blogombal Chapter 712
Chapter 712
Feng Shatian glanced at "Li Qing".
Luo Fanchen wanted to slap this general in the face, and you also want to slap this general in the face?
Ha!
It's a pity that there is only one Luo Fanchen in the world, and he is dead.
This Li Qing,
Who do you think you are?
Just a clown who doesn't know his own limits.
Feng Shatian shook his head and stomped into the void and left. Feng Yi's betrayal was particularly difficult. It was not only a problem of losing a commander and two deputy commanders, but also the morale of the army was going to be dispersed.
After all, Feng Yi had a very high prestige in the legion before. He could be regarded as a representative of extreme efforts and was respected by countless people.
Now that even the Emperor of Efforts has betrayed to the enemy camp, you can imagine how devastating it is to the faith of the grassroots soldiers.
The power of the Blood Demon Cult to deceive people is too strong.
Luo Fanchen watched Feng Shatian leave. When he retracted his gaze, he saw the eyes of the major commanders and centurions around him, as if they were looking at a monkey.
In less than a month, it is a fantasy and impossible to catch up with the record of the eighth-level strongman who fought hard for more than half a year.
Let alone you are just a soul king, even if you are a genuine eighth-level, what can you do?
If merit points are really that easy to obtain, I am afraid that the military camp would have been bankrupted by the exchange.
Luo Fanchen's behavior made the commanders and centurions who wanted to get along with him feel disgusted and distanced themselves from him.
After all, not taking merit points seriously means that you don't take the merits of the soldiers' bloody battles seriously. Do you think this merit is easy to get?
How can human life be so worthless!
The commanders who were willing to say hello and make friends yesterday all looked unfriendly at this moment. There was no mockery, but they all left indifferently.
After everyone left quickly as if avoiding the plague god, only Xiao Fengxian stayed.
She came over and comforted Luo Fanchen, saying, "The soldiers are straightforward and won't hide their feelings. They will show their dissatisfaction. Don't blame them. It's just that what you said is too difficult to accomplish."
"In fact, they still admire and respect you for being able to find the traitor."
"Hmm?"
Luo Fanchen showed a strange look: "Why comfort me? Isn't my mood pretty good? After all, the place for the competition is already in the bag."
"Leave the words of comfort to your uncle and others."
"Ah?" Xiao Fengxian was stunned.
Luo Fanchen sighed and looked at the cold battlefield in the north:
"How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"
Luo Fanchen said in his heart,
It is common for the strong (hanging on the wall) to be misunderstood. The result will be revealed in a month.
Seeing the man's mysterious self-confidence, Xiao Fengxian's rosy little mouth twitched slightly: "I feel that although you are wearing a mask now, you are more ferocious than before, just like taking off your disguise..."
Luo Fanchen hugged his arms with both hands, the corners of his clothes rustled in the wind, and smiled: "You give yourself the identity when you go out. Li Qing is pretending to be cool, what does it have to do with me, Luo Fanchen!"
"Bang!"
"Hey, you tiger woman, why are you kicking me!!"
Xiao Fengxian felt that the upper of her shoes was dirty,
pulled out the silky and beautiful feet like Tianshan Snow Lotus from the white silk stockings, kicked Luo Fanchen's buttocks, and then said seriously:
"The situation on the battlefield now Boyun is more treacherous than you think. "" Blood Demonism is not just a strong problem, but weird. It is difficult to kill. Deeply said: "Big wounds." "???" Xiaofengxian first stunned, and then realized that his skin was tight, his cheeks were crimson, and the lotus -like lotus feet kicked forward and went straight to Luo Fan's chest. " The meat's calf was scratched gently, which caused Xiaofengxian to numb, like an electric shock. Looking at the empty surroundings, Xiao Fengxian blushed, lowered her head and spat:
"Rogue."
"It's better to die outside! Otherwise, I don't know how to harm people in the future!"
In the central area of Fengzi Camp,
Luo Fanchen stopped in front of a white jade stele over 100 meters high.
On the stele, rows of golden characters shone from top to bottom, showing its sharpness.
"Phoenix Camp Top 100 Battle Merit List!"
He first took a look at the battle merit description next to it,
Killing a four-ring blood demon monster and carrying its head can be exchanged for one point of battle merit.
Killing a five-ring monster will earn you seven points.
Killing a six-ring monster will earn you forty-five points,
Killing a seven-ring monster will earn you three hundred and fifty points,
Eight rings, four thousand points.
As for killing the nine-ring blood demon monster, no merit points were shown, only a glaring sentence.
"Come, come, come!"
"This God of War, you take the seat, this Phoenix Camp General, you take the position, and you can allocate resources as you like!!"
Luo Fanchen didn't expect that such a solemn and serious war merit introduction stone tablet would have such a sentence, but it also indirectly highlighted that it was considered impossible to kill the demonized extraordinary, at least in the Phoenix Camp.
Luo Fanchen's heart trembled, and he took this situation seriously.
After all, he had only practiced for a short time, and his major methods had not yet reached the peak. The six-ring body fighting against the eighth level was so shocking that no one dared to believe it. It was too early to kill the nine-ring demon that all the righteous extraordinary people could not kill.
Of course, except for the desperate wall-hanging method, but to be honest, Luo Fanchen really didn't dare to do it this time. He really died last time without the support of the Grand Marshal.
But his goal was not to kill Chaofan, but to reach the first place on the Fengying Merit List!
He looked up directly from the tenth place.
The tenth place on the Merit List, Song Qing: 1,936 merit points.
…
Sixth place, Yuan Ming: 2,651 merit points.
Fifth place, Tang Song…
Fourth place, Qin Han…
Looking all the way to the top three, the names suddenly magnified, dazzling and extraordinary, hanging at the top for countless soldiers to admire, but one of the names seemed extremely ironic at the moment.
Third place, Feng Mu: 3,967 merit points.
Second place, Feng Yi: 4,500 merit points
First place, Feng Jiantang: 7,600 merit points.
"Even this Feng Yi was considered a hero in the past."
"He just changed his mind."
Luo Fanchen bowed to the Merit Stele, not despising himself because of his own strength.
No matter how powerful he is, if there are no other warriors and soul masters fighting bloody battles, he can't protect the people he wants to protect now. I'm afraid there is no Northwest Front in the Soul Martial Continent, which has long been infected by the destruction of the Blood Demon Cult.
"It can be seen that this eighth-level demon is difficult to kill."
"Even as strong as Feng Jiantang's merit points can't kill two eighth-level demons. It is very likely that they are accumulated from killing seventh-level and miscellaneous soldiers in the past six months."
Luo Fanchen took a deep breath, his eyes became cold,
He joined the war half a year late, so let him kill those who others can't kill.
He took a step back,
and bowed to a huge stone tablet with dense names engraved on it next to the merit list.
There are soul saints and soul masters engraved on the stone tablet, all of which are warriors who will always stay on the battlefield, exuding a desolate and iron-blooded atmosphere, telling the sadness and cruelty of war.
Luo Fanchen got up and found the merit exchange book on the table.
Want to exchange source stones and cultivation resources...