Whitehall stared at Han Ming and snorted coldly, leading the veterans of the Baihao Regiment towards the training ground of the Baihao Regiment, while the rookies of the Fire Wolf Regiment all looked at Han Ming's upright back with little confidence, with a sad look on their faces.

They never expected to find a place but didn't find it, and they also put their own captain in, after all, the strength of Han Ming's soldiers to become the captain of the team, Whitehall has long been known to everyone, for fear that others will not know about it everywhere.

A soldier rank challenges an experienced war master rank, and the victory or defeat can be imagined.

"Captain, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, you go quickly, the brothers are here to block them for you, I don't think he will dare to kill anyone. ”

"Yes, captain, there's no need to fall into their traps, it's not a matter of face. ”

One by one, the rookies of the Fire Wolf Regiment took turns to comfort Han Ming, and they didn't want to see Han Ming fight to the death with Whitehall because of their impulsiveness, and finally spilled blood on the White Hao Group.

"You don't have confidence in me like that?" Han Ming turned around and shook his head helplessly, it was not for him to fight across the ranks, not to mention that this time it was only a difference of three small ranks, and his hole cards would definitely surprise Whitehall.

"Soldier vs. Division...... No one can have faith when they hear it. A group of rookies of the fire wolf group sighed secretly in their hearts, all of them were bitter and hateful, worried about Han Ming, although Han Ming was very strict with their training, but they were usually approachable and considerate brothers, especially this time when they heard that Wang Dahu was beaten, and the brothers in their group were blocked to ask for protection money, without saying a word, they came to Whitehall with their swords.

All this made the rookies deeply convinced of Han Ming, but in the face of the strength gap, they still had some lack of confidence!

With the excited shouts of the veterans of the White Hao Regiment, 20,000 people finally arrived at the training ground of the White Hao Regiment, and the veterans of the White Hao Regiment roared and cheered for Whitehall!

"Damn, kill this kid and let him know that the Bai Hao Group is not easy to mess with!"

"Dare to bring someone over to find trouble, you don't have to be polite in Whitehall, teach this kid to be a man!"

"Since you signed a life and death certificate, kill this little white face!"

Hahaha!

A sentence of foul language, a shrill laughter, made the faces of the rookies of the fire wolf group hot, they stared at a pair of angry eyes, their fists were white, and the unwillingness and humiliation in their hearts seemed to be burning.

Han Ming carried the greedy wolf giant sword, walked to the center of the training ground amid the abuse, his eyes swept over the arrogant smiling faces of the veterans of the Baihao Regiment, and suddenly opened his mouth and roared: "A group of cowards, you Baihao Regiment all rely on mouth cannons to kill people?"

This roar directly made all the veterans of the White Hao Regiment slightly stunned, no one expected that the strength of this seemingly gentle and ordinary captain of the Fire Wolf Regiment was not good, but he still had a bit of extraordinary courage to dare to angrily reprimand the 10,000 people of the Bai Hao Regiment like this.

"Damn, Whitehall, come on, kill this kid for me!"

"So arrogant, fuck it!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

All the veterans of the entire Baihao Regiment were enraged by Han Ming's angry rebuke, and Whitehall, which was strongly requested to fight, instantly ushered in the applause of 10,000 people.

Holding a short blade in each of his hands, Whitehall walked up to Han Ming with a cold smile, his jealousy of Han Ming had already been nurtured into an infinite killing intent in his heart.

As soon as Han Ming joined the recruit corps, he dared not to give him face, and dared to obstruct him from collecting the protection fee of the recruits, what is even more hateful is that he is still so close to the flawless ice and jade fire dance in his mind, and what is even more unacceptable is that this kid has unparalleled good luck, whether it is a fluke to win the knock battle or let the fire dance be reused.

All of this burned Whitehall's heart day and night, and Han Ming had to be eliminated so that he could continue comfortably in the army, and it just so happened that Bai Wang also had five hundred military merits to buy Han Ming's head, so it couldn't be better!

"Hahahaha, let's die!" Whitehall roared, killing intent raging in his eyes, and the powerful momentum of the third-order warrior instantly exploded, and a layer of fiery vitality covered the short blades of his hands.

Click!

Whitehall screamed, took a step forward, and his body swept towards Han Ming like a violent wind, and the short blade in his hand was pointed directly at Han Ming's neck.

Ooh!

The vitality of black qi spread out from Han Ming's hand, covering the entire wide sword surface like flowing water.

Warrior Rank!

Whitehall's heart trembled slightly, but he didn't pause in the slightest, and the short blade in his hand swept towards Han Ming's neck even faster.

The surging power awakened inside Han Ming's body, and his seemingly weak body suddenly exuded a fierce beast-like momentum, and all his strength gathered his arms, holding the sword in one hand and slamming down on the short blade in Bai Hall's hand.

Rumble!

It was obviously a weapon exchange, but it made a deafening explosion!

The black energy on Han Ming's sword blade suddenly smashed through the fiery red energy on the short blade of Whitehall, and the fiery black qi with devouring effect burrowed into Whitehall's body like a maggot attached to the bone, and began to destroy.

Yes!

Whitehall stared at Han Ming with a pale face and was shocked, his steps were unconsciously smashed back two steps by the fierce power of the giant sword, and the black qi vitality in his body that was finally suppressed in Han Ming's chaos was only seen to see the long sword with black vitality in front of him form a sword wall and rush towards him.

