Su Fan brought his Xingzi skills to the extreme.
Suddenly, Su Fan's eyes lit up and he saw the banner of the Zhenbei Army!
found it!
Su Fan's heart was in his throat and he rushed forward.
As expected, a large number of the North-Suppressing Army, totaling over a thousand people, each with extremely tragic injuries, was moving with difficulty towards the direction of Beijing City.
Behind, there are pursuers from overseas forces!
"No matter what, we must return to Beijing City, and we must expose the conspiracy and tricks of the Long Family Army and the Shenji Battalion to the world. We cannot let the Marshal's sacrifice be in vain! We cannot let the dead Zhenbei Army rest in peace!"
Wang Xuan, the major general of the Zhenbei Army, was in charge of the rear and fought with a group of strong men who were pursuing them.
But at this moment, Wang Xuan had exhausted all his strength and could no longer even lift the northern sword.
"Kill! Don't let a single Zhenbei Army return to Beijing City!"
The leader of a powerful god-level man had a cold voice and stabbed Wang Xuan in the chest with his sword.
Wang Xuan stood up straight and welcomed his death.
"Marshal, I will wait for your soldiers in the next life..."
But just when Wang Xuan thought that he was certain to die, a dark shadow swept over, and a long sword from the north burst out with bright light. The sword fell like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, directly cutting the pursuing god-level warrior into two pieces. Half.
Clean and neat!
Su Fan's eyes narrowed, murderous intent boiling over, and he shot continuously, killing hundreds of pursuers in just half an hour.
After doing all this, Su Fan adjusted his breathing, looked at Wang Xuan and others, saluted a standard military salute, and said in a thunderous voice: "Northern Marshal Su Beiming is here to support!"
Northern Marshal Su Beiming!
These few words are deafening!
Wang Xuan and more than a thousand Zhenbei troops stared with disbelief on their faces.
Of course they had heard of this fourth young marshal in the North, and they were naturally a little dissatisfied and dissatisfied. But now that they saw Su Fan, they could only admire him!
"Northern Major General Wang Xuan meets the young marshal!"
Wang Xuan responded with a military salute and couldn't help but ask: "Young Marshal, have our reinforcements arrived? Is Beijing City okay? We...we..."
Wang Xuan couldn't speak any more.
"Northern City is defended! But for reinforcements, I am the only one so far. Where is my eldest brother Zhou Tianqiong, the King of the Northern Territory?"
Su Fan said in a deep voice.
Reinforcements, just one person?
Beijing City is defended?
These two pieces of news seemed to be obviously contradictory, but Wang Xuan had no time to think about it and said in a deep voice: "We encountered betrayal and an ambush. The marshal led us to fight all the way. We paid a huge price before tearing a gap." Open the mouth, the marshal and the two young marshals are responsible for breaking up the rear, and let us all break into pieces, leave in small teams, and return to the Northern City!"
"When we broke out of the siege, Marshal Lu Yong...had already died in battle!"
Mentioning this, Wang Xuan's eyes were red and bloodshot: "The marshal at that time... was being surrounded by four divine realm perfectionists and eight divine realm peak experts. Before that, the marshal had been killed by Long Feiyun and Li Kaixuan. Two traitors made a sneak attack and were seriously injured. The marshal...the marshal was injured to begin with, but he still tried his best to hold down the twelve strongest gods for us!"
Su Fan's heart sank. He knew that Zhou Tianqiong's injuries were so severe that he could not fight at high intensity for a long time. This would be almost fatal to Zhou Tianqiong's consumption!
You don't need to think about it to know that Zhou Tianqiong must have put his life on the line.
"I'm afraid the eldest brother has already used Tongtian Pill..."
Su Fan gave Zhou Tianqiong a Tongtian Pill, which allowed Zhou Tianqiong to burst out with power beyond his own realm at the moment of life and death. However, once he takes the Tongtian Pill, if he is seriously injured, he will almost die.
Su Fan originally planned to let Zhou Tianqiong escape at the critical moment, but he didn't let him continue to fight!
Su Fan had layers of cold sweat in his palms.
"In which direction is my eldest brother?"
Su Fan asked eagerly.
Wang Xuan pointed to the northwest and asked: "Young Marshal, do you want to..."
"I'm going to save my brother!"
Su Fan adjusted his breathing and quickly entered a fighting state.
"Little guy, you are crazy! Now you have just walked away from the gate of hell. If you continue to be overloaded with fighting, no one can save you! No one in this world is immune to death! Listen to my aunt and recover your own health first. Injury! Everyone has his own fate!"
Aunt Xue was a little anxious and spoke to persuade.
"What kind of fate! Zhou Tianqiong is my eldest brother and the king of the North. I will never watch him die in battle. If this is really a destined fate, then I will change my fate against heaven!"
Su Fan looked at Wang Xuan, gave a batch of elixirs and spiritual stones, and warned: "You can go all the way to Beijing City from this direction. There will be almost no pursuers along the way. When you get to Beijing City, take good care of your injuries. Protect the Northern City well, and when I come back with my eldest brother, I will fight with you again against these foreign forces!"
"Young Marshal, those who surrounded and killed the Marshal were all top strong men..."
Wang Xuan was a little panicked. Although he didn't say it clearly, there was no difference between the aura of peak transformation released by Su Fan and seeking death.
"I have already killed 10,000 warriors, including four strong men at the peak of the divine realm. It wouldn't be a bad idea to kill some more!"
After saying this, Su Fan didn't say anything more, and with a flash of Xing Jue, he headed towards the northwest.
Seeing Su Fan's retreating figure, Wang Xuan and others were all startled, not understanding what Su Fan meant.
"Is Beijing City really defended?"
"No matter what, we must return to Northern City. This is the opportunity that the Marshal fought for for us with his life! Let's go!"
Wang Xuan distributed the elixirs and headed towards the North City.
At the same time, different Zhenbei troops from almost every direction were returning to Beijing City, praying in their hearts that Beijing City had not been breached, otherwise the marshal's sacrifice would have been in vain!
Boom boom boom boom!
Deep in the northwest, a battle has come to an end!
Zhou Tianqiong, the King of the North, had countless sword marks and wounds on his body. He had already become a bloody man. A spear fell to the ground, supporting Zhou Tianqiong's crumbling body.
At this moment, Zhou Tianqiong, the King of the North, has white hair and a pale face, but he still holds his head high, roaring with fighting and killing intent.
"Zhou Yunhai, let's go! Go back to Beijing City! Let's go!"
The King of the North, Zhou Tianqiong, protected Zhou Yunhai, the young commander of the North, and secured a retreat for him, roaring.
He has planned to fight to death here!
"Marshal, I will fight to the death with you!"
Zhou Yunhai coughed up blood, his body was covered with blood holes, and he was already exhausted.
"madness!"
Zhou Tianqiong angrily scolded, with a resolute look on his face and a determination to die in his voice: "Keep your useful life and get out! This is not your destination! This is my final battle as the King of the North!"
