"Throw your spears!"
The blizzard was torn apart by countless spears.
Forty thousand clan warriors simultaneously hurled their spears.
A torrent of steel, rain falling upon the earth.
Wind Step!
Li Fan rode the wind, effortlessly traversing the torrent of steel.
Having avoided the steel torrent, Li Fan was only ten miles away from the clan alliance.
At the very front were various kinds of monsters.
The northern tribes and clans are named after these monsters.
At the very front, a giant eagle crouched low and sped towards them.
Compared to the giant eagle, Li Fan was like a tiny speck.
They flew in, their sharp claws unleashing a blade of demonic energy that slashed down at the ground.
Dozens of giant eagles swept across, ploughing through the hard ice.
The giant eagle continued forward, its lowered body swerving towards the ground like an out-of-control truck.
Its once sturdy body crumbled like mud upon hitting the ground.
They were shattered by the sharp blade energy at some unknown time.
Even after the blade was destroyed, it remained pitch black.
Those giant eagles shattered into pieces were just the beginning.
Snow Wolf, Steelback Boar, Earth Bull...
Countless monsters of various shapes and sizes rushed out of the group and attacked Li Fan.
The wind was fierce!
Li Fan charged alone into the monster formation.
Compared to these behemoths, Li Fan was like an ant.
But the knife he swung clearly said, "You are the ants!"
The roar of the behemoth carried on with the storm.
Li Fan's killings were simple and brutal.
The long sword swept across, shattering bodies and claiming lives.
Forty thousand clan warriors, along with nearly twenty thousand demonic beasts.
Less than half an hour passed from the time the monsters charged out to their complete slaughter.
Li Fan stepped over the blood and flesh scattered on the ground, looking at the clan alliance ahead like a demon.
Still 40,000 per pair!
"kill!"
When the order to charge was given, forty thousand clan warriors parted like a tide.
Soon, Li Fan was surrounded.
Forty thousand clan warriors, in formations of one hundred men each, charged toward Li Fan in an arrow-like formation.
Compared to the disorganized monsters, the clan warriors' attacks appeared more methodical.
Of course, it's just that it's more organized.
Faced with death, they were no different from monsters.
The long sword slashed through the air, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere.
One hundred-man squad disappears, but another hundred-man squad will charge in.
This scene repeats itself endlessly on the ice field.
Jose held his breath, staring intently at the distant battlefield.
For the first time, his belief wavered.
Can Leader Li really win?
Human strength, after all, has its limits.
Faced with those fearless clan warriors, can Chief Li really hold his own?
......
In contrast to the brutality of the battlefield, there was a high platform thirty miles behind the clan's forces.
Five figures stood on the high platform.
Yun Wanli narrowed his eyes as he looked at the battlefield.
In this battle, he didn't care how many people died.
Even if they all die, it doesn't matter.
The important thing is to kill Li Fan.
"Young Master, although that Tyrant Blade Li Fan is strong, he is ultimately alone."
"If the five of us work together, we can definitely capture him!"
"I can't help but say this," Tu Hun, who was standing behind Yun Wanli.
His heart bled as he watched the fallen warriors.
Four 10,000-strong units, one of which was his personal guard.
Although the number is only 10,000, they are truly elite troops.
Starting point: Seventh Grade Innate.
Half of them are at least Rank 8 Sky Soaring.
There are three hundred people who reach the ninth rank of divine power.
Even among the tenth-grade Dharma images, there are five.
These people represent his entire fortune.
They were brought out to follow Yunlan in planting the flag in the Frostwolf Mountains.
And now?
Not only did they not have the opportunity to plant their flag in the Frostwolf Mountains.
They haven't yet summoned any powerful experts from the Great Zhou to attack them.
This means absolutely nothing to him!
Even if you kill Li Fan, you won't get any reward.
After all, even if the clan wins, it will only be a Pyrrhic victory.
Let alone attacking the Great Zhou, we might not even have enough manpower to occupy the vacant grasslands.
After Tuhun finished speaking, Zhanba, Yelu, and Taiyong all looked at Yun Wanli.
"Are you a good fighter?"
"If you can fight, why don't you go up there alone?"
Yun Wanli glanced back at Tu Hun, showing no intention of making a move.
Those people below are just there to be used.
How can we fight without weakening Li Fan?
Should I really risk my life to fight?
Tu Hun opened his mouth, then looked down at Li Fan, who looked like a god of death, and finally chose to shut up.
Let him go alone, and we won't have to fight this battle.
......
Forty thousand men held out for half an hour.
The ice plains have been plowed over and over again by the light of blades.
On the earth, the ravines are so deep that the bottom cannot be seen.
Blood flowed down the ravines, staining the ramparts red.
The stench of blood drifted thirty miles away on the wind and frost.
"kill!"
Without hesitation, Yun Wanli began his charge.
Twenty thousand demonic beasts, forty thousand elite clan warriors, and nearly twenty Dharma Image warriors.
Li Fan unleashed 1,227 slashes.
Each strike possessed the full power of a perfected tenth-grade Dharma Image.
Even if he were made of iron, his internal energy had already reached its limit.
Five against one, the advantage is in my hands!
With Yun Wanli's command, the four Tu Hun who had been waiting for a long time also charged out with him.
Five streaks of light pierced the sky.
The terrifying true energy, dragging a fiery tail, shattered the void and crashed towards Li Fan like a meteorite.
On the icy plains, Li Fan was still alone.
He stood still, looking up at the sky.
The blade is destroyed, revealing its obsidian color.
A dazzling golden light magnified in Li Fan's eyes.
Enveloped in golden light was Yun Wanli, who held a golden sword.
At this time, his injuries had fully healed.
His aura was so powerful it rivaled that of the peak.
The Dharma form has long been integrated with the essence.
The internal energy was also transported to its maximum.
This strike was the pinnacle of his career.
A dazzling golden light, like the sun crashing down on the ground.
With this strike, Yun Wanli unleashed a torrent of heroic spirit.
So what if you, Li Fan, are like Xu Mang!
Watch as I, Yun Wanli, slay you.
The golden sun filled Li Fan's eyes.
He closed his eyes and grasped the seal of annihilation with both hands.
Lift up, then lower down.
Layers of golden waves surged forth, spreading in all directions.
The dense internal energy was like burning golden fireworks.
The shattered ice layer emitted large amounts of white steam.
Just as the power of the golden sun reached its limit, everything came to an abrupt end.
A jet-black blade flashed, shooting towards the sky.
A golden sun burst forth from within.
The power out of control, even forgetting that it's out of control.
At the center of the sun, Yun Wanli stared blankly.
He couldn't understand why Li Fan's strength hadn't been affected at all.
Of course, he didn't need to figure it out.
The golden scimitar shattered into pieces, crashing to the ground with a clanging sound.
Yun Wanli's burly body was split in two as if it were a piece of paper.
Then, as it fell, it disintegrated into a bloody mist.
The young master of the Azure Eagle Clan, a top expert on the icy plains.
Yun Wanli, a martial artist at the peak of the tenth rank of Dharma Manifestation, has perished!
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