Fish swimming around the world

Ying Wutian was silent for a long time, slowly put on the mask that had been deformed by Jiang Fan, stared at Jiang Fan, and said to Sikong Yu, Ying Pei and others.

"...Jiang Fan, although Feng Tiannan has been captured, we still have an absolute military advantage. Today, we must kill him. We can't think about anything else. This person must not survive!"

Sikong Yu's face was covered with blood, his chest was a little collapsed, and he was panting for breath, but there was madness in his eyes: "Yes, this man is immortal and has trouble sleeping and eating. I want him to die..."

Ying Pei said with a gloomy look: "Just now, his skill suddenly went beyond the sky. It should be some kind of special method, but I can't understand who can do such a feat. But I have been observing, Jiang Fan's aura is weakening rapidly, it should be That method is about to fail.”

Law enforcement officer Jin also nodded: "Yes, you see, he is obviously back to normal now, we can't let him mess us up."

Ying Pei said: "What about Feng Tiannan? We still need him and the Feng family."

Ying Wutian's eyes revealed extreme killing intent: "Feng Tiannan...died in battle, died in the hands of Jiang Fan..."

Ying Pei was stunned and immediately understood what he meant: "Then, we will kill all the Crusaders."

Sikong Yu was a little hysterical: "Kill, kill, I don't want to hear the news that this person is alive again. If we let him escape alive today, who of us can sleep?"

One sentence touched everyone's mind.

Jiang Fan had endless cards. Under absolutely impossible circumstances, he easily reversed the situation and captured the leader of the Feng Family's Crusaders alive. It would be hard to even sleep with someone like this around.

"Ying Wutian!" Sikong Yu wiped the blood from his face: "Today, you have full command and must kill them all."

Jin Zhifa also knew that the matter was serious and there was no way out: "Wutian, give the order. Young Master Sikong is right. We must put down all our thoughts now and seize this rare opportunity to eliminate future troubles forever."

Ying Pei also calmed down: "Yes, this is Hulukou. As long as we are determined to kill, no one can escape. Whether it is the special envoy of the King of Chu or the Feng family's crusaders, their bones can be buried here..."

As he was speaking, Jiang Fan seemed to know what they were thinking, and his voice came again.

"What you are saying, it seems that we will continue to fight. Even if you have the advantage, the Chu State Master will soon send people to respond. We only need to hold on until the Chu army arrives. Then it will be difficult for you."

"He is threatening, telling us not to take action, otherwise Feng Tiannan's death will also be blamed on us..." Ying Pei said solemnly.

Jin Zhizhu clenched his fists: "Yu Qingcheng, are you really coming?"

Ying Wutian said decisively: "True or false, don't let your mind wander, and don't let him delay any longer, otherwise things will change if you delay, take action!"

After saying that, the orderer tied the severed arm and upper body together, and pulled out a strange-shaped scimitar from his waist: "We still have about 120,000 people, and the opponent has about 25,000 people. The advantage lies with me, and the opportunity Don’t lose time and never come again…”

His hoarse voice seemed to come from the Jiuyou underworld: "Give me - kill!"

In an instant, rockets pierced the clouds, the horn of attack sounded, and an army of 120,000 troops poured into Jiang Fan's camp from three directions.

Just now, Jiang Fan was already predicting the opponent's movements. The first thing he considered was that the opponent would attack with all his strength. After all, judging from the situation, his side was still at an absolute disadvantage. If he were Ying Wutian, he would definitely do this.

Sure enough, when he saw Ying Wutian pulling out his scimitar, Jiang Fan knew that a real bloody battle was coming.

Fortunately, Silver Moon's men had already joined the three thousand God-killing Army at this time, and the remaining eight thousand Crusaders could only join in passively. The three parties were all elite soldiers and could definitely fight.

The next moment, Jiang Fan threw Feng Tiannan to Lu Hanting, "Watch him!"

The battle finally started here. This time, the opponent did not have the Feng family's crusaders and lost a large part of their combat power, but they seemed even crazier and a fight to the death.

Eight thousand Nantian Crusaders faced the enemy head-on, while the Killing God Army and the Heavenly King Army blocked both sides. The two sides directly fell into a fierce hand-to-hand battle.

In this way, Jiang Fan also truly saw the tyranny of the Southern Crusaders. Although their combat effectiveness was not comparable to that of the Killing God Army, they were still ahead of the Heavenly King's Army, and they could withstand an army ten times his own head-on.

But the remaining troops are not useless. On the contrary, whether it is Pheasant Yutang or Tianmo Palace, they are all capable of conquering and fighting. Three or five people can always be replaced by a crusader.

However, there is also good news. The Crusaders originally occupied a position due east, and there were no enemies in that direction. Therefore, the three parties fought with their backs on the hillside, which greatly reduced the pressure.

But even so, over time, the Crusaders will inevitably be exhausted.

Jiang Fan didn't feel bad about this at all, as long as he could protect his family.

But Feng Tiannan felt distressed. Although he pretended to be dizzy, he didn't understand what was going on. But compared to feeling sorry for this person, he cared more about himself. Jiang Fan's weird power completely defeated his true energy. Now the sea of ​​​​qi and snow mountains are empty, and there is no resistance at all.

Damn it, they were obviously jointly sniping to kill Jiang Fan, but how did it end up like this, and he became a prisoner instead?

A thought that made his heart palpitate lingered in his mind, Jiang Fan——will he kill himself?

Feng Tiannan was once the emperor of the Feng family, and he had never been in such a situation. Before, he was aloof and looked down on the great storms and waves of the world, watched countless rises and falls, and despised countless lives and deaths. But when he came to the critical moment of life and death, something unexpected happened. He was so frightened that he didn't want to die. There was still the highest position of power in this world waiting for him to enjoy...

Therefore, even though he was distressed, he still pretended to be faint. It was useless to think about anything else at the moment, save his life first.

The battle was fierce. This Hulukou will probably become a blood gourd today.

The Crusaders were consumed very quickly. Under the enemy's fearless charge, 8,000 Crusaders lost 90% in just half an hour, and the God-killing Army and the Heavenly King Army also began to lose.

Just when Jiang Fan was anxious, in the chaos and noise, his magical ears heard a cry from the night sky.

Jiang Fan's eyes moved, and he looked up at the sky. A black shadow passed through the sky like a dark cloud.

Here it comes! Jiang Fan was overjoyed. Ying Wuming finally arrived.

Great...

As Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he looked around and saw countless dense figures pouring down from the mountains on the east side of Hulukou.

They took another exit from Yaowang Valley, crossed hundreds of miles of mountains, and finally arrived at the battlefield half an hour ahead of schedule.

Yes, the detailed topographic map of Wutu Village played a crucial role.

Jiang Fan studied carefully and found that although there were only two entrances and exits in Hulukou, there were actually some low mountains from Yaowang Valley to Hulukou, so it was possible to pass through.

But the only problem was that you had to be able to enter Yaowang Valley.

And this was really not difficult for Master Jiang.

This was of course the reason why he talked about Yaowang Valley with the old guy before he set out.