At this moment, a convoy rushed towards the southern part of Jinling, about to drive out of the city, with helicopters following him above his head to escort.

This is the guard of Liu Wanxiong, the leader of the Jinling Army, with a total of 200 people.

Sitting on the green jeep, Qin Fan looked at Wang Yong beside him: "Where is your army leading me?"

Wang Yong sat upright. He was not good at making friends. His voice was very hard: "Go back to Mr. Qin, the military leader is waiting for you in the Jinling camp. You will know the specific matters when you see the military leader."

Qin Fan nodded slightly, without thinking too much, sat in the green jeep and headed straight to the southern suburbs.

Half an hour later.

In the southern suburbs of Jinling, there are no high-rise buildings here, but there is a solemn atmosphere in the sky.

At this time, outside the military camp, Liu Wanxiong, who was tall and with a tiger back and a bear waist, was wearing military uniforms, and with a group of fierce subordinates, he was already waiting at the gate of the military camp. Although he was in his forties, he had bronze skin and a height of 1.85 meters, he showed his hardness.

He carried pine branches on his shoulders and two golden stars, which was particularly dazzling. He was an intermediate general.

Around him, there are five big men carrying a Venus star on their shoulders.

In the rear, there were five hundred soldiers in an orderly manner, like tigers and wolves entrenched, waiting for the battle.

It is worth mentioning that there is a pit above Liu Wanxiong's eyebrows, which was obviously formed by a bullet hitting a diameter of up to five centimeters. The scars cracked in all directions like spider webs, showing that they were extremely fierce.

At this time, a huge convoy of thousands of people drove towards the camp.

Dozens of helicopters followed, live ammunition loading, and hundreds of green jeeps on the ground.

A subordinate next to him came over and whispered: "The leader of the army, the commander is here in person."

Seeing this scene, Liu Wanxiong couldn't help but gasp: "The old commander's case is too scary, is it that all the senior leaders of the commander's headquarters come?"

"During the Three Kingdoms period, Emperor Liu visited the cottage three times and asked Kongming to come out of the mountain. It seems that the old commander was determined to win Master Qin."

Others don’t know the importance of a martial arts master to a war zone, but Liu Wanxiong is very clear about it.

There are five major war zones in Xia State, and almost every war zone has peerless masters who are responsible for training the soldiers. Each has the ability to take the heads of the enemy generals from the formation of ten thousand troops.

Their strength is all the best.

For example, Zhou Ziheng, the sword god in the Northern War Zone, is known as a man who steps into the divine realm with one foot. The Canglong special forces soldier he trains, each of them is the King of the Soldier Kings, and the King of the Soldier Kings he trains, and the special forces soldier who can fight one unit by one.

He himself is like a god of war.

In an era when such characters are not defeated, they are more precious than nuclear weapons and cannot be used for nuclear weapons, but such characters of the God of War level can be used for them and have a strong deterrence.

There are other war zones where strong people are in charge.

Only in the Central Plains War Zone, for some reasons, does not have such a peerless master in charge.

Liu Wanxiong knew that the old commander, who was his father's former subordinate, had longed for a peerless master for many years. Every time he saw him, he would ask him to find a peerless master who could compete with the Northern Sword God Zhou Ziheng but was undefeated, and suppress Zhou Ziheng's sharpness.

This time, such a master comes, he is Master Qin!

Picking the Star to kill people, stepping on the sky and killing the moon, holding divine punishment, and being only eighteen years old. If he could be attracted to the Central Plains War Zone, then there will be peerless masters in the Central Plains War Zone for a hundred years.

Even Liu Wanxiong was looking forward to hearing that Master Qin was willing to come.

At this time, the convoy arrived and the helicopter landed. An old man with short hair walked down from the chariot, followed by ten middle-aged and elderly men aged fifty to sixty.

They were all wearing military uniforms and all the Venus on their shoulders.

There are six stars and four stars.

One of the three stars is the old man with short hair.

It can be said that it is like a cloud.

Seeing this lineup, Liu Wanxiong couldn't help but breathe a breath. At first, he just wanted Master Qin to be responsible for helping to train the "sharp blade" of the Sword Special War Brigade.

Sharp Blade is a special force among special forces, and each one is a soldier king among soldiers.

But unexpectedly, after he handed the plan to the commander, the commander knew that there was such a master Qin, and he came to his Jinling Legion all at once.

Even the old commander came in person.

Liu Wanxiong hurriedly went up to greet him: "Old Chief, why are you here?"

The white-haired old man sneered: "Liu Wanxiong, do you think I am old and can't run away?"

Liu Wanxiong smiled awkwardly: "Don't dare, don't dare."

The old man with white hair immediately asked, "Where is that young master? Has the person come?"

The white-haired old man is named Zhou Chuanqi. He was once the first deputy general of Liu Nantian. After Liu Nantian retired, he became the successor. Now he commands dozens of legions. Although his prestige is not as good as Liu Nantian, he is not much weaker.

Liu Wanxiong hurriedly said, "Wait for a moment, Master Qin will arrive soon."

A tough middle-aged man of the same level as Liu Wanxiong couldn't help but brow: "Liu Wanxiong, I got the news. Do you say that the young master is only eighteen years old and his strength is chasing Zhou Ziheng, the sword god in the North?"

"We and the old leader both flew from all over the world. You'd better not make us happy."

Liu Wanxiong recognized this middle-aged man. He was the leader of the Dongdu Legion and also carried two stars on his shoulders. He was named Wang Chu. He had experienced training in the northern border when he was young and followed Zhou Ziheng, so he admired Zhou Ziheng more.

Liu Wanxiong smiled and said, "Brother Wang Chu, I know you know Zhou Ziheng, but I can tell you clearly that the Master Qin I invited may not be as strong as Zhou Ziheng, but he is definitely a peerless master."

"Zhou Ziheng entered the martial arts and transformed into the martial arts master at the age of 30, and became the master of martial arts. Master Qin entered the realm of transformation at the age of 18. He crossed the river with a reed, killed the enemy with a flying sword, killed the stars, stepped on the sky and killed the moon, and held the divine punishment in his hand. To put it bluntly, I don't think he is weaker than Zhou Ziheng."

Upon hearing this, everyone present took a breath, including the white-haired old man Zhou Chuanqi.

Zhou Chuanqi nodded slightly, revealing a hint of ruffianism that he had when he was young: "I'm looking forward to that young master after hearing what you said, I'm a little looking forward to that young master, I hope it won't disappoint you too much."

Wang Chu also snorted coldly: "Master Qin is an 18-year-old boy with no hair growing. What can I compare with Zhou Ziheng? Zhou Ziheng entered the realm of transformation at the age of 30, and is now fifty years old. It is said that he has already reached the divine realm of half a step, and is the real number one person in the martial arts world."

"When Master Qin comes, I have to compete with him to see if he is as powerful as you said."

Laughs were everywhere.

Zhou Chuanqi also smiled slightly: "It's a mule or a horse, you'll know when you pull it out later."

After a pause, Zhou Chuanqi said again: "If that young master is as powerful as Liu Wanxiong, no, as long as he has half of Zhou Ziheng's ability, I will go and find the old leader Liu Nantian, and join him in the group to ask the military headquarters for the young master, and worship him as the young general, and let him lead the 'sharp blade'."

hiss!

As soon as these words were spoken, all the generals present took a breath of air conditioning.

Master Qin was only eighteen years old, and the commander actually wanted to worship him as a young general. That was a step to reach the sky.

In ancient times, it was a title of marquis and ministers.

How great is it to be named a marquis at the age of 18? It has never happened since ancient times!
Chapter completed!