"Mr. Colonel, do you think you can defeat me with the strength you have in your current state?" Meng Fan regained his spirits and looked at Yan He, who was still quite far away.

"Swallowtail Chop!" Yan He casually used his fastest high-speed slash, and it was also Yan He's strongest long-range attack.

Meng Fan lightly changed his hand, and a huge rock rose up to block the slash, but with the defensive power of the rock, he couldn't even make the swallowtail slash stop, and Meng Fan jumped upwards to dodge the swallowtail slash that came from the attack.

"Yan Roundabout!" Yan He was already close the moment Meng Fan jumped into the sky, Yan He has always been a speed-type mutant with an enhanced system, and when he fought with Zhou Ping, it was only because Zhou Ping's ability could basically completely ignore Yan He's slash, and Meng Fan obviously didn't have Zhou Ping's ability, so Yan He was more difficult to deal with than Zhou Ping for Meng Fan.

Meng Fan used his repulsion on his feet, which formed the same effect as the air movement pace used by Zhou Ping just now, and it could also greatly save physical strength, after all, if he flew directly with repulsion, it was estimated that it would not take a few minutes for Meng Fan to even use ordinary attacks.

Meng Fan continuously used his repulsion force in the air to move step by step to a higher heaven, in order to avoid Yan He's Yan maneuver.

"It's amazing, I just saw Zhou Ping use this method of movement, and now I've learned it, it's too exaggerated talent." Yan He looked at Meng Fan, who was getting higher and higher, and could only have an intuitive understanding of the creature of genius.

Meng Fan made a standing motion from the sky in the distance, "Step!" As Meng Fan stepped in place, one by one repulsion shockwaves attacked Yan He.

"Three swallows!" Yan He slashed out dozens of slashes, one after another slashing like swallows, three ups and downs, without any regularity.

The repulsion shockwave and the swallow were staggered, but most of them did not collide, and the slash rushed towards Meng Fan together, and Meng Fan's shockwave had already hit the ground, for Yan He, Meng Fan's repulsion shockwave was still not fast enough.

Meng Fan stretched out his hands to activate his repulsion, and the repulsion formed a transparent protective cover, although Yan He's speed was amazing, but his attack strength was really lacking, Meng Fan's repulsive protective shield of this range could be easily broken if it was replaced by Zhou Ping or Li Wei's serious tricks, unlike Yan He's slash that didn't even have the ability to make waves in the protective cover.

"Origin Blast!" Meng Fan formed a hexagram with both hands, stretched out his right fist, opened it, and a cyan ball was suspended in Meng Fan's right hand, Meng Fan gently raised his hand, and the cyan ball quickly approached Yan He.

"What's that?" Although Yan He didn't know what Meng Fan had done, as long as he was an ordinary person, he would not feel that it would be beneficial to him, so Yan He began to use his extreme speed.

The speed of the small ball is a line faster than Yan He, just when the small ball is close to Yan He within a meter range, the cyan ball instantly bursts and becomes larger, a transparent barrier expands to hundreds of meters in an instant, the barrier pushes everything within the range into the distance, and Yan He is almost in the center of the barrier range, so the cyan ball bounces Yan He into the sky fiercely, Yan He only felt that his back was hit by a huge force and lost consciousness for a while.

Meng Fan looked at Yan He and made sure that he was really knocked unconscious before falling back to the ground.

"These two knives, just now from a distance, I thought he was at a good level, and he seemed to be a little worse off." Meng Fan looked at Yan He, who had fainted, and smiled lightly.

Deep in consciousness......

"Kowa! Your Yan Hui lacks some of your own things, the personality of each person in Feiyan Gate is different, the things you like can't be exactly the same, you won't have exactly the same Yan Hui, you haven't used your own Yan Hui yet, so you are still imitating me. "One of the two sword-wielding deacons of Feiyan Gate, Yan He's master Yan Rong looked at Yan He when he was a teenager and said. In the eyes of his master, Yan He can be regarded as one of the most talented people in Feiyan Gate in the past thirty years, and he is more than him, but his shortcomings are also obvious, he imitates others too much, and does not give full play to his own characteristics, if he does not play his own characteristics, his Yan Hui is just a very ordinary must-hit slash.

"Own stuff? What do I have in myself? "Yan He didn't know what was wrong with his Yan Hui at that time.

"Xiaohe, you will understand in the future......" The master looked at his proud disciple and silently recalled his master's teachings to him back then.

"What am I missing?" Yan He felt that his consciousness was gradually moving away from his young man's worry, and returned to the present.

"What the hell is my stuff?" Yan He began to recall what he was pursuing in the thirty years after he left Feiyan Gate, money? Force? Right? Peace? Equal?

