Silence was brief;

Everyone present was stunned by Fan Li's murmured words that sounded like a dream.

However,

In the next moment,

Fan Li pushed his large hand, sending Helian Baozhu, who had been sleeping soundly next to him, directly towards the blind man.

At the same time,

Fan Li's feet lifted off the ground, hooking up the two giant axes previously placed at his feet.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fan Li moved forward, grabbing the axes in one smooth motion, and then, using that momentum, pressed down with both arms, sending the two axes on separate paths.

One path headed for Gesang's head, and the other for Gesang's lower body.

In the somewhat cramped cave space, Fan Li's set of movements could be described as quite fluid, showing no sign of his bulky figure.

Gesang's eyes narrowed.

Originally sitting cross-legged, he suddenly exerted force with his legs, sending his entire body springing backward, choosing not to use his flesh and blood to directly confront Fan Li's axes.

A martial artist's physique was indeed strong. Although the wild men's cultivation path wasn't a pure martial arts path, their body refining methods were not far apart. That so-called indestructible body wasn't non-existent, but at least it had to be at the peak of a martial artist's level, like Sha Tuoqueshi and Tian Wujing, who could rely on their physical strength to ignore weapons and armor for a short time in a chaotic army.

However, Fan Li pressed his advantage, throwing one axe directly at Gesang, while gripping the other axe in his right hand and continuing to advance with a mountain-splitting force.

Simple moves, but revealing a determination to trade life for life at all costs!

No one knew if he was really simple-minded,

But when it came to fighting and killing,

None of the seven Demon Lords had ever lost to anyone.

Gesang leaned to the side, dodging the thrown axe, but as a result, he couldn't build up enough qi and blood again. Facing Fan Li's second round of axes, he could only choose to retreat again.

Taking advantage of the gap that Fan Li had created alone, the blind man carried Helian Baozhu out of the cave, and Xue San, A Ming, and Zheng Fan also followed.

"Take Yao Shi and leave!"

Chen Daxia shouted to the Su girl beside him, drew his sword, and a sword qi roared out, rushing directly past Fan Li's back.

Fan Li sensed something and retreated instead of advancing, perfectly giving way and handing over Gesang, who was about to counterattack after being forced back twice, to Chen Daxia.

Chen Daxia faced Gesang, while Fan Li himself rushed out of the cave.

When Fan Li rushed out of the cave, before he could catch his breath, he saw a group of soldiers in green armor surrounding the area.

"Enemy attack!!"

In the distance, A Tong, who had been on guard outside and was now covered in blood, roared angrily before being beheaded by an officer behind him.

As for A Mu, he was probably in mortal danger as well.

They were the most pitiful, because even if they were vigilant, they didn't expect that this place had already been surrounded, nor did they expect that the first warrior of their tribe was actually a traitor.

The enemy outnumbered them, and the blind man immediately said, "Break through to the east, there are relatively fewer people there."

In the darkness of night, and surrounded, they could only rely on the blind man's guidance to have any hope of breaking through.

Upon hearing this, Xue San was the first to rush into the forest on the east side. The Su girl carried Yao Zizhan in a "princess carry" and, seeing this, also ran towards the east side.

Yao Zizhan was very well-behaved at the moment, knowing that he could only listen obediently at this time. As for what image he had, it didn't matter.

Not far away, the Situ family's soldiers had already rushed over.

"Roar!"

Fan Li roared, not using the remaining axe, but directly hugging a large rock in front of him and smashing it into the crowd.

"Bang!"

A Ming took the opportunity to rush forward. He didn't hold any weapons in his hands, but his nails could always accurately pierce into the unarmored parts of the enemy's body.

Soon, four or five Situ family soldiers were stabbed to the ground by A Ming.

"Clang!"

Zheng Fan blocked a soldier who rushed in front of him with his blade, and his qi and blood spread out, making Zheng Fan's reaction and strength far superior to these soldiers.

After blocking the opponent's weapon, he immediately slashed down, the blade cutting into the opponent's neck, and then kicked the opponent's body away, turning to face another soldier.

"Lord, retreat!"

The blind man's voice rang in Zheng Fan's heart,

"There are more and more people!"

Zheng Fan looked back at the cave. At this moment, a figure flew out of the cave, and several sword lights slashed down, cutting the three soldiers in front of Zheng Fan in half.

Chen Daxia glanced at Zheng Fan and grabbed Zheng Fan's shoulder with one hand, meaning he wanted to take Zheng Fan with him.

Zheng Fan didn't resist. Well, if you want to give me a ride, then give me a ride. Who wouldn't want to hitch a ride?

However, an extremely powerful arrow suddenly shot out.

Chen Daxia had no choice but to change his position, slashing horizontally with his sword and cutting the arrow in half. Then, on the periphery, rows of archers suddenly pressed forward.

