Aunt Xue's voice sounded faintly, filled with worry.
But now, she had no choice but to rely on Su Fan to get through everything!
If he can survive it, it will be of great help to Su Fan's body tempering. Nothing can replace this kind of training and understanding from life and death.
As the saying goes, put yourself to death and live later, that's what it says!
"Prepare a secret room for me."
Su Fan said in a deep voice.
"Young Marshal, this way!"
Li Tang said hurriedly.
Entering the secret room, Su Fan roared like a beast, his body continued to break, and he suffered the most terrifying backlash. Countless pain and torture swept through his body.
The injuries that were suppressed before and the overload caused by using Aunt Xue's power all exploded!
Su Fan clenched his fists tightly, enduring everything, accepting everything, still holding his back straight, unyielding, as if he was a warrior who would never fall.
Time passes minute by minute.
Outside the secret room, Li Tang, Su Qianqian and others had their hearts in their throats. Everyone in the Zhenbei Army couldn't stop the tears in their eyes. The scene of Su Fan's battle flashed through their minds and they kept praying.
On the other side, Jiang Yuan listened to all the reports and was stunned in place, without saying a word for a long time.
He knew something big was going to happen!
Finally, Jiang Yuan let out a long sigh: "Report everything that happened in Northern City to the battalion commander. This is no longer something I can handle. Northern Marshal Su Beiming is going to shock the world with a battle! "
Jiang Yuan looked at the towering Northern City and murmured: "How will the battle in the Northern Territory end?"
The next day, it was dawn.
The door to the secret room opened, and Li Tang and others stayed up all night, worrying about Su Fan's physical condition.
With a click, Su Fan walked out. His face was still pale, with almost no trace of blood. There were dense wounds on his body, and there was still blood overflowing, but his breathing had become even, and he had walked back from the hell gate.
"Young Marshal!"
Seeing Su Fan, Li Tang and others' eyes burst out with bright light, and everyone, old and young, cried with joy.
If Su Fan died in battle, they would never forgive themselves.
"I'm fine. How can these clowns who invade my northern territory kill me?"
Su Fan forced out a smile and said boldly.
"Little guy, you know how to be tough. This time you are just lucky. If there is another time, you may not survive!"
Aunt Xue snorted, obviously dissatisfied with Su Fan's desperate fight.
Su Fan knew that Aunt Xue felt sorry for him, so he smiled and said: "Aunt Xue, after this ultimate battle, I can reach the perfection of transformation at any time, and I will be one step closer to the divine realm."
Su Fan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, running the wordless breathing method, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
With Su Fan's recovery speed, it would only take a few days for him to return to his peak.
But Su Fan has no time to rest now, he has more important things to do.
"Have the foreign forces retreated?"
Su Fan said solemnly.
"Young Marshal, the four powerful foreign forces were killed by the Young Marshal alone. The crisis in the Northern City has been resolved. It should be safe for the time being."
Li Tang looked at Su Fan with great admiration and admiration.
Su Fan nodded, but he also knew that this was only temporary safety. It was not the main force of the four foreign forces that besieged the Northern City before. Once the four major foreign forces mobilized their strong men again and came to the city again, it would be the Northern City. of catastrophe.
He can kill ten thousand people with one person, and kill the four peak gods, but what if there are thirty thousand people or one hundred thousand people?
"Where's my eldest brother?"
Su Fan asked.
"Young Marshal, are you talking about Marshal?"
Li Tang had long heard about the sworn sworn relationship between Zhou Tianqiong, the King of the North, and Su Fan.
Before today, he would have felt that Su Fan was unworthy.
But now, he just wants to say that the marshal has become a good sworn brother!
Su Fan nodded, his expression full of worry.
"Young Marshal, there is still no news about the marshal. It has been twelve days since the marshal took the 30,000 Zhenbei Army on the expedition, but there is no news at all..."
Li Tang clenched his fists: "But the betrayal between the Long Family Army and the Shenji Battalion is absolutely true!"
"It seems something really happened."
Su Fan frowned and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry too much. I'm going to look for my elder brother now. I promise you that as long as my elder brother is still alive, I will bring him back safely!"
"Young Marshal, do you want to go out?"
Li Tang was startled and shook his head hastily: "Young Marshal, your injury has not recovered yet, so it is better to recuperate first. We have sent people to look for the Marshal. As soon as there is news, we will notify you immediately."
Su Fan shook his head: "I must go on this trip. Only my eldest brother can truly protect the North!"
Su Fan looked firm and his eyes were dark: "The four major foreign forces may regroup at any time and launch a counterattack. The next time they come will probably be the real elites of the four major foreign forces. Both in number and strength, they will be greater than this time. Be strong! If we can't find our eldest brother, and we can't find the 30,000-strong army to hold the north, it will be difficult for us to win this battle to protect the north."
"But……"
"It's nothing to worry about. I, Su Beiming, am the young marshal of the Northern Territory. I have the unshirkable responsibility for this matter. Too many people have died on the battlefield, so I have no reason to back down."
Su Fan took out half of the spiritual stones and elixirs on his body, and left the remaining half with the 30,000 Zhenbei Army.
"Protect the northern territory well, and Marshal Chen Bufan may be able to return with reinforcements before long."
Su Fan patted Li Tang on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Live well, your child has not been born yet! The ending of our Zhenbei Army should not be so tragic! I will bring back the marshal and the soldiers of my Zhenbei Army." !”
After saying that, Su Fan decisively walked out of the Northern City and headed north. His consciousness spread out, searching for the figure and aura of his elder brother Zhou Tianqiong, the King of the Northern Territory.
There is no way that the 30,000 Zhenbei Army could really disappear without a trace!
Su Fan increased his speed and blocked his breath.
Along the way, Su Fan encountered many camps where the four major foreign forces were stationed.
"What a strong smell of blood... There should have been a large-scale battle ahead!"
Su Fan continued to go deep alone.
Soon, Su Fan saw a pile of fallen limbs, armor and military flags in an abandoned desert.
Su Fan's pupils shrank and his expression became more solemn. Most of the corpses here were the bodies of the Zhenbei Army. There were thousands of them...
Many of these corpses had back injuries, and they were obviously killed by sneak attacks!
"Long Family Army, Shenji Camp..."
The killing intent in Su Fan's pupils became more intense, and he could already imagine what was happening here.
The Zhenbei Army originally wanted to complete its victory in one battle. At the critical moment of the confrontation with the four major foreign forces, the strong men of the Long Family Army and the Shenji Battalion suddenly betrayed and attacked the Zhenbei Army from the rear. The Long Family Army's war god Long Feiyun and Li Kaixuan, the commander of Shenji Battalion, even launched a surprise attack on Zhou Tianqiong, the King of the North...
Su Fan took a deep breath and continued to move forward following the smell of blood. He guessed that his eldest brother should have led the remaining Zhenbei Army to break out, while the four major foreign forces and the strong men from the Long Family Army's Shenji Battalion were chasing him all the way. .
"Brother, you must live!"