Yan He slowly regained consciousness, slowly stood up, and silently immersed himself in his own world, ignoring Meng Fan's stunned expression.

"What exactly is my characteristic? My strength? My freedom? My dignity? Yan He staggered from side to side.

Meng Fan stretched out one hand with all his strength to mobilize his gravitational force against Yan He, and the other hand was accumulating his repulsion.

When Yan He was still thinking about what he lacked, he suddenly felt the wind around him wrap around his body, my things......

Yan He's speed has been the fastest since he was a child, even in the mutant troops of the Hanxia Republic, he is the top, he basically acts in the wind every day, the wind is his meaning, his characteristics......

Yan He was still in a daze, but the knife in his hand moved with his heart......

Meng Fan watched Yan He's knife slowly raised, suddenly disappearing into the air, Meng Fan's strong sixth sense felt that if he couldn't dodge this knife, he would definitely die here, Meng Fan's body subconsciously moved back lightly by ten centimeters.

Meng Fan saw an extremely ordinary knife slowly approaching him in an instant, slowly cutting through his skin, slowly cutting off his ribs, from beginning to end, Meng Fan could only watch a huge knife wound from his left shoulder to his right thigh appear on his body, but he couldn't make any movement.

"Yan Hui!" Yan He calmly retracted his knife from the scabbard, and turned around directly to leave here, "I don't know who you are, but you should know who I am, if I win this time, I will wait for you at Feiyan Gate, if you will come to fight with me." ”

On May 7, 2055, Yan He left the battlefield without authorization in the Zhouping Raid, resulting in the death of the five-star major general Li Wei, and most of the troops under his command were killed in battle.

Back to Meng Fan......

"Damn it......" The wound on Meng Fan's body kept bleeding, Meng Fan already knew that several of his arteries had been injured, and he might die of excessive bleeding from the wound in dozens of seconds.

Meng Fan could only try to use his gravity as a channel to connect his other arteries for blood circulation, and he had to launch a direct treatment of another ability, Meng Fan's whole body was wrapped in a milky white light cocoon, and Meng Fan couldn't move during the treatment.

"Is the battle over? Why hasn't Colonel Yan come back yet? It's not going to be defeated again, is it? "The regiment commander of the conventional army himself is not the kind of person who is full of words, he just relied on his relationship to get into this position, and those who could serve him in the battle just now have all died, except for him, the regiment commander, there is only one deputy company commander, there used to be Li Wei, the commander to deal with it, and now let him decide for himself It is really a little difficult for him, not to mention that those arrogant soldiers and fierce generals obey Li Wei, as for this regiment commander, hehe, who will listen to the words of a pig.

Just when the regiment commander was struggling with whether he should send someone over to investigate, Meng Fan's wounds were healing at an astonishing speed, those broken ribs were also healing at a superhuman speed, and those messy blood vessels and arteries were correcting their positions and connecting and healing.

"In the past! The whole army is leaving! "The head of the regiment finally thought about moving forward, but at this time it was already two hours later, in fact, the head of the regiment's IQ was still normal, 'Two hours should be enough time for those mutant uncles to go!' The head of the regiment's inner monologue.

The regiment commander is still quite wise, as early as an hour ago, Meng Fan had already treated his injuries for a while, and there was no big problem, but there were still many obvious wounds that had not been healed, and from the outside, Meng Fan was still a serious injury, but Meng Fan could still go.

After Meng Fan walked for about ten minutes, Zhou Ping also stood up leisurely and left Changping silently.

Just an hour after Meng Fan healed his injuries, a man wrapped in a white windbreaker came to the place where Meng Fan and them were fighting just now. "Yo Yo Yo, the fight is quite fierce, and the finishing work is very troublesome."

He suddenly looked at the troops coming in the distance, and there was an expression of 'finally a substitute for the dead', and he flashed away directly.

"Correspondent! Did Colonel Yan and Colonel have any responses? The regimental commander ordered the troops to stop and asked the correspondent.

"Report! Colonel Yanhe has not responded so far! The correspondent replied immediately.

The head of the regiment was thinking about what to do, and slowly let the cowardly think of a more reliable way.

"Aim at that area, full coverage shelling!" The head of the regiment really has a kind of pride in directing the country for a moment, but only for a moment.

"Report! We don't have so many shells and can't use covered shelling. In one sentence, the captain's pride was knocked into the abyss.

"All the troops! We die here together! The regiment commander was rushed to the cranial nerves by the blood of the whole body for a while, and his brain was not very clear for a while, so he directly took the lead in the charge.

The rumbling charge of a group of people really had a tragic feeling, but when they rushed over, there was no living person on the scene, and they rushed over violently...... rushed over to collect the body.