Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 48
And at the same time that those arrows that were coming in densely like rain were about to hit Fan Qingtian, the thunder and lightning blasted down from the sky!
Dozens of powerful thunder and lightning attacks fell like breaking the sky and earth, smashing all the arrows into nothingness, and the ground trembled.

The soldiers who were closer to Fan Qingtian were all turned into coke by lightning.

At the same time, Fan Qingtian's figure moved, holding the silver gun horizontally, like a meteor falling from the sky, and headed towards the west without blinking.

Wherever they passed, blood was sprinkled in the sky, and heads fell to the ground.

I saw Fan Qingtian heading towards the west, then stood on a certain position, transported a red spiritual power in his hand, poured it into the earth veins, followed by Fan Qingtian changed another direction, and continued to move towards the ground Inject spiritual energy.

And those who tried to kill Fan Qingtian and those who blocked Fan Qingtian's path all died tragically on the battlefield.

Such a fierce attack, one person singled out ten thousand people, made the soldiers of the Tu country terrified, but the soldiers of the Mu country suddenly became agitated when they saw this, and their faces could not help but rejoice, shouting loudly, "Mu country will win, The Mu Kingdom will surely win."

Fan Qingtian did not retain the aura of being a strong man of the Holy Bloodline class, oppressing the fear in the hearts of those soldiers, Fan Qingtian killed people like chickens at this moment, fast and ruthless, leaving no one alive wherever he passed, everywhere on the ground It's piled up corpses.

Seeing Fan Qingtian's attack power, Yang Ran's temples throbbed violently, and he shouted in shock, "It's actually a powerhouse at the level of the Holy Vein!"

Only a strong person at the level of the holy vein can use the energy of heaven and earth as an attack. Obviously, Fan Qingtian's attack has already let Yang Ran know the level of Fan Qingtian's terror!
No wonder the man in the silver armor was fearless, even if he sent 3 people to besiege it, he might not be able to compete with the powerhouses of the Holy Vein level!

In a country, as long as there are strong men, not to mention the 30 soldiers of the Turkic Kingdom, even if 300 million soldiers give him a thousand masters of the Holy Vein level, the entire army of these 300 million soldiers will be wiped out. The strong also represent a The standard of strength of the country.

Looking at the mighty Fan Qingtian, Yang Ran felt a little uneasy, "Didn't it mean that all the strong men in the Mu country were killed by the tyrants of the Mu country? How come there are such strong men on the battlefield, damn it!"

Gritting his teeth, Yang Ran has murder in his eyes. If this strong man is not eradicated, it will be difficult to take down the Mu Kingdom, and it will be difficult for Army Master Ouyang to carry out his plan to take down the city in one fell swoop.

Now that the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, Yang Ran knows that if they don't kill Fan Qingtian, Fan Qingtian will kill them too!
Immediately, Yang Ran didn't care whether the soldiers had broken through the city gate, and raised the long battle ax in his hand and shouted, "Brothers, all go to me, kill that man in silver armor, and avenge my brothers!"

"Kill, avenge my brothers!" The soldiers following Yang Ran shouted loudly, waving their swords in their hands, and their voices were like thunder.

Everyone on the battlefield was ready to die, but when they saw their brother being beheaded by Fan Qingtian, the soldiers of the Tu country present were so angry that they vowed to take the head of Fan Qingtian.

Holding the horse's belly, Yang Ran kicked the horse's belly fiercely, the horse neighed, and immediately rushed towards Fan Qingtian.

And all the soldiers behind Yang Ran rushed towards Fan Qingtian.

An army of 30 besieged Fan Qingtian together, the sound of killing and shouting shook the heavens and the earth, and the momentum shook the mountains and rivers.

No one expected that the 30 troops of the Tu country had been standing still, but at the same moment they besieged Fan Qingtian together. Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Mu country couldn't help worrying about Fan Qingtian.

30 people, that's not a small number, even if Fan Qingtian is powerful, 30 saliva can wipe out Fan Qingtian, if the king dies, then the Mu Kingdom will be even more precarious and will fall into a state of subjugation.

Yue Qing, who was waiting for Fan Qingtian's order at the gate of the city, was also worried. Hearing the screams of killing outside, he was also worried that something might happen to Fan Qingtian.

Gu Hua was the only one watching the battle on the tower, with a slight smile on his mouth, watching all the soldiers from the Tu country besieging Fan Qingtian, wishing that Fan Qingtian would die soon.

Seeing the dense crowd of people rushing towards him, Fan Qingtian still had a calm expression on his face, with fearlessness in his eyes, without a trace of panic.

With a quick sweep of the silver gun in his hand, the blade of the gun was mixed with electric arcs, and the berserk breath immediately killed a group of Tu country soldiers who surrounded him.

The silver spear in Fan Qingtian's hand was sweeping, and a sky-shaking wind and thunder blade spread out in all directions, cutting off the flying arrows, his figure flashed again, and Fan Qingtian was already standing in the center of the vast battlefield.

Looking coldly at Yang Ran's soldiers who were leading the soldiers to deal directly with her, Fan Qingtian's face was filled with cold cruelty.

When the soldiers brought by Yang Ran stepped into the range where Fan Qingtian had just started to deploy in secret, Fan Qingtian's silver gun emitted flashes of thunder and swept around to kill the soldiers who were approaching.

Immediately, he plunged the silver gun straight into the ground, and a ray of red spiritual power poured into the center of the earth, followed by Fan Qingtian jumped on tiptoe and flew into the air.

The silver armor became more and more dazzling under the light of the sun, revealing the wind of the king, making people surrender involuntarily.

At this moment, Fan Qingtian, who was flying in mid-air, turned his hands into magic, and stepped on Yin-Yang steps in the void. With the energy of heaven and earth, a ray of red light in his hand directly bombarded the ground where the silver spear was inserted, and turned into an array.

Immediately, Brahma Qingtian formed a ray of light on the ground of the spiritual power injected five directions above the Qiankun Zhenkan. The ray suddenly appeared and then formed a ray of silver light, which quickly connected with each other to form a complicated pattern. All the soldiers of the earth country were trapped in the formation.

The atmosphere suddenly changed, the wind that was originally gently blowing became manic, the dust was blown by the wind to the yellow eyes everywhere, and a dangerous breath circulated in the air.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ran never expected that the strong man in front of him was still a formation master, his eyes were suddenly shocked, and he wanted to lead the soldiers to retreat temporarily, but he was already deeply trapped in the formation and could not get out.

Formation master is the sideline of a warrior, as long as the warrior has spiritual power in his body, he can become a formation master.

And people with spiritual power in their bodies can also become onmyojis, or alchemists with the highest level of doctors.

The division of spiritual power is also based on junior high school and high peak grades, with blue, yellow, red, white, and four middle colors. The higher the spiritual power, the stronger the control power.

However, there are very few people who are born with spiritual power in the body and can control them, or it is possible for alchemists to make pills to stimulate the spiritual power in the body, but the number of alchemists is also extremely small, so let alchemists help Refining elixir to stimulate the spiritual power in the body requires a considerable price.

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