Infinite Battle

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Under Jiang Shang's many orders, the firewood was frantically added by those soldiers, and it burned until the morning before it was slowly extinguished. Jiang Shang also stood there all night and never left.

The sun in the early morning just appeared, Jiang Shang looked up at the sky, and walked towards the Grand Master's chair beside him. The multiple battles of two days and two nights made Jiang Shang a little tired at this time.

"You go down and rest, find me a good horse, and when things here are over, I will return to the capital to reinstate my job."

"Yes, my lord, I will be sent to you when I get down."

"Well, go down."

This leading soldier no longer had Jiang Shangxiaoqi's identity at this time. The Iron Master had been entrenched in Qingshui City for decades, but was destroyed overnight in the hands of Jin Yiwei. It can only be said that Jin Yiwei is still as frightening as ever.

Jiang Shang closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep leaning on his chair. It took only two or three days to come to Qingshui City, which has changed the sky in Qingshui City. It should have been quietly investigated according to Jin Yiwei's document, but Jiang Shang maintained himself. Armed force, do not want to waste too much time on this task, fast promotion of the position is the most important, other things are just trivial matters.

When Jiang Shang woke up, there was a horse tied to the tree in the yard, and the fire in the big pit had been extinguished, and the temperature had dropped. Jiang Shang leaned on the back of his chair and looked at the sky. There were countless stars on the clean night sky. Flickering, Jiang Shang has been driven to kill people all his life, and he has no other ability besides killing people.

If the main **** space does not appear, he should be killed by the young man Li in the sea and sky. Now think about it, only with the main **** space can he have a different life. This kind of life can be obtained by working hard. Points, and then strengthen the strength, everything is so beautiful.

If Jiang Shang didn’t have any goals before, then it’s different now. Although he can’t hold the sun, moon and stars at this time, he has been working hard in this direction since he figured it out. As for this The process, whether it’s killing the wild, or destroying humanity, as long as you can get that infinite power, it's worth it.

Once Jiang Shang met a person, that person, as a talented person with a wealth of knowledge, asked Jiang Shang when he died, he was like a corpse walking with him, and he only knew what was the point of taking the task of killing people?

At that time, Jiang Shang really could not answer this man’s question. This kind of false proposition was incomprehensible to Jiang Shang, but at this moment, he understood that the behavior that was incomprehensible in the eyes of others was his step by step. To move towards the means of taking charge of the supreme mighty force, killing one person is a crime, and tens of thousands are killed as executioners. What is the killing of a million?

If you don't understand, it doesn't mean that it is meaningless. Some people are born with no worries about food and clothing, beautiful women are in love, and there is no shortage of magical secrets.

But some people, born like ants, can only be a tool in the hands of others, and they can only be qualified to live by extracting their own value. If there is no value, then they are not even qualified to live.

Life is like a play.

Looking at the night sky, Jiang Shang's eyes are getting more and more blurred. He doesn't ask for what he has done, he just needs to move towards his goal.

As for the evaluation, leave it to the latecomers to evaluate it.

At the end of the self-torture, the blur in Jiang Shang's eyes disappeared, and a pair of golden eyes emerged, like a black hole in which people can find their own emotions. Countless people can find their own emotions in these eyes.

It's a pity that Jiang Shang's eyes are only looking down like an ant.

The twelfth pass of the Dragon's Golden Bell was quietly broken, but it was a pity that it was born out of the Dragon's Golden Bell from the Shaolin Supreme Martial Arts, and it lost its original face in the hands of Jiang Shang. After its twelfth pass, The compassion that should have appeared to the world has evolved into contempt for the world in Jiang Shang.

The golden color in Jiang Shang's eyes faded and turned into a pair of black and white eyes again. The change of the golden aura in his body has just begun. Jiang Shang looked at it and stopped paying attention. It may take a few days to see the transformation.

And Jiang Shang got up and came to the edge of the big pit. Looking at the glazed soil layer on the edge, Jiang Shang jumped up and landed firmly on the rockery. Falling into the big pit underneath.

The entrance of the secret room was also revealed in Jiang Shang’s eyes. The reason for the metal expansion and contraction was that the iron door had been deformed. Jiang Shang lifted his left leg, his internal energy circulated extremely rapidly in his body, and he stepped on it with his left foot. .

Kuang Dang...

Jiang Shang stepped on the iron gate directly with one foot and fell into the secret room. A smell of meat spurted out of the secret room, causing Jiang Shang to cover his mouth and nose with his right hand.

In Daqin, there is a saying that people can eat one another and die by a curse. After the development of science later, the secret of this sentence has also been solved. As a creature of all things, natural selection and outstanding creatures depend on Only by unity can we embark on this fast lane of evolution.

And this has also been genetically burned by the efforts of generations to record the deepest part of the human body. If there is a cannibal, the gene will inevitably collapse and die.

This is a human race, a law engraved in instinct in order to prevent the same race, and Jiang Shang has naturally learned this in the organization. The dark growth environment of the scavenger, if there is no such knowledge instillation, the same kind Food will inevitably happen.

To be a human being, as long as one does not break away from the human race, cannibalism is always a taboo.

The strong smell of meat appeared from the secret room until it filled the entire yard. Jiang was still helpless~www.NovelMTL.com~ he could only cover his mouth and nose with one hand, jumped out of the secret room, and landed on the ground. Seven or eight corpses piled up at the door. , Seems to be the last to escape from the exit.

Jiang Shang skipped these corpses, walked inside, and finally came to the innermost place. Looking at the meat ball surrounded by at least a dozen people in the hall, Jiang Shang walked directly forward, and the whole meat ball fell apart with a punch. , Revealing the figure in the middle.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, or a young man, had passed out at this time, and his face was pale and curled up into a ball. It seemed that because of Jiang Shang's fist wind, the young man slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes to look at Jiang Shang, who was covered in blood, the confusion in his eyes disappeared instantly, full of hatred and anger, staring at Jiang Shang.

"So many people are willing to die in order to keep you alive. Are you Yan Zhendong's son?"

Jiang Shang said to the young man in a calm voice, it seems that the man was not killed by him, and the iron master is not the same as he killed him.

"Dog... officer... you... don't... well... die."

The evaporation of water caused the young man's voice to be permanently damaged, and his speech was extremely hoarse.

"Do you want to take revenge if you live by stealing it? Even if you practice hard for many years, what's the use? I practice for one day, more than one year of your practice, and live in pain full of hatred. It is better for me to send you a ride. ."

Jiang Shang's calm tone made the anger in the young man's eyes even more exuberant. Looking at the young man who wanted to say something, Jiang Shang slowly raised his left fist and pulled his legs apart.

boom……

A loud noise rang in this secret room for a long time, and the young man in front of Jiang Shang, under Jiang Shang's fist, exploded into a blood mist directly, floating in the air of the secret room.

"Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and regenerates."

Jiang Shang's voice came from afar, and the place was empty.