The arrows rained all over the sky, and each one was engraved with inscriptions and runes, possessing magical power. "It's an arrow that kills immortals. Fan'er, be careful!" Seeing this arrow, Boss Long shouted. His heart was filled with bitterness at this time. Speaking of which, a senior veteran of the Wu Sect understood the refining method of this Immortal-Destroying Arrow from his own magical power. An ordinary innate peak archer could shoot it with just one arrow. The power of exploding the monks in the Nascent Soul stage into powder is extremely shocking. But now, this Immortal-Destroying Arrow was actually used by Xia Qi to kill people from the Wu Sect. It was really ironic. "Haha, Yang Fan, aren't you going to compete with me in archery? Aren't you killing dozens of Martial Emperors in just a few breaths? Facing this rain of 100,000 arrows and 30,000 innate archers, what can you do?" Xia Qi laughed again He stood up, and at this moment, only Yuan Fengnian was guarding him. The King of Zhennan, the Champion, has already left. However, behind him, there are hundreds of thousands of martial arts heroes. Each of these soldiers has innate strength, and the general is the Martial King. The existence of the Martial Emperor has killed countless immortal and demon sects, and is the most powerful in the entire world of cultivation. army, so Xia Qi was not afraid at all. "Killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero! It seems that today, I, Yang Fan, will kill millions of people and become a hero among heroes!" Yang Fan murmured in a low voice, facing the rain of thousands of arrows, every time Even one attack could destroy a Yuan Ying stage monk, but he had no intention of dodging. Instead, he instantly stepped into the state of mind of the Supreme Heaven. In conjunction with the fearless Taoist heart that had been running before, Yang Fan's figure was just a flash away. "The heart of heaven is like my heart, able to discern the purity of all things, the way of heaven is like my way, and the way is not attached to the body!" At this moment, Yang Fan actually further deepened the level of the heart of heaven, and realized a higher realm, where there is nothing around him and no dust. It is a state where nothing can touch the body, nothing can invade the body, and nothing can invade the body. I saw that Yang Fan's figure flashed, twisted in an insincere manner, but countless arrows passed by him. When the arrow hit the ground and was about to explode, Yang Fan disappeared and took dozens of steps forward to avoid the explosion area. "The rain of immortal-destroying arrows is indeed terrifying. Fortunately, their target is me. Otherwise, if it were Master, the disaster would be much worse." Yang Fan sighed in his heart, but his figure did not stop. Under the blessing of the Supreme Heart, his His mind was extremely clear, with almost no distracting thoughts or emotions. Step by step, he dodged the rain of arrows and approached Xia Qi. This miraculous reality suddenly frightened Xia Qi again. Although he still had the nine-dragon robe on him, when Yang Fan slaughtered hundreds of martial saints and used such a posture to dodge the arrows, he was already frightened. I don¡¯t dare to fight Yang Fan. "Back off, back off!" He shouted twice and couldn't help but step back. They retreated until they were behind 30,000 archers and then stopped. And when Xia Qi saw a hundred thousand cavalry coming through the imperial city, he felt at ease. With 100,000 cavalry, 30,000 archers, and 320,000 infantrymen surrounding and killing the person in front of him, Xia Qi felt that everything was safe. "After all, there are 450,000 people here. If you can't kill even one person, how can you possibly unify the world of cultivation?" "It's definitely possible. These soldiers and horses have been fighting on the battlefield for many years. It's absolutely possible." Xia Qi said to himself, constantly strengthening his dissipated confidence. Gradually, a rosy color once again appeared on his pale face, and a touch of confidence began to return to his eyes. However, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Xia Qi had great fear in his heart. If Yang Fan is killed, he will probably live in fear for the rest of his life. "You guys, do you want your life to be ruined?" When Yang Fan escaped from the arrow rain, his eyes flashed, two divine lights shot out, and he shouted loudly to the archers in front of him. These archers were suddenly distracted and panicked. " If Yang Fan hadn't used such a