Fang Fan avoided them not because he couldn't beat them, but because he didn't want to leave too many traces of the battle and attract high-level puppets that would really bring danger.
Just like the nearly innate Wei military generals in the Wei Palace, Xianyang is definitely not that smart. The ninth-level twelve golden men are also fighting puppets in a sense. This shows that their dangers cannot be underestimated.
So if he really wants to take action, these Great Qin Tigers, who were at most six levels of cultivation during their lifetime, cannot be his opponents, and there is no room for him to fight back.
In reality, there is no saying that death is three times better.
but......
"Are you still alarmed?"
Fang Fan raised his head and looked into the distance. He could hear noisy footsteps and the sound of metal colliding in all directions, approaching quickly.
Obviously, the imperial troops stationed in Xianyang Palace have been alarmed by the battle just now.
Even though Fang Fan tried his best to cover up the fluctuations in spiritual power, he did not hide it after all.
Upon discovering this, Fang Fan did not hesitate at all and ran directly towards the palace.
Crossing tens of meters in one step, he arrived inside the palace in an instant and quickly headed towards the location of the sensor.
At this moment, Fang Fan felt his eyebrows beating, and the Emperor Xuan's true form was only a wall away from him.
This is not the main hall, but a side hall, but it seems to be the palace owner's bedroom. Fang Fan saw a gorgeous big bed here, and a table next to the big bed.
There were several things lying quietly on the table, including a black stone slab, an exquisite sculpture as big as a fist, and the rest were a few scrolls of bamboo slips.
Fang Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart and without any hesitation, he directly lifted the table and put it into the dragon-patterned jade pendant.
After taking away the table, Fang Fan didn't stop at all. He didn't even enter the main hall, which was just around the corner. He just let go of his speed and flew towards the outside.
The chaotic and orderly footsteps outside have reached Fang Fan's ears, and the imperial army is approaching.
Fang Fan's face was serious, and he rushed forward. The distance of less than a kilometer passed by in an instant, and he arrived at the palace he came out of in a blink of an eye.
Find the wall again, pry open the strips of stone bit by bit, pry off three or two pieces, then jump directly in sideways, and then quickly fill the strips of stone with your hands and feet.
Buzz!
Energy coverage, formation formation.
Fang Fan stood completely behind the stone wall, motionless, and did not go down the secret passage.
Holding your breath, even your spiritual power was restrained, not daring to be exposed at all, and you tried your best to restrain all your breath.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be clearly heard, and there should be only two walls away from Fang Fan, no more than ten meters away.
Fang Fan held his breath, closed his eyes, and used his ears to catch the slightest sound.
Slowly, a three-dimensional diagram gradually took shape in Fang Fan's mind. Although it was not very accurate, it was enough for Fang Fan to determine its approximate location.
Fang Fan suddenly discovered that there were more than a thousand imperial troops arriving, scattered in all directions, forming a circle, searching bit by bit, and tightening towards the center bit by bit.
Although he couldn't see it, Fang Fan seemed to have imagined that scene in his mind.
Soldiers in heavy armor held up square heavy shields that were taller than a man, and the shields formed a long shield wall.
Behind the shield soldiers were some heavily armored Da Qin tiger warriors, holding long swords and placing them on the shoulders of the heavy shield infantry.
It's like a hedgehog with thorns.
Behind them, there is a team of archers or crossbowmen. The strings of the Qin crossbows in their hands have been tightened, and the armor-piercing crossbows that can penetrate heavy armor have been ready to fire.
And above their heads, the extremely dark cloud of evil energy has spread all over the city. Under the control of the guard, it is approaching the front to suppress the enemy.
Fang Fan shuddered a little when he heard these voices.
Because of the fighting qualities of these great Qin tigers, even if they were dead, they would already have such a tacit understanding by instinct that they could form a killing formation without the need for command.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the killing formation is absolutely impossible. The Qin Tiger Ben, who still retains the strength of the fifth level, will not be an opponent if he forms a formation and the evil spirit cloud is formed.
Coupled with the forbidden air formation in Xianyang Palace, Fang Fan would not be able to escape and would be piled to death here alive.
Yes, Fang Fan is indeed innate, and his pure strength can be compared to the existence of a ten-thousand-member army-level military soul.
But this does not mean that Fang Fan alone can massacre and defeat an army of ten thousand people with generals.
It can be said that if Fang Fan is given an army of a thousand men with a cloud of evil spirit, then Fang Fan can lead them to counterattack a 20,000-man army with a cloud of evil spirit and generals.
This is Fang Fan's strength, the strength of the sixth level. The strength he can exert alone is already stronger than what his opponent can exert at the 10,003th level.
But if Fang Fan doesn't have an army or a cloud of evil energy, then instead of 20,000 people, a full army of 10,000 average level three troops can pursue Fang Fan.
There is no way, Military Soul Shayun's restraint on spiritual power is innate and completely restrained.
In the evil cloud of military souls, Fang Fan's spiritual power is limited, and whether he can leave the body is a problem. If he can exert 100% of his strength, Fang Fan will still be powerful.
In this case, Fang Fan simply cannot kill ten thousand people, and ten thousand legions can kill him.
Of course, if Fang Fan wanted to escape, as long as he was not surrounded in the center of the army, escaping should not be a problem.
After all, as long as he is not under the evil cloud of military souls on the opposite side, Fang Fan's spiritual power is not restricted and he is still the master.
This is the relationship between spiritual power and evil spirit clouds, and this is why Fang Fan attaches so much importance to military formations. In legion battles, except for the summoned military souls at the ultimate level, normal battles are still collectivism after all, and there is no such thing as ten thousand soldiers.
It's a matter of killing people and massacring an army by one person.
Of course, if Xiantian is shameless and relies on mobility, just hanging around the periphery every time, then given enough time, space and opportunity, it is not impossible to kill the entire army.
But this is another matter, so I won’t go into details. After all, it all depends on the operation in the end.
Fang Fan waited quietly, becoming more and more aware of the danger. He did not dare to move at all, he would really die...
The Da Qin Tigers outside searched the encirclement bit by bit, searching and investigating in a carpet-like manner, leaving no loopholes.
If Fang Fan was really inside, the hidden space would be swallowed up bit by bit, and he would eventually be discovered, surrounded tightly, and fight until he died of exhaustion.
Recently, Fang Fan even heard that the Great Qin tiger entered the palace where he was to search, and came to this room to search. There was only a wall between him.
However... after all, they still didn't find it. The Great Qin tiger retreated, and Fang Fan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. After descending into the secret passage, he began to check his beast soul.
The first thing that bore the brunt was the black stone slab that Fang Fan had been waiting for for a long time. There was a complex yet concise, straightforward yet mysterious stone carving on it.
