Han Fan pulled out his iron sword and retreated for more than ten meters, and the little leader slowly knelt on the ground, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared desperately, trembling and turning his head to look at Han Fan, his expression was like a demon crawling out of hell, at that moment, Han Fan fought a cold war, and his whole body was full of goosebumps.

His sword deliberately did not stab the vital point of the small leader, and this was only done to weaken his strength and make his position clear.

"Brothers, why are you hesitating to take advantage of his illness to kill him?" Han Fan asked loudly.

The other soldiers woke up like a dream, and they were all stunned by the little leader's ghost-like eyes, and at this time, Han Fan shouted and the hypnosis of the purple illusion, and they rushed forward with their weapons.

The follow-up soldiers also rushed forward, the crowd had already blocked Han Fan's sight, the battlefield was chaotic, and there was aura overflowing everywhere, so if you use your divine sense on a large scale, you are likely to be hit by a spell with a spiritual attack, so you can only rely on your eyes to see, as for your divine sense, it is best to maintain it within five meters of your side.

Han Fen could constantly see sword lights flashing in the center of the crowd, due to Han Fan's voice transmission and the limited output target of Purple Illusion, the soldiers a hundred meters away didn't know what was going on at all, and when they saw the soldiers in front of them rushing in one direction, they followed suit.

Something smashed on the head of the little leader, he backhanded a sword, and at a glance, he didn't know whose forearm it was, and the soldiers around him were still charging fearlessly, although his sword qi was a range spell, but the aura was limited after all, he looked at the corpses that had been piled up into a hill under his feet, and looked at the dense illusory and real soldier figures in front of him, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

With so much blood loss, he couldn't clearly distinguish the position of the soldiers, he was just swinging out one sword qi after another without any discipline and trajectory, because there were people on all sides, so the sword qi could hit no matter how it hit.

When the last trace of aura in the dantian was used up, the little leader knew that his death was coming, at this time he didn't have much panic and anxiety, he just wanted to laugh, he laughed at why he ended up today, and he met with the blade was actually the soldier he brought to the battlefield many times, he laughed at why he was always swayed by anger.

A long sword sank into the little leader's chest, he opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but in the end he fell silent, he wanted to lose his temper, he wanted to scold a few words with expletives, scolding those soldiers for being so stupid, but he found that he could not speak, and opened his mouth several times again and again, silent or silent......

He felt as if he couldn't say anything like that again, but he couldn't understand why, he was just a bunch of rubbish.

"I'm ...... To become an immortal...... How can it be ...... Die...... Dead in ...... Here?" The little leader pushed away the soldier who had plunged his sword into his chest.

The soldier looked at his hand in disbelief, he couldn't believe that he had done it, Han Fan had reached his limit, the purple illusion would not only consume his spiritual energy, but also his divine sense, with the strength of his current divine consciousness, the illusion that affected so many people was too consuming.

The soldiers who came to their senses had mixed expressions, on the one hand, what the little leader did was indeed mad, but on the other hand, killing his own leader with his own hands was too rebellious for a soldier on the battlefield.

"He started the incident, brothers, if we don't take off his head today, our consciences will be uneasy!" said the soldier, who plunged his sword into the chest of the little leader.

When things happen beyond the scope of people's tolerance, they will subconsciously want to evade responsibility, which is their nature and the ugly side of human beings.

"Kill. The other soldiers seemed to see the lighthouse in the dark sea at night, and rushed towards Han Fan frantically.

Han Fan's goal had already been achieved, and he wanted to use the power of the little leader to help him lighten some of his burden, so that he could have a chance to take a breath.

"Hua Niang, aren't you playing with poison, why don't you poison it?" Han Fan asked loudly as he looked at a group of soldiers rushing up like crazy bulls.

"Hehehehe~ It's coming. Han Fan's ears rang with the charming and sultry laughter of the flower girl.

I saw that the soldiers who were only two meters away from Han Fan and charged up suddenly fell to the ground en masse, their bodies convulsing violently.

How could Han Fan let go of such an opportunity, he reacted extremely quickly, and when the soldiers fell, he casually picked up a sword and rushed forward.

Piercing the hearts of every soldier lying on the ground, Han Fan was afraid that he would not die, so he added a sword to each of them.

In fact, Hua Niang was poisoned at the beginning of the battle, but this poison takes a long time to attack, as for the reason, it's not that Hua Niang doesn't have a faster and more powerful poison, but in a situation like this that requires a lot of poison, there are not so many high-level poisons at all, and you can only use weaker and cheaper low-level poisons that are more than enough.

Groups of soldiers continued to fall around, and Han Fan kept mending his sword until his wrist was sore, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble.

Glancing at the battlefield, Han Fen couldn't help but gasp, about a radius of five hundred meters was densely packed with corpses, but what made Han Fen desperate was the endless soldiers running up the mountain.

"Oh my God!" Han Fan couldn't help but say.

"My formation is arranged, don't panic. Bai Shan appeared next to Han Fan.

"Do you think we can live?" asked the question that lingered in his mind.

"Do you know why we want to cultivate to become immortals?" Bai Shan didn't answer Han Fan's question, but asked himself.

"Because of immortality?" Han Fan wondered.

"This is just one of them, and there is another point that is particularly important, that is, cultivators are very human, and they can turn mountains and seas upside down!" Bai Shan said loudly.

"High-level monks are no longer able to win by numbers, and cultivation can allow you to easily destroy an army one day, which means that you alone can dominate more things. "Chasing the wind appeared on the side at some point.

"So you think they are so naïve that they think they can take us down with a lot of people, although we haven't reached that realm, but for now, it's not enough for people to want to kill us at this point!" Bai Shan said lightly as he followed the words, and his words were full of arrogance.

Han Fan only felt a clever spirit all over his body, and a warm current flowed through his whole body from the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Yes, the purpose of cultivation is to allow yourself to take charge of more things, and only when you are stronger, what you want to protect can be fully protected.

Han Fan stood on tiptoe lightly, quietly waiting for the arrival of those soldiers, his eyes flashing with bright light, as if he could illuminate the night.

Hua Niang, Chuan Gang, and Han Baijian also came over one after another, and the six of them formed a circle with their backs to each other, and in their eyes were the strange soldiers who arrived in almost two minutes.

Several of them suddenly felt a few breezes blowing around them, followed by a comfortable vigorous breath permeating the surroundings, they found that there was no strong smell of blood in their noses, but a light fragrance of grass and trees, and the tense mind was gradually relaxed, Bai Shan could feel that his aura was recovering much faster, and his tired spirit was slowly improving, and others were obviously aware of their changes.

After a little exploration, they found that this aura was emanating from Han Fan's body, and several people were shocked, only to see that Han Fan's body exuded a strong Taoist intent.

"This kid...... What a sin!" Chasing the wind couldn't help but sigh.

"No wonder Smiler is so optimistic about him, it's too perverted!" Bai Shan's tone was undisguised envy.

"At the beginning of the Three Realms, he comprehended the Dao Intent, although it was just a simple skin, but his Dao Intent was not bad at all, and he had such an effect when he first started!" Han Baijian said, Rao is pride as she also opened her mouth to praise.

"This is the prototype of the Taoist meaning of spring. Hua Niang said uncertainly.

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Smiler came to Han Fan's side and observed intently.

"Hiss~" Chuan Gang gasped, the meaning of the way of spring is already very powerful, not just what is the concept?