: Far from the Forefather

Author: Huang Huoqing

: Far from the Forefather

The mountain road about three meters wide is sandwiched between the cliffs that are twenty or thirty meters high, and there is almost no light.

In addition, the helmet restricts the vision, the light is dark in front of you.

Above head, arrows and stones are falling, making people's lives lingering upside down every moment.

Before he got into the battle, Mr. Cui, who was walking in the second place, was already in pain.

Before, Hong and Li said it very clearly - although the camel bull hero is not afraid of death, what is worse is that there are two people on the top of the cliff, and ten people are observing at the right moment.

While fighting, you must beware of cold arrows outside your vision; even if you are in a state of mind, you may not be able to achieve 30% of your career.

But Hong Fan is different.

His desert armor deals with attacks that are less powerful than the critical point - such as ordinary arrows - highlighting a relaxed freehand painting.

At the forefront of the team, the burly and strong sand cast warrior stood upright as a shield.

After walking for more than 20 meters, the surface was thrust by layers of arrows and rain, like a hedgehog.

However, as the surface of the gravel changes phase, the arrows slide down by themselves, and the armor immediately recovers.

After several rounds of accumulating ejaculation, Hong Fan was not only unharmed, but even consumed his true energy.

"You're so stupid, did this evil star king pinch a sand target and borrow an arrow from us?"

On the top of the cliff, the sand bandits cursed in a low voice and changed their targets.

Under the cliff, Hong Fan clenched his sword and stepped across the center line.

It is less than ten steps away from the shield formation of the Camel Bull Hex.

Thorn gun forest, cowhide shield, iron armor...

There are also dark red eyes that are soaked by the "dark yaksha".

All of the above are displayed in a single-line view under the helmet of the deserted war armor.

Then, it turns into the best raw material for the rushing and burning.

"The deserted sand is ruthless, don't complain!"

The battle cry was fierce, and Hong Fan started to accelerate and rushed towards the enemy formation.

Punch the iron spear in front of it and penetrate the stress-thickened sand armor, and stop after two inches.

The gun handle is bent under force until it reaches its limit and finally breaks.

"Drink!"

Hong Fanchen pressed his shoulders against the center of the shield and knocked the strongman sideways, then slashed the iron-like war knife on the latter's shoulder.

The arthros burst open with screaming, and the blade hit a hole as big as a soybean.

In all directions, murderous intent boiled in an instant.

The strongman on the right smashed the barrel;

The strongman on the left put a short spear and drew his sword from his waist;

Yu Kaicheng's hidden arrow above;

The short sword stabbed by the two sand bandits in front of him...

But Hong Fan didn't care at all.

Slash with a backhand and hit the right side of the strongman's skull.

The sword broke, and a big spark was created; the steel helmet flew up, and the sound of gold and iron was heard.

The minion hit the enemy's lower abdomen with a short sword. His smile just appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his head was already grasped by the huge sand palm.

Hong Fanli was furious and his right arm was swept down.

The face in the palm was pressed on the knee and was crushed to pieces.

After the formation gate was broken, he squeezed into the enemy formation with another step, pushed his left elbow horizontally, and pressed against the second-placed minion's chest.

A sharp sand cone sipped with blood pierced from behind.

Behind him, three strongmen who had lost their center of gravity leaned against the stone wall and wanted to chase.

But Hong Fan is not alone.

Mr. Cui is over forty years old and stays in the same meridians for a long time. His man may not be strong enough to fight against the wind, but his bravery is too much.

"How dare you bear to me?"

He roared and used the family's family's Demolition Art to activate the iron mace and hit the head of the strongman.

The helmet was twisted and sagging, and blood was like a fountain.

On the other side, Hong Lie and Cui Er were side by side, cutting half of the head of the Helmetless Helmet.

The movement came from behind, and Hong Fan knew that he had no worries and the attack and killing became more and more unrestrained.

Holding a person's forearm with his left hand, the high-temperature sand frying caused the flesh to decay.

Holding a person's face with his right hand, he patted the mountain and rocks like red and white.

It was just a skill of urinating, and the enemy's forward was gone.

In the sky, only the only one who roared proudly into the sky was overwhelming the two armies and shouted to kill:

"No matter if the eight winds strike, I will remain unmoved!"

The long roar passed by the big flag, and it seemed ethereal and distorted.

Many spectators were already stunned.

"No wonder I dare to say that I am just following the realm of communication, and I will climb to the forefront..."

Li Shenji said slowly, his voice a little tight.

"The narrow environment of one line of the sky, one step at a time is restricted to both sides of the infantry war."

"Hong Fan is in this way, and he is probably able to fight a hundred."

He said as he looked at Chi Liangbi sitting next to him and asked.

"What do you think of this piece of sand armor?"

"It's comparable to the iron-clothing skills."

Chi Liangbi replied in a quiet voice, but he couldn't hold back quickly.

"Oh, the magical power of the Life Star is really terrifying."

"Just talking about single point of defense, this sand armor is nothing. All good players in our clan who are at the high level of the through-level realm can do it."

"But the problem is consumption and comprehensiveness."

"The iron-carrying skills and most of the horizontal practice skills, the consumption of true qi that works throughout the body at the same time is amazing. Even if I often wait until the attack comes, I will use it before the commander."

He sighed while explaining.

"In addition, affected by the distribution of meridians, the defense of warriors in the horizontal martial arts world is often not balanced enough, and the facial features, hind the brain, lower yin, etc. are natural key points."

"To be as ignorant as his nephew, he will not lose his body for a long time, at least he must reach the level of my eldest brother."

The eldest brother he mentioned refers to the head of the Chi family, who is sympathetic to heaven and man.

When he heard Chi Liangbi praise, the faces of the elites who followed the few people changed.

"It's exaggerating. Can you compare the sympathy between the seven righteous paths of heaven and man?"

"Can ordinary synchronism win Fang Tianzong?"

"Based on this battle theory alone, the second young master of the Hong family is at least fully improving!"

"Everyone didn't see the results of the first two rounds. Even if my Star Lord is comparable to the sympathy of the gods, what if it's like?"

"My clan brother is only eighteen; although Mr. Chi is strong, he is still far from Mr. Jingsha, right?"

Various comments came to my ears, making several people feel embarrassed.

"The defensive power of Jingsha Gong was amazing back then, and it was said that the Golden Sea was unbreakable."

Li Shenji took the initiative to praise him, and his smile was a little reluctant.

"It is really rare for Brother Hong Fan to use his senior wisdom in this way."

Hong Sheng nodded with his head, his tense jawline slightly loose.

But Hong Jian denied it unscrupulously.

"The sand shield of Jingsha Gong is completely different from the armor of Hong Fan."

"I have fought side by side with Jingsha for many years. Before he reached the innate level, he almost never used such a permanent defense."

The only innate speech present, everyone immediately stopped.

"He once told me the truth."

"Sand and gravel are soft in nature and need to be gathered to defend against the enemy; therefore, condensing sand into armor not only requires continuous operation of true energy, but also extremely affects one's own activities."

"In general, just as Liang Bi said, one is inconvenient, and the other is that it consumes too much."

Hong Jian's brows were slightly locked, and his eyes looked at the second son from afar showed admiration.

"I don't know how Hong Fan solved these problems in the context of the integration."

"But there are only two reasons."

"Maybe it's because his upper dantian is different from ordinary people, and he is born to reserve a huge amount of true energy."

"Maybe it's because of his amazing talent - in just nine months, his understanding of the sand world is far beyond his predecessors!"

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