Everything Began to Rise from the Bright Moon in the Qin Dynasty

"How is it possible?" Ji Wuye was taken aback. "This guy turned out to be a practitioner of external skills."

No matter how stupid Ji Wuye was, he could see at a glance that Xu Fan was a master of external kung fu. After all, he was also a practitioner of external kung fu.

And this scene, in the eyes of those ordinary soldiers, was like looking at a god.

Especially when Xu Fan got close, everyone could see the mask on his face, and everyone immediately showed a look of fear.

It was as if they saw the judge of the underworld and wanted to tell their sins. It was a kind of trembling from the soul, which made them unable to bear the fear.

This is the awe-inspiring fear of the judge's mask. No one who is guilty can escape the trial of the mask. In front of the judge's mask, they will release what they fear most in their hearts.

This is why Xu Fan wears a judge mask.

Concealing one's identity is one thing, and trying the power of the judge's mask is also one thing.

When he saw Han Jun and Chu Jun who were looking at him with fearful eyes below, Xu Fan showed a satisfied smile.

Raising his hand and pinching gently, a green leaf immediately appeared in Xu Fan's hand, aiming at the place where Ji Wuye was below, Xu Fan flicked it lightly, and the green leaf immediately flew towards Ji Wuye with a gust of howling wind go.

The speed is so fast that it can be said in the blink of an eye.

Ji Wuye's face changed, and he pulled the horse rope violently, but the speed was still too slow after all.

The green color turned into a streak of fluorescent light, flying directly across his face.

With a bang, it drilled into the ground and directly smashed out a small deep hole, which shows the horror of this blow.

And Ji Wuye already had a face full of horror, and cold sweat was also on his back and forehead.

He touched his face, there was a small wound, the wound was not big, but at this moment, blood flowed out continuously from the wound.

"General."

Liu Yi, Emerald Tiger and the others on the side also looked terrified and fearful.

You know, Ji Wuye is a cultivator of external skills, his defense is not much worse than Tianze's Wushuang ghost, even his face is as hard as iron, it can be said that he is invulnerable.

But at this moment, he was scratched by someone, which shows the horror of Xu Fan's blow.

This was a warning from Xu Fan to them. If Xu Fan just aimed at Ji Wuye's face, but the neck, then his assassin was already dead.

Passing Ji Wuye and the others in mid-air, Xu Fan took a deep look at them. The slightly golden eyes behind the black mask were like gods looking down on them, which made all of them feel relieved. cold.

Fortunately, Xu Fan quickly looked away, because Xu Fan's target was not them, but the entire Han army and Chu army.

"What the hell is that guy doing, what is he going to do."

The generals of the Chu army were not fools either. After seeing that Xu Fan did not attack Ji Wuye and the others, Xiang Lin was puzzled.

And just when everyone was wondering, Xu Fan had already reached the center of Han Jun and Chu Jun.

Two [-] people, but gathered together, occupy an area no larger than a high school campus. At Xu Fan's speed, if it is not wasting a little time in the middle, about ten seconds of effort is enough Xu Fan arrives.

What's more, twenty seconds have passed since the new addition.

Just when everyone was wondering what Xu Fan was going to do, Xu Fan took out the ghost song again.

On the city wall, Tian Ze, who has excellent eyesight, shrank his eyes slightly after seeing Xu Fan take out the ghost song again.

That guy really wanted to do this.

The next second, the lonely and quiet sound of the flute sounded. Although it was clear and moving, it was mixed with an inexplicable chill, which made everyone who heard it tremble.

As for the voice, under the blessing of Xu Fan's terrifying internal force, it spread throughout the entire battlefield in an instant.

"This is?..." Bai Yifei frowned.

Ji Wuye, Xiang Lin, Tianze and others all had doubts on their faces.

But soon, their expressions became terrified.

"No, it's the magic sound attack, everyone cover their ears." Ji Wuye and Xiang Lin yelled this sentence almost at the same time.

As a veteran on the battlefield, he naturally knew the method of sonic attack, but when they reacted, they were slow after all. What's more, the difference between Xu Fan's flute sound and others' flute sound is huge. .

A song in the ear, the liver and intestines are broken, the soul is sad, and there is no sorrow on the road of yin and yang.

Just a moment's work.

Whether it is Chu Jun or Han Jun.

With Xu Fan at the center, the soldiers fell one by one, like an invisible sickle, harvesting them wave after wave like cutting straw.

Even Ji Wuye, Liu Yi and others who were far away were also affected by Xu Fan's flute sound.

The momentary twitching made their heads ache. In just a moment, [-] of the [-] troops of the Chu-Han coalition had been buried in Xu Fan's hands.

The dead soldiers' eyes were wide open, their mouths were wide open, their faces were blank, and their empty pupils looked at the sky, as if they were complaining about the ruthlessness of heaven.

As for Tian Ze and the others, they were already stunned.

Because standing on the city wall, they could see more clearly. The soldiers who fell one by one were like playing cards turned over, which was extremely shocking.

"Run."

I don't know who yelled, and in an instant, all the sick people who were still in place started to run away, even though their brains were still in pain, but at this moment, for the sake of their lives, this pain is not a concern at all.

The army was defeated like a mountain.