Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Killing Continues

The meaning of the soldier, the words were not sonorous, but they resounded under the night sky like thunder, resounding in everyone's ears, even Ao Xuan couldn't help but look sideways, and his heart seemed to be shocked.

Many soldiers lowered their heads one by one, not daring to touch Chu Fan's fierce gaze, feeling ashamed in their hearts.

You must know that some of them have also been brilliant and glorious, and they have also gone to the battlefield for their family and country, throwing their heads and spilling blood, and the will of soldiers has soaked the sky.

"Wait, look up." A cold drink, mixed with Chu Fan's strong cultivation power, was breathtaking, and even more ethereal but real evil qi, making all the soldiers subconsciously raise their heads.

They actually shed tears in their eyes, recalling the past, how can they be worthy of those brothers buried in the battlefield, how can they be worthy of the expectations of their relatives.

As the old saying goes, a man bleeds without tears, but how can he understand that a man does not shed tears, but he is not sad.

"We, not traitors."

I don't know who was the first to shout out such a sentence, with a loud voice, with anger in his chest, with guilt in his heart, and shouted out the words that had been held in his heart for a long time.

"We, not traitors."

Immediately afterward, the eyes of the soldiers were shining, and they roared in unison, and the weapons in their hands were glowing, as if the glory of the past had reappeared.

One sentence and six words, forming a momentum swept in all directions, with the soul of a soldier, which made all the monks look sideways and surprised.

They are soldiers and soldiers of China.

"You're not traitors?" With a sneer, Chu Fan sneered: "Then what are you waiting for at this moment, how can you explain it, how can you prove that you are not a traitor." ”

"yes, how do you prove it!"

Doubts appeared in the hearts of the soldiers, and their eyes were confused.

However, at this time, due to the collapse of the house, the three battlefields were already connected together, and they were no longer separated from each other, and there was a battle between them.

"There's no need for me to interfere here, let's go, go where we need to go." Looking at Chu Fan's thin back, Ao Xuan shook his head helplessly, and led everyone straight to the Pan family opposite Chu Ping.

Before the monks left, they couldn't help but look at Chu Fan's back, and their expressions showed a touch of shock and surprise.

Ao Xuan led everyone to leave, only blood and stumps were left here, Chu Fan stood alone in front of the soldiers, standing with a spear in his hand, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was full of evil energy.

"Kill, use the weapons in our hands and the blood of the Pan family to prove that we are not traitors."

Among the soldiers, one of them had a bright eye, and turned his head to look into the distance, the Pan family who was fighting with the Chu family, and then he took the lead in rushing out with a long knife in his hand, aiming directly at the Pan family.

At this moment, everyone suddenly understood in their hearts that they just said it in their mouths, and they couldn't prove it, but they could only use blood to wash it away to prove the soul of the soldier.

"Kill!"

At this moment, all the soldiers had hideous faces and were full of murderous aura, which was even more terrifying and powerful than when they fought with Ao Xuan before.

Because before, they were unwilling to fight that battle on the orders of the commander, so they couldn't condense the combat power and murderous aura they should have.

At this time, they are different, this battle is out of their hearts, out of duty, and even more out of the intention of being soldiers.

They roared angrily and rushed towards the Pan family with murderous intent, and Ao Xuan and the others, who had just left, stopped one after another to make way for the soldiers who rushed in.

As if in an instant, everyone saw thousands of troops and horses charging, and saw a strong momentum galloping.

The rest of the soldiers all rushed out, without exception.

Watching them charge, Chu Fan's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't have any words, but the corners of his mouth outlined a strange arc, giving people an evil aura.

"Perhaps, this is their proof of the value of their existence." In a soft whisper, Ao Xuan led people to change direction and rushed towards Chu Ping's place.

This was a merciless killing, Chu Fan could have let these soldiers go, but he didn't, but let them choose to use blood to wash away the name of the traitor under the lure of his words and momentum.

In the meantime, it seemed that it had nothing to do with Chu Fan, it was the choice of the soldiers, but everything was led by Chu Fan, leading the soldiers to the only choice, killing.

Because, this is a killing, a ruthless killing, Chu Fan must do this, his heart is not indifferent, but a pool of spring water, clear and bright, clear and pure, cold and cold.

Boom, boom~!

When、嘡~!

The slaughter continued, the blood flowed, the surroundings were covered in an icy cold, and the lives were blooming, fighting for their own ends.

Chu Fan stood up and looked at the overall situation, his eyes became brighter and brighter, because of the addition of all the soldiers and Ao Xuan and others, the battle situation had been one-sided, and the Pan family was no longer able to defeat it.

The monks who originally took refuge in the Pan family, seeing that the Pan family was gone, some took advantage of the chaos to escape, and some chose to continue to fight.

In the end, Pan Shangwu won the battle against the five monks of the late Yuan Dynasty, because he freed his hands, raised his hand, and stomped his foot, so that the people who took refuge in the Pan family died a blockbuster.

The Three Void Realm monks, although they have not yet been consolidated and have not crossed the Heavenly Tribulation, they also have the corresponding combat power, and in this killing, they are simply invincible existences, and no one can stop them.

In the end of the battle, only the Pan family was still struggling and had never retreated, but they were also powerless to return to the sky, and they were besieged by Chu Yun, Ao Xuan, and Chu Ping, and it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

Woo woo woo~!

The night wind was howling, as if someone was crying, but in this wind, figures came from all directions, their bodies were full of evil energy, their eyes were bright in the night, and the weapons in their hands were even more luminous.

"Kill!"

As soon as these people appeared, they didn't have any words, just a simple killing word, holding weapons, and rushed into the field.

They didn't have brilliant supernatural powers, only simple and powerful swinging of the sword, which changed the tide of the battle for a while, and the Xu family, the Chu family, and the Ao Xuan side were dazed by this sudden warrior.

"Gong family, in the end, you still can't help it?" The corners of his mouth outlined a sneer, Chu Fan said softly, his eyes becoming more and more cold.

The group of warriors who appeared, as Chu Fan said, were true warriors cultivated by the Gong family, who were not afraid of death, and were a group of characters who only existed for killing.

Because of their appearance, the battle situation was once again in a stalemate, the Pan family was able to breathe, the killing appeared again**, blood flowers burst out, and even monks exploded, like a firework blooming, poignant and violent.

Among this group of warriors, there were actually three Void Realm cultivators, although there was only one person, but they also dragged Pan Shangwu back, so the combat strength of the two sides returned to equality.

The many soldiers who joined the killing before were less than two thousand people left at this moment, but they did not retreat, and brazenly broke away from the field to meet the true warriors of the Gong family, perhaps this was their real battlefield.

Soldier vs. warrior, real duel, no supernatural duel, only long knife wielding, cold light bursting, blood flowers shooting, and skulls cut off.