In mid air, chen fan has raised the speed to the extreme, and even the four weight-bearing wristbands that never leave the body have been removed.

You know, when ye zhanqiu was killed, chen fan didn't take off the fourth wrist guard, which is enough to see the anxiety in his heart.

Chen fan has a bad premonition in his heart. He feels vaguely that if he is slow, something may happen that can never be retrieved.

At this moment, there is only one word in Chen Fan's heart!

Come on!

His speed has exceeded the limit, looking from afar, it seems that a meteor flashed rapidly from the mid air, and behind him there is still a green escape light.

Suddenly, bursts of shouts to kill the sound of the ear, chen fan looked down, two groups of people are fighting together.

One of them was the burning slave wolf riding and the Imperial Guard, while the other group, chen fan, judged from his body shape at the first time that it was led by Zhuge Yun and Mu Wanrong!

Today, the situation is very critical. He has excellent fighting power when he is burning slave wolf. In addition, the imperial Forest Guard makes the troops led by Zhuge Yun fall into the general, and some people die constantly.

Even the head of a barbecue slave, the bright machete has locked Mu Wanrong's neck!

At this critical juncture, chen fan's whole person will speed up to the extreme, like a shell, falling from the air at full speed!

"Boom

On the ground, a deep pit was suddenly smashed out, and the smoke and dust rolled up. In a moment, it was impossible to see things.

At the same time, the cold voice without any emotion also blew up from the smoke: "who dares to move again, there is no mercy to kill!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Yun and Mu Wanrong immediately showed an unbelievable look in their eyes. They had doubts on their expressions, but they were more surprised.

"Chen fan?"

Mu Wanrong was the first to speak. With a word, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated. Chen fan, dressed in black, appeared in everyone's eyes!

"What, aren't you dead? How can you appear?"

"It's really chen fan. Am I dazzled?"

Numerous voices of discussion exploded, and tears sprang up in Zhuge Yun's and Mu Wanrong's eyes.

They will not admit that they are wrong. The person in front of them is Chen fan, who is haunted by his dreams!

"I'll tell you more about it later. I'll get rid of these scumbags first."

Turning back to explain the second daughter, chen fan's figure suddenly disappeared, only to hear the shrill scream in his ear. One by one, the burning slaves together with the demon wolves sitting down, exploded directly!

It was like an explosion in situ. I couldn't see clearly that Chen fan had used any means of attack. He could only see the rain of blood all over the sky and the shredded meat falling down.

"What kind of power is this, Chen... How strong is he

Chen Jiajun's people have been unable to understand the situation in front of them. Wolf riding and Yu Lin Wei, who can't be defeated by fighting to death, are like a group of ants in Chen Fan's hands, killing them directly!

More than a thousand people have died in Chen Fan's hands in just a dozen days. Even the burning slaves have been scared to death.

The ferocious wolf lies on the ground, holding its tail and holding its head in two claws.

The roasted slave knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head.

There is also the Yu Lin Wei in white armor. Now he sees that Chen fan has no idea of confrontation, and all of them kneel down on the ground.

In this way, chen fan, with his own strength, awed the elite cavalry of 20000 people in a dozen days. No, it should be said that it was 30000!

After finishing all this, chen fan's face is not red, breathless, straight toward Feng Jia, he knows, the person inside is Xiao Qi!

At the same time, Zhuge Yun also began to order the chenjiajun to disarm the slaves and imperial guards.