Whether it was the Four Great Masters or the disciples, or Cixi and Youquan, Li Fan's sudden rush out made them feel a little unbelievable.

Even if Yimei had already had a premonition that Li Fan would be the biggest variable in this demon killing operation, the scene at this moment still made him feel incredible.

Cixi also lost her previous arrogance, and her eyes skimmed over the five-star red flag waving behind Li Fan, the group of ghosts glaring angrily, and the high-spirited People's Liberation Army. There was some inexplicable panic

"People's Republic of China, what kind of country is this, why haven't you heard of it?"

The four masters exchanged a look.

Zhang Yuanfang said excitedly to a frown

"What is the origin of this fellow Daoist? Why is there such a strong luck wrapped around his body? What kind of country is this more vigorous luck than when the Manchu Qing Dynasty was at its strongest? And it seems to be the dynasty of my Han people? ”

Yimei also shook his head in surprise

"I don't know, I just know that this fellow Daoist is from a sect called Xingchen"

The silver dollar kept blooming in the air, and the luck vessel that condensed the will of hundreds of millions of people continuously transmitted the power to Li Fan, the only one in the field who was connected to China's luck.

Nurhachi roared and slowly stepped back, clenching the big knife in his hand, Li Fan at this moment made him feel a little dangerous.

However, the mutation behind Li Fan is not over yet. The phantoms quickly multiplied, from the rags, rags, leggings, and leggings of the Eighth Route Army to the last steel soldier with a Type 95 rifle and a steel helmet.

Li Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face showed the most sincere disdain and disdain

"Han dog? We are descendants of the dragon! ”

An earth-shattering dragon roar sounded from Youquan's bosom. A small black dragon suddenly broke free from its shackles and rushed into the air, rising in the wind, and finally formed an incomparably huge dragon flying behind Li Fan's back, with endless joy in his eyes.

Cixi's face was pale, but her originally delicate face was like a ghost at the moment

Screaming and shouting, "It's all fake!" It's all illusions! There is no army that is the match of my Great Qing Iron Cavalry! Kill them! ”

Nurhachi hesitated for a moment, but with a roar of rage, he urged the iron horse to rush forward.

Li Fan slowly raised his hand, but in just a few seconds, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

He glanced back at his revolutionary forefathers who were also smiling at him.

Li Fan's eyes suddenly welled up uncontrollably with big tears. He smiled and wiped away his tears

Leap into the air. "I don't regret planting flowers in this life, and I will be a Chinese in the next life!" Premier Zhou, this prosperous world is as you wish! ”

Raise your fists and shout angrily

"The final evolution of the iron fist of socialism, the glory of communism!"

A dazzling red light shone from Li Fan's body. It was as if he were the sun, radiating endless light and heat.

The black dragon flew around him.

The warriors drew their broadswords behind them and raised their rifles. A tick-tock bugle sounded. The black-pressed warriors scattered with a whoosh, forming an inverted V-shaped team of three people in a team of three, and rushed forward with a half-squatting body.

Nurhachi turned into a gray light and rushed into the crowd, and many warriors were directly scattered with each slash. In a short period of time, he actually split up almost a thousand fighters.

This scene made the originally high mood of the four major masters lower again.

"What can I do? Although Poor Dao doesn't understand military affairs, he also knows that the melee between cavalry and infantry is slaughter! ”

Cixi saw that her Manchu iron cavalry was constantly slaughtering these "mud legs", but she let go of her heart and laughed.

"What kind of dragon descendant, I think it's a descendant of worm, right? Vulnerable! ”

In the sun in the sky, Li Fan smiled and raised his hand again.

A tall stone tablet slowly manifested on the battlefield.

This stele is square, there are three parts of pedestal, Sumeru seat and stele body, the pedestal is divided into two layers, surrounded by white marble railings, and there are steps on all sides. The lower seat is begonia-shaped, and the upper seat is square. On the pedestal is a large and small Sumeru seat, and the upper small Sumeru seat is engraved with nine wreaths composed of peonies, lotuses, chrysanthemums, and drapes. The lower Sumeru seat is inlaid with nine huge white marble reliefs on all sides.

Another solemn and grand voice roared

"The people's heroes are immortal!"

With this sentence, eight golden characters also appeared on the stele.

One by one, the soldiers who had been split up rushed out of the stone monument and rushed to the battlefield again.

Cixi was halfway through laughing and suddenly froze.

He pointed at his throat with a gurgling finger, but could not say a word

In Xingchen's hospital medical center, the medical staff has given up the treatment and is ready to let Zhu Bajie spend his last days quietly. Li Fan slammed open the door and rushed in, stuffing a white pill into the mouth of Zhu Bajie, who was about to be covered with a white cloth.

The medical room looked at Li Fan, who was covered in blood and panting heavily, full of expectations, his heart was slightly sour, and he stepped forward to hold him and said softly

"Let it go peacefully"

Li Fan shook off his hand and did not speak, but stared at Zhu Bajie deadly.

Inadvertently, Zhu Bajie's paws moved, and in the expression of the medical staff as if he had seen a ghost, he opened his eyes and glanced at Li Fan. I closed my eyes again.

Li Fan suddenly cried, wiped a handful of tears, and carefully placed the washed silver cup next to it. Then he was kicked out of the emergency room by medical personnel.

Mentally exhausted and returned to the dormitory, although in reality Li Fan only went for a moment and came back, but in fact he experienced a lot.

The last dragon qi of Cixi in Tanglin was finally defeated by Li Fan's socialist brilliance, and the four major masters took the opportunity to change the Four Elephant Array and directly refined Cixi in the array.

This demon queen used the blood pool of life yin and yang to create corpse demons, but after being refined, it turned into a supreme healing elixir life creation pill.

Thinking that in the end, Li Fan took off his shirt again, and a tattooed dragon suddenly appeared on his upper body because of his cultivation.

The dragon's head is on the left chest, the two paws are on the shoulders, and the back is a sinuous dragon body, but the dragon's tail is around the waist.

This tattooed dragon is lifelike, the dragon's eyes are blazing, very smart, like a living thing. This is the last dragon of Taihang Mountain who was forcibly transformed into a black dragon and could not return to the earth, and finally relied on the tattoo on Li Fan's body.

In addition, Li Fan's biggest gain was two swords.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a small wooden sword, which showed a faint cyan color, as if it was a fine green jade, and there were countless seals on the sword with a bloodline texture.

There are also four words "wind, thunder, rain and electricity"

The original bronze color on the Beidou Sword has a touch of light purple on it. There are also four characters on it, "sun, moon, yin and yang"

Li Fan laughed a few times, I'm afraid Zhang Tianshi is thundering now, at that time, the purple and green swords were destroyed by Nurhachi, but I didn't expect the sword soul to be attached to the small wooden sword and the Beidou sword under the attraction of Li Fan's last breath.

After being happy for a while, Li Fan smacked his lips, looked at Xiao Mujian and thought about it. Now that the small wooden sword has been replaced with a shotgun. If you become a wooden sword that has escaped from low-level fun, you can't call it a nickname, and you have to have a strong name.

Thunderstorm and electricity? It's better to call it the February Festival...... Everything is out of the earthquake, the earthquake is thunder, so it is said to be stung, it is the stinging insect that is frightened and runs away. Very apt!

While narcissistically holding the two swords, Li Fan finally couldn't support it and fell asleep with his head crooked

It was still in that indescribably wonderful space, and the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Li Fan's smooth return to reality, and said to himself, "It's really not easy for you to become the inheritor of the luck of the BZ920718 world" (to be continued. )