Chapter 2040： Chen Fan's death!

"Don't, Lord!"

Chi Wei's words spread among the black army in an instant.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Ling Feng, Ling Feiyang, and Long Erlong Yan and others immediately wanted to step forward to stop, but Chen Fan waved his hand without turning back. Down!

"This is my family affair, you wait to withdraw!"

"Remember my words, the black army is not only mine Chen Fan, but also the whole world!"

"As long as it is Da Chen Zimin, he can become the leader of the black army!"

These words already contained a touch of dying solitude, and everyone had only infinite anxiety after hearing the words.

"Let's go and see how the array of the magic machine is arranged, hurry up!!!"

Ling Feng quickly ordered Ling Feiyang to return. Although the opponent wanted to stay at the forefront of the battlefield, it was not easy to defy his father's order after all.

When I came to the back of the team, I found that the layout of the magic machine had reached the final stage.

His whole body was bathed in blood, and small blood beads ooze from every pore from time to time.

Seeing this situation, it is extremely dangerous where Ling Feiyang can't see the magic machine. Now everyone, no one feels bad!

"Divine machine, the situation is critical, everything depends on your formation!"

He and Ling Feiyang screamed in their hearts, and at this moment, Chen Fan had already moved!

Slowly held the sword of life and death in his hand, as if he were looking at a lover, rubbing the long sword that had accompanied him for half his life.

"For many years, you have fought with me for thousands of miles, thirsty for blood!"

"Unexpectedly, the last person to die in your hands was actually myself!"

"Zheng..."

The sword of life and death kept trembling, as if it was screaming for its master!

It seems to want to fly out automatically and take Chiwei's head from thousands of miles away, but then, Chen Fan's mother's life is bound to be in danger.

Holding the sword of life and death firmly, Chen Fan's eyes contained a divine light that made everyone afraid to look directly.

Even Chiwei could only look away involuntarily, and did not dare to look at Chen Fan!

At this moment, Chen Fan was like a sun, with countless divine lights emerging from his body, hot and dazzling!

He shouted, the voice spread throughout the prancing horse stream!

"The black army obeys the order!!!"

The roar shook thousands of miles. At this moment, all the six hundred thousand black-clothed soldiers burst into tears, almost exhausted their entire body and left, responding to Chen Fan's call with the loudest possible voice!

"The end will be!!!"

At this moment, the voices of 600,000 people gathered together and turned into a sound wave that could not be seen by the naked eye, and went straight to the Xiao Han!

The clouds in the sky were scattered, and the whole world was shrouded in a blue dome!

Chen Fan did not look back, but at this moment, even if he stared at his back, all the soldiers seemed to feel it, the lord's gaze!

Firm, sharp, persistent, and decisive!

"Remember the mission of the Black Army, remember what you should do!"

"On the side of Qingjun, Zheng Chaogang!"

Six hundred thousand people shook the sky and shouted, following Chen Fan's bombing and drinking, praising their faith!

"On the side of Qingjun, Zheng Chaojun!!!"

As the voice fell, Chen Fan slowly closed his eyes, a drop of crystal clear tears fell on the ground!

He was not afraid, but regretful, and failed to say goodbye to everyone around him!

"Perhaps, never see you again!"

"Death is not a relief!"

"Qiang Qiang..."

The sword of life and death continued to tremble, but Chen Fan kept holding onto the hilt of the sword.

His movements were gentle, putting the sword of life and death across his neck! Chen Fan knew that he had lost, but he did not lose!

Chiwei wanted her mother to hold her back, but since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety can't have both ends!

Chen Fan's choice is...filial piety!

So loyal, leave it to future generations to fulfill it!

The formation of the sacred machine is about to be completed just by sight, and the surrounding ambushes and defense lines have not yet been truly revealed.

Even if Chen Fan dies on this day, the Black Army still has the power to fight!