"Aren't you going to help?" Fen Bing whispered to Yang Fan in the grass.
"What are you helping? Xue'er is not in danger!" Yang Fan rolled his eyes at Fen Bing and continued to watch the changes in the field.
As soon as Rou Aotian rushed out, Xue'er also rushed out. The two of them dragged Rou Feng into the camp. The big man slashed with another blow. His moves were simple and relied entirely on ninth-level strength and extraordinary power.
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A seventh-level mercenary received his blow and was so weak that he fell to the ground, and all the bones in his body were shattered. When the ninth-level mercenary at the front saw it, his fighting spirit suddenly burst out, and dazzling white fighting spirit came out from his body.
The sword in his hand was also flickering with white light. The leader also burst out with white fighting spirit, and the two of them fought together.
Yang Fan was secretly speechless as he watched the two ninth-level warriors fighting in the field. Each collision of their weapons was no less than a shock wave caused by a small missile.
There will always be a stalemate in large-scale group fights. Once this happens, the casualties will be beyond the control of both parties.
The ninth-level warrior who replaced Roufeng was also quite strong and fought evenly with the leader. But as soon as the other little Luoluo came in, the situation immediately changed.
"After you didn't save me, I told Xue'er that I had been here for a long time to see how she would deal with you!" Fen Bing saw so many people dead and had no choice but to threaten Yang Fan.
"Hey! If you dare to say it, I guarantee that there will be an extra person under your quilt at night!"
Fen Bing immediately shut up and even closed his eyes.
"Stop it!" A shout resounded throughout the wilderness, and Yang Fan's eardrums ached. Xue'er stood in the crowd holding the phoenix in her arms. Her shout used sound waves. It was a bit like a Buddhist lion.
Roar.
The people fighting all stopped inexplicably. Yang Fan was also secretly happy. He never showed up just to see if Xueer would break out in a critical moment. To see if the program problem could be suddenly repaired. But what Xueer said next was...
Let Yang Fan bury his face in the soil.
"You are bullying us and I called my husband!"
Roufeng was so angry that she vomited out a mouthful of blood. The bandits also laughed so hard that they threw themselves to the ground. The Blue Soul people all wanted to dig into the ground. If Yang Fan stood still, he would definitely fall down.
Fen Bingbing also had a look of astonishment on her face, and after a while she said: "It seems that she is quite good at moving backstage, but..."
Rou Aotian dragged Xue'er alive into the crowd. However, Xue'er made everyone forget about the fight.
Yang Fan is so regretful that he is so embarrassed now that he has run out. If he had known it, he would have killed him as soon as he came. Yang Fan is so depressed, but Xueer, a robot, has fully revealed the simplicity and innocence of human beings. If it were in the robot era, it would definitely be
It's stupid.
"Don't pull me! My husband is really here!" Xueer pouted and opened Rou Aotian's hand.
Yang Fan broke into a cold sweat, "Damn it, Zhang Yang still can't be scanned by Xueer. Damn it!"
Since you want to fight, you need to be more domineering. Since you want to show up, you need to be more shocking.
Yang Fan's appearance was carefully planned by him.
The leader, the big man, was still laughing wildly, but his harsh laughter was like a thunderbolt from the blue, which resounded but went away quickly.
The ion light had not dissipated yet. However, Yang Fan was celebrating the success of the sneak attack. Xueer ran over and hung it around his neck, making Fen Bing beside him look embarrassed.
"Sister Bing is here too!"
The people in the Blue Soul Mercenary Group were confused. The appearance of Yang Fan was as shocking as Ultraman fighting a Super Saiyan, and suddenly a thunder struck the Saiyan.
The "bandit" was even more shocked. The boss, who was so arrogant just now, was now lying on the ground rolling. Fortunately, a few shrewd Luo Luo finally lifted him up. Xueer pulled Yang Fan, who looked like I am a superman, and ran away.
Arriving in front of Roufeng, he said, "Sister, this is my husband."
The more Yang Fan listened, the more wrong he became. Why did Xue'er seem to say again: "Look, this is my husband. Let's see if you still dare to bully me!"
Yang Fan said innocently: "Stop making trouble!"
"Thank you!" Roufeng's expression when she spoke made Yang Fan easily think of the beautiful chivalrous woman in ancient times when she met a hero.
"Uh!" Yang Fan woke up from his fantasy, rubbed his nose and thought to himself, the enemy hasn't retreated yet, if he accepts this and thanks himself but doesn't help, it won't work. He then said: "You're welcome, I'm just passing by to see Xue'er!"
