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This applies equally to the generals who lead the army and the soldiers at the bottom. "Okay." Lin Lang suddenly smiled and said: "Since you say everyone's status is based on strength, then how do we make a bet?" "How to bet?" The general in a tiger fur coat squinted at Lin Lang. Although Lin Lang's background is extraordinary, but his cultivation base is nothing but a situation, what fear does he have? "It's very simple. If I can win over all of you, you will call me a leader in a proper manner." Lin Lang stepped forward with a smile. "What do you say if you lose." The general of the tiger fur coat flashed. "If I lose, I will resign to the head of the team, and I will no longer step into the red tassel." Lin Lang proudly said, "But with you, I have no possibility of defeat." Lin Lang's words fell, The crowd below will show a disdainful expression. Lin Lang is only in a state of mind, and they can abuse each other if they walk out alone. If an immortal king, Shengzi, who is ninety-nine and ninety-nine, has said this, perhaps they can still face it. But now speaking in Lin Lang's mouth, even making them want to laugh. "The son of Daye Xianzong, let's practice with you." A middle-aged man with a green heavy armor stepped out of the crowd. He has double horns above his head, not a human race. General Niu Zuo, from the Niu and Demon clan, now controls a team of 8,000 monks among the strikers. He is also an immortal king with a perfect state, but he is far more powerful than the same state after fighting in the battlefield. Although he cannot be crushed, at least few people in the same state can resist his blow. "You are too few. Let's all go together." Lin Lang raised his eyes a little, and the sons of Immortal Realm all made his men's defeat, not to mention a fair and perfect fairy king. The Son has the capital to contend with the fairy emperor, but ninety-nine and ninety-nine perfection kings do not. "To deal with you, Lao Tzu is enough." Niu Zuo sneered. He waved his hands to stop the people behind him. His palm turned over, and a green whip appeared in his palm. Boom Boom Boom! The Bull Demon Race was extremely strong, and with the armor heavy on Yu Wanjin, whenever he fell on the ground, he made a muffled noise. The earth follows. "It's still like ants." Lin Lang's face was indifferent. He reached out a little, and a yellow beam burst in front of Niu Zuo. at first. Niu Zuo still sneered disapprovingly: "If there is only this power, then please get out of the red tassel." However, his voice has not yet fallen completely, and Lin Lang's attack on the other side has also reached his eyes. Only then did I realize this terrible attack in front of me. That has almost surpassed the limit that ninety-nine perfection fairy king can resist! boom! When the yellow light beam falls, Niu Zuo will be blown out directly, with huge smoke, blood and flesh on his body, and even the horns are melted. He had passed out, even if there was no real death, it was almost the same. This kind of injury, even if you take an elixir, at least half a month to recover. "You're ruthless! Niu Zuo has no injustice with you, but just learn from each other, but you refuse to be merciful and put him to death." Brother, Niu Zuo was seriously injured, how can they bear it? "You're looking for death!" A grumpy man could not control his emotions and rushed up first. And as he attacked Lin Lang, the scene was thorough. Regardless of whether he is the new striker leader who hurt them, he must fight back. They don't care about the punishment of the leader. Of course, they are also confident that they will beat Lin Lang to at least half of their own lives. Hurry! Everyone will rise to the sky and launch an attack against Lin Lang. Dazzling magical powers rose for a time, illuminating most of the battalion. Many monks still in the camp were so far away from the violent fighting fluctuations of the outside world that they quickly put on their armor and ran out of their accounts. "Enemies attack enemies!" Many people subconsciously thought that the underworld team killed. And at this time. Lin Lang also faced dozens of striker generals, still calmly, gently raised his hand, and one person was seriously injured and fell into the sky. Those monks who were still in the camp, just now wearing armor, walked out of the camp with weapons. But I saw a young man in front of him who was entangled with dozens of figures. Of course, it could not be called. It was simply unilateral. Seeing the sky in front of me, a figure was like dumplings, crackling from the sky. "Isn't that the striker's generals? Who are they besieging." These soldiers were a little stunned. A dozen strikers and generals laid siege to a young man who looked young, but they couldn't hold it for a round, slamming Lin Lang's body from the sky. Everyone spit out a few bites of old blood, and everyone was seriously injured by Lin Lang. "Look at a woolen thread, everyone has entered our red tassel camp, we are not going to help in the past." Some scholars were straight, and they rushed over