The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

If in a normal war, the leader is killed, morale will definitely fall to the bottom, or even give up resistance, it is not impossible to choose to surrender.

But the Zhinu tribe is different. They seem to be natural warriors, and they are killed by the poisoning, not only did not have a positive effect, but it made their fighting spirit even higher!

"Human pigs go to death, my slave soldier will kill you all!"

"Kill, kill, don't let anyone else pig!"

The ferocious roar began to reverberate on the battlefield, and even every one of the slaves was still faintly releasing a black breath.

That black breath is evil spirit!

As soon as the suffocation came out, the situation took a turn for the worse. The members of the Royal Academy who had already gained the advantage were suppressed again, and even Xiao Liu nearly died.

If it were not for Li Chengfeng's speed, Xiao Liu was afraid that he would be separated at this moment.

This scene gave the people of the Royal Academy a great shock, they began to fear, began to be afraid, and their fighting spirit was a little bit consumed.

The blood brought by Chen Fan had been exhausted, and some people even wanted to escape.

Facing the oppressive force that seemed to be natural, no one could resist except Chen Fan's steadfast heart, and Li Chengfeng who grew up in the temper of blood and fire.

Li Chengfeng saw all this in his eyes. In fact, he had expected this kind of thing a long time ago. When he first went to the battlefield that year, he was no different from the teenagers in front of him.

Zhinu was not afraid of death or injury, and even the heavier the injury, the more ferocious he was, and the stronger his evil spirit.

In such a situation where there is a trade-off, who can resist?

"Perhaps, everything is a little too hasty, after all, they are just a group of children." Li Chengfeng thought secretly.

But Chen Fan below didn't think so. He waved a sword to cut off the head of the Sun Slave beside him, and immediately blasted the Sun Slave with an inch of punch with the other hand. Chen Fan directly uttered a powerful roar: "Give me all. Cheer up!"

"Do you still want to turn back into **** again? Do you still want to see the iron hoof of the slaves make my souls in the Profound Kingdom burn out!"

"The family and the country are righteous, and the personal honor and disgrace life and death, what can I do?"

"Look at your side, the Zhinu tribe regards me as a pig and dog, and beheads me at will. In the face of such humiliation, can you just watch!"

Chen Fan's voice was about to scream, he didn't hesitate to consume spiritual power to bless his voice, and even the chirp on the side roared for help while performing illusions to manipulate the mind of the slave.

"Looking back, behind you is Xuan Jing, that is your home, your relatives, friends, lovers, all there, facing the slaves, how do you retreat!"

"Could it be that only by seeing the destruction of your hometown, the massacre of your loved ones, and the abuse of your lover can you awaken it!"

"Stand up all for me! You are knives, knives that pierce the enemy's heart!!!"

Following Chen Fan's last words, everyone broke out with earth-shattering roars at the same time!

"We are knives, knives that pierce the enemy's heart!"

This sentence seemed to be an impression that could never be erased, and it was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts. In an instant, the fighting spirit broke out!

It turned out again from the originally suppressed disadvantage!

Li Chengfeng in mid-air was shocked. He had never thought that Chen Fan would be able to force everyone to rekindle the flames of war in a few words.

The flame can even extinguish the evil spirit!

This is also the first time that Li Chengfeng has been fighting for half his life.