“Thank God for his gift.”

The team of thousands of people said the same meaning either in human language or in barbarian monster language, and they were even more respectful to Zhou Fan, the Hanbei Lord.

Because after the war began, Zhou Fan was declared the divine envoy by Xiao Kun Daxian, and his status was higher than that of the top ten guardians of Xiao Kun Daxian Sect and the patriarchs of the Barbarian Monster tribes.

Zhou Fan put away the sad knife. He just used his divine nature to instill the power of wishes to restore the strength of thousands of people, and used the law of the heart to heal the simple injuries of thousands of people.

The use of both divine nature and law creates such a miracle.

The team of thousands of people was rested and followed Zhou Fan again.

When Zhou Fan brought this elite team to the sight of the scouts of the Western Liang Army, the scouts of the Western Liang Army suddenly tense up. They immediately retreated quickly and passed the news back.

The generals of the 13th Battalion of Xiliang were shocked. They couldn't believe that the elite troops led by Zhou Fan recovered so quickly?

How did Zhou Fan and the others do it?

The Xiliang Army immediately stopped in place, guarding the Hanbei Army team that could pounce at any time.

At the same time, a team of two thousand men armed to the teeth in rune armor slowly stepped out of the Xiliang army.

Each of this Xiliang army with two thousand people is a warrior above the Lianmai section. It is the elite among the most elite troops of the Xiliang army and the limit they can get.

Moreover, this team of two thousand people was led by Li Cuiwei, the great master of the Western Liang Kingdom, who is a cultivator of the Yuanshen!

There are only three cultivators of the Yuanshen Kingdom in Xiliang Kingdom, and only two are left after the third death in the world, Li Cuiwei is one of them.

The Western Liang Army knew that Zhou Fan had killed the third in the world, so of course he would invite the soul monks of the Western Liang Kingdom to deal with Zhou Fan.

Li Cuiwei was tall, with white hair and beard, and a gloomy face staring at Zhou Fan leading the Thousand-man team.

The Western Liang army stopped, and the Hanbei army also stopped. While guarding each other, they also watched these two top elite teams from the Western Liang and the Great Wei.

They knew in their hearts that the showdown was about to begin and might become a turning point that determined the direction of the war.

Zhou Fan's face became serious, as expected by the Taoist lord's staff who made the plan before.

When the sharp knife tactics, when the sharp knife encounters the enemy's sharp knife, if the sharp knife on your side is not as good as the enemy's sharp knife, then the tactic will completely fail.

Zhou Fan's sad knife flew out and floated beside him. He took a deep breath and said, "Change half a stick of incense!"

The Thousand People Team behind them immediately discovered that their true energy was increasing violently, causing their strength to increase wildly.

This is Zhou Fan's law of urging his heart. It is much easier to increase the strength of the Thousand People Team than to increase his level, because his realm is too high.

Zhou Fan emitted a trace of light, and the light emitted a golden soul and flew into the sky.

Li Cuiwei's face was solemn. Zhou Fan had indeed entered the realm of the soul. Black smoke emitted from his body. The black smoke condensed into smoke-like souls, and also flew into the sky.

Since Zhou Fan chose to fight in heaven this time, it was just his wish. Otherwise, the two of them would really fight and their people would be injured.

The golden primordial spirit and the black smoke primordial spirit flew into the sky to fight. The violent energy spread out, turning into a huge wind and dispersing, blowing the snowflakes on the ground rolling up and falling.

In the strong wind, the Hanbei Army Thousand-member Team and the Xiliang Army Two Thousand-member Team collided fiercely, just like a wave hitting the tide stone.

"The army is pressing!" Luo Zhengtian ordered.

This is not a fair duel, but a war. Of course, he has to use all means. He is forcing the Hanbei Army to fight them in a decisive battle.

If the Hanbei Army did not dare to take action, they would take the opportunity to destroy the Hanbei Army's elite team.

The entire Xiliang army rushed to attack, and the Hanbei Army indeed started to move. They first used long-range talisman bullets, talisman arrows and other objects to cover the attack.

Once the Western Liang army chooses to attack, it will not be able to defend so carefully.

After the rumbling of the covered long-range attack, pits appeared on the ground, and the Xiliang army also suffered damage, but they were not afraid, and just rushed forward and tried to strangle the elite of the Hanbei army.

It's just a short distance and is about to arrive.

The squads on both sides of the Hanbei Army were also rushing wildly.

The two armies fought completely.

There was a general in the Thirteenth Battalion in charge of command, and Luo Zhengtian just looked up at the battle in the sky. He understood that if they wanted to win in this battle, there was a prerequisite for Li Cuiwei to lose, at least before they could destroy the Thousand-man team led by Zhou Fan!

The battle in the sky dyed the sky with black and gold.

Soon Li Cuiwei laughed: "I'm wrong, all wrong, cunning junior, you haven't entered the realm of the soul at all!"

Luo Zhengtian heard the sound that spread, his face showed ecstasy. If Zhou Fan had not entered the Yuanshen Realm, Li Cuiwei would not have lost.

"This is an illusion, what a real illusion!"

Li Cuiwei's primordial smoke rolled into eighteen channels, destroying all the golden primordial power.

The illusion disappeared, and the golden soul turned into Zhou Fan's appearance. He held the Star Frost Sword in his hand and said calmly: "Even if you see it through, so what if you see it, you won't be my opponent."

"If it weren't for someone to help you, or you used illusion to trick the third madman in the world." Li Cuiwei said disdainfully: "Otherwise, how can you kill the third madman in the world if you cannot leave your soul?"

"Now I have seen through your illusion. How many moves can you hold on your hands?"

After saying that, the black smoke man turned into a spear that ran across the sky and shot towards Zhou Fan. Black flames burned at the tail of the spear, and black flames also ignited at the tip of the spear, as if they could burn the space.

This is Li Cuiwei's soul skill!

The spiritual spiritual skills that monks in the spiritual realm fear the most!

Zhou Fan had no intention of dodging, and he spitted out a strange syllable from his mouth.

Golden ripples spread in the sky, imprisoning the spear that ran across the sky.

"Three times!" He activated the law of the heart, which tripled the true energy in his body. At the same time, he raised his knife and slashed it down with one knife!

All the powers of the body, such as true energy, martial arts, and even laws, gathered together and slashed out!

Flying style!

With a loud bang, a large white light burst out from the blade, making the sky look dazzling and dazzling as if the scorching sun was bursting.

Everyone in the sky stopped with fear, subconsciously opened their eyes wide, but couldn't see anything clearly!

When the dazzling white light dissipates.

The huge black smoke spear that was about to break free from the imprisonment of time was nothing left. Even the dark clouds in the sky were dispersed, and golden light penetrated into the thick clouds and landed on Zhou Fan, who was slowly putting his sword into the sheath, as if a god was descending to the mortal world.
Chapter completed!