Chapter: 1287
Ruan Qingshan's right arm was gone, dripping with blood, his face was full of pain, and his eyes were full of fear looking at Chen Ning.
Li Zichen and Ruan Qingshan's subordinates were all stunned.
When the majestic God of War of the wolf country used his famous stunt of "Lang Dao Killing Fist", his right arm was blown away by the opponent's punch.
God!
This Chen Ning is too strong!
Ruan Qingshan's face was ashen, he looked at Chen Ning in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Who the hell are you? There are not many people in the world who can beat me like this with one punch!"
Chen Ning said calmly: "You bastard, you don't deserve to know my identity."
Rats!
Ruan Qingshan had a complicated expression, this was the second time Chen Ning called him a rat.
He couldn't help but think of Chen Ning saying that three years ago, he teamed up with masters from eighteen countries to form a coalition to attack the young marshal in the north, and in the end he was so frightened that he left his allies and ran away in embarrassment.
He looked at the appearance of Chen Ning in front of him again, and soon, Chen Ning's appearance merged with that of the Northern War God who was wearing a handsome robe three years ago.
Boom!
Ruan Qingshan trembled all over, and a thunderbolt flashed in his mind.
Chen Ning turned out to be the young marshal of the northern region, the Chinese god of war that the world's powerhouses turn pale!
He screamed loudly: "You, you, you are the young marshal of the northern border, the Chinese god of war."
"No wonder you and your group of guards were able to rob the prison with ease."
"It's no wonder that the eighteen knights from the north will appear here."
"No wonder I was defeated by your punch!"
"It turns out that all of this is because you are the Chinese God of War."
Ruan Qingshan's words resounded throughout the battlefield.
Many soldiers of the wolf country who were still fighting stubbornly lost all fighting spirit when they heard his words, and they were so frightened that they threw away their weapons and surrendered.
Ruan Qingshan's words were like bullets, mercilessly hitting Li Zichen's heart.
Li Zichen's body froze, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
Chen Ning is the young marshal of the North!
He couldn't accept this terrible reality, and murmured to himself in a trembling voice: "Impossible, impossible..."
However, Ruan Qingshan's next behavior made him completely desperate.
Ruan Qingshan didn't care about the serious injury of his missing right arm, he struggled to climb in front of Chen Ning, knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy: "I beg the Huaxia God of War to spare me, I beg the God of War to spare me..."
Ruan Qingshan's subordinates also threw away their weapons one by one, lying on the ground trembling.
Chen Ning said indifferently: "Now you know how to beg for mercy!"
"Aren't you awesome when you colluded with Li Zichen and William to illegally arrest my wife and Dr. Qin on trumped-up charges?" JrNovels.com
Li Zichen and Ruan Qingshan's subordinates were all stunned.
When the majestic God of War of the wolf country used his famous stunt of "Lang Dao Killing Fist", his right arm was blown away by the opponent's punch.
God!
This Chen Ning is too strong!
Ruan Qingshan's face was ashen, he looked at Chen Ning in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Who the hell are you? There are not many people in the world who can beat me like this with one punch!"
Chen Ning said calmly: "You bastard, you don't deserve to know my identity."
Rats!
Ruan Qingshan had a complicated expression, this was the second time Chen Ning called him a rat.
He couldn't help but think of Chen Ning saying that three years ago, he teamed up with masters from eighteen countries to form a coalition to attack the young marshal in the north, and in the end he was so frightened that he left his allies and ran away in embarrassment.
He looked at the appearance of Chen Ning in front of him again, and soon, Chen Ning's appearance merged with that of the Northern War God who was wearing a handsome robe three years ago.
Boom!
Ruan Qingshan trembled all over, and a thunderbolt flashed in his mind.
Chen Ning turned out to be the young marshal of the northern region, the Chinese god of war that the world's powerhouses turn pale!
He screamed loudly: "You, you, you are the young marshal of the northern border, the Chinese god of war."
"No wonder you and your group of guards were able to rob the prison with ease."
"It's no wonder that the eighteen knights from the north will appear here."
"No wonder I was defeated by your punch!"
"It turns out that all of this is because you are the Chinese God of War."
Ruan Qingshan's words resounded throughout the battlefield.
Many soldiers of the wolf country who were still fighting stubbornly lost all fighting spirit when they heard his words, and they were so frightened that they threw away their weapons and surrendered.
Ruan Qingshan's words were like bullets, mercilessly hitting Li Zichen's heart.
Li Zichen's body froze, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
Chen Ning is the young marshal of the North!
He couldn't accept this terrible reality, and murmured to himself in a trembling voice: "Impossible, impossible..."
However, Ruan Qingshan's next behavior made him completely desperate.
Ruan Qingshan didn't care about the serious injury of his missing right arm, he struggled to climb in front of Chen Ning, knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy: "I beg the Huaxia God of War to spare me, I beg the God of War to spare me..."
Ruan Qingshan's subordinates also threw away their weapons one by one, lying on the ground trembling.
Chen Ning said indifferently: "Now you know how to beg for mercy!"
"Aren't you awesome when you colluded with Li Zichen and William to illegally arrest my wife and Dr. Qin on trumped-up charges?" JrNovels.com
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