The horn bow is stunning.

A rain of arrows breaks the deadlock.

More than a dozen of them were all hung with sand armor, but they didn't do any damage.

Hong Fan looked coldly at the Duan family disciples who were slowly closing around.

The big knife and short gun in the latter's hand were not taken into his eyes.

The Barren Sand Battle Armor was rated as a second-grade in the Palm Martial Academy, but that was mainly based on the duel of warriors.

In a group battle where the strong bully is strong, it is undoubtedly the top.

When the first war knife came, Hong Fan did not dodge.

The blade ate into the sand and a half, and its voice was dumb.

The knife hand tried to retreat, but was grabbed by the shoulder and thrown to the ground.

[Not lethal, but enough to disintegrate its combat capabilities.] 】

Hong Fan practiced his will and put down the second person with another round of sharp arrows.

"My sand armor ignores dark arrows, and there are no dead ends."

He loudly declared, trying to break the other party's fighting spirit.

Compassionate, but not entrusted.

Before the true yuan was exhausted, in the face of an opponent whose cultivation was lower than his own, Hong Fan was confident that he was invincible.

"That armor is alive, shoot him in the eye!"

In response was the order of the leader of the archers.

Arrows suppress and cover real temptation.

Hong Fan heard several winds at the same time.

Duan Licheng has a collar on the front, and there are knife wheels on the left and right rear.

In a breath, the enemy group advanced and retreated in all directions, handing out more than a dozen horizontal and vertical slashes.

"This person's armor has its upper limit, and he can only prevent death in three places at the same time."

One of the Duan family shouted in a calm state, and immediately echoed in all directions.

The pressure has increased dramatically.

Hong Fan suddenly woke up.

He is not facing the rabble of Shunde Xing, and there is no Hong Lie and Shen Hong by his side to cover his wings and back.

Although the Duan family is a third-rate hero, there is a huge gap between it and the first-class and quasi-first-class heroes such as the Gong family and the Hong family.

Although these thirty-five people are unevenly cultivated and unevenly equipped, they are vastly different from Zhu Yiqi and Honglu Array.

But they are a whole connected by blood, and they are fighting for each other's lives and deaths.

It's like Kim Hae-hong's family.

The pace of the battle is getting faster and faster, and Hong Fan's true yuan output power has reached its upper limit.

He raised his elbow to block the front slash, and at the same time thickened the sand armor on his left shoulder and right ribs.

But at the same time, there was a sharp pain in the lower back.

There is a limit to the amount of true elements that flow in the sand carapace.

Without the blessing of the life star, the automatic curing of non-Newtonian fluids alone is not enough to resist the penetration-level spikes.

[The sand armor is pierced.] 】

A thought came to Hong Fan's mind.

At this moment, he had no time to think, only the instinct of self-preservation.

Rotate to dissipate strength, and the arm hair is like a whip.

The gunman had his neck broken and was devastated on the spot.

Since leaving Xijing, this is the first life taken by Hong Fan outside of the Asahi Mansion assassins.

Roars are stacked on all sides, presumably shouting the names of the dead, or expressing the anger of the living.

But when it fell on Hong Fan's ears, it was like turbulence during diving, muddy and vague.

More offensives poured in.

"That's it."

He muttered to himself.

The helmet's eyes are closed, cutting itself off from heaven and earth.

The sand and fog were billowing and pervading, obscuring the radius of ten feet.

At this moment, sand replaces eyes.

If you can't see blood, you can go on a killing spree.

Offense and defense are reversed.

The roar of the flames, the dance of the sand.

Hong Fan shows all his professional skills, and the killing efficiency is as high as art.

First the archers.

And then there's the Knife Man.

Finally, there is the clan elder of the Pure Realm.

When the sand fog cleared, the Duan family's martial arts arena was covered with blood, and there were fallen corpses everywhere.

Hong Fan had long been unable to maintain the sand armor, the silk clothes were full of blood, and there were rolled wounds on the left rib and right thigh.

He stepped on the door of the old man below him with his foot, and pulled the long, bladeless knife out of his sternum.

Thirty-four corpses were left behind.

"Now we're all out of armor."

Hong Fan wiped the sweat that covered his eyes and smiled at the only remaining opponent not far away.

When Duan Licheng heard this, he felt a pain in his heart.

There are only five or six hundred people in Duanjiazhuang, of which less than half are surnamed Duan.

The more than 30 people killed by Hong Fan were almost all the young men in the entire Duan family who could carry knives.

"How could it be, how could it be ......"

Duan Licheng muttered.

A strong sense of remorse welled up.

He regretted that he hadn't been killed in the first place.

I regret accepting the coercion of the Fubo Gang.

I regret going out back then......

Turning over and over again, I can't help but say "too late".

"I'm not convinced!"

Duan Licheng plunged his broadsword into the sand.

"I have gone through a fork in the road, but I regret it, I have been away from the Fubo Gang for eight years!"

"Isn't it possible for evil spirits to be reincarnated and not get out of hell?!"

He questioned Hong Fan, and he was sobbing and sobbing.

"Noise."

Hong Fan only returned two words.

Stunned, then humiliated.

The cry froze.

Duan Licheng found that even his own collapse had been defeated.

He reached out and wiped the tears from his face, and pulled out his knife sharply.

"Destroying the front section and becoming a ......"

"I'm going to kill you!"

He rushed forward in a frenzy, and suddenly heard a thunderclap.

At the last glance, it was blood flying rainbow and heaven and earth flipping.

Thirty-five corpses were lined up in a messy row.

The torch fell to the ground, still burning.

Hong Fan tore some strips of clean cloth from the deceased and bandaged the wounds.

He wanted to leave the martial arts arena first, but because he was too tired, he had to breathe in the corpses all over the ground for half an hour.

"It's only three, and it's not over yet......"

This was the first thought in Hong Fan's heart after the decision.

The heart is as hot as fire.

His complexion was even colder.

The action is even more mechanical.

Precise, sane.

Hong Fan went out of the battlefield and went to the back house first, but he didn't find anyone, so he went to the Duan family ancestral hall again.

The women and children were hiding here.

He only whispered one request - let the cook go to the kitchen to boil water for cooking.

The Duan family immediately obeyed.

Half an hour later, Hong Fan had a big meal, treated the wound with hot water, and lifted the lid of the water tank to drink.

He saw the face reflected in the vat.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his eyes were dark, as if he were following a ghost.

It's a bit like Li Heming on the last night.

Hong Fan wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, and asked the cook to lead him to Duan Licheng's room.

The bed was unexpectedly comfortable.

He forced himself to sleep for three hours until dawn.

When he woke up, Hong Fan's Chong pulse had been opened, and the seventh Ren pulse had also been opened in half.

However, the injury is still there, and the fatigue has not dissipated.

He felt like a steaming iron pot, boiling on a fire.

But at least the Yanliu True Qi and the Sand World True Yuan have been filled.

If you have true qi, you can move and fight.

That's enough.

The sand wings spread out and swept over the arena, where old and weak children were wiping tears and dragging the bodies of their loved ones.

Hong Fan turned his gaze away and flew to the northeast.

(End of chapter)