Chapter 57 The Meaning of the Soldier

You, damn it!

In the calm night, the three words drifted away with the wind, like thunder in everyone's ears, and they only realized at this time that there were still people in the air.

Huh~!

The Broken Knife was blocked by the dark black spear, and fell from the Commander's hand and fell to the ground with several clangs.

The commander looked up at the sky, and saw a young man walking in the air, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, looking very dusty.

"Ahh let out an unwilling roar, the commander's eyes were filled with a thick dead air, and the whole person withered. After that, he had no life, and his face was like ashes, because the previous knife was the last one he could swing, and now, he could only stare at the air until death, his eyes were full of hatred.

He hated, hated why he couldn't kill Ao Xuan, hated himself for being shameless in the Yellow Spring.

Seeing the spear that appeared, and hearing the resounding words, Ao Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't know where he got the strength, he slowly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile that he had never seen before.

It was Chu Fan who made the shot, and only he could be so domineering, and only he who had been watching from the air could have time to rescue Ao Xuan.

The life-stepping spear flew back quickly, was caught by Chu Fan, held it in his hand, stepped on the void, and fell in front of Ao Xuan, saying, "You shouldn't have left them a chance." ”

Yes, if Ao Xuan was a lore as soon as he made a move, there would be no current scene, it was he who created everything and forced himself into a Jedi.

opened his mouth to say something, but Ao Xuan finally didn't have the strength to say it, so he could only express it with his eyes.

At the same time, an old man rushed over, grabbed Ao Xuan, took out a pill from his arms, put it into Ao Xuan's mouth, and said to Chu Fan: "Thank you Young Master Chu Fan for coming to the rescue." ”

Chu Fan? When many monks heard this, they all showed surprise, looked Chu Fan up and down, and some people sighed: "It turns out that he is Chu Fan, he is really extraordinary." ”

Nodding his head, Chu Fan turned to look at the dead commander and said secretly: "If you let it consolidate its combat strength, even if it is me, I am afraid it will not be defeated." ”

The commander of the thousand is dead, but he has his eyes wide open until he dies, staring at the place where Chu Fan stepped into the air before, as if he wants to remember Chu Fan's appearance, as if he wants to take revenge in the next life, his body did not fall, but stood, even if his whole body was covered with scars and his flesh and blood were blurred, he could not hide the violent power, and some of them were still surrounded by him.

Now, with the death of the five commanders, the scene has become mysterious again, as if the war is about to be rekindled, and many monks have shown vigilance and are ready to strike at any time.

And the rest of the many soldiers are also staring at the many monks, ready to strike at any time.

There were some soldiers, looking at Chu Fan, there was a kind of lonely sadness in their eyes, and they still vaguely remembered the arrogant figure and words during the battle in the city lord's mansion.

"Wait, do you still know me?" Holding the gun and stepping forward, Chu Fan opened his mouth calmly, facing many soldiers, without the slightest fear.

Hearing this, some of the soldiers lowered their heads, not daring to look at Chu Fan who came over, as if they felt guilty in their hearts.

"Kill him and avenge the commander."

Someone noticed that something was wrong, and immediately roared, waving the long knife in his hand and rushing towards Chu Fan, and someone made a move, from among the soldiers, hundreds of people immediately rushed out, and the sword covered the moonlight for a while, and fell towards Chu Fan.

More soldiers, but they didn't move, their eyes showed a sense of struggle, looking at Chu Fan coming, looking at the killing again.

As soon as hundreds of soldiers rushed out, many monks not far from Chu Fan wanted to rush up to help him, but they were stopped by Ao Xuan: "You don't have to make a move, just watch." ”

In just a few breaths, Ao Xuan was able to regain his mobility, and it can be seen that the pill that the old man fed him was absolutely extraordinary.

The monks were stunned for a moment, then stopped, looked at Ao Xuan suspiciously, and saw that he didn't want to say more, so they turned their eyes to the middle of the field.

The reason why Ao Xuan stopped the monks was because he understood that since Chu Fan chose to make a move and did not ask them to help him, it meant that he could solve it.

Chu Fan's combat power, Ao Xuan knew better than anyone present, on the surface, it seemed that he only had a late-stage cultivation of breaking qi, but in fact, he could fight against a late-stage cultivator of the Yuan Infant, and even those who stepped into the Three Voids with one foot were capable of defeating him.

"Wait, why betray?" The words were plain, but they resounded in the ears of all the soldiers, and the hundreds of soldiers who rushed out listened to the words, and their eyes became fierce in vain.

The hundreds of people who rushed out were the people who were planted in the army by the Pan family, so they would not be affected by what Chu Fan said.

"The Pan family, it's time to destroy today." A shot was swung out, the gun intent was overwhelming, full of domineering intent, Chu Fan still walked slowly, and then the soldiers who rushed to his side, as long as they were swept by the gun intent, they turned into blood and mud in an instant, like fireworks blooming.

There are many soldiers, no one can get close to them, and they don't need to be swept by the guns, and the gun intent alone can make them disappear.

This is Chu Fan's madness, this is his combat power, and this is his cold-bloodedness.

Whether it was the commander of the army or the centurion, they couldn't resist the power of Chu Fan's shot, they couldn't beat it, and they saw that one life was dying, but Chu Fan was alone, stepping forward, his clothes were not stained with blood, and he looked dusty and gorgeous, shocking everyone present.

In an instant, many monks finally understood why Ao Xuan wanted to stop them, not because of anything else, but because of Chu Fan's own combat strength, facing those hundreds of soldiers, they could be destroyed.

The whole street was filled with the smell of blood at this moment, and even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and in the center of the place, a young man in white, standing with a spear in his hand, surrounded by dense blood, floating in the air, and a trace of minced flesh that was too small to be seen.

However, even so, the white clothes on the young man's body were still so white, not stained with a drop of blood and filth.

He, like a god of war, is more like a cold-blooded demon, making people's hearts chill, and a strong evil aura gradually surrounds his body, and as the blood falls in the air, it makes people feel more and more clear.

All around, like a sea of blood, and Chu Fan is the master of this sea of blood, he pressed his left hand to the ground, only to see the blood-red droplets suspended in the air, falling to the ground one after another, in the blink of an eye, it returned to calm, the night is still so dark, just the ground is covered with blood, and Chu Fan, like a god above the sea of blood.

At a glance, everything seemed to be back to normal, but the blood in the air was still so thick, the night wind was blowing, whining, as if it was the hundreds of dead soldiers howling angrily, their unwilling souls, floating in the air, following behind Chu Fan.

"Those who are soldiers, they should put the country first, how can they be soldiers if they do not serve the country, they will become the lackeys of others, how different from death, they will not defend the people, they will not protect their relatives, they will not defend the mountains and rivers, and they will not be willing to die on the battlefield, and they will talk about what is a soldier." Standing under the night sky, with his back to Ao Xuan and the others, Chu Fan's eyes were as sharp as knives, scanning the many soldiers who did not rush out, and spoke flatly.

"Wait, do you know the meaning of this soldier?"