Zhang Fan, who did not lack the ability to calculate and analyze, first occupied a baggage cart carrying ordinary javelins in a thousand-man team at the fastest speed, and immediately began to attack targets within a radius of three miles, but the first to attack was not those nearest enemy officers, but the enemy officers at a distance of about two or three miles, although this consumed more energy, but Zhang Fan still believed that in this case, it should be theoretically possible to accurately control more than ten javelins at the same time and accurately guide them to attack targets in multiple directions. It was completely different from the ordinary refining void, and the strength of the officer monk around the thirteenth or fourteenth rank also gave Zhang Fan a range far beyond the ordinary bed crossbow when he used this javelin weapon that looked relatively ordinary in this plane.

In this way, Zhang Fan continued to change his position one after another at a speed of slightly more than one per second to attack the targets in the distance around him, and at the same time controlled the few seven or eight javelins flying in the sky at the same time, and at most more than ten javelins, it seemed that an invisible red line had formed at a distance of about two to three miles from Zhang Fan's radius, and anyone who crossed this red line might encounter a precise and irresistible blow. Even with armor and shields, the sheer force of the shattered javelin debris seemed to be able to bring devastating levels of lethality.

This kind of deterrence still affected the minds of some corpse clan officers who were in the realm of refining the void, so that Zhang Fan's entire output process could last for two and a half minutes. In about a hundred and fifty seconds, the corpse officers in this area either fell in the fierce attack or fled to a farther place to assemble, and a total of more than 180 enemy officers were eliminated under this continuous attack.

Then Zhang Fan suddenly flashed his figure, and began to move along the previous enemy formation in the direction of the rout, and moved to another javelin baggage truck in the direction of the enemy group's assembly, and the distance was shortened by about a mile in one fell swoop. In this way, Zhang Fan was given the opportunity to kill and injure the enemy officers more than seventy or eighty times in at least one minute.

In the face of Zhang Fan's continuous attacks and even the previous terrifying record of actual combat ability, the remnants of the enemy battalion officers finally did not have the determination to protect themselves in front of Zhang Fan just by forming a formation, and they had to finally choose the strategy of dispersing and breaking through at this time.

Under the trade-off, Zhang Fan's primary target was still on these enemy officers, and he continued to pursue and kill them one after another when the enemy formation had fled. First of all, this time, Zhang Fan put a lot of javelins with a substantial weight that actually far exceeded 10 billion tons in the Qiankun shield, and collected a total of about 100 pieces. In this case, having enough ammunition, his mobility still seems to be significantly faster than that of an enemy officer who has given up the armor that seems to be useless in front of him.

In this way, in the next quarter of an hour or so, Zhang Fan still traveled dozens of kilometers at a speed comparable to that of a cheetah, and finally cleaned up the officer class in the enemy's large array through a combination of projection, targeted illusions, and round-trip pursuits.

Of course, the price was not without it, and in a quarter of an hour or so, the 300,000 ordinary soldiers of the enemy army had fled to a very wide area according to the previous order. Even if he had a significantly stronger illusion influence ability against ordinary minions, Zhang Fan had been busy for a whole day and night, and he had only eliminated about two-thirds of them, about 200,000 ordinary minions.

Of course, the cultivators of the Void Extreme Realm will not feel tired, but logically speaking, there is still a limit to energy, and after fighting continuously for so long and solving so many opponents, Zhang Fan understands that it is time for him to return. Otherwise, it is possible to make some people suspect that his strength is not that of an ordinary cultivator, but he has barely stepped into the realm of merger.

Moreover, with Zhang Fan's true spiritual power realm, it seems that he can also perceive a distance of more than three hundred miles, and in the depths of the enemy's battle line, the forces that seem to be able to bring some trouble to themselves have gradually gathered in this day and night, and have launched a rapid advance in the direction where they are.

