In half an hour.
There was cheering in Dai Xing City.
Some wept with joy, some screamed wildly, some hugged each other, and some laughed loudly.
The battle of destroying the city is over. Daixing city is intact. They and their families have all survived!
God knows how they spent the past more than an hour. Tens of thousands of monsters and more than 500 demon kings besieged Dai Xing City at the same time. Not to mention, the demon clan sent a demon emperor to imprison all the king level strongmen in the garrison.
Without the protection of the king level strong, facing the continuous siege and attack of tens of thousands of monsters, everyone was covered with dark clouds. At that moment, they felt the real doomsday.
But now.
They kept it, the city was not destroyed, the family was not destroyed, and everyone was there!
While cheering, all the martial artists on the head of the city turned their eyes to the bloody Yang Fan people outside the city.
This moment.
These more than 20 Terran masters outside are heroes in their eyes!
Especially Yang Fan, the handsome boy in the uniform of South China martial arts school in Xichu City, was so dazzling and cool at this moment.
If Ren Qingzhi, an Sheng and Mu Qianqian are the heroes of Daixing City, Yang Fan is undoubtedly their Savior.
This time in the city of destroying the city, Yang Fan almost surrounded all the high-level demon beasts at the demon king level, turned the tide and cut all the main combat forces of the demon beasts under the knife.
If we divide the credit for saving Dai Xing City into 100, Yang Fan alone will have 90!
"Yang Fan!"
"Yang Fan!"
"Yang Fan!"
I don''t know who started. It sounds like Zhong Dashan, Yao Chengbin and other students of Qingshan martial arts school.
As soon as Yang Fan''s name was called out, the martial artists around who didn''t know Yang Fan''s name also followed. For a time, the martial artists all over the city were shouting Yang Fan''s name, one by one looking excited and grateful.
Yang Fan looked up at the top of the city and was happy to see the faces of excitement and worship for the rest of his life.
"Brother fan is awesome!"
"Brother fan is mighty!"
Ansheng also came over and began to flatter Yang Fan. Yang Fan glanced at him and nodded gently.
After so long fighting experience, an fatty''s body obviously has a fierce breath.
Kill demons, practice courage and strengthen Qi and blood. That''s it.
Ansheng had been shrinking in the Western Chu City for a long time before. His temperament was polished smooth and lost edges and corners. In addition, he was lack of strength. Few people went out of the city to kill demons. On the whole, he felt a little weak.
But now, after the baptism of the blood of thousands of monsters, she was obviously stiff, and even her flattery voice was much higher than before.
"That''s good!" Yang Fan raised his hand and patted Ansheng on the shoulder. He said with a smile, "if you don''t kill demons and see no blood, what kind of warrior is it? If you want to be my brother and disciple, you must have such a scene in the future!"
Ansheng grinned, and his snow-white front teeth were exposed: "I also feel very good. Looking at these little demon cubs in front of me, their heads were cut off one by one by my spiritual wind blade, I also feel that the thief chicken is cool!"
"If you still have such a chance in the future, please be sure to call Ben Shuai. Ben Shuai will kill all sides again!!"
Ansheng was restless, and his spiritual cultivation was suddenly improved by three levels. He hasn''t fully awakened from the invincible sense of expansion.
Yang Fan smiled silently and didn''t make a sound to remind him that now an pangzi needs this sense of expansion to improve his courage and self-confidence. As long as he doesn''t die, this state is beneficial and harmless to him.
"Master... Brother fan!"
Mu Qianqian also came over, looked at Yang Fan and an Sheng. For a time, he didn''t know what to call Yang Fan.
She is nominally Anson''s fiancee, which should be called as Anson.
However, an Sheng called fan brother and master in front of Yang Fan, which made Mu Qianqian a little confused in the name of Yang Fan.
"Call Master or brother fan. It depends on your own mind. It''s just a title. Don''t be too tangled."
With that, Yang Fan couldn''t help staring at Ansheng. It was the dead fat man who didn''t know his dignity and inferiority, who confused their generations.
Mu Qianqian gently stuck out his tongue and said in a crisp voice, "then I''d better call the master. I''ll teach the way to solve my doubts. The master is very helpful to Qianqian and Qianqian is very grateful."
Only those who have personally experienced Yang Fan''s teaching can understand how lucky the people who can be regarded by Yang Fan and accepted as disciples are.
Mu Qianqian knew very well that she could easily break through the realm of spiritual teacher level 9. It all depended on Yang Fan''s help and favor. She cherished this hard won opportunity.
"I''m a family. I''ll see if I say this." Yang Fan looked at the sweet and lovely little girl in front of him with a light smile and said, "to tell you the truth, your talent is good, especially your savvy is far more than ordinary people. It''s unique. I''m lucky to accept you as a disciple!"
Mu Qianqian was shocked.