immediately, but fortunately there was a female person nearby. "Help what." The female monk glared: "What other elder emperor of the commander has not shot, don't you understand?" "This person is also a person of the red tassel, or it is so big Not even the head of the group dared to stop it. "" You can't help you up. "" But ... "The soldier stopped talking. But what he did not expect was that the head of the regiment was not afraid to stop, nor did he not want to stop. It was Lin Lang who shot too fast, and when the regiment turned around, the battle on Lin Lang ’s side was over. Can he go out at this time, or collect corpses for others? But to his slight consolation, at least Lin Lang also showed mercy and beat the group into serious injuries, but none of them killed. At least he didn't hurt the striker's muscles, but he will be able to recover sooner or later. at this time. Lin Lang landed from the sky, and the fallen generals beside him were seriously injured one by one, and it was difficult to lift his arms. Some people are more stubborn and struggle to get up. Some simply closed their eyes and pretended to die. In the face of hundreds of thousands of monks up and down, they were severely wounded, and everyone else had no choice but to say that their position was not low. "If you are on the battlefield, everyone will be merciful to your men, and you will definitely not be as lifeless as you are now." "I have been merciless to your men." Lin Lang stood indifferently, looking around, but nothing. Dare to stare at him. One by one is ashamed. Each of them will not be less than a hundred years old. This should have been what they said to the head of the "rookie". "You said that the strength is great, whoever has the best fist will serve, and now I ask you." As he said, Lin Lang had already come to the tiger general. "Wake up." Lin Lang squatted and patted the latter's face: "I ask you, you can serve me." Hu Qiu will not look away, not speaking. Let him talk about being beaten in front of him, no matter what he does. Crisp, no longer answer. Lin Lang didn't continue to embarrass him, but just said: "I have to admit that the Emperor Dongjie really has a lot of friendship with you, but your cultivation is not worthy of his kindness." "You are too weak, Too incompetent, you have embarrassed him. "" With your strength, you also want to rescue the Emperor Dongzai and dream about it. "Lin Lang said with a mocking tone. "Since you have no strength, then follow me, and surrender to the strong, is your only hope to rescue the Emperor Dongjie." Although everyone was convinced, but they did not refute this reality. Emperor Qiang Rudong was trapped in the underworld, and life and death are unknown. What ability do these fairy kings have to save people? Say it. Lin Lang took Fang Lian directly and turned away. Next, he will go to his camp account to see, after all, he will spend a long time in the red tassel. With the departure of Lin Lang, the long-lost fire ignited in the hearts of the generals lying on the ground. Some people are in dignity, others are due to friendship, or both. indeed. The appearance of Lin Lang did not make any promises to them, nor did they threaten them to surrender, let alone mobilize their hearts. But it made them understand the reality. Indeed, even if they don't like Zai Linlang and want to rescue the Emperor Dongjie, they can only rely on the red tassels and Lin Lang. They have no choice! ... Lin Lang was thinking about it on the way back to the camp. Fang Lian thought, "Brother, will you be heavier with these subordinates, in case there is a war ..." "Relax." Lin Lang smiled. , Said: "For the time being, there will not be too many battles for the Red Talent Regiment. If there are, it will also be a battle of death." "Whether these people are in their heyday is not important at that time." "As for today, These people will also settle down for some time. In fact, the person said well, China and Israel are supreme, they will not hurt them, and it will take a long time to get their respect. "" Even if this respect is behind Fear is hidden. "Fang Lian's eyes flickered, thoughtfully. She will also lead the army in the future, so Lin Lang's office is also applicable to her. She is a commander-in-chief, and her status is not lower than these generals, only that she has no soldiers. The two returned to the camp account. On the other side of the Zhongda account, a fairy in purple clothes smiled bitterly. "When I first came to junior high school, all my subordinates were seriously wounded. This is the first time I have seen such a leader lead the team." "This little guy is really a troublemaker. No wonder he can do so many terrifying events in Fengxian War. "The leader Mo Shan also had a headache. The appearance of Lin Lang made his already messy heart even more uncomfortable. How to restrain such a reckless forward leader in the future is still a question.

That's right, this is the rule in the camp. Whoever has the hard fist and who has the most meritorious deeds can enjoy superhuman first-class power.

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