Chapter Seventy-Seven: I Score Nine Points in This Wave

Zeng Yuanjia's weapon was a large gun, with a twisted handle pattern and a silver-white body. The tip of the gun is unusually sharp, and the cold light is dazzling.

"Where's your sword!"

Zeng Yuanjia looked at Su Fan coldly.

"Kill you, no sword!"

Zeng Yuanjia's words were handed to his mouth, and Su Fan blurted out a line.

Zeng Yuanjia's eyes froze, and his expression became even colder.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Then the gun came out like a dragon, and the ground was ploughed out in a straight line by the energy, and suddenly stabbed in front of Su Fan's eyes!

Boom!

The purple light flashed away, Zeng Yuanjia was smoking, standing stiffly in place, the silver spear in his hand exuding a hot breath, his whole body was fiery red, and he was lying on the ground.

Su Fan's roommate looked at the field.

"What was that? Is it Thunder?"

"It's Thunder!"

When Zeng Yuanjia's silver spear stabbed in front of Su Fan's eyes, a thunderbolt was pulled out of the void by him and thundered on Zeng Yuanjia's silver spear.

This is an idiom, the effect of driving thunder and electricity cost Su Fan tens of millions of spirit stones.

"The power is okay. ”

Su Fan looked at Zeng Yuanjia, whose body was still stiff, and nodded. After all, there is only one level, and it is already very good to be able to lose the combat effectiveness of a late-stage electricity of Ning Yuan.

flew up with a kick, kicked Zeng Yuanjia into the crowd, picked up the silver gun that was still emitting heat on the ground, and thought, "This gun looks good, should I activate an idiom related to guns?"

Raising his head to see a group of people still looking at him stupidly, he began to chase people: "Is there anything else?"

The group couldn't believe it. They thought that Zeng Yuanjia might be defeated, but then it should be that you have gone back and forth for a hundred and ten moves, and this move has not been accepted, what is the situation.

Su Fan waved the silver spear in his hand, feeling quite comfortable, and said secretly: "After my physical strength has been promoted to the second level, my strength has increased significantly, and I don't know what level it is now, do you want these people to try?"

The group of people who were watching the excitement saw Su Fan's eyes sweeping over, and hurriedly walked out of the courtyard gate. Just watch the fun, don't get yourself involved.

However, the more than 10 people who came with Zeng Yuanjia could not retreat, and although they had no subordinate relationship with Zeng Yuanjia, they would retreat in disgrace without fighting like this, and where would they put their faces? How could they mix up in this army? What army would want people who didn't even have the courage to make a move?

Several people looked at each other, and a tall man walked out of it, and said, "Lu Qing, please advise." ”

Su Fan looked at him and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will use thunder to slash you?"

Lu Qing was not very afraid, just now Zeng Yuanjia was slashed and smoked without the strength to fight back, he thought it was careless. As long as you have precautions, it's nothing.

The power of driving thunder and lightning is extremely powerful, and when Monk Jindan came, Su Fan had the confidence to stiffen him for a while.

But Su Fan didn't want to use it, because it took too much mana. And he also wanted to try how strong the second-level body was.

Seeing that Lu Qing didn't speak, Su Fan directly picked up the silver spear and smashed it at Lu Qing.

Lu Qing is a serious person, where has he experienced Su Fan's style of play. He has always started to learn from others, and it has always been after the two sides greet each other. I was a little stunned for a moment.

But after all, he was a cultivator of the Ning Yuan Realm, and he had already reacted when the silver spear was approaching, and he raised his head and retreated sharply, while the giant sword slashed upward, blocking the silver spear.

Boom!

Lu Qing only felt a huge force coming, and the long sword in his hand took off his hand, and a cold light slashed in front of his eyes, and smashed on the ground along with the long sword.

"You... You're a fool!"

Lu Qing looked at the long sword that was smashed into the ground by Su Fan's shot, and couldn't accept it for a while.

"Sneak attack! shameless!"

The dozen or so people were also indignant and condemned Su Fan's behavior of starting a fight without saying hello.

