Ancient Ancestral Gods

With the outbreak of the war, the merchants army headed straight towards the south. The armies of Godly Armored Army and Da Xia suddenly appeared and pounced towards them.    

    

The merchants who had thought that victory was already in their grasp were all stunned. Why had so many armies suddenly appeared in Grand Xia? The south had been heavily obstructed, and there were even signs of them being forced to retreat.    

    

The war had begun, and the brutal war had begun. Smoke and dust were rising from the desert, filling the air.    

    

Explosions rang out as blood splattered everywhere and people continued to fall.    

    

In the vast sea of people, the huge flag with the word "Shang" dancing in the wind suddenly fell down and was taken away.    

    

Around the broken pole, corpses lay on the ground. Blood covered the golden desert, and the thick smell of blood and sweat mixed together in the air. It was pungent and unpleasant, making the scene extremely miserable.    

    

The war continued, however, with the fall of the flag, the large merchants' army was thrown into disarray. The atmosphere among the large merchants and soldiers nearby was tense. Their flag had actually been taken away by someone.    

    

"Let's go!" The generals who are guarding the flag will be back soon. " Xiao Fan, who was disguised as the Great Shang Army, kept the banner of the Great Shang and left with the thirty-one of them.    

    

However, how could the surrounding Grand Shang Army let Xiao Fan and the rest leave?    

    

Xiao Fan waved his palm, releasing a gold light aura. One after another, sword beams released three times the force of the attack, causing people to fall, blood flying everywhere, limbs flying everywhere.    

    

The roar of a tiger rose as the wind from his fist whistled. A terrifying amount of energy exploded out as a golden fist struck out. Yet another figure fell to the ground.    

    

Xiao Fan led the way in front, Bai Qing, Mo Leng, Quan Zhenqing, Li Qian and the others followed behind, slaughtering their way out.    

    

Looking from afar, one could see that among the vast shadows of the merchants, the blood-red road that was laid out as a corpse was quite eye-catching.    

    

The commotion grew louder and louder as more and more men rushed over in an attempt to snatch back the military flag.    

    

The pressure on Xiao Fan and the rest increased, but it became even more ferocious. With one punch, more than a dozen of their lives were taken.    

    

The reason they were able to successfully obtain the banner this time around was because Xiao Yun had already planted a spy in the business world.    

    

The banner of the Great Shang was guarded by an elite team of thousands of people, and there were two generals responsible for guarding it, one of them was a spy arranged by Xiao Yun.    

    

When Xiao Fan and the rest disguised themselves as the Great Shang Army soldiers and approached the banner, the spy secretly lured the other officer away. When the defending troops were not prepared, Xiao Fan and the rest launched a surprise attack and obtained the banner of the Great Shang in one go.    

    

After the banner was taken, the people of the large merchants all rushed towards Xiao Fan's group of thirty-two.    

    

No matter how many corpses were lying on the ground in front of them, they continued to rush forward without hesitation, wanting to tear Xiao Fan and the others apart to retrieve the banner.    

    

It was a pity that no strong opponents could stop Xiao Fan and the rest.    

    

Even some first stage Life Star Realm captains who had rushed over confidently were mysteriously killed by Xiao Fan. Even to their deaths, they did not understand how they were killed by an ant of the third stage of the Astral Soul.    

    

Although they did not have any opponents for the time being, Xiao Fan and the rest were extremely anxious. They had to leave as soon as possible and return to the Da Xia Empire camp.    

    

This was because the high-ranking officer guarding the flag was rushing back, and his aura was getting closer and closer.    

    

That person's aura was at least at the peak of the second stage of the Fated Star Realm.    

    

If the other party caught up to them, they would probably be finished. After all, they were fighting over the military flag and nothing else.    

    

The deafening cries of slaughter echoed in the air, causing one's heart to tremble.    

    

As time passed, the muscular figures of the soldiers of Grand Xia all rushed to the front. From the air above, it seemed as though waves of waves were undulating on the surface.    

    

A sound that could shake the world came out from their mouths. Their momentum surged up, ferociously attacking the enemy camp while a large number of people in front of them fell down.    