According to the super intelligence in the Qiankun Shield combined with the spiritual power warning perception he possesses, it can be roughly judged that this time it seems that the enemy army has mastered his own movements, and specially transferred three teams from hundreds of rear legions with an estimated strength equivalent to about five hundred people with an average strength of about the fourteenth grade of refining the void, in addition, there seem to be some masters who seem to be relatively scattered, and it seems that they are also the comprehensive strength of the refining void extreme realm, but the aura is like a combination of two people. In this way, it shows that there are at least six top masters in the enemy formation whose estimated strength is around the nineteenth to twentyth grade of refining void at this time. Although this battlefield is similar to the ancient wars on the earth plane in some aspects, it is also a little different in many aspects, such as this information-based command and decision-making system, and I am afraid that the armies of many countries at the beginning of the 21st century may not be able to be compared.

When he saw this level of encirclement and suppression of his own formation, Zhang Fan was a little moved: Did he unanimously stick to pretending to be a cultivation limit that was not higher than the Refining Void Extreme Realm? Do you want to find a way to make a good deal of the enemy's strength against the enemy's level of strength? The rules were formulated by the monks, not to mention that even if he showed all his strength, in essence, he was still a monk in the Refining Void Realm, but he had experienced a relatively complete Void Realm before. Is it necessary to be so cautious? If you are transferred from the battlefield tomorrow under a false pretext, wouldn't it be even more disadvantageous? If you are unlucky to be transferred out soon, your impact on the entire battle situation will obviously be abandoned halfway.

It seems that he who has accumulated about 250,000 "beheadings" and nearly 700 "beheadings" should be able to accumulate his huge merits with this one action, but it seems that there is still a lack of heat for changing the state of the entire battlefield boundless continent side in a defensive position, but if he can find a way to "kill thousands of generals", plus solve several masters in the sense of the top of the other party, at least in the expected time frame, this should be enough to change the balance of power between the two sides.

After thinking of this, Zhang Fan of course also changed his mind. Of course, at this time, Zhang Fan did not immediately set off to face the strong enemy, so it would not have the effect of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and a monk who was refining the Void Extreme Realm should at least rest for a whole day when he fought to his part, so Zhang Fan returned to the barracks of the 185th Army in less than half a day or so and began to rest.

On the battlefield of refining the void, all officers and officers at the rank of captain and above have a unique authority and ability, that is, some of the pictures recorded with mental power can be transmitted to the rear in real time through unique communication equipment.

Therefore, before Zhang Fan returned to the camp, many military camps, including the 185th Army Corps, knew that they had made unprecedented contributions this time, and the entire Infinite Continent side of the Void Refining Battlefield had one more master of the Void Refining Extreme Realm.

After Zhang Fan returned to the camp amid people's celebrations, Guo Kun and other officers of the 185th Army Corps were different from some commanders of other regiments, and it seemed that they were more worried after being happy. Because of Wang Er's calm attitude towards his subordinates, the 185th Army seems to know more about the situation.

"Our Boundless Continent has one more Void Refining Extreme Realm master, and the situation in defense should probably be greatly improved. I just don't know what will happen in the future, whether there will be any variables. After all, the entire Void Refining Battlefield is just a part of the world confrontation. It is said that the showdown will still depend on the outcome of the confrontation in the ring at the higher level. Therefore, I still hope that Brother Tai will be able to accept it in the future, otherwise it may be... ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he was even more determined: since this is the case, then he should make a big deal before being suppressed or transferred. It's just that for Guo Kun and the others, the information that Zhang Fan can say bluntly is limited: "After all, the battlefield of monks is different from the mortal world, I believe they should have reacted." I will rest all day in the morning, and during this whole day, you must guard the camp on the one hand, and on the other hand, urgently summon the rear reserves to try to ensure that the camp is not lost... ”

"Don't worry! Your performance has received enough attention from the rear before, and it is estimated that in about two hours, the one hundred mobile reinforcements drawn from the fifty legions of the Western Reserve Army, which are estimated to be cultivated on average to about the fourteenth rank of refining the void, will feel that the twenty legions within a hundred miles of the vicinity have also gathered before, and I believe that relying on the defensive facilities of the large battalion in this area should be able to resist the counterattack launched by the enemy... Guo Kun also assured Zhang Fan at this time.