"Run yourself, to the east!"

Zheng Fan roared at Chen Daxia, then turned his head and shouted:

"A Ming!"

"..." A Ming.

A Ming's figure came close and stood side by side with Zheng Fan.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!!!!!!!"

Arrows rained down, and Zheng Fan was running frantically towards the east, while A Ming maintained the same speed as Zheng Fan. Arrows pierced into A Ming's body.

A Ming remained unmoved, simply a soulless machine for taking arrows.

However, after leaving the cave area and entering the forest on the east side, perhaps because Xue San's earlier entry had disrupted the ambush deployment here, the pressure on Zheng Fan and the others was greatly reduced.

After fighting again, everyone completely disappeared into the forest and began running desperately again.

In fact, after running for a quarter of an hour, there were no pursuers in sight, but everyone showed no intention of stopping, and continued to run with all their might.

This large mountain forest was not suitable for cavalry to move in, so everyone knew very well that whether they could really escape the encirclement and survive depended on their own feet.

Fortunately, on Zheng Fan's side, apart from Yao Zizhan, who was useless, the others were all good in terms of individual quality. Even the Su girl was an eighth-rank martial artist, and she managed to keep up with everyone while carrying Yao Zizhan, a burden.

Helian Baozhu, who was originally in the blind man's arms, had been handed over to Fan Li. When the blind man ran using his telekinesis, he had a feeling of floating on water.

This long run lasted for more than an hour, which was equivalent to nearly three hours.

Finally, the Su girl couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with Yao Zizhan in her arms, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Clearly, she had severely overdrawn her qi and blood in the previous run.

Seeing this, the others stopped as well, and from top to bottom, they all began to stop and rest.

Zheng Fan spat on the ground, feeling a burning pain in his lungs, so that every time he breathed, it felt like someone was stabbing him with a thin needle.

It wasn't that he hadn't experienced a thousand-mile raid before, but that was on horseback, and with two horses per person. Now it was purely on his own legs, and the degree of exhaustion was completely different.

After sitting down, Zheng Fan licked his lips, which were already chapped and bleeding.

"Lord, drink water."

Xue San took the initiative to hand over the water bag at this time.

Zheng Fan nodded, took the water bag, took several big gulps, and then vomited it all out.

In fact, many professionally trained long-distance runners can also persist in long-distance running for a long time, but that is based on their own rhythm, while Zheng Fan and others were running desperately to escape for their lives, which are two completely different concepts.

A Ming sat down next to Zheng Fan, holding his own water bag and starting to drink water.

He sipped a little bit at a time,

Not because A Ming was reluctant to bleed, but because if he drank too fast, it would leak out.

Zheng Fan turned to look at A Ming and asked:

"Where are the arrows in your body?"

A Ming replied: "They were too heavy, so I just pulled them out when I was running."

Zheng Fan reached out and patted A Ming's shoulder,

"Thank you for your hard work."

He was thanking him for blocking the arrows for him earlier.

A Ming shook his head and said with emotion:

"Lord, if you were sixth rank now, I wouldn't have to work so hard."

"Hehe, so honest?"

"It's a pity that there's no camera, otherwise I could take a picture of this scene, and next time Lord advances, I can pull out the photo album and reminisce with Lord about the glorious years of the past."

"Don't worry, I'll keep it in mind."

"The other meaning of this sentence is that I didn't take it very seriously."

Xue San, who was still rushing to flatter him, immediately said dissatisfied:

"A Ming, how can you talk to the Lord like that? Being able to block arrows for the Lord is a blessing for us subordinates. If I hadn't gone to clear the way first, I would have blocked arrows for the Lord too."

"You?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you blocked the arrows, I'm afraid the Lord would be able to protect the front but not the rear."

"..." Xue San.

Zheng Fan stood up and walked towards Chen Daxia, who was sitting there tearing open his clothes. There was a clear dent on the left chest.

"How's the injury?" Zheng Fan asked.

"I took a punch from him, and he took a sword from me."

"No loss?"

Chen Daxia nodded, "I even made a little profit."

"It seems that your kung fu has improved?"

"Yes, the last time I took a punch from that person, after the injury healed, I felt that my realm had improved a lot."

What else could Zheng Fan say? Apart from being a little too upright, Chen Daxia was simply another "protagonist" template.

As long as he wasn't killed by the big villain, he would immediately have an epiphany after returning.

It was just a pity that Chen Daxia was a Qian country person. If there were no such factors of position, Zheng Fan felt that he would definitely try to trick him into working for him at all costs.

Just then,

The Su girl suddenly said:

"You Jin people are just unreliable!"

Before Zheng Fan and the Demon Lords could react to these words,

Yao Zizhan bowed his hands to the surroundings with some apology and fear and said:

"Everyone, heroes of Yan country, this silly woman's brain is broken, you must not take her seriously."