Chapter 1079 One person, breaking thousands of troops!
Although Master Saba was as fat as a pig, under the threat of death, he showed amazing potential and his movements were extremely strong. He could escape dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.
Looking at him running away in embarrassment, Ye Fan did not pursue him, but there was a playful look in his eyes, as if he had everything under control.
And his scream for help also attracted the attention of thousands of soldiers in the distance.
These warriors are the best among the best, and their responses can be said to be quick.
"Rescue the young master and destroy the enemy!"
A rough and heroic voice penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks, resounding throughout the sky. It was obviously that of a general.
Within a few breaths, thousands of soldiers were divided into ten square formations of 100 people. There was no mess in their steps and their movements were uniform, as if they had gone through thousands of rehearsals.
"Army attack!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The same voice came from the mouths of thousands of people, gathered together, and shot straight into the sky. The surrounding air showed obvious ripples, as if it was about to be torn apart.
Immediately afterwards, ten 100-man square formations surrounded Ye Fan from all directions, and the ground shook.
For a moment, this base was like an ancient battlefield, filled with murderous intent and surging.
The charge of thousands of people was like a huge moving steel fortress. It was spectacular, and the power of the charge was unstoppable. It was like a mountain torrent or a tsunami, or like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, leaving no one with any chance to breathe.
This is a real torrent of steel!
Everything that stands in the way will be destroyed.
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"Oh my God! This is so scary!"
Seeing this scene, Hua Jieyu's face turned pale and bloodless, and her delicate body trembled so much that she couldn't even stand still.
There are no words to describe her mood at this moment.
This real battlefield was a hundred times more shocking than the scenes she saw in the movie. Only by being there in person can you feel the majesty of it!
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan suddenly took a step forward. The aura on his body was rising steadily, with an endless surge. He was alone and exuded the aura of looking down on the world and arrogant among the heroes.
At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into a giant pillar, holding up the entire world by himself, preparing to face the charge of the steel torrent.
It seems impossible for one person to challenge thousands of warriors, and even martial arts masters cannot do it.
But now, the power of Ye Fan alone is not inferior to that of thousands of troops, or even better.
Ye Fan held the Thunder Tribulation Sword tightly and flicked it with his fingers.
"Zheng!"
The high-pitched sword cry suddenly sounded, and the sword spirit hidden in it seemed to feel Ye Fan's overwhelming fighting spirit, and felt a burst of joy, wishing to fight side by side with his master immediately.
The next moment, Ye Fan held Qingfeng and followed the sword, rushing into a large formation of a hundred people like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.
“Swish, swish, swish, swish!!!”
The sword light swept across several feet and shot out. The dozen or so warriors at the front had no time to react and were swallowed up by the sword light.
Their bodies are as fragile as tissue paper and can break at the touch of a touch.
In just one second, they were all split in half.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan showed off his power like chopping melons and vegetables.
The Thunder Tribulation Sword in his hand has also become the sickle of death. Every time the sword is drawn, it can harvest more than a dozen lives.
Killing people is like cutting grass!
Once, through the Tianlong City-Breaking Halberd, Ye Fan saw the scene where the ancestor Chi You was able to defeat thousands of troops by one person, and through Elder Wei's consciousness, he saw the power of the Immortal Lord who could destroy a planet with one strike.
But in reality, this was his first time experiencing such a large-scale battle.
Red blood gathered on the ground to form a river, and countless corpses piled up into mountains.
If ordinary people saw this scene of Shura Hell, they would probably have nightmares for months on end.
However, there was not a trace of blood on Ye Fan's clothes. He seemed to be doing it with ease without using all his strength, and his movements were even more ethereal and agile, as graceful as a swimming dragon, as if he was dancing an elegant waltz.
Suddenly, his interest aroused, a burst of pride and ambition arose in his heart, and he sang loudly:
"The white rainbow sits on the fly, and the green snake roars in the box. I bow to you again, and the sacred object can't be seen. Xu draws out every inch of the blade, gradually bending the elbow. The killing frost is at the front, and the moon is approaching the New York. He patrols, dives, and leaps,
Yu Lu was shocked."
