long, his momentum reached its peak.

His long hair moved without wind, and his red eyes glowed like a beast.

"Come and fight!"

Dong Yanwu roared,

He pushed the ground with one foot,

The whole body shot out with the force, and a punch passed, causing a whistling wind, with amazing momentum!

The gray-clothed old man standing in the distance watching the battle looked at Dong Yanwu's movements and nodded imperceptibly.

In just a few days, the disciple's strength has become stronger.

Wang Long also looked at Dong Yanwu with some surprise,

This guy is really something, his strength has reached the level of the God of War team, and he really has the capital to be proud.

Dong Yanwu's figure came in front of Wang Long in a breath,

The fist of his right hand, with an unstoppable momentum, hit Wang Long's head fiercely.

Just when his fist was about to hit Wang Long's head,

Wang Long casually stretched out his left hand and grabbed his fist, which seemed effortless!

Dong Yanwu's expression changed, and he immediately stretched back his arm, but no matter how hard he tried, the opponent still held his fist tightly.

Dong Yanwu's heart was immediately shocked.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation. In the past, apart from his master, no one had ever been able to catch his punch so easily.

Who is this person and why is he so powerful!

Wang Long looked at Wang Long with a smile and gave him a positive answer.

"Yes, your strength is indeed good, and you do have the capital to be proud, but you still have a long way to go to defeat me!"

As soon as Wang Long finished speaking, he used his left and right strength to bend it downwards,

"Crack".

Dong Yanwu's wrist was immediately broken, and then he kicked Dong Yanwu in the stomach.

Dong Yanwu screamed and was kicked more than ten meters away.

Seeing this, the gray-clothed old man disappeared instantly and caught Dong Yanwu steadily.

At this time, Dong Yanwu's face was pale, and there was no more sharpness in his eyes, as if he had lost his temper.Like a deflated ball, full of dejection.

The invincible fighting spirit in my heart collapsed!

One move!

Just one move! I was defeated miserably!

I thought that with my strength, I had no opponent in the entire Shangjing City. Now it’s really ridiculous.

Thinking about what I just said, I was just like a clown!

The gray-clothed old man also saw the change in Dong Yanwu’s eyes and immediately comforted him.

"Yanwu, don’t be discouraged. Temporary failure is nothing. Learning from experience and improving your strength is what you should do most!"

Dong Yanwu nodded with difficulty.

He also understood the truth, but he couldn’t get up the anger in his heart!

"Don’t worry, disciple, your hatred will be avenged for you!"

The gray-clothed old man said in a cold tone.

"Master, don’t kill him, otherwise the inner demon of my disciple will never disappear in this life. I want to kill him openly!"

The gray-clothed old man nodded with relief.

He handed Dong Yanwu to his subordinates behind him, and then turned to look at Wang Long.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

He was a man who protected his children, and Dong Yanwu was his favorite disciple.

If his disciple hadn't asked him to spare his life, he would have cut off his head with a sword.

"Boy, you hurt my disciple, I should have killed you to avenge my disciple, but you can't die now, I decided to spare your life first!"

Wang Long looked at the old man in front of him. Although he couldn't see his depth, he was not a master who would suffer a loss, so he directly retorted.

"Humph! What a joke, who are you, and you spared my life, what are you pretending to be!"

A trace of coldness flashed across the eyes of the gray-clothed old man.

"Ignorant boy, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is when you have a little strength. Today, I will let you see my methods!"

The gray-clothed old man disappeared instantly, and when he appeared again, he had come to Wang Long.

Teleport!

Wang Long's eyes were solemn. This old guy was not simple!

The gray-clothed old man slapped out with a palm, and rushed straight to Wang Long's chest with a destructive momentum!

Wang Long did not dare to be arrogant, and also clenched his right fist and blasted out with all his strength!

The fist and the palm collided instantly!

There was a dull sound of "bang!"

The two figures retreated at the same time!