.
Although Yan Huang, War King, and Feng Xi are here.
Their morale has not dropped to the bottom, but year after year, one can imagine the depression and depression in their hearts.
He knows it very well. ??
The two armies fought.
Morale is particularly important, even in some aspects, more important than those pills!
Obviously.
Kill a young war god.
So neat and tidy.
But it was even greater encouragement than what Murong Yan had given them before!
Also at this time.
A monk rushed over in a hurry and conveyed Feng Xi's order.
pioneer?
The sharpest sword?
In an instant, everyone was excited, and the haze and depression in their hearts were once again cleared away!
Obviously.
Feng Xi's grasp of the military's morale has reached a very low level. She knows very well what the border army monks lack most.
A sword!
A sword pointed by the sword, invincible!
And Gu Han.
Just the most suitable candidate!
"cut!"
The fat man muttered softly, his tone slightly sour.
"Isn't he just a vanguard? Who are you trying to bluff? Wait a minute, Fatty has to gain the reputation of being a great vanguard to overwhelm this bastard!"
"Ah."
Zhao Mengyou glanced at him.
"So what about the Grand Vanguard? He is the sharpest sword. What about you? What are you?"
The fat man fell into deep thought.
The toughest shield?
"This kind of stuff."
Gu Han looked at the group of gloomy-looking barbarians with some confusion.
"You dare to call yourself the God of War?"
"Who sealed it? Your war temple is full of trash?"
"Asshole!"
One of the barbarians was furious.
"You bitch, how dare you humiliate my God of War..."
brush!
The words are not finished yet.
A strong wind blew in his face, and the scattered invisible sword energy left traces of blood on his body, but Gu Han had already arrived in front of him!
"you……"
puff!
Before I could speak.<
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A bright light flashed before his eyes, and he felt a chill on his neck, and his consciousness quickly disappeared!
"furious!"
"Kill him!"
"Hang his body outside the Temple of War!"
"..."
The barbarians roared incessantly.
Against the Dayan frontier army, their mentality has always been high and arrogant. Gu Han's words undoubtedly completely shattered their pride!
"Gu Xianfeng!"
Seeing Gu Han trapped in a tight siege.
Then a monk came forward to help.
"Go to hell!"
The fat man folded his arms lazily and watched the show.
"If he can't handle such a small scene, haha, let the fat man take the vanguard seat as soon as possible!"
among these barbarians.
The one with the highest level of cultivation is far behind the fifth God of War, so how can he be Gu Han's opponent?
For a while.
The sword light shines brightly, and tiny invisible sword energy scatters around!
Heads flew up one after another.
Blood was constantly spilled.
But... Gu Han was the only one missing.
He was so fast that no one except the fat man could capture his figure!
Everyone was fascinated to see it.
really!
Gu Xianfeng is the sharpest sword!
After a while.
The barbarians finally couldn't stand it anymore.
It is true that they were savage and fierce, but in the face of such a one-sided massacre, they could not even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes. This feeling made them almost collapse, and the courage in their hearts had long been wiped out!
finally.
After nearly half of them were killed or injured.
The remaining barbarians lost their previous arrogance and fled.
Until now.
Only then did Gu Han appear.
He didn't chase after him. He shook his sword and put it on the neck of a barbarian.
"I forgot to ask, which God of War is the one just now?"
"fifth."
"what about others?"
"No... not coming."
To be continued...