Myth Invasion: I Kill the Gods on Earth

A true hero does not need to be publicized, but will be remembered by everyone.

Lin Fan didn't realize it at this time. When he rushed towards the gods with a knife, when he stood up staggeringly covered in blood, he had become a monument belonging to Daxia, a mark that would never be wiped out in the hearts of all warriors. figure.

Lin Fan slowly walked out with Zi Lu's support among the soldiers who were also covered in blood and had just experienced a hard battle.

Only then did the weak Shura hand let go of the Shura knife.

"Go home."

A smile appeared on Lin Fan's blood-stained face, and he walked out step by step with Zi Lu's support.

Behind him, Lu Bu rode a red rabbit horse and walked out of the cabin step by step. Fang Tian painted a halberd and hung the headless corpse.

"Uh-huh!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Bu suddenly waved Fang Tian's painted halberd and lifted the headless corpse high into the air!

"The enemy general has been killed off his horse!"

Lin Fan also used up his last strength, grabbed Klein's head with his left hand, and said loudly: "The last descending god, Klein is dead!"

Zilu also shouted out the teacher's famous saying: "The one who started the figurines has no successors!"

For a moment, all the soldiers roared with excitement.

"Haha, good kill!"

"I knew the commander-in-chief would definitely be able to kill him!"

"A great victory!"

"How can you not kill him? The commander-in-chief has chased him halfway around the world! Damn it, can he be safe if he runs to a free country?"

"Those who offend our Daxia will die even if they escape from the earth!"

"Hang his head up!"

At this moment, Zhang Chengfeng came quickly with a team of medical staff. Although the old man had experienced a hard battle before, his injuries were not many. Everyone subconsciously protected the doctor.

Although Zhang Chengfeng had some injuries at this time, they were not fatal. He had given himself simple treatment and was wrapped with many bandages, but he was still walking fast.

"Stop showing off." Zhang Chengfeng grabbed Lin Fan's right hand, felt his pulse, and then his face darkened: "This pulse... why is there no heartbeat! Are you dead?"

The dark hands were extremely cold, as if they were already dead.

"I'm not dead..."

"It's just that this hand is no longer mine. I gave it to an evil guy." Lin Fan withdrew Shura's hand and then handed the other hand to Zhang Chengfeng.

The hand of Shura seemed to have its own consciousness, and actually knocked Lin Fan on the head, as if to protest Lin Fan's words about him.

"Stop pretending, I know what you want to do." Lin Fan said to the Shura hand: "You helped me before because you and I both wanted that god to die."

"But your true attitude towards me... I know."

The Shura hand did not move again.

Zhang Chengfeng was slightly startled, and looked at Lin Fan with a hint of complexity.

"Buzz~"

Behind Zhang Chengfeng, a golden wheel of merit appeared like a golden sun. He carefully checked the pulse of Lin Fan's left hand, then his face sank, and he waved his hand to the person behind him and said: "Push into the operating room and perform the operation immediately. I will perform the operation myself." knife!"

Lin Fan's body has reached its limit!

His left shoulder was fractured, his heartbeat was disordered, his muscles all over his body were trembling, and even his heart was throbbing.

This battle forced Lin Fan to exceed his limits several times. Zhang Chengfeng couldn't even understand how Lin Fan could still speak!

"It's okay, I'm okay..." Lin Fan was about to get up, but suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion and staggered down again.

"Bring the wheelchair and push it into the operating room!"

Immediately, a staff member got a wheelchair and pushed Lin Fan off the plane.

But right now.

"Don't send me to the operating room yet!" Lin Fan grabbed Mr. Zhang Chengfeng.

Zhang Chengfeng's face tightened: "No! You must now..."

"Send me to the Great Steel Wall!" Lin Fan's words were full of determination, "I want to see the corpses of those sea beasts, and I want to see that the Great Xia Gate is still safe and sound!"

At this moment, although Lin Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were unmistakable!

He lives just to keep the country of Daxia safe!

He had to see it with his own eyes!

That was what he fought for!

