At dawn, it was the time of day and night, and the fat man pulled up the sleeping Han Fan.

Han Fan rarely got a good night's sleep, and Zhengxiang was forcibly woken up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Enemy attack. The fat man said in a deep voice.

Han Fan came to his senses after realizing it, and was about to release his divine sense to investigate the surroundings, when the fat man stretched out his hand and pressed Han Fan's shoulder.

"Don't use your senses, you'll startle the snake. ”

Han Fan found that his divine consciousness was directly interrupted, as if it had been short-circuited.

Han Fan's pupils contracted for a while, and the hand that the fat man unintentionally showed was not something that ordinary people could do.

I saw the fat man take his hand away, sneakily crawl to the window, and look left and right with his little eyes.

"Smack!" the door of the barracks was kicked open, and the fat man trembled in fright, and almost sat on the ground.

"Captain, we're surrounded. Chuan Gang walked in and said.

"It seems to be a trap, we are being remembered. The fat man instantly figured out the back and forth of this, no wonder they would be so relaxed when they hit before, the fat man rubbed his round belly, and his face was helpless.

When they walked out of the barracks, they saw that there were torches all around, and they suddenly thought that the whole mountain was burning.

"Tut-tut. The fat man sighed. "Such a big formation, a big deal. ”

"It's hard. Bai Shan answered.

Eh, shouldn't you look like you're facing a great enemy? What kind of trouble is this full of helplessness? Han Fan thought to himself, but finally couldn't help but ask.

Han Baijian's eyes under his narrow eyebrows were sharp, and his battle intent had been conceived to fifty percent, and the ghost blade had long since disappeared, and he didn't know where it was hidden, Bai Shan stood next to Han Baijian, with an indifferent expression.

"You eat this first. "Hua Niang gave others a pill," put it in her mouth and detoxify. ”

"Scythe, we've made a lot of money to get rid of you this time, and tonight, I'm going to hang your head around my waist. "At the top of the hill, a man in golden armor stepped out of a group of well-equipped soldiers.

After saying this, he seemed to sense something, and hurriedly retreated into the crowd again, and made a gesture to wipe his throat at the fat man.

When the fat man saw his cowardice, he shook his head and smiled.

"Let's just play freely. The fat man said calmly.

The fat man's words were like pressing a switch, and the first thing to rush out was to chase the wind, and then to Chuangang.

Han Fan originally thought that the specialty of chasing the wind was just speed, but he didn't expect the strength to be so strong, the weapon of chasing the wind was a very short thin blade, the thin blade was already extremely sharp, and the speed of chasing the wind was already extremely fast, so the power naturally went without saying.

In contrast, Kawaoka's way is simple and violent, she strides into the crowd, grabs the tip of the spear, and throws the man away with her backhand, taking down the group behind her.

Chuan Gang casually broke the spear in his hand, rushed into the center of the crowd and fell, and a simple heavy punch was like a giant hammer smashing to the ground, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye flew out with flesh foam and blood.

Chuan Gang got up and walked forward, Han Fan looked at the place where the punch just now, a large pit more than one meter deep and two meters in diameter appeared, and in the pit were the broken corpses and clothes of soldiers.

Han Fan estimated that if this punch went down, more than a dozen soldiers would be gone.

"Didn't you say you should avoid killing, didn't you say karma or something?"

"If we don't kill again, we should die, this is the battlefield!" the fat man's voice was calm.

A piercing chill rose from the back of Han Fan's head, as if there was a sword hanging behind his head, and when he turned around, he saw Han Baijian holding the hilt in his right hand, and his sleeves were windless.

"Ten percent. The fat man said softly.

"Huh?" Han Fan was puzzled, and the cold white sword rushed out like a white light.

Flying, drawing the sword, the momentum of the cold white sword also rose to its peak at that moment.

The sword qi in the sky appeared with the phantom of the sword, and nearly a hundred blood lines appeared, and more than a hundred people fell to the ground and died.

The cold white sword slowly fell to the ground, like a fairy out of the dust, but the fairy killed someone and had to be, and the soldiers only had one move forward in the dictionary, and several attacking iron swords made her have to raise her sword to block.

Soon, Han Baijian's white clothes had to be dyed red, not that she didn't want to maintain that fluttering posture, she really couldn't take care of it.

When Chuan Gang saw Han Baijian's bloodied appearance, he laughed, and his moves were even more wanton.

Han Fan noticed that the leader who came out to speak before was always in a state of being surrounded by the elite soldiers around him, as if he was worried about something, and those soldiers did not squint and did not care about the situation on the battlefield at all.

"Fat brother, I'll go up first, and you and that leader continue to confront each other. "Although several members of the team are strong and can kill those soldiers in seconds, the point is that there are many people.

The fat man nodded, and continued to look at the leader of the other party from afar, he could lose in numbers, but he couldn't lose in momentum and calmness!

Han Fan entered the crowd only to find that this group of soldiers were all well-trained, and before seeing others like tigers into the flock, Han Fan forgot that he and others were not in the same realm at all.

Chuan Gang can kill dozens of people with one fist, and Han Fan needs two or three moves to kill one person.

Although he had been training at the border for more than two years before, it was also the first time for Han Fan to have this kind of group battle crushed by absolute numbers.

Soon he was slightly injured, Han Fen found that his sword could not be wielded at all in the crowd, after all, there was no sword qi, the pain hit Han Fan's adrenaline, after inserting the iron sword into a soldier's chest, Han Fen simply abandoned the sword and punched to the flesh.

Since the soldiers were all wearing armor, Han Fan's fists were already bloody and fleshy after a while, and he only now realized that he had not even found the most basic way.

Take swordsmen as an example, they have a sword in their hands, a sword in their hearts, and a sword in their hands is indomitable.

And Han Fan has no way of his own until now, he not only uses a sword, but also has a melee stream, and he inherits the iron-blooded law on the battlefield - to solve the opponent in the fastest way, no matter what way.

This approach is certainly a good thing in a rapidly changing battlefield, but if you look at it from a long-term perspective, it is somewhat inappropriate.

In fact, Han Fan had already encountered this problem before, and he had also been able to solve it, that is, the method of mantra taught to him by the white fairy.

During the time when he followed Yun Zhongqing before, Han Fan had actually condensed the mantra of the word "attack", but after fighting Yun Zhongqing, he directly encountered the thunder tribulation, so he had not used it until now.

One of the biggest drawbacks of the method of mantras is that the mantras cannot be used at the same time, that is to say, when Han Fan condenses the defense of the mantra of the word "Yu", if he wants to replace it with the word "attack" mantra to attack, he must disperse the mantra of the word "Yu".

The fat man's attention had actually been here with Han Fan, and he didn't look surprised when he saw Han Fan's melee fight.

The fat man has been on the battlefield for decades, and when he first saw Han Fan, he noticed his battlefield aura, if you want to talk about strength and weakness, in the peer stage, as far as the fat man has seen, Han Fan can rank in the top five.

This is just the secondary reason why the fat man attaches importance to Han Fan, as for the main reason, the fat man can't say for sure, it is a feeling in the dark, but the fat man firmly believes in this feeling.

"Let's get something real. The fat man muttered to himself, and in his sight, Han Fan's body was covered with large and small wounds, but he was still imposing.

Han Fan condensed the mantra of the word "attack", and the difference between the mantra of the word "attack" is that the mantra of the word "attack" directly turned into the size of a grinding plate, and the whole glowed red, hanging around Han Fan's body.

"I'm a reader. Han Fan said, and the word "attack" flew out.