Chapter 2075： Sacrificial Ceremony (7)

All the defenders in the capital of Chequ retreated.

Under the crisis of life and death, no one dared to compete with Chen Fan.

At the same time, Chen Fan arranged for Wang Liang and Tweet to rescue the others, and he himself set off toward the Jitian Square.

On the other side, on the Sacrifice Square, the situation is also tense.

Withered Wood had already seen the poor, and immediately sent people to surround Qian Qian, Ling Feiyang, Liu Qing and others!

There were bursts of grin on Withered Wood's face, and it seemed that he was looking forward to what kind of support he would receive when he handed the heads of people in front of him to Chen Yi's hands.

That was definitely something he couldn't even think about in normal times.

"Thank you very much for coming all the way to give me such a care, I will remind you of Chen Fan, thank you!"

After that, Withered Wood waved his hand: "Get it for me!"

"Chang!"

The long sword came out of its orifice, and there was a flash of cold light on the entire sacrifice square.

But Chen Fan also arrived in time!

"Sorry, I don't need your thanks!"

As soon as this remark came out, Liu Qing Russell, Fang Bingxin suddenly looked back!

After seeing Chen Fan's figure, tears burst instantly!

"Chen Fan!"

"My son!"

With an exclamation, weeping with joy, the voice seemed to contain endless fear.

Knowing that at that moment, everyone was afraid what to do if Chen Fan really died, and what to do later?

Don't worry about it now.

Because of Chen Fan, he is back!

The dense crowd that had originally gathered in the entire Jitian Square suddenly separated a path, allowing Chen Fan to walk step by step.

At this moment, even if Chen Fan is just a person with no cultivation level, his aura alone can overwhelm the whole car!

Qian Qian and Ling Feiyang let out a sigh of relief and unconsciously handed everything over to Chen Fan.

Because they knew that as long as Chen Fan showed up, there was no need to worry about the following things.

"Mother, you have suffered."

First, he came to Liu Qing's side and respectfully bowed, Chen Fan's expression was painful.

Liu Qing held Chen Fan's face and looked at it carefully for a long time before saying, "My son, you are thinner."

The exchange between the mother and son was completely true.

Then Chen Fan looked at Russell and Fang Bingxin, and said sincerely, "Thanks for your hard work."

The two girls did not speak, but kept crying. No one knew what the children experienced during this period.

If possible, they would even persuade Chen Fan to stop fighting for the world.

How can it be better to live in the world?

In the end, Chen Fan nodded at Qian Qian and Ling Feiyang, everything was silent.

But when he found that Ling Feng was not in the crowd, Chen Fan's pupils contracted and thought of some bad things.

But this is not the time to talk about this, the dead wood is still staring at the front.

"Oh, I'm still waiting for you. I didn't expect you to be in the snare. What's more, let me take your head together today and give it to Emperor Chen!"

At this time, Withered Wood was still forcibly emboldening himself.

He thought that after all, there are many people on his own side, and even if Chen Fan is more powerful, he will not be able to deal with a country alone.

Withered Wood didn't know that Chen Fan could indeed deal with a country alone!

"You are the prime minister of Chequ, can I ask you a question?"

Chen Fan spoke indifferently, and he was taken aback when Withered Wood heard the words, and said suspiciously: "What are you asking?"

Chen Fan moved forward slowly, blocking all his relatives and subordinates behind him.

"Do you know who died the fastest in this world?"

Without giving Withered Wood a chance to answer, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and replied in a self-conscious manner: "Those who do not measure their strength die the fastest!"

"Only you, want to move me, you are not qualified!!"

When the voice fell, Chen Fan took off the weird horn that had been hanging around his waist.

Blowing without hesitation, the sound waves visible to the naked eye spread tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, and this speed is still increasing!

This thing was transformed into Chen Fan's dragon horn by Ao Xing, the dragon king of the East China Sea.

As long as it sounds, no matter when and where, the eight thousand dragons in the East China Sea will come to serve!