What does Yang Fan mean by this? Has he seen his hidden blood talent?
No!
How long have they known each other? They haven''t known each other for three hours since they met. How did he see it?
Blood talent is not a breath of cultivation. You can guess seven or eight with your eyesight and perception alone.
The blood talent of herding thousands of supernatural enlightenment is a high secret among all herders in Beijing. No third person knows about the whole family except the current patriarch and aunt Qing.
But now, Yang Fan obviously means something. He can''t herd thousands of animals. He''s not surprised and thinks more.
"Thanks for your praise, Shifu. In fact, Qianqian''s intelligence is only ordinary, not as good as Shifu said." Mu Qianqian pretended to be shy and lowered his head.
Seeing that she didn''t admit it, Yang Fan shook his head and smiled. He didn''t say anything more. Blood talent can be regarded as personal privacy. It''s normal for herdsmen to be on guard.
If it were not for the existence of expertise and master relationship, Yang Fan could check the attribute status of these disciples at any time. Yang Fan might not be able to find that the little girl has such outstanding savvy talent.
however.
No matter how awesome the supernatural enlightenment is, Yang Fan is not very rare. He doesn''t even have the idea of secretly peeping, understanding and learning.
Without him.
No need.
For ordinary people, they have a strong understanding, which can accelerate their understanding speed when learning skills, and their cultivation of various skills will be far more than ordinary people.
Just like the current shepherd Qianqian, she has five skills in total, but all of them have been cultivated to a full state. At her age, she is absolutely forced to explode. Even many King level strong people don''t have a better understanding of martial arts than her.
But Yang Fan doesn''t need it.
If he wants to learn any skills, he doesn''t need to practice and understand step by step. He just needs to see the martial artists who practice this skill to practice.
If the blood talent of supernatural enlightenment is a plug-in, Yang Fan''s system is undoubtedly the king of force!
That''s it!
"Remember, don''t tell anyone what I preached to you." Yang Fan took a cautious look at Mu Qianqian and said, "otherwise, I''m afraid there''s no way to continue the apprenticeship between us."
Mu Qianqian nodded vigorously: "master, don''t worry, I saved it! This is the secret of the school. Even if it is a close relative of the family, you can''t say it lightly!"
Only imparting a very ordinary spiritual secret skill can help her easily overcome the practice barrier of level 8 spiritual master. If she doesn''t have personal experience and only listens to what others say, Mu Qianqian won''t believe it.
Therefore, she knows how awesome Yang Fan''s auxiliary means are. If it is really spread, even her aunt Qing will not help but capture Yang Fan back to their shepherd''s secret place and force him to improve his cultivation for all the shepherd''s people.
Although the family is important, Mu Qianqian instinctively wants to protect Yang Fan and protect this deadly important secret for Yang Fan.
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction.
The extremely friendly goodwill and loyalty attribute all played a good role at this time. He felt a strong sincerity and respect from the herdsman''s look, um, and endless personal worship.
Yang Fan is in a good mood. He likes this feeling very much.
"Well, all the monsters have been eliminated. It''s time for us to go back to the city!"
Yang Fan greeted them, then looked back at Da Hei, who was still picking up corpses, and Ren Qingzhi, whose face was already black, said in a high voice, "Da Hei! It''s almost all right. You should eat meat yourself and save some soup for others!"
In such a short time, Dahei has swallowed the bodies of nearly 3000 monsters. If Ren Qingzhi didn''t stop losing in time and protect the bodies of hundreds of demon kings and generals killed by Yang Fan, Dahei may have cleaned up the whole battlefield.
"Baba!"
Big black licked his lips and glared at Ren Qing. After that, he flashed back to Yang Fan''s arms, left and right with Xiaohua, and the dog''s eyes stared at the cat''s eyes.
"Dai Xingcheng hasn''t broken the city this time, but the loss is not small at all, so..." Ren Qingzhi looked at Yang Fan with some bad intention.
Dai Xingcheng lost a lot in this battle. The decades of psionic energy reserves were consumed at once, and the corpses of these monsters and demon cores are undoubtedly the best way to supplement them.
Unfortunately, they were all ruined by a big dog.
Ren Qingzhi is distressed, but he also knows that this big dog is Yang Fan''s pet, and Yang Fan has made great contributions in the war to destroy the city. Most of the demon corpses in front of him died in his hands.
Therefore, Ren Qingzhi is not very nice and directly asks Yang Fan for help.
Yang Fan lightly shook his head, raised and patted the dog''s head in his arms, and whispered to Ren Qingzhi, "this silly dog is too greedy, but fortunately there are still a lot of demon king''s bodies left, so it didn''t make a big mistake."
"President Ren doesn''t have to care about me. Just let someone carry these bodies. I''ve got what I want. It''s enough!"
With that, Yang Fan took the cat and dog into the city, followed by an Sheng and Mu Qianqian.