Boom Boom!

Whitehall kept fending off Han Ming's sword shadow with a short blade in his aching hands, but Han Ming slammed his sword at Whitehall like a tireless beast, as if it wasn't a heavy sword in his hand, and then struck the wild dog's mallet.

In a shocking roar, I saw that the whole person in Whitehall was covered by a sword shadow, his face was pale, he retreated in horror, raised his trembling arm, clenched the short blade in his hand, and constantly resisted Han Ming's frenzied smashing, and every step back would leave deep footprints on the ground.

Seeing Han Ming's fierce scene, the veterans of the Baihao Regiment who were shouting angrily to teach Han Ming a lesson were all with their mouths open, their eyes staring at the battle situation like cow eggs, and they couldn't say a word for a long time.

And those White Hao Regiment captains closed their mouths even more nervously, just imagine if they were in the position of Whitehall, would they be even more ugly than him!

The rookies of the Fire Wolf Regiment were also like the veterans of the Baihao Regiment, but after a while, these rookies glanced at each other, and suddenly let out a wave of cheers.

"Captain mighty!"

"Captain Han Ming Hero!"

"Damn, do you see, it's the captain of our first team!" a member of the first team patted his chest with pride.

Even Zhao Yanlu looked at Han Ming's figure in amazement, his eyes were tender again, it turned out that Han Ming had broken through the battle master rank, and with the rank of a first-order war division, he was able to stabilize the third-order battle division of Whitehall, one can imagine how much effort Han Ming put in to promote the battle master.

Rumble!

Han Ming's big sword was shocked, and all his vitality was released, and then he shook the long sword, standing proudly, his eyes were murderous.

A trace of blood suddenly overflowed from the corner of Whitehall's mouth, and he took five steps back, and the palms of the two short blades trembled and fell down, and the blood left by the tiger's mouth fell silently.

"Good, good, good!" Whitehall looked at the audience, saying three yes in a row, he stared at Han Ming fiercely, regardless of the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and roared angrily: "Since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

Whitehall sneered, the fiery red and scorching vitality on the surface of his body instantly turned blood red, but his pale face was once again hideous and terrifying, as if he was suffering great pain.

"I didn't expect Whitehall to even use the mid-level martial arts of breaking the army, such as burning blood and removing bone spurs. ”

"Yes, yes, this martial art burns the blood of the caster to give the Yuan Qi a fierce attack power like a boning pinprick, even a fifth-order warrior who is two orders higher than Whitehall will scream and groan in pain. ”

"Now the kid on the other side is going to be miserable, hahahaha!"

The captains of the Bai Hao group all knew about this move in Whitehall, so they concluded that Han Ming would lose because of this.

"Death for me!" Whitehall stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, then roared angrily, wielding his twin blades, and swept in, a short blade tearing through the air and stabbing towards Han Ming's waist.

Han Ming raised his giant sword and fiercely blocked its short blade, but when the giant sword made contact with the short blade covered with blood-colored vitality, an unstoppable deboning pain surged towards the meridians of his body.

Well!

Rao is Han Ming is patient like this, and he couldn't help frowning, snorted, and his steps were disordered, allowing Whitehall to take advantage of the opportunity, and the short blade quickly licked Han Ming's lower abdomen.

Whoa!

The military uniform in his lower abdomen was easily torn apart by the short blade, and blood came out violently, and the blood-colored vitality drilled into Han Ming's body along the wound.

"Give me suppression!" The pain of deboning inspired Han Ming's ruthlessness and madness, he roared angrily in his heart, ran the exercises, and suddenly released a rich black light from the ancient characters of the Cutting Heaven, suppressing all the blood-colored vitality that entered his body.

"Death to me!" Seeing that Whitehall wanted to continue, the corners of Han Ming's mouth suddenly hooked up a creepy wild laugh, his hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, his spirit instantly condensed, and the killing intent in his eyes was extremely fierce.

Whitehall suddenly remembered Han Ming's killer move, that is Han Ming's reliance on being able to force back the battle division rank or the battle soldier rank, his heart tightened, and he stepped on the ground on his toes to quickly distance himself from Han Ming, but ......

Scold!

The sword light swept by his waist, and the nervous expression on his face instantly turned into horror and fear, blood gushed out from the wound on his waist, and if he hadn't retreated in time, the sword would have cut him off his waist.

But he knew that Han Ming's terrifying sword could only be used once, and he was tired every time he saw Han Ming use this move, if this sword could not kill the enemy, it would be a desperate sword.

"Hahahaha!" Whitehall laughed maniacally, ignoring the sword wound on his waist; "Han Ming, I see how big a wave you can make, Fei Li Thorn!"

Click.

The soles of Whitehall's feet moved on the ground, the short blade in his hand emitted a bright red light, and the fierce vitality condensed at the end of its blade, this time it was very fast, so fast that the roar of the rookies of the Fire Wolf Regiment to remind Han Ming had not yet been spoken.

It's so fast that Zhao Yanlu doesn't have time to save Han Ming!

"Die!" Whitehall's face was raging with murderous intent, his two eyes bulged out, terrifying and cold, he seemed to have seen Han Ming's appearance when he was pierced through the heart and lungs by a short blade, and laughed heartily, but in the next moment, he noticed Han Ming's calm eyes like a lake, and his heart trembled imperceptibly.