As soon as he joined the battlefield, Yasuo didn't have any nonsense, and directly began to harvest, facing this black oppressive head, he just wanted to be happy.

After killing Penclave, he was promoted by one level again, and he was able to make up for the loss of being forced to upgrade E in order to deal with the other party.

"Aha!"

Yasuo became more and more excited, and at this moment he was thinking about whether he could still be promoted to a higher level, as long as he was upgrading to a higher level, he would be able to "empathize with him".

"Face the wind, don't run!"

Thinking of this, Yasuo looked excited, as if he had turned into a harvesting machine.

Originally, the situation was not favorable to the "Lighthouse", but now that a killing god was suddenly added, the pirates had already fled with their heads in their hands.

"Kill!"

"Boss Yasuo, when the battle is over, can you teach us the Wind Sword Technique."

The heroic tribe was in full swing, and all the members silently came to Yasuo's side to fight, and one of them was preaching with adoration on his face.

"Yasuo, Boss I'll too."

"And me."

The butterfly effect came quickly, and Yasuo completely conquered the members present with his practical actions, laying a solid foundation for his future status.

Seeing this scene, Dorus and Takri didn't know what to say, but the precarious situation was completely reversed by the addition of Yasuo.

Looking at this posture, the members of the Hero Tribe have already won the battle, and under the leadership of Yasuo, they have turned into a pack of evil wolves, and it seems that the personnel of the Navy and the Town Guard Department have become dispensable.

"After this battle, I'm afraid he will be a real swordsman."

It occurred to Dorus that his gaze at Yasuo had completely changed, and at this moment, he finally understood what Lieutenant General Sakasky had said to him before leaving.

"Dorus, never underestimate Bergerov, although he is my nephew, everything he does is unpredictable, believe me, no matter what he will ask you in the future, promise him unconditionally, it will not hurt you."

Now that he thought about it, Dorus was even more convinced that compared to the rest of the West Sea, the town of Taotao under his jurisdiction was calm, and he firmly believed that as long as Berger Porov was there, no one would be able to break the peace.

This is equivalent to one more patron saint in disguise, which is undoubtedly a huge help for the 69th Division of the Navy, and Dorus knows very well that this is an invisible credit, and when the harvest comes, he will definitely make himself soar.

Although he knew that this attack was mainly aimed at Bergerov and the Hero Horde, Dorus was not a fool, he knew that even if the other party was not there, such a battle would come sooner or later tonight.

"Colonel Dorus, what do you think of Bergeroporov." At this time, Tarkri leaned over to Dorus and asked seriously.

"He's going to be a pivotal figure in the West Sea." In a simple answer, Dorus continued to join the fight.

Takre looked at the other man's back, and then his gaze fell on Yasuo, and his expression became determined.

"I now understand how far-sighted Mayor Gael's decision was."

The form here is very good, but it is not easy to say on Bergerov's side, everyone understands that at this time, it can't help at all, the only thing to do is to believe in the boss and end the battle here quickly.

"Boss Yasuo, how is it?"

"We want to worship you as a teacher."

"I want it too."

"Boss Yasuo, Wind Swordsmanship."

The members of the Hero Tribe have turned into Yasuo's little fan brothers, constantly pestering each other after the battle.

"It's not impossible to learn the Wind Sword Technique, but you must be prepared to face death, are you ready to do so?" Yasuo said solemnly.

"Haha, Boss Yasuo, please rest assured, we all eat on the tip of a knife, and we have already tied our heads to the waistband of our trousers."

Many members shouted with a guaranteed ticket, their faces filled with excitement.

"It's not enough to have enlightenment, you must have your own righteousness in your heart."

"Boss Yasuo, please rest assured, under the patient teaching of the boss, we have all been reborn and fought for the hero tribe."

"Long live the Hero Tribe!"

"Roar."

"Then there's no problem."

"Great, thank you, Boss Yasuo."

"Brothers, kill."

"Wait!"

"What's wrong with Boss Yasuo?"

"Give me a shout of 'Haza', and give me the head, you are all young, so let me bear the sin." ”

"Ah, Boss Yasuo, you're so nice."

"It's for our sake."

"Oh roar, I'm going to follow Boss Yasuo closely."

"Woo, that's so impressive."

Hearing Yasuo's words, many members were so moved that they couldn't help but burst into tears, and their eyes lit up with gold stars and they made vows one after another.

"This is the introductory way to learn the sword art of the Wind, remember, the teaching begins now." Yasuo was unmoved, and reminded righteously.

"Oh, Boss Yasuo, we see."

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that they shouted slogans one after another.

"Kill, Haza."

"Roar, Hazah."

"Die, Haza."

"Slow down, brother, I have to give up the head to Boss Yasuo."

A member of the Hero Tribe saw that his companion was about to solve the enemy with a single sword, and hurriedly stepped forward to block the knife, and anxiously reminded that such a strange scene continued to be staged in the battle.

This made the personnel of the Navy and the Town and Health Department all show strange looks, and they were a little restrained for a while, after all, it was a life-and-death battle, but they were a little hesitant, whether to give up their heads to Yasuo, it seemed that shouting slogans was not a big deal.

"Ha, Sa, give."

"Hazah."

It didn't take long for many navies to learn awkwardly in order to follow the general trend, which seemed to indicate that a certain spirit called "Hasa-giving" was spreading.

Boom, boom, boom.

On Bergerporov's side, the surroundings have been battered, but fortunately, the winery is big enough and has so many buildings for them to squander.

However, it is inevitable that the heart is dripping blood, and for Bergerov, it is the white Bailey who is destroyed.

"It's not bad, do you think you can win at close range, despair, Iron Fortress."

Rumble.

In vain, Fore's body began to swell, and he was seen to quickly attach a hard iron plate to his body.

"Hey, hey, the battle over there seems to be coming to an end." Facing For, who was no longer human, Bergerov said with a smile.

"Young man, I don't believe you don't know, it's the two of us who really decide the outcome of this battle." Faure said earnestly.

"This is obvious, don't think that if you wear a turtle shell, you will think that you will win."

"Haha, young man, I admit that your body is strong, but in the face of absolute power, you are not enough to see at all."

"Yes."

Whew, whew.

Zizizizi, zizizi.

Faure stopped talking, white steam rose all over his body, and his eyes showed a cold color, and he attacked decisively.

"Die, young man, steel punch."

Berger Porov did not have the slightest fear, he came first, and the ghosts around him instantly overlapped, and the fierce impact burst out in an instant.

Sonorous!

Rumble!

After a violent collision, Berger Porov was the first to be smashed out, sending a thick cloud of gas dust from where he landed.