    

The enormous killing aura and the impact that was as fierce as the tide caused many of the merchants to feel an inexplicable fear, and they even had the urge to retreat.    

    

Arrows flew in the air and exploded with power. They tore through the air and tore through the air like locusts. Soldiers were hit by the arrows and fell to the ground dead with hatred.    

    

"Thief, where are you going? Hand over the military flag!"    

    

Just as Xiao Fan and the rest were bathed in blood and fighting to break out, a terrifying voice came out, from afar, a figure could be seen rushing over quickly.    

    

"You guys hurry up and leave, I'll stop him." Xiao Fan handed the banner to Bai Qing and one of them rushed forward, striding to meet the enemy.    

    

The newcomers were too powerful. Even he would find it difficult to fend them off, much less the others.    

    

He was the only one who had the ability to resist. If he didn't step out and defend himself, no one would be able to escape.    

    

But Bai Qing and the rest did not leave, following closely behind Xiao Fan.    

    

They knew that the newcomers were strong, and that even Xiao Fan was unable to resist them, thus their individual combat power was limited.    

    

However, they were all third-grade Astral Soul elites. Thirty-two of them working together might still have a sliver of hope.    

    

Furthermore, Xiao Fan was the younger brother of the Godly Armored Army's commander. They had abandoned Xiao Fan just like that, and if anything happened to him, they would have to suffer the wrath of Xiao Yun and Xiao Feng when they return.    

    

The leader who was guarding the flag arrived filled with rage, he aimed at Xiao Fan and the rest and swung his fist, striking them down.    

    

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!    

    

The fist landed, a powerful force descended, only the frontline of the punch, causing the golden desert to collapse, causing Xiao Fan and the others to cough out blood, instantly being severely injured.    

    

Xiao Fan and the rest did not dare to imagine, if they were struck by a fist, wouldn't they instantly become scum.    

    

However, Xiao Fan and the rest did not accept this fate.    

    

In an instant, the countless palms and fists intertwined as sword light flashed. The entire sky erupted with a blazing light and a huge explosive force caused the surrounding area to be swept up into a tornado and churned up a thousand layers of sand.    

    

The opponent was simply too strong, the attacks of Xiao Fan and the others only neutralized a bit of the opponent's power. Everyone was punched, their sternum shattered, and they were flung several hundred meters away, heavily injured once again.    

    

"You dare steal the military flag, go to hell!" That person howled in rage, as a deafening explosion of energy seemingly capable of ripping apart the void.    

    

With a wave of his hand, a terrifying might erupted forth as a gigantic fist slammed down with unparalleled might. That fist strike alone was sufficient to shatter a small mountain.    

    

At that moment, Xiao Fan and the rest were shocked, the aura of death was slowly approaching them.    

    

At this moment, each of them was heavily injured. In front of such an expert, there was no chance for them to escape. This might be their last chance.    

    

However, a silver-white figure that was as resplendent as a shooting star instantly appeared in front of everyone.    

    

Seeing that, everyone was overjoyed, Xiao Feng, the great savior had arrived.    

    

Everyone saw Xiao Feng wave his hand, with one palm, the palm flew out, easily dispersing the envoy's attack.    

    

At the same time, he was like a descending god. With a single step, he arrived before the banner holder.    

    

His palm struck down on the flag-keeper's body. There was no explosion of energy nor fluctuation of aura. His speed was as fast as lightning. His body exploded in the air and vanished into thin air.    

    

Looking at this scene, other than Xiao Fan, the rest were all dumbstruck. Their hearts were all shaken, Xiao Feng was so strong, so powerful that it was terrifying, he did not reveal any of his killing intent, and just like an ant, he killed the man guarding the flag.    

    

At the same time, the Grand Xia Army continued to rush forwards.    

    

"How is it? Have you obtained the military flag?!" Xiao Feng appeared by Xiao Fan's side and sent a stream of star power into Xiao Fan's body.    

    

"We got it!" Xiao Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and nodded.    

    

"You've done well, come back with me!" Xiao Feng revealed a satisfied smile towards everyone.