"That must be no problem! Those old people and children can’t resist us and the women’s department takes the slaves! " Flipping Yi nodded to see Xiao Fan so confident, and his heart became more steadfast. Many eyes flashed with excitement.
"Then get ready to do it!" Xiao Fan said the body covered with a layer of strange black fog like ghosts disappear in situ.
At this time, he has completely regained control of his own boundary force and has a quasi-emperor level. He doesn’t intend to exert his strongest strength as soon as the waves come.
Moreover, he has long thought that even if he enters the army, he will never keep a low profile and try to be dazzling so that some prophets and saints can notice him as soon as possible!
Xiao Fan has no choice!
Less than two breaths after he mysteriously disappeared in front of him, a scream of "someone invaded!"
Chapter 449 Selection of life and death
This sentence rings at the same time, dozens of adult males in the stunned tribe have completely cut off their vitality, including the strongest in the stunned tribe and their heads!
Kill!
Thick bloody breath suddenly send out the whole stunned the tribe.
At this time, Xiao Fan completely adapted to the gravity of this world, and all his factors were killed cleanly and quickly. Those indigenous people of the stunned Mo tribe lived in his hands for more than two rounds!
"This … who is this?" A stunned Mo tribe was stunned to see Xiao Fan kill his own people like a god. When he was still in a state of stupefaction, he felt that his neck was cold and his head left his body!
"I’m sorry, although we have a grudge, you have to die!" Xiao Fan is covered with the blood of the stunned indigenous tribes. One black and one white around him, two strange flying swords keep circling like a real area around the body. Anything close to this area will be instantly cut off and ground by black and white double evil spirits!
When a wick is scented, it passes leisurely.
When everyone was shocked by the burning Yi and others were still immersed in Xiao Fan’s fierce and violent killing, Xiao Fan had returned to the burning Yi again. "According to my previous promise, I have completely killed … all the adult males of the stunned tribe … a total of 270 people!"
"Ah … this … this is incredible …" Branding Yi gawk at Xiao Fan couldn’t help swallowing saliva.
Xiao Fan’s strength just showed filled their hearts with fear, and what was even more terrible was that Xiao Fan was breathing smoothly and his face did not change, which also showed that Xiao Fan’s strength was far more than that just reflected in the scene!
The tribe won a victory in this sneak attack.
The whole stunned tribe was slaughtered in the most cruel way, regardless of whether the old man or the child was alive except that the woman became a prisoner.
This is the indigenous tribal war, and Xiao Fan became the terracotta warrior and laid the final victory of this war.
The Chada tribe then entered the celebration. On the evening of the same day, Xiao Fan said goodbye to the Chada tribe and arranged for himself two Chada tribe warriors, Tu and vulture, to embark on a journey to Marka City.
After a long journey of half a month, the magnificent road traffic jam finally entered Xiao Fan’s sight.
However, in the past half month, Xiao Fan has further felt that the uniqueness of this world has increased his self-cultivation again and has reached the critical point of quasi-emperor level.
The only thing he lacks now is the opportunity to cooperate with his own feelings enough to attract his third apocalypse. If he can successfully survive the apocalypse, he will jump into the dragon gate and become the emperor’s realm!
However, these aspects can be met but not sought, and Xiao Fan is not in a hurry. It is the most important thing to find a way to get into the army and accumulate enough military merit to get the attention of the saints, find lost companions and return to the six realms!
On the one hand, Tu and vulture are Xiao Fan leading the way, on the other hand, they also plan to enter the army and have a good time.
After all, if the people in a tribe can enter the army, the whole tribe will benefit greatly and enjoy unimaginable glory
The closer they got to Marka City, the more and more indigenous people came from all directions towards this holy city.
Xiao Fan three people followed the crowd into a huge square in the city, full of aborigines from all over the wild world.
A man in a white robe wrapped his body in a dark face and could see two groups of pale blue eyes flashing like a jack-o’-lantern. At this time, he was floating in the square, and a suffocating coercion was released from his body and hung over the whole square.
"Look at Mr. Xiao, that’s the great prophet!" Figure low said
"Is that the prophet?" Xiao Fan heart movement.
Prophesy is unfathomable. Even if Xiao Fan has now reached the edge of the imperial stage, he still sees through the power of the prophet.
Give him the feeling that this prophet should be Xie Kun Bozhong, the Lord of hell!
Real emperor master! Repair the emperor’s level of respect!
"Warriors from all tribes, welcome to the great holy city of Marka to participate in the trial of entering the army. If you can enter the army, you will have high glory and fight into a real hero in our world!" The Prophet Lang said, "If you don’t know anything and can’t enter the army through selection, then you will naturally know everything and want to know! Gain strength and honor you neve imagined! "
"The great Santa Marta is watching you all the time. Fight with honor!"
"Trial selection? What kind of process is it? " Xiao Fan don’t understand to figure and vultures around two people asked.
"We don’t know the specific situation. After all, our tribe has not sent warriors to participate in military trials and selection for hundreds of years because of the war with the stunned tribe!" Figure scratched his head. "But it seems that this kind of selection is a melee. Only the winner can qualify …"
"melee?" Xiao Fan picked his eyebrows.
At this moment, the prophet said again, "Well, the selection has been going on all the time. Every thousand warriors will be sent to another world, not only facing all kinds of dangers in that world, but also facing attacks from others. Only one of every thousand warriors can live and die in the end can be qualified to join the army!"
"One thousand people can live?" Xiao Fan’s eyes shrank slightly. "It turned out to be such a ratio!"
"Mr. Xiao, you must refuel!"
"Well, you two don’t want to die either!" Xiao Fan smiled and three people were divided into three different groups and walked into a huge array arranged behind the prophet.
When Xiao Fan entered the battle, the scenery suddenly changed, and there was a sudden change around him, which made a barren land appear.
"Is this the trial and selection battlefield?" Xiao Fan looked around for a week and couldn’t help picking at the corner of his mouth. "I don’t care what trials and selections he has. Anyway, the only one who can stay in this group must be me!"
"Ha ha ha Xiao, which tribe are you from?" A burly figure is higher than flipping Yi, and an indigenous person walks towards Xiao Fan. The questioning sound is as deafening as the roar of a beast.