As Ye Fan's instructions were issued, Qing Cang immediately made a gesture.
Eight hundred soldiers from the Qilin Camp took action suddenly.
They slew like an iron stream, and the submachine gun in their hands opened the safety.
In an instant, they surrounded the soldiers of the other three battalions.
Several unruly thorns wanted to resist and were kicked to the ground on the spot.
Blood splattered on the spot and screamed in pain.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Screams came one after another for a while.
Then, the soldiers of the scout camp, the Golden Camp and the Shadow Camp showed a look of fear.
They temporarily chose to surrender while looking around.
After surrounding, eight hundred Qilin Camp soldiers, erected submachine guns, and stepped forward.
They pressed thousands of soldiers from the Fourth Battalion into a tightly close group.
Then they stopped, but the murderous look and the muzzle in front of them made people not doubt at all—
As long as Ye Fan gave the order, a massacre would appear!
A scout camp leader was furious and shouted angrily, with extremely strong pressure:
"Xia Kunlun, what are you going to do?"
"We are the only people left in the entire Dragon Slaying Hall to give you face. Do you even offend us?"
"You make us unhappy, if we run away, you will be the bachelor commander."
"Don't talk to Deputy Hall Master Zhan at that time, even if you want to collect a piece of information, no one will pay attention to it."
He stared at Ye Fan with a bright look and reminded: "I have been missing for three years. When I come back, I will be a good person with my tail between my legs and don't be troublesome."
The leaders of the Golden Camp and the Shadow Camp also agreed in unison: "Yes, if you are shameless, then everyone will be shameless."
"Your face is not needed!"
Ye Fan carried his hands on his back and replied calmly:
"I just want to tell you that I have the final say in the Dragon Slaying Hall now."
"Whether it is the task you are going to perform or your future life and death, it is up to me."
"So when I speak, you'd better obey unconditionally."
Ye Fan's voice turned cold: "I don't want to fill the coffin on the first day."
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the scout camp leader scouted:
"Kill us?"
"If you have the ability, let's try it?"
"I am the nephew of the Gongsun Family of Xia Kingdom. Do you want to move and see?"
"I am a national defense student sent by Xia Guowu Academy. Are you here to kill me?"
"I, a man with royal blood, also came out to join in the fun, so as not to be too lonely, Xia Kunlun, hahaha!"
Hearing Ye Fan's threat, the soldiers in the scout camp laughed angrily, and patted their chests and walked out to provoke.
Not to mention that they have a great power behind them, even if they have no background, Xia Kunlun would not dare to do anything randomly, otherwise they would be caught by Zhan Jingfeng.
There were shouts one after another, and more than 80 people stood out one after another!
The night wind blows their violent aura even higher.
The scout camp leader stood in front, and he was very willing to die without fear of power.
But anyone who knows him knows that he is the son and nephew of the Zhan Jingfeng family.
In full view of everyone, how dare Ye Fan kill him?
There were some people who wanted to stand up.
But for some reason, they suddenly captured some bloody smell and a faint anxiety from the depths of their hearts.
This feeling stopped them.
They were afraid that they would be the abyss of death that would never be restored by stepping out.
The leader of the scout camp roared: "Kill, kill us!"
Nearly a hundred people followed suit: "Kill us!"
The light pours out, and the cold wind is like a knife!
Everyone was watching Ye Fan, holding their breath to wait for his reaction!
Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled as strong as a flower.
On his face, the majesty of a king who is high above and controls the fate of others is revealed.
He took the cold wind and took a step forward: "Yang Xiyue, take your guard to kill them!"
Yang Xiyue's body moved slightly, but finally stabilized her steps.
Obviously, she was tangled and hesitant and unable to bear it: "Lord of the Palace, they were just impulsive!"
Ye Fan kicked her to the ground and shouted sternly: "Yang Xiyue, are you going to violate my orders?"
Yang Xiyue squeezed out: "They are their own brothers, the soldiers of the Dragon Slaying Hall, and their background..."
"Yang Xiyue, pick up your knife!"
Ye Fan gave an order: "Execute the order!"
At the same time, Qing Cang waved his hand.
Dozens of soldiers from the Qilin Camp rushed in hand and aimed at nearly a hundred guards.
The guards' expression suddenly became solemn.
Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "In ten seconds, if you don't execute the order, I will kill you!"
"Of course, you can also try to resist me with the Guards."
Ye Fan looked at Yang Xiyue with great interest: "I don't mind you pulling your gun and pointing it at me."
"kill!"
Yang Xiyue gritted her teeth and pulled out the silver spear, but she trembled but began to move forward.
She knew that if the command was not executed, the entire 100-man guard would die!
Seeing Yang Xiyue take out her short gun, the guards also pulled out their weapons together.
The murderous intent that flowed from their bodies seemed to distort and deform the air.
