My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

this day.

Chen Fangao lived on top of a cliff, he suddenly turned and looked into the distance.

"Huh? A lot of breath, is this a team of gods gathered?"

In the past few decades, Chen Fan has rarely encountered a situation where a large number of gods gather, and every time he encounters it, there will inevitably be a big harvest.

His eyes flickered, and his body instantly turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sensed position.

However, as he kept approaching, his eyes could not help but flash.

The reason for this is not because the opponent is too strong and he thinks he can't win, but because this team of gods is a master of gods from the camp of the life gods!

It doesn't make sense to Chen Fan to kill these guys and get their own medals.

It's just that using strength to frighten them and force them to hand over the medals of other camps in their hands will also be a big gain...

In fact, they have the most medals of different camps in their hands!

Thinking of this, Chen Fan continued to approach these people.

And when Chen Fan's medal sensed the aura of these people, these people naturally also sensed the aura of the medal on Chen Fan.

People of the same camp can sense the breath of medals from each other!

"Huh? Have you sensed it? It seems that there is a god from the life god world nearby. He is a lone walker. We are lucky!"

The leading god grinned, but his face was full of excitement.

Although they were far apart, they hadn't seen Chen Fan's figure yet.

But with the battlefield medals, they can sense the masters of the same camp within a certain range.

The gods behind him also had eyes shining with excitement, and they kept discussing:

"Hahaha, at this point in time, the gods who dare to walk alone must not be bad in strength, at least they are also the high gods who have comprehended the profound truth. Such a character must have gained a lot..."

"This guy, I'm afraid he thought he found a companion, and he approached us on his own initiative!"

"Be prepared, as soon as he arrives, we will kill him immediately! Take his harvest!"

The pressure on the plane battlefield is extremely high, and the consciousness cannot expand very far. If it is other people, even if they are master gods, it is difficult to hear what these people are saying at this time from such a distance.

But Chen Fan is not only a master at the level of the main god, but also has a soul-enhancing treasure such as Fu Shengqin, but he clearly heard what these people said!

He shook his head, his eyes became extremely cold.

Then, he let go of his aura without any disguise, and approached these people at the fastest speed!

As Chen Fan approached, after sensing Chen Fan's aura and his terrifying speed, the faces of the gods who were talking and laughing suddenly changed.

"Not good, is this a master at the level of the main god?!"

Under Chen Fan's surging and terrifying pressure, these gods could not stand still, let alone fight.

"Master Lord God, I don't know why you took the initiative to find us...?" The leading god had a respectful face, without any sign of the original rudeness, and stepped forward cautiously.

There are too many masters at the level of the main god surpassing the gods. If these people are tied together, it is impossible to block the move of the master god!

Chen Fan raised the Excalibur of Destruction in his hand, and suddenly the sword fell, and the body of the god was shattered into pieces, leaving only a piece of broken flesh.

The many gods behind him also looked even uglier.

After Chen Fan made a move, his eyes were also cold: "I heard what you just said..."

As soon as this remark came out, many gods fell into an ice cellar one by one.

"It's over..."

Although they are masters of the same camp, they still don't think that a main god will let them go after they are ready to kill...

Immediately, a god knelt down on the ground, constantly repenting and apologizing to Chen Fan.

Even if the gods are just ordinary creatures with higher strength, they will naturally feel fear and fear.

However, there are indeed some daring or more dignified gods, even in this situation, they can still maintain a certain level of calmness.

In fact, if Chen Fan really planned to kill them, he wouldn't talk nonsense with them at all.

"You are very lucky. If I had met me on the plane battlefield before, I might have killed you directly..."

"Now, I will give you a way to survive..."

Chen Fan turned his eyes and glanced at everyone: "Promise me two conditions, and I will spare your lives!"

The gazes of these gods intertwined, and then they all looked at Chen Fan together.

"My lord, please tell me."

Chen Fan nodded: "First, give me all the medals you got on your body."

Naturally, none of these people hesitated, and handed over their gains to Chen Fan one by one.

After obtaining the medal, they can return to their respective asylum barriers at any time to turn in and exchange for meritorious service.

At this time, it has been decades since the opening of the plane battlefield, and these people have naturally handed in their medals more than once.

Therefore, although these people have many medals in their hands, they are far from all they have gained. If they can save their lives, so what if they give up these medals!

These people only have three or four hundred merits in their hands, basically all medals from different camps, not too many, but not too many, but they helped Chen Fan get a new thousand merits.

Chen Fan put away the medal and nodded with satisfaction: "As for the second condition..."

"That is...you will make a true spirit oath with me, and give me all the medals you will gain in the battlefield of the plane in the future."

"And make sure that you can't deliberately be lazy and deceive me."

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of many gods were extremely ugly, and not many people directly agreed.

"Huh? What's the matter, do you think the choices I gave you are not good enough?" Chen Fan stared coldly.

Facing Chen Fan's incomparably cold aura.

But the daring god smiled wryly and stood up:

"Master Lord God, it's not that we don't want to survive, but that before we entered the plane battlefield, we all made a true spirit oath to the Lord God of our plane, and we cannot help people from other planes to collect medals..."

"If we make a True Spirit Vow with you, Lord God, it will be in violation of our previous True Spirit Vow. Under the conflict, we will only collapse and die on the spot."

Chen Fan's eyes flashed immediately when he heard the words.

However, he thought that there was also such a clause in the true spirit oath he made with the Lord of Destruction before he entered the plane battlefield.

At the beginning, he didn't take this seriously at all. After all, he didn't know people from other planes in the spirit world, so it was impossible for him to help other people collect medals.

Now that I think about it carefully, I found a problem.

"I'm afraid most planes will have similar constraints..."

In fact, if such an agreement was not made in advance, if the gods entering this world encounter a powerful master who is no match for him and the opponent threatens his life, just like Chen Fan at this time, then in order to survive, he will definitely Obey each other obediently and help them collect more medals...

If so, this person is equivalent to helping the enemy. For the plane as a whole, this person is not as good as his death!

"That's right, if everyone is like this, then it will be much easier for powerful people to collect more military exploits, and those who are not strong enough will become tools of others... The entire plane battlefield will lose its original meaning."