Su Fan was a little surprised by the reaction of these people, remembered a famous saying, and said: "Joining the army is not to invite guests to dinner, not to make a fuss, not to paint and embroider, you can't be so elegant, so calm, and polite." So gentle and frugal. Joining the army means killing, it means either you die or I die. Your enemy will never greet you before killing you, tell you that he is going to kill you, and get you ready. ”

Whether it was Lu Qing's more than ten people, or the onlookers, or Su Fan's roommates, they were all thoughtful.

Su Fan held the silver spear in his hand, his body was like a ghost, and he rushed forward in an instant, and the silver spear flickered, knocking Lu Qing and the others who were still immersed in the famous words to the ground.

"What are you doing!"

Lu covered his head lightly and shouted at Su Fan.

Su Fan's expression was serious, and he said seriously: "Some truths are not something that can be remembered by listening to them, I am teaching you with practical actions, what is called being invincible, and what is always ready." I'm just wounding you now, but what if it's the real enemy?"

He glanced at the people lying on the ground, and his voice was fierce: "If it were the real enemy, you would have died long ago!"

The audience was silent, only Su Fan's heartbroken voice.

"You guys, how to go to the battlefield in the future, how to kill the enemy!"

Su Fan seemed to be haggard and weakly waved his hand, and said, "Okay, let's think about it when we go back." ”

Lu Qing and the others stood up and bowed their hands to Su Fan: "Yes!"

The onlookers also saluted Su Fan and left thoughtfully.

Su Fan bluffed a group of people away, and scored himself in his heart: "This wave should be scored nine." Leave a point to show that there is still room for improvement. ”

Lu Qing and the others helped Zeng Yuanjia, who was kicked unconscious by Su Fan, to walk, and suddenly someone said: "Didn't we go to Su Fan's trouble, why were we educated by him instead?"

A group of people paused and looked at each other.

There was a figure shaking on the Prison Mirror, which was the situation in Su Fan's courtyard. Lu Lan retracted her gaze and said with interest: "Joining the army is not a dinner party, it is not a painting and embroidery, and it cannot be polite... Hey, this Su Fan, it's a little interesting. ”

Yuan Jinlun was a little displeased, and said: "Flamboyant tongue, it's useless." ”

Lu Lan smiled slightly, and didn't argue with him.

Among the auxiliary army of the dynasty, there are still a few people like Zeng Yuanjia and Lu Qing who have cultivation.

It's more of ordinary people who have never cultivated.

When they enter the auxiliary army, each of them will get a non-attribute cultivation exercise, until they cultivate to the innate level, they will be eligible to participate in the assessment once every three months, and if they pass the assessment, they can join their favorite army and learn the exercises that suit them and above.

Because of Su Fan's reputation, everyone thought that he had cultivated, so no one gave him cultivation exercises.

But he really needs this cultivation method, not only for him, but also for the alien beast world. So at this time, he was walking on the road of asking for exercises.

...

"Is this Su Fan really so powerful?

Xuanyuan Yaming didn't believe it.

He is extremely handsome, and if someone he doesn't know sees him, he will only be in his twenties, not two hundred.

"At that time, the Black Dragon Guard had already left and had not seen it with his own eyes, but the people of the Wuding Sword Sect and Shennong Valley had seen it. There shouldn't be a fake. ”

One of the men across from him replied.

"Have you found out where he came from?" asked Xuanyuan Yaming, sitting on the soft couch and leaning over.

"I only know that he was brought from the Nether by a disciple of the Red Flame Palace. As for which nether realm, that disciple was already dead, so he didn't find out. ”

"If you can't find it, forget it. Why did you say that Su Fan ran away to join the army, what do you want to do?

"This, there are some possibilities, although the position of the god general is not hereditary, but if the god general Ke really wants Su Fan to replace him, Su Fan will take a big advantage at that time. ”

Xuanyuan Miming pondered for a moment.

"Whatever he wants to do, I want him to be unable to do it, understand?"

"Yes!"