The tall body is like a god and a demon, and the guns in his hands are gloomy and dazzling.
"Yang Xiyue, what are you going to do?"
The leader of the scout camp roared: "If you dare to touch me, the Lord of War will definitely kill you."
Yang Xiyue pulled the trigger.
"Bang bang bang--"
Amid the sound of gunfire, the leader of the scout camp screamed and fell to the ground.
Seven or eight blood holes on his body.
"kill!"
Yang Xiyue's eyes turned red and continued to pull the trigger.
The guards also pressed up and sprayed bullets together.
"Bang bang bang--"
Bullets poured like snow.
Screams, roars, begging for mercy, and bloody smell immediately spread over the training ground.
More than eighty thorns quickly fell into a pool of blood.
The scene is quite hideous and terrifying.
Each of them was hit by more than a dozen bullets.
Even so, Miao Fenglang also shuttled back and forth through the corpse, occasionally stomping on the head of the enemy who had not yet died.
Once, it’s like a qualified god of death inspector.
Every time he takes action, it makes everyone in the audience creepy!
This also made the Dragon Slaying Camp warriors feel chill, and Ye Fan is a complete demon!
Although the night wind is strong, the strong bloody smell in the air makes people feel nauseated.
After firing the gun, Yang Xiyue turned pale and then turned around and vomited!
The whole audience quickly became quiet.
Ye Fan took a step forward gently: "Stand up!"
After seeing Ye Fan's ruthless methods, although the soldiers of the Third Battalion were still sad and angry, they did not dare to violate Ye Fan's majesty again.
They hurriedly stood up straight, looked forward and faced each other, and instantly formed four square formations.
And there was no sound between the square arrays.
"I don't care whether you are here to gilt or cause trouble, I don't care whether you hate me."
"I just want to remind you."
"From today, the Dragon Slaying Palace will return to my Xia Kunlun era, and it is the highlight era."
"I don't need you to be so powerful, nor do you be able to do it. I just need you to obey orders."
"And the absolute loyalty to me!"
"Whenever there is a disharmonious voice or confrontation, you will be killed without mercy!"
"I'll tell you another news."
"In addition to more than 80 thorns, Li Wuzong and other leaders of the fourth battalion, as well as Zhan Jingfeng, have all died at my hands."
"You waste and family are nothing compared to these dead big men."
After saying that, Ye Fan waved his hand gently.
Soon, Dugu Shang immediately walked up with a coffin with a man.
The lid was lifted, Li Wuzhi, Xia Wending and others' heads were clearly visible.
Zhan Jingfeng, who was airlifted by Ye Fan, also presented his head in front of everyone wearing a helmet.
Zhan Jingfeng's head is not easy to identify, but the characteristics of the battle suit are still obvious at a glance.
This scene immediately made the soldiers in the audience tremble, their faces showing shock and fear.
They killed more than 80 thorns. Although they were afraid, they believed that Xia Kunlun was ill and rushed to seek medical treatment and established his authority.
They thought Xia Kunlun would cause death, and those wealthy families would join forces to attack.
Coupled with the use of Zhan Jingfeng and others, Xia Kunlun was not enough to cut even ten heads.
But unexpectedly, Zhan Jingfeng and Li Wuzong were all killed by Xia Kunlun.
This is too evil and too powerful.
They felt the power of the Xia Kingdom's God of War for the first time.
Even if he returns from missing for three years, he will be a big killer, turning his hands to clouds and turning his hands to rain to control the overall situation.
This made them feel chilled, and they also straightened their chests again, making the team stand up as tall as ever.
"Very good, I like your tactful look."
Ye Fan was very satisfied with the situation of the soldiers of the Fourth Battalion, and then took out a list and read more than 30 elite guards.
Thirty-six elite guards stood in front of Ye Fan with frowns.
The eyes are disdainful, speculative, solemn, and inquiry, which is very complicated.
After vomiting, Yang Xiyue ran to Ye Fan: "Lord of Palace, what task do you have to hand over to them?"
Ye Fan said lightly to the thirty-six elite guards: "Turn around!"
Thirty-six people bit their lips and wanted to resist, but when they thought of what Ye Fan said to be the ban, they had to turn their backs to Ye Fan.
"Are you here to gilt?"
Ye Fan took a handful of slams and stuffed them into Yang Xiyue's hand and asked lightly.
Then he hugged Yang Xiyue from behind, held her hands and rushed slightly.
Yang Xiyue was hugged and her mind was blank, she squeezed out: "That's right, I'm here to get gilded and get acquainted with qualifications..."
"Okay, I'll teach you this first lesson!"
Ye Fan smiled warmly, then pressed her finger and slammed it hard.
"Dadadada—"
The slight rush suddenly started to ruthlessly.
The warhead poured over the backs of thirty-six people like rain.