"Humph!" Fen Bing couldn't stand listening anymore and snorted coldly, pulling Xueer away without knowing what to say.
"Boy! Stay out of the uncle's business!" the leading man shouted immediately after finally regaining his breath. It was as if Yang Fan hadn't beaten him to the ground just now.
Yang Fan originally planned to find Xue'er and join Zhuoyi and others immediately, but he didn't want to delay. Besides, the other party knew that it was the Blue Soul Mercenary Group and still dared to take action, which showed that there was a lot of strength behind it. He touched his nose and said: "I told you, I'm just looking for someone to pass by.
You guys continue!"
Roufeng's face turned pale and she coughed blood and said weakly: "If Master helps Lan Hun this time, Lan Hun will definitely not forget the great kindness."
After weighing the situation, Yang Fan considered that fifteen years ago he had offended Shui Meng and made matters worse. Yang Fan still understood that it was easy to hide from an open attack and hard to avoid a hidden attack. He was not afraid, but he could not drag down his family.
Seeing that Yang Fan was silent, Rou Feng was anxious and asked Rou Aotian to help her step forward. Suddenly she saw Fen Bing looking at her and Xue'er beside her. She suddenly understood and turned to Xue'er and said:
"Sister Xue'er!..." Xue'er pouted as soon as she called out her name.
Looking at Xueer's appearance, Yang Fan was really overwhelmed. He said with a painful expression: "It's not that I won't help! I have an old man above me and a young man below me. How can you help me!"
"Humph! You know the current affairs!" the man said disdainfully.
"I know your mother!" The laser sword that Yang Fan had secretly taken out suddenly suddenly jumped dozens of meters and cut down with one strike.
The best thing about fighting ants is to kill a group of them with one strike, so that they won't be bitten to death. Yang Fan was very satisfied with the effect of killing one piece of ants with a sneak attack. He didn't wait for the opponent to wake up and rushed forward with a big sword.
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Yang Fan was no match for him in a level nine duel, not to mention the weapon. Even if he slashed at Yang Fan, he couldn't break through the defense of the evolved nano-clothes. Once it touched Yang Fan's laser sword, it turned into tofu.
What Yang Fan is afraid of now is magic, combined attack magic, which cannot see people and cannot penetrate their defenses. Of course, he has never met a holy-level warrior.
The members of the Blue Soul Mercenary Group watched with wide eyes as Yang Fan tortured his opponents like chopping melons and vegetables. After the group fight, there were only five or six hundred bandits left. Yang Fan's ten-meter-long sword slashed the bandits a few times and they lay down.
That's almost it. The remaining bandit leader has gone somewhere.
"It's great to beat the strong against the weak!" Yang Fan muttered, patting the ashes on his body. If he could defeat the mage's move that day, he would definitely go back and slash those bastards running around (escape for their lives!).
How could that group of bandits have seen such an awesome weapon and be scared away without fighting? Otherwise, several ninth-level masters could still resist Yang Fan's laser sword together. It's a pity that Yang Fan killed forty or fifty soldiers in a sneak attack. Do
Of course the big one can run faster than anyone else.
Yang Fan was about to fly and was blown up by someone.
Yang Fan finally realized what it means to be respectful to a god, to respect him to the point of fear, but to be scared when he meets someone. He can feel it, because he is now a god of war in the hearts of everyone.
Even Fen Bing and Rou Feng felt a little scared when they talked to him. "What's wrong with you? There's a ghost behind me! They all seem to be afraid of me."
"Brother Yang! They were frightened by your majestic look just now!" Among the group of people, the only one in the group who could speak to Yang Fan in this tone was Rou Aotian, Xue'er.
Yang Fan touched his chin and said seriously: "It's okay for beautiful women to be afraid of me. Why are a group of grown men afraid of me? I don't kidnap men!"
After Yang Fan finished speaking, he found that several women were looking at him strangely, especially Xue'er, who looked at Fen Bing and then at Yang Fan. Yang Fan secretly exclaimed something was wrong, "Uncle, you go hunting! Wait for me, wait.
wait for me!"
Yang Fan ran away in a flash, and Xue'er's scolding voice came from behind, "So Sister Bing was abducted by you!" As soon as Xue'er finished speaking, she realized that Yang Fan had disappeared. The tense atmosphere was gone.
Fen Bing looked at Xue'er who looked unhappy, and said with a slight blush on his face: "Sister Xue'er, I was captured by him, don't think too much!"