miraculous method to dodge their eight rounds of strong fire, they would never have been like this. As a strong soldier with a strong determination, how could he be easily stolen away by others. However, the Yang Fan in front of them was too powerful. He actually regarded his proud archery skills as nothing. How could they not be shaken when he broke through to the front. "The archers retreat, the cavalry comes forward!" At this moment, a loud voice came from the rear army. Upon hearing this voice, the 30,000 archers who had their minds taken away instantly calmed down and followed in sequence. They quickly dispersed, revealing a dense mass of one hundred thousand cavalry. "Kill!" One hundred thousand cavalry, all wearing black armor, sitting onThe horse is a dragon horse with dragon blood. It can travel thousands of miles, run like lightning, and can carry tens of thousands of kilograms. They are all second-level monsters. At this moment, Yang Fan faced one hundred thousand cavalry, which was equivalent to facing one hundred thousand cavalry, and one hundred thousand second-level monsters. It was far beyond what he could decipher by understanding Tianxin before. "Marshal Zhong, kill me, kill everyone here, flatten everything in front of you!" Prince Xia Qi shouted. "Follow your orders!" Among the rear troops, the voice sounded again. Yang Fan took a look and finally saw the appearance of the man through the many sergeants. He was wearing golden armor, his face was dark and heavy, and he was huge. He seemed to be a martial saint. . But he is different from other Martial Saints in that he exudes an iron-blooded majesty. This majesty condenses into reality, and vaguely turns into the spirit of a huge tiger on his body. "Marshal of the Great Xia Tigers, Zhong Zhong?" Yang Fan was slightly surprised. Although he did not know much about the court of Great Xia during his years in Great Xia, Zhong Zhong was the most famous person in the entire Great Xia. A generation of famous marshals. If King Zhennan is the pillar of iron-blooded killing among the royal family, then Zhong Zhong is a legend in the eyes of the common people. He was born in the grassroots. He started from a small soldier and reached his current position as a marshal step by step. He commanded hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses. He could decide the lives and deaths of thousands of people with just one word. He was so powerful. What was even more rare was that compared to the King of Zhennan Although his strength is weak, Marshal Zhong Zhong is actually a late-stage martial saint. If he didn't disdain to argue with others, Tianwu Hou Yang Zheng's position as the first martial saint in Great Xia would not be secure at all. In fact, since his arm was crippled by Yang Fan and his mind was distracted, Tianwu Hou Yang Zheng is no longer qualified to be called the number one Martial Saint. "Tiger Marshal, do you also want to bring chaos to the entire Great Xia and make people miserable?" Yang Fan said with some respect for this person. Zhong Zhong's expression remained unchanged: "As a soldier, it is my duty to obey orders. I don't need to pay attention to anything else! All my men, come to me!" With the order, one hundred thousand cavalry rushed towards Yang Fan like a black tide. Flooded over. That momentum, even if one hundred thousand martial saints roar together, may not be as powerful as these one hundred thousand cavalry. This is the hero of a hundred battles. This is the pillar of Xia Kingdom. "It's just a pity that after today, these heroic soldiers will die, and the country of Daxia will be destroyed!" Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he made up his mind. Since there is no room for return, then he can only kill all the people in front of him and destroy this great country. The pillar of Xia destroyed the Great Xia Kingdom. "The imperial system is the most backward system. It is even more backward than the sects." If Daxia dies, then the Wu family will dominate. If the people are unwilling to practice martial arts, then they will not practice martial arts. The fate of martial arts, Let those of you who identify with martial arts and love martial arts shoulder the responsibility and continue it! At this moment, facing 100,000 soldiers and 100,000 cavalry, Yang Fan didn't have a trace of fear. Instead, he was full of pride. Even if I am the only one left in martial arts in the end, I am still willing to fight against both the immortal and demonic paths with my own strength! (To be continued.)