However, under the confrontation, as Zhang Fan had already perceived, it was difficult for anything to go as planned, especially since the Boundless Continent side seemed to be in a weak situation for the time being.

Just after Zhang Fan had just rested for an hour and a half, the vanguard of the corpse clan's elite force, composed of 500 officer corps, arrived outside the camp where the 185th Army was stationed and launched a fierce attack.

In terms of the approximate strength of combat effectiveness, the 500 officer corps with an average strength of about 14 grades is actually equivalent to the strength of an army of about 60,000 people of the eight corpse clan legions, and to some extent it is even stronger, because the concentration of combat power is obviously easier.

Countless flying snake javelins falling from the sky quickly set the fence on the periphery of the camp on fire, although the projection attack of the corpse army was easy to dodge, but in the case of dozens of javelin attacks every second, in just a quarter of an hour or so, the entire 185th Army in a defensive state had more than 200 casualties and losses, and more than 100 people were completely reduced, but it seemed that it would barely hurt the muscles and bones to hold on until the reinforcements arrived.

Zhang Fan finally decided to take a risk, and let the spirit fungus that had been upgraded to the realm of about the seventh rank of the void be pinned in the mysterious short sword he had, and under his control, it seemed to be like a sword spirit master of the realm of refining the void of about twenty ranks, and flew into the enemy formation remotely, specifically attacking some enemy officers with outstanding performance and the strongest cultivation.

Unlike the same monks, in this battlefield where spells cannot be effectively used, the combat power of the sword spirit seems to be significantly stronger than that of the monks of the same level, especially when it can avoid most of the attacks, although it is difficult to shake the entire enemy formation in the face of the elite force composed of the entire five hundred officer corps, it also interferes with and weakens the attack intensity of the enemy's elite officer group on the entire 185th Army camp to the greatest extent.

In this way, when the reinforcements arrived, the entire 185th Army Corps finally withstood the onslaught of the other side with less than 600 casualties and less than 400 casualties, which was barely an acceptable price. Although soon after that, another officer corps of about 500 people from the corpse clan camp also rushed to the battlefield, and the overall combat strength still had a great advantage, but the camp of the entire 185th Army was gradually stabilized at this time.

The defensive strength of 20,000 soldiers, including ten legions, and 200 commanders and commanders seemed to be more than enough to resist the attack of a thousand corpse clan armies in defense, but when the number of corpse elite officer corps battalions gathered outside the 185th Army camp reached four in one day and night, the total strength reached nearly two thousand. Moreover, it seems that there is a steady stream of cultivators of the rank of the twelfth or thirteenth to fifteenth rank of the Void Refining Void one after another, and when the situation begins to become difficult again. Obviously, despite the fact that a lot of reinforcements were dispatched in the shortest possible time, the rear of the Boundless Continent had misjudged the forces that could be invested in a short period of time for the possible retaliatory actions of the enemy position.

In this case, in order to avoid more losses on his side, and even the possible impact on his reputation and even the future calamity, Zhang Fan could only choose to plunge into the fierce battle after resting for less than five hours.

For the time being, when he could not show more than the performance of a cultivator of the Void Refining Extreme Realm, Zhang Fan had to make his comprehensive combat strength slightly inferior to before, so that although the precarious defensive situation on the entire battlefield was stabilized, it still did not fundamentally change the previous offensive and defensive postures of the two sides.

After killing and injuring three or four hundred monks of the enemy's officer corps with javelin projections in one hour one after another, Zhang Fan could only show a declining trend of becoming more and more economical and lower in his spiritual cultivation, and it seemed that he could only further turn to rest.

At this time, the three pairs of the top assassins in the three directions also seemed to have quietly touched the line from the rear covered by the enemy formation a mile away, preparing to launch a fatal blow to this Terran Refining Void Extreme Realm master who had brought huge losses to this camp. 繶䂕N୎ᰠ⩲㩧晎䭜ᴠg끥节ⱻN・17䵑㦍֖ژȰ