Zhang Chengfeng was silent for a moment and nodded: "Eight hours... is enough time, so I'll push you first."

Zhang Chengfeng took the wheelchair and turned to look at Zilu and Lu Bu: "Two seniors..."

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Please arrange a place for me to rest."

Zilu smiled and said, "Teacher's will is my will. You can rest assured that I have no ill intentions towards Daxia. I'm just... here to guard the teacher's way!"

Lu Bu on the side frowned: "I don't have to rest, I just want to ask... where is Diao Chan!"

Zhang Chengfeng: "???"

Unlike Zilu, Lu Bu had no sense of identity with Daxia.

He is a very selfish person.

Even back then, he didn't care about the people of the world at all, and he didn't even care about the soldiers who served him.

In his whole world, there is only Diao Chan!

"Lu Bu, you rest here now. These people will help you rescue Diao Chan in the future." Lin Fan turned around in his wheelchair and said, "If you really want to rescue Diao Chan, treat these people who share the same blood with you well."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Bu was stunned.

"really?"

"Seriously!" Lin Fan nodded.

"Okay, remember your promise. Although I, Lu Bu, have gone back on my word several times, I hate people who are ruthless and renege on their word the most." Lu Bu nodded and looked at the soldiers, with a hint of seriousness in his cold eyes.

Of course, he didn't think these were comrades fighting for life and death.

But in his opinion, these are all the help to help him rescue Diao Chan! You must take good care of these people before you can help yourself rescue Diao Chan!

Lu Bu looked at these soldiers seriously, with some approval in his eyes: "Not bad... They all have good fighting spirit, and they have strict discipline and strong military morale..."

"However, it is still too weak..."

"I have to make you stronger quickly so you can help me rescue Diao Chan!"

Lu Bu took Fang Tian's painted halberd and pointed at the warriors riding beasts in front of him and said: "In the future, I will personally train you and train you into the Xiliang cavalry that swept the world's heroes!"

The soldiers suddenly looked excited.

Xiliang Iron Cavalry!

What a resounding army that is!

As for Lu Bu, although his reputation is not very good, we have to admit that his martial arts and military training abilities are second to none!

That's the legendary Lu Bu among men!

The training from Lu Bu will make them become the cavalry that swept the world back then!

No, it is more terrifying than the Xiliang cavalry back then, because what they are riding now is not horses, but tigers, giant elephants and other beasts, and they are all the best in the skill of killing gods and slaying demons. There are dozens of them. People have even broken through to the demigod realm through this battle!

"I am willing to follow the general and fight for Daxia!" the soldiers roared loudly.

"Fighting for Daxia?" Lu Bu scratched his head: "Why fight for Daxia? Remember, from now on you will be the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, and my Xiliang Iron Cavalry's slogan is..."

"For Diao Chan!"

Soldiers: "..."

Lin Fan: "..."

Zhang Chengfeng: "..."

"This..." Zhang Chengfeng looked helpless.

"Let him toss it around, don't worry about the reason, just make me Daxia stronger." Lin Fan said helplessly: "The Beast Legion is an innovative unit, a cavalry that has disappeared long ago... With Lu Bu leading the training, the strength You can improve by leaps and bounds.”

"I will report this matter to the leader later and let him be responsible for training the Beast Legion and serve as the chief instructor of the Beast Legion."

"As for Zilu's arrangements..."

Zi Lu on the side looked deeply into the distance, which was in the direction of the school. He could vaguely hear the crisp and sweet sound of reading, the wind blowing on the paper, the sound of the pen tip crossing the paper, and he could smell the faint sound of writing. The fragrance of ink.

He could feel that there was a great literary energy rising to the sky.

"No wonder my recovery speed is so fast when I am sleeping..." Zilu smiled: "In this land and in this future life, I am not alone."

More than just not being alone!

My way is prosperous!

The teacher’s teachings have always been passed on and have never been discontinued!

This prosperous age is just as the teacher originally wished!

In this poor world, there is a way to study, and there is also the possibility and hope of getting ahead!

