"Instead of caring about the household affairs of our great Japanese Empire, you might as well care about yourself. After all, if you die here, you will not be able to see the old woman tied to the rooftop by the master of your country for the last time!"
Fujiwara Ichiro said in a very harsh tone.
As soon as the words fell, the twelve warriors with violent auras immediately understood the meaning of their king, raised their swords and attacked.
This move is an absolute killer move!
Obviously, these warriors also heard about Chen Fan's terrifying record of easily killing his opponents along the way.
"Duan Gangdodge!"
They shouted loudly almost at the same time, and a dozen warriors present actually used the exact same attack method.
The aura all over his body poured into the long knife in his hand, and then he slashed out suddenly.
Twelve dazzling sword lights burst out from the blade, and the white light rushed towards Chen Fan like lightning in an instant.
These twelve warriors used all their strength as soon as they struck, and there was no warning when they struck. It was obvious that they wanted to catch Chen Fan off guard.
But how could the dignified commander of the First Army of Beiliang be able to be plotted by an ordinary person?
Although he was talking to Fujiwara Ichiro, Chen Fan's attention had long been glued to all the samurai present.
As a result, the twelve warriors had just taken action when Chen Fan had already launched a long-prepared attack.
"The first shot of Feixue Marksmanship - blood drifting!"
Amidst the low shouts, Chen Fan could be seen holding the spear tightly with both hands, and his whole body was focused to the extreme.
He raised his hand and thrust out a spear, which was so fast that it was difficult to catch it with the naked eye.
Although it was only a blink of an eye, Chen Fan had already fired at least eighty shots!
The gun shadows were tangible and invisible, and each gun shadow was filled with Chen Fan's deep murderous intent and terrifying gun intent.
Facing the attacks of twelve sixth-level divine runes, Chen Fan did not think about defense or evasion for the first time, but chose to attack forcefully.
A real man who only attacks but never defends!
The dark gun shadows shot out in all directions, colliding with the attacks launched by the twelve warriors.
Clang! !
A dull sound exploded.
The first attack caused the surrounding ground to tremble and tremble, and some of the ground in the center even cracked.
You can imagine how terrifying the power contained in attacking the collision center is!
Dust rose, but the life-and-death fight on the field still did not continue.
After a confrontation, even if they found several bloody holes in their bodies, these warriors would not stop and continue to attack.
They were like killing machines that knew no pain. Even if the pain increased and their eyes were bloodshot, they would still move forward desperately.
In fact, it is understandable that he is already mortal.
It would be a blessing if we could get this man who has long been famous all over the world to go to the underworld together!
With the mission completed and this idea in mind, the twelve warriors present became more and more courageous as they fought.
Bang bang bang! !
The sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and sparks could be faintly seen flickering in the dust.
As for the actual situation of the battle, no one present could find out.
Boom! !
There seemed to be a thunder dragon gushing out, and the violent current sweeping around dispersed all the dust that obscured his vision.
The field returned to a clear state, and the situation on the battlefield came into view again.
The dust in the sky had just been dispersed, and Ichiro Fujiwara, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but widen his eyes.
But in just a minute or two, someone actually died.
And it’s not just one person!
Under such a headwind and being surrounded by pressure, in just one or two minutes, Chen Fan had already killed nearly half of his opponents.
If word of this kind of record spreads, who can trust it?
You can fight across borders on horseback, but why are you able to instantly kill nearly half of the people on the other side when you are being desperately besieged by twelve high-level enemies?
Isn't this just a joke?
"Monsters! Beiliang's entire lineage are fucking monsters!"
Looking at Chen Fan, who was still trembling on the court and had the upper hand, Ichiro Fujiwara's eyes kept twitching.
He originally wanted to have twelve people rush to the scene before Gu Changsheng arrived. Even if they couldn't kill Chen Fan, they would at least seriously injure him!
But now that I have seen it with my own eyes, not to mention seriously injuring Chen Fan, if the fight continues like this, all the people he has carefully prepared to stop him will be killed!
Originally, he thought that Gu Changsheng's ability to easily cross the border and kill enemies was enough to defy the heavens. Now it seems that the entire Beiliang Army is probably not the only one defying the heavens!
"This is what you want to force the leader of the country to use!"
Whispering in his heart, Fujiwara Ichiro roared with a sinister look, "Chen Fan, if you don't want the leader of the country to cut your grandma to death on the spot, don't continue the attack!"
As soon as he said this, Chen Fan, who once again seized on the flaw and was about to kill another enemy soldier with one shot, couldn't help but hesitate in his movements.
It was precisely because of Chen Fan's short-term daze that not only did the fleeting opportunity to kill disappear, but the originally overwhelming situation almost fell apart.
"If you dare to touch my grandma, I will make sure that all of Japan's chickens and dogs are yours!!"
Roaring angrily, Chen Fan temporarily chose to give up his fierce attack method and switch to defense.
"Hahaha! I don't know whether the chickens and dogs will stay, but I know that as long as you dare to kill our brave warriors again, your grandma will never die again with a single order from the leader of the country!"
"And after killing your grandma, not only will you not be able to kill me, but you will not be able to leave Japan, do you believe it?"
When Fujiwara Ichiro spoke, there was no doubt in his eyebrows.
"Chen Fan, you..."
Seeing Chen Fan, who was in a stalemate on the field, Ichiro Fujiwara laughed arrogantly and prepared to continue using his taunting skills.
But how could Chen Fan, who was the dignified commander of the First Army of Beiliang, be a mediocre person?
Will he really give up attacking completely and wait to die because of Ichiro Fujiwara's threat?
Obviously impossible!
As the only seven sixth-level divine pattern users left on the field continued to attack, Chen Fan kept looking for opportunities.
As long as he finds a suitable opportunity, he will kill this despicable and shameless Fujiwara Ichiro even if he is seriously injured for a while!
After killing Ichiro Fujiwara, what if his grandmother and himself died here?
He himself has no regrets!
He promised that after killing Fujiwara Ichiro, he could kill all the enemies on the field, and even rush into the army to garrison and fight until the last moment.
In this case, Japan's vitality will be severely damaged from now on. When the right opportunity comes, the Beiliang Army will send out a small number of troops to seize resources.
Even though he could not repay Beiliang's kindness to him by acquiring the resources of Japan, Chen Fan felt that this was the only thing he could do.
Chen Fan can only repay Beiliang's kindness in the next life.
"God-killing Dragon Spear..."
Just when Ichiro Fujiwara was about to speak again, a look of determination flashed across Chen Fan's face.
He will fight to the death and defeat him completely!
But at an extremely critical moment, a violent shout filled with madness suddenly sounded.
