Chapter 2074： Sacrificial Ceremony (6)

Fighting is about to happen!

The one-eyed soldiers formed a formation and slowly approached, Senhan's halberd seemed to be able to pierce his chest at any time, and his hideous smile seemed to mock the death of a legend!

This legend is the black army!

Perhaps the legend will always die, perhaps no matter how powerful a person is, no matter how invincible the army is, there will always be the day when the hero will be late and the beauty will turn head.

But obviously, the legend of the Black Army will not die today!

Because of Chen Fan, here comes!

"expensive!!!"

At the most critical moment of the confrontation between the two sides, a dragon roar cut through the sky, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, deaf and deaf.

Everyone couldn't help but looked up, a giant dragon with ribs and wings, an indescribably huge, golden light hovering in the sky.

Above the dragon, there was still a person standing at the moment.

The slender and thin body looked a little thin, but the aura was extraordinary. Standing on the head of the giant dragon, like a prison like an abyss, like a mountain that could not be climbed, it gave people an extremely oppressive aura.

The figure stood straight, like an expression, standing proudly between the sky and the earth!

That figure is Chen Fan!

"Master!"

"The lord is back, come to save us!"

The black soldiers below screamed wildly. The moment they saw Chen Fan, they didn't seem to be afraid of anything.

Even if the front is an abyss, even if the future is endless difficulties and obstacles, but only Chen Fan is here!

Their spirit is there, and their ability to create miracles time and time again is there!

"call..."

With a flap of wings under his ribs, the endless hurricane blew away the one-eyed and his army, and the large net that controlled many black soldiers, was directly blown into powder by the hurricane.

Today's Tweet, the cultivation base has soared to the peak of the Emperor Realm.

But in the face of any person at the peak of the Emperor Realm, it can kill in a flash!

In the face of a few native chickens and dogs in the mere Chequ country, even if Chen Fan has lost all of his cultivation skills, he can come and go freely!

Signaling Chi Chi to land slowly, after landing, Chi Chi has returned to normal size.

Chen Fan walked towards Wang Liang indifferently, ignoring the trembling one-eyed and others, and asked Wang Liang, "What is your name!"

"Lord Hui, his subordinate is called Wang Liang, and he is the first group of soldiers to enter the Black Army!"

Seeing the faith in his heart, Wang Liang was extremely excited.

Chen Fan nodded and patted Wang Liang on the shoulder: "Very well, you said very well!"

"Chequ has a prime minister who collides with the enemy, but my black army has no general flag to return!"

After he finished speaking, Chen Fan looked at the still steadfast black-clothed army and shouted in relief: "You, are the pride of my Chen Fan!"

Chen Fan has always been worried about whether the morale of the black army will fall to the bottom after this big defeat.

Now this one does not exist anymore.

Perhaps morale was really sluggish at the beginning of the defeat.

But now, after so long of adjustment and fermentation, the sluggish morale has all turned into a determination to prove oneself, and the unstoppable courage to fail to achieve the goal!

The black army, broke the cocoon and became a butterfly!

Looking back at One-Eyed, Chen Fan's eyes were full of contempt and mockery, like a tall giant looking down on an ant. Chen Fan didn't even bother to talk to One-Eyed.

"kill."

With just one word, Tweet Tweet immediately spit out a dragon's breath, and the one-eyed eye was burned to fly ash before it even realized what was going on.

The screams before death seemed to be vivid, and everyone faced the tweeting and Chen Fan, who exuded an endless cold breath, and felt a fear that they had never had before!

In the battle of the Prancing Horse Stream, the black army broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly.

Isn't Chen Fan?

Slowly opening his mouth, Chen Fan's voice seemed to come from Jiuyou Hell, with a refreshing and cold temper.

"Back or die!"