Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 112
Boom!
The bowstring sounded, and two ballistas and six crossbow arrows burst out in an instant.

In an instant, the crossbow bolt crossed the distance of space, pierced through the protective yellow turban warrior, and shot the yellow robe Taoist hiding behind.

Six crossbow arrows landed in the crowd, plowing a bloody ditch in the army formation, no one could stop it.

After shooting the yellow-robed Taoist, before the people nearby could breathe a sigh of relief, they were horrified to find that the runes on the wrist-thick crossbow bolts were shining, emitting a burst of dangerous red light.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
There were six explosions, and there was no one alive within three meters of the center of the explosion, all of them were turned into minced meat, and within ten meters they were either dead or injured.

The yellow turban wrestler who fell on the ground got up, and he didn't seem to feel any pain. The injuries on his body recovered quickly, and the big hole in his stomach healed quickly, faster than eating the spiritual fruit.

But before he fully recovered, the yellow light on his body had receded.

After the light faded, howls sounded, one after another seriously injured people fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

The adult's eyes widened, watching all this in disbelief.

The reversal came so suddenly that he was caught off guard.

Here, what happened?What exploded?Is that a ballista?

where am I?What is wrong with me?Am I dreaming?
Shouldn't I be the one who broke the camp and slaughtered them all?Why, why is this happening?

For a while, he still couldn't react.

Fang Fan looked at the two giant crossbows in surprise. They were more powerful than he had imagined. Although one shot would cost one beast soul, it seemed that it was not unacceptable.

However, cracks appeared on the giant bone crossbow, and the largest one directly ran through the entire ballista, and many runes were separated by cracks.

At this moment, the rune completely lost its charm, without a trace of coordination, just a simple child's graffiti.

These two giant crossbows were disposable, and they are now destroyed.

Thinking about Fang Fan made my heart ache.

Turning his head to look at the bewildered Yellow Turban Army, his eyes were indifferent, and cold words rang in Fan Fei's ears.

"Fan Fei, don't I need to teach you next?"

"Don't worry, village chief, I understand."

Fan Fei said excitedly, but Fang Fan was a little confused, what?What do you understand?
I saw Fan Fei licking his lips, excitement appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

"Kill, leave no one behind!!!"

"kill!!"

Hundreds of spearmen emerged from the chrysalis and divided into two groups, led by Dian Wei and Fan Fei respectively, strangling the yellow scarf warriors left and right.

And in the forest behind, a few teams rushed out, erratic, moving around in the crowd, and after a while, they came to the center of the crowd, pierced the adult's chest with a three-inch dagger, and cut it out.

Dodging other people's attacks, bent down to reach out, cut off the adult's head, turned around and exited the battlefield, and left the field gracefully.

After a while, he came to the wall, holding a head with wide eyes in his hand.

"village head."

Fang Fan looked at Leng Feng, took the head, took a look at it, then threw it down the wall and nodded.

"Okay, it's all right now, let's spend some time with my girlfriend, she's really worried."

Leng Feng nodded, did not speak any more, and walked down the wall silently.

Fang Fan stood on the wall, quietly watching the battle below.

After the death of the lord, many Taoists in yellow robes were killed and began to flee indiscriminately. After losing their control, those yellow turban warriors stood there stupidly, losing their ability to resist.

The defeat of the army is like a mountain, and this truth is more clearly demonstrated in the attic of the Yellow Turban Army.

Without a foundation, the power that suddenly expands can only be duckweed without roots, and it cannot be regarded as real.

At some point, Li Yang took Tang Jiajun up to the wall and sat in a corner.

"Wow, they are so powerful, the village chief is so powerful."

Looking at all this, Tang Jiajun exclaimed in his eyes, and gradually, in his eyes, a faint glory was revealed.

Be proud of Ning'an, be proud of Ning'an!

Seeing this, Fang Fan smiled.

"Li Yang, have you realized it too?"

Hearing this, Li Yang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"Burst, I can gather all my strength to burst out in an instant, or I can burst out bit by bit as I want."

"good."

Fang Fan nodded. He also had a preliminary understanding of the artistic conception of Ye Xiu and Li Yang, or the strange way of using power. Fang Fan also had a vague guess in his heart about how to comprehend it.

Not long after, Fan Fei rushed back to the camp and walked up the fence.

The overall situation has been decided, and there is only a little finishing work left, so he will not compete with Dian Wei.

Walking up the fence, standing with Li Yang, chatting with each other about business and casually.

However, Fan Fei did not forget to pay attention to the battlefield while chatting, and glanced at it from time to time, while Fang Fan had already left, entered the underground cave, sat cross-legged in front of the water pool, and began to practice.

For some reason, Fang Fan became obsessed with cultivation, and he would not have the slightest resistance to cultivation. Whenever he had time, he would calm down and practice.

Maybe it's because of my obsession with martial arts when I was a child, my fear of the future, or simply being obsessed with the feeling that I am getting stronger every moment.

Seeing this, Li Yang patted his head, sat behind Fang Fan, and began to practice.

The mind is immersed in the body, and the spiritual energy integrated with consciousness can be easily manipulated by Fang Fan, washing away the bones of his body bit by bit.

In this situation, time seems to have lost its concept. I don't know how long it has passed, and there is a sound of footsteps in Fang Fan's ears. The familiar breath is Fan Fei.

Fan Fei did not speak after arriving, but stood aside, waiting quietly.

Fang Fan tempered all the aura in his body to temper his bones, and then slowly exited from the visualization state after running for a big cycle.

Li Yang was still practicing, Fang Fan didn't bother, and left quietly. At this time, Fan Fei opened his mouth and said lightly.

"Village Chief, the battlefield has been cleaned up.

Our side killed 37 people and killed 670 and eight enemies, a big victory! "

Fang Fan nodded slightly, neither excited nor surprised.

This result can be seen from the emptying of most of the spirit fruit warehouse and the consumption of a few bottles of dragon marrow, it should be.

"Bring back all the brothers who died in battle, and bury them all respectfully.

Those whose family members are in the village will be granted pensions and enjoy the treatment of martyrs' families.

For those whose family members are not in the village head but have family information, the priority of the information will be increased, and the family members of the martyrs will be rescued first.

In short, these people who have worked so hard for the village cannot be chilled, understand? "

Fan Fei nodded, feeling a little heavy.

"And this war.

We harvested 670 and [-] ordinary soldiers, the highest grade of which is level six.

In addition, a storage ring was found in the leader's hand, which has not been opened yet.

And a large number of rare treasures were also found on the bodies of other yellow-robed Taoists, and they are being sorted out, and they will be brought over after making a list. "

"Ah."

Fang Fan nodded slightly, didn't say anything more, took the storage ring, and after Fan Fei left, he returned to the water pool and entered the cultivation state.

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