The road to sainthood is wide open!

For a moment, Zilu's eyes turned red. For the sake of his teacher's teachings and his dream, he followed his teacher and traveled around the country, just to open up a way to study, spread knowledge to poor people, and open a way for farmers and craftsmen.

The wind, frost, ice and snow along the way, the difficulties and obstacles along the way.

And now...

The road is wide open!

This land is worth protecting!

Here is the teacher’s way!

"On behalf of the teacher, I would like to thank you juniors." Zilu looked at Lin Fan and the soldiers and said with a smile, "How long did it take you to walk this road?"

"Two thousand five hundred years." Lin Fan said softly.

"Two thousand and five hundred years..." Zilu nodded, as if he saw the hardships of these younger generations.

No one knows better than him how difficult it is!

Back then, he and his teacher spent their entire lives failing to fulfill their long-cherished wish!

He seemed to see these descendants enduring poverty and hunger during those two thousand and five hundred years, holding books and studying hard.

It was as if I saw scholars with sallow faces and thin muscles, reading aloud on a platform made of loess.

It was as if I saw people of insight standing up in times of crisis, using their frail bodies to face the cold swords and guns, and the books were stained with blood!

This flame has been passed down from generation to generation and has never been extinguished!

"You are greater than me, greater than the teacher." Zilu wiped the corners of his eyes and suddenly said: "Let me teach. I am willing to spread the teachings of the teacher."

Lin Fan said with a complex expression: "Teaching...with all due respect, you may not be qualified right now."

"Ah?" Zilu was stunned and said in disbelief: "Am I not qualified?"

"Do you know who I am? I am Mr. Kong's personal disciple. I am the Seventy-Two Sages..."

"Times have changed." Lin Fan was silent for a moment and finally said: "Twenty-five hundred years have passed... Have you studied biology or chemistry? Do you know how to set the unknown number x? Do you know about redox reactions?"

Zilu was stunned: "What?"

"The knowledge in Daxia today is much more powerful than you think. With all due respect, in Daxia today, everyone has books to read. If you just pick one up, you might not be able to tell others..."

For a moment, Zilu was speechless.

I, in Daxia, turned out to be an ignorant person?

I am Mr. Kong’s disciple!

But Zilu was speechless. Along the way, he didn't even understand the fighter jet... He even saw the soldiers pouring some cold water into the ration bags, and the rations became steaming. Zilu was embarrassed. Ask, just keep your head down and eat...

It seems that he, the Seventy-Two Sages, has really become an ignorant person...

However, although Zilu was depressed, he was more happy!

I will become an ignorant person in the future!

This is a good thing!

Daxia, the younger generation, has reached such a height!

Are these juniors already so smart?

The teacher’s way has grown to such an extent!

This is something that even the teacher has never thought of!

The most important thing is that everyone has books to read!

Yes.

Two thousand and five hundred years...

These juniors have gone further than they imagined!

The hardships they put in must be far beyond their imagination!

Two thousand five hundred years of blood and sweat, two thousand five hundred years of hard work, two thousand five hundred years of inheritance and growth!

"Unexpectedly, I, a seventy-two sage, turned out to be an ignorant person." Zilu suddenly laughed: "If the teacher sees this scene, he will definitely laugh. If not, even after the teacher wakes up, he will Go to school again!”

"Your situation is quite special, so," Lin Fan muttered, "I will report to the chief later that you can teach Confucian disciples, but you still have to go to primary school to apply for admission and learn modern courses..."

Zilu: "???"

Zilu didn't understand.

But I always feel like something is weird.

But it doesn't matter, for Zi Lu, as long as he can teach.

Zilu smiled and clenched his huge fist: "Confucian disciples... I really want to meet these lovely students as soon as possible... I will definitely educate them well, just like my teacher taught me back then."

"Mr. Zhang, push me away." Lin Fan said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Zhang Chengfeng nodded, and then, under the gaze of the soldiers, he slowly pushed Lin Fan out of the cabin and headed towards the Great Steel Wall.

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