"The thunderbolt fills the room with light, and the dragon walks around. I want to comment on the skill of the sword, and I hope you will listen to it. The sword can cut the rhinoceros, the sword can cut the qiongjiu. The sword can cut through the clouds in the sky, the sword can fight against the sun. The sword can kill the demon.
The snake's belly, the sword brushing the head of the sycophant."
Ye Fan's voice was impassioned, sonorous and powerful, exploding in the field like thunder.
Every time he recited a poem, more than ten soldiers died by the sword.
Not long after, several hundred-man phalanxes were defeated and killed by him.
Thousands of soldiers, most of them died.
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He also looked at the balance of victory slowly tilting towards Ye Fan.
Suddenly, a deafening sound of footsteps like a torrent came from inside the base.
“Kick, kick, kick, kick!!!”
After a moment, endless warriors poured out like leeches. At a glance, there was no end in sight.
There are eight thousand elite soldiers stationed in this base. Only a thousand people surrounded Ye Fan just now, and now, reinforcements have finally arrived.
Thousands of new soldiers rushed towards Ye Fan one after another, tirelessly and fearlessly brave.
At the same time, Master Saba, who was running away in embarrassment, finally reached the observation deck of the base, occupied the commanding heights, and looked down at Ye Fan, who was overwhelmed by the crowd.
Young Master Saba wiped the sweat from his forehead, with a vicious, ferocious, ferocious and violent expression on his face.
In his opinion, although Ye Fan is brave, his manpower is limited after all.
Eight thousand soldiers, even if they stand still and are cut down, it will probably take them several days and nights, and they will all be weak in the end.
No matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he will eventually get tired. Once he shows his cowardice, he will be beaten to death by random punches in minutes.
Ye Fan, who was on the battlefield, also discovered this.
After he kills more than ten enemies with the Thunder Tribulation Sword, more enemies will rush towards him.
However, he did not have any difficulties and instead withdrew the Thunder Tribulation Sword. Immediately, two pure white flames floated from the depths of his pupils, revealing a sacred and majestic aura.
"Supernatural power - Eyes of the Burning Sky!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the fire in his eyes suddenly surged, turning into a fire that burned the sky and destroyed the world, spurting out.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two pillars of pure white fire, as thick as pillars, swelled in the wind and enveloped dozens of nearby warriors.
Those soldiers had no time to dodge and were immediately enveloped in flames. Their skin, bones, meridians, internal organs, and even every cell were burned through and turned into ashes.
What's even more terrifying is that the fire did not stop after burning them, but spread in all directions and became more intense.
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
What's more, this is the most extraordinary Nanming Lihuo in the world!
The speed of spread was beyond everyone's expectations, like the flames of divine punishment, destroying the world.
Within a few breaths, nearly a thousand people suffered, swallowed up by the fire and unable to even utter a scream.
At this rate, it would only take a matter of minutes to wipe out eight thousand people.
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Seeing this tragic scene, the soldiers further away were dumbfounded and dumbfounded. They immediately stopped charging, as if they had been under a restraining spell, their legs were so weak that they could not take a single step.
These Siamese warriors have also seen some martial arts masters and boxing champions, but where have they seen such terrifying supernatural powers?
The fire continued to spread, and the huge military base looked like a crater about to erupt, and the air was distorted by the burning fire.
"Devil! This is the devil!"
"It is impossible for us humans to defeat the devil!"
"Ahhh...everyone, run away!"
The shrill screams resounded throughout the audience.
The psychological defenses of many Siamese soldiers were completely defeated. They could no longer muster the courage to fight, so they turned around and fled in the opposite direction.
Under normal circumstances, when encountering such a deserter, the commander would immediately enforce military law and beat the deserter to death.
But now, there are too many deserters!
Almost everyone, including officers at all levels, was running away in panic, trying to escape from this world-destroying sea of fire.
However, the spread of Nanming Lihuo was much faster than the escape speed of most of them.
Many people did not take a few steps before they were engulfed in a sea of flames and destroyed in ashes.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, still stood where he was, holding his head high and chest out, showing his courage that swept across the nine heavens and shocked the world.
