Wang Fan let go of his hand, and the man's body fell to the ground as if it had no bones, shrunk into a ball, and then moved like a dead fish.

During the whole process, Wang Fan's eyes did not change for a moment, there was no sympathy, no pity, no patience, only calm.

In this world, there are countless individuals, each of whom is a complete individual and a living life, but there are some people who think they are superior and qualified to dominate the lives of others, wantonly trample on the dignity of others, completely lose their humanity, and have distorted three views.

Just like a whip bearer, he treats people as animals? He can beat people when he wants, he can kill them when he wants to, and killing a person is more casual than killing a dog, and without thinking about it, he will gouge out people's eyes and deprive him of his life! This is something that Wang Fan absolutely and absolutely cannot tolerate!

Wang Fan thinks that he is not a good person, nor is he a wicked person, but on the other hand, he can be a good person or an evil person, and he can change his good and evil according to the situation, this is his Wang Fan's style!

He is a good person when he treats a good person, and he is a wicked person when he treats a wicked person, and he has to be worse than a wicked person!

"It's not a pity for you to die! But I'm not a person who kills indiscriminately, I will spare your life, and I will sit in a wheelchair in the next life and think about how to be a man!" Wang Fan finished coldly, then raised his head, no longer looked at him, and walked past him.

Sima Jing was completely shocked at the moment, this series of things happened so quickly, between the ups and downs of the rabbit, the situation was completely reversed, and when he reacted, Wang Fan had already leveled everyone.

Gotta get to—

Countless horses' hooves came from all directions, and the movement here was not small, and the screams pierced the sky, if they hadn't attracted attention, it would be strange.

About 20 horses came from all sides, surrounded Wang Fan in the middle, and immediately sat a stubborn warrior, long knives, spears, and spears reflected the cold light, and the murderous spirit was fierce.

If you have the ability to do the slave trade, how can you be good at it? Just looking at this battle, they are not ordinary thugs, and the evil aura on their bodies is very strong, and it is obvious that they are all veterans who have charged into battle.

Wang Fan's face was gloomy, more than 20 battle-hardened veterans, plus the help of war horses, armor, and weapons, were enough to pose a threat to him!

If the mana is still there, it will naturally be done in minutes, but now his state is very bad, the mana cannot be used, and he has not survived the flesh, in terms of the flesh, although it is far from being comparable to ordinary people, but if it is poked by the spear in the hands of these guys, it is still a blood hole!

The Panying Sword was also silent in the dantian, and it could not be taken out without mana.

Wang Fan's thoughts turned sharply in his heart, looking for a way to get out.

And these people were not in a hurry to step forward to make a move, but controlled the war horse to revolve around Wang Fan, limiting his range of activities to these two square circles, staring at him with a pair of eyes, without the slightest emotion, the war horse snorted from time to time, and the blade reflected a sharp metallic luster.

A tall, jujube red horse shrouded in steel scales approached, riding a stout man also in iron armor, with a grim skull-like mask on his face, revealing only his mouth and a pair of indifferent eyes.

Needless to say, this man was the leader of this cavalry, carrying a majestic thick iron spear, and his aura was terrifying.

He glanced at Wang Fan coldly, murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and his mouth moved lightly: "Take it, discard your limbs, and wait for disposal!"

The order was forbidden, and more than twenty cavalrymen moved at the same time and shot directly.

Airplanes!

A spear stabbed like lightning, pointing directly at Wang Fan's shoulder, and a metallic sound sounded in the air, which was very fierce.

Wang Fan's eyes froze, his body shook to avoid the spear, and at the same time, he kept moving, as if he had eyes behind him, and squatted suddenly, almost at the same time, four or five spears flew over his head, and the strong wind blew cold behind his ears.

At this time, there was a loud wind on the left, and a skull-sized hammer smashed down, targeting Wang Fan's thigh, and before it was finished, the sound of breaking the air on the right came, and a horse chopping knife chopped down.

More than 20 people shot at the same time, sitting on horseback and condescendingly scolding him with sharp weapons, and they did not look messy because of the field factors, but cooperated seamlessly and were proficient in the method of joint attack.

In other unarmed people, under such a terrible siege, I am afraid that they would have been planted a long time ago, but they were dealing with Wang Fan, and it was destined to be impossible to take down so easily.

"Hah!"

Wang Fan shouted violently, jumped up, like a dormant tiger suddenly rushed out of the grass, his body brushed into the air, flew to the top of the cavalry, and stabbed seven or eight spears into the air under his body.

Before he could take back his weapon, Wang Fan roared and pounced, smashing out with a thunderous punch.

Click!

The head of a cavalryman was smashed directly from the front to the back, the neck bone was broken, the neck was twisted seven hundred and twenty degrees, the chin was drooping on the back, and the dead were completely planted from the horse.

Wang Fan hooked his feet, the cavalryman's spear was in hand, and then the whole person was already riding on horseback.

Fighting to the death, Wang Fan can't be merciful, and he has no mana at the moment, and he doesn't have that capital if he wants to stay.

Everyone was shocked, from Wang Fan dodging the blade, jumping into the air, killing, seizing the soldiers, and getting on the horse, this series of difficult actions was completed in less than two seconds, so fast that it was incredible, and it was difficult for normal people to react.

Knowing that he had encountered a hard idea, the twenty or so extraordinary people were not afraid, but roared angrily and rushed towards him, waving weapons in their hands, and the whispers of death resounded in the air.

As soon as Wang Fan pulled the reins, the war horse let out an earth-shattering neigh, stood upright, and more than ten blades flew past the horse's belly.

"Kill!"

Wang Fan immediately crossed the spear, directly picked up the spear, like a stick, swept out horizontally, and the head of the spear crossed a full arc in the air, enveloping the seven or eight people closest to him around.

Laugh at!

The sharp spear head instantly tore the throats of seven or eight people, and three of them were directly beheaded, and their heads flew into the air, and blood sprayed out, but there was only one sound, because the speed of this blow was too fast!

Seven or eight corpses flew upside down like kites with broken strings, and in an instant people turned on their backs, clearing an open space.

Blood also splashed on Wang Fan's body, the slave "uniform" was dyed red, his face was expressionless, his face remained unchanged at all, after letting go of a circle of people, he did not love to fight at all, and with a rein, the war horse neighed, rushed out of the encirclement, and sprinted towards the periphery.

The cavalry leader's pupils contracted, his fists clenched suddenly, Wang Fan's strength was beyond his imagination, he was a very terrifying battle formation master, a powerful person who could crisscross on the battlefield, it was likely to be a young general of any country!

This kind of reaction, this kind of speed, this kind of strength, as well as courage and mind, is not something that ordinary masters have!

(End of chapter)