Seeing this, Shen Mengting's eyes flickered, and her face was full of worry.

She covered her mouth and shook her head.

That feeling is like Lu Fan, not to fight, but to die.

With Lu Fan's strength, he may be able to defeat a hundred.

But with one against a thousand, this kind of thing beyond the limit is simply impossible!

Completely different from Shen Mengting's uneasiness, the schadenfreude on Shen Wanshan's face and the ruthlessness flashing in Zhou Meilian's eyes.

Everyone, it is clear, Lu Fan, will die!

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Fan pushed the door and walked out.

Outside the house, thousands of soldiers quickly surrounded them.

They are numerous but not chaotic.

Lined up, from all sides, attacking at the same time.

wanted to hit Lu Fan, but was caught off guard.

The shouting of killing was deafening and overwhelming.

Shen Mengting, who was standing in front of the window, bit her red lips tightly, didn't dare to look at it at all, closed her eyes, and prayed silently.

Fight, madness!

Fearless, fearless!

Lu Fan showed no mercy to his subordinates, and waved his long knife.

The white knife goes in, and the red knife comes out.

The knife is deadly!

The dragon slaying mercenary group, the first round of attack, was defused by Lu Fan in only three minutes.

All around him were soldiers who had died tragically.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Although the wind fell, the dragon slaying soldiers were still calm and calm, without the slightest panic.

The second round of attack, up!

Lu Fan faced the same battle as before.

With a knife down, Lu Fan frowned slightly.

Judging from their strength and sword skills, the strength of these soldiers is far above those who came before them.

But it doesn't matter!

Lu Fan is not afraid!

Swing the knife and slash it.

Blood was sprinkled on the earth, and the blood mist drifted into the air.

Miserable!

In the second round of attack, he was stifled by Lu Fan in five minutes.

Soldiers, no pieces of armor remain.

The opponent's blood was splashed all over Lu Fan's clothes, and even his face was full of blood.

It looks like it's intimidating.

Lu Fan was brave and fearless, but there were still many enemies.

He didn't have a chance to catch his breath at all, and the third round of attack came as promised.

The strength of these soldiers is much stronger than before.

Killing them is also a one-stroke death, but the power is much greater than before.

Stamina, the consumption is greater.

In the third round of attack, Lu Fan took eight minutes.

Lu Fan's physical exertion is getting bigger and bigger, but the soldiers behind him are getting stronger and stronger.

For Lu Fan, this is a big test.

No matter how difficult it is, Lu Fan also faces it calmly.

He took the initiative to step forward and face the fourth wave of soldiers.

In this round of attack, there were significantly fewer enemies.

But their knives collided with each other, and sparks flew up.

These soldiers can resist Lu Fan's few moves.

They become, more difficult.

This tidal wave of encirclement and suppression continued.

Lu Fan killed wave after wave.

An hour later, the battle continued.

The corpses around him were piled up.

And Lu Fan was unscathed.

There are thousands of soldiers in the Dragon Slaying Mercenary Group, and there are only a few who are alive.

Shen Wanshan, who witnessed all this, the schadenfreude on his face had long since disappeared, and he was replaced by a full shock.

He never thought that Lu Fan could fight like this.

Single-handedly, ultra-high-intensity combat for an hour.

Thousands of people have been slaughtered by him.

He had the illusion that this was not a battle of Lu Fan's checkmate, but a battle of dragon souls and gods.

It's completely his, show battle!

Thinking of this, Shen Wanshan looked at Zhou Meilian worriedly.

"Queen, what's next?"

Shen Wanshan spoke uneasily.

"What's the hurry? It's not over yet! ”

Zhou Meilian was confident, smiled lightly and spoke calmly.

Although she is calm, Shen Wanshan can't be calm.

He knew very well what would be waiting for him and the tiger's den if he lost this battle!

He gave up everything, what he wanted, not a fearful gamble!

Zhou Meilian sensed Shen Wanshan's anxiety.

She arrived, and the air was filled with the faint and charming fragrance of her.

"Dragon Soul, you will die!"

Zhou Meilian spoke in a voice of undoubted conviction, "The one who stays at the end is the real elite of dragon slaying." ”

"They maybe, their personal strength, is not as outstanding as the dragon soul, but there are many of them, and the dragon soul's physical strength is exhausted."

Speaking of this, Zhou Meilian smiled indifferently, "This is just a game of Tianji horse racing." ”

"From the very beginning, it was doomed to the failure of the Dragon Soul."

When the words fell, Zhou Meilian looked at Lu Fan with a gloating gaze.

She didn't believe that Lu Fan could leave alive.

The last round of attack was launched by ten soldiers.

These ten men rode tall horses, wore armor, and held long swords.

Heroic!

Ten people, dismounted at the same time, pointed at Lu Fan.

The atmosphere, oppressive and heavy.

Without any words, they, came with blood.

Lu Fan, take a deep breath and fight!

Scold......

Knife to sword, violent collision.

Sparks fly!

Neck and neck!

For the first time, Lu Fan failed to take the advantage.

Getting into a tug of war with this person is extremely unfavorable to Lu Fan's back.

The other nine were not idle.

Attack from all sides, at the same time.

Every sword pierced Lu Fan's vital point.

Murderous, monstrous!

The enemy, getting closer.

Lu Fan raised the knife vigorously and stepped on the chest of the person in front of him.

This soldier, unable to dodge, punched Lu Fan's sole.

Fist and kick collide.

The man, taking a few steps backwards, did not fall.

Lu Fan took off in the relay.

From the top of the enemy's head, over their encirclement, and landed steadily.

Fall on one's feet!

Lu Fan looked like he was doing all this in one go, calm and calm.

But he felt the pressure.

This is also the first time that he has taken the initiative to avoid it.

"Fight!"

Ten people, roaring angrily, went on the offensive with all their might.

This time, they came in columns.

Lu Fan frowned in response.

Column formation, which means that in the second round, Lu Fan has to resist and attack ten times.

Without any time to think, the enemy, has arrived.

The first person rose into the air, held the sword in both hands, and slashed it with force.

Lu Fan held the long knife horizontally and raised it above his head to resist.

Scold......

The swords collided, and Lu Fan felt a violent vibration, and his arm was numb.

The first attack, break!

Immediately after, the second person, dodged in.

He stabbed Lu Fan in the chest.

Lu Fan used the back of the knife to block this blow.

Lu Fan, who had a huge physical exertion, was extremely passive in the face of such a strong attack.

The third attack came as promised.

The five strong men with three thick swords roared angrily, and the heavy sword slashed.

Lu Fan quickly raised his knife to resist.

The sword slashes the blade.

Bang dang......

With a sound, the long knife in Lu Fan's hand was directly cut off by the strong man.

There were seven people left, and they drew their swords and pointed directly at Lu Fan.

Lu Fan stared coldly, broke the knife in his hand, and threw it on the ground.

"Dragon Soul, are you going to surrender and admit defeat?"

Seven soldiers, yin and yang weird openings.

Between the lines, it is full of banter and ridicule.

"Dragon Soul, that's it!"

Lu Fan put his hands behind his back and took the initiative to take two steps forward.

"With your bare hands, I will take your lives as well!"

After speaking, Lu Fanyun walked forward lightly.

This time, he took the initiative to attack.

"Dragon Soul, you are too crazy, too presumptuous!"

Ten soldiers, furious, indignant.

"How can you be young if you are not frivolous, and how can you be proud if you are not presumptuous!"