"Originally, the Blood Sword was not going to send troops to support, but this situation can't be taken into account, the Black Evil Brigade will give you a hundred thousand establishments, and the group of people in the Dark Blood Prison will be under your control, how about it?" Although Mo Zixiu and Han Ming met for the first time, both of them were real soldiers, and they didn't talk around the bush, just like two subordinates who had known each other for many years.

"It's no better!" Han Ming showed a hint of joy, it was best for those guys to be managed by themselves, otherwise they might poke out a big basket.

"There are four brigades to support the Mingyao Legion, and when you arrive at Mingyao, except for the war king and the Mingyao officers above the war king, the other war heroes are all on the same level as you, don't worry about it, if the group of people from the proud lion will make you stumble. ”

When Mo Zixiu said this, his voice paused slightly, and suddenly his whole body exuded an extremely violent and murderous aura, he frowned, and said coldly: "Remember not to embarrass the blood sword, I will bear the big basket for you!"

This sentence directly shows Mo Zixiu's attitude towards Han Ming, as well as the hard-core style of the first bearer of the Blood Sword.

The corners of Han Ming's mouth suddenly grinned, and he was smart, and said in an impassioned tone: "Don't worry, I haven't pulled out the teeth of the proud lion!"

"Hahahahaha!" Mo Zixiu raised his head and laughed, and then his face turned solemn, and he said heavily: "The arrogant lion is small, the state is big, the sea clan has wolf ambitions, you have to be careful when you go to the battlefield, but you don't have to worry about it, everything at home, there is a blood sword for you!"

He stretched out his big hand and gently patted Han Ming's shoulder, six words, the words were as heavy as gold, "Zhu Jun, Wuyun is prosperous!"

Han Ming's feet snapped on the ground, his eyes were like stars and moons, and he replied loudly: "If you dare not be crushed by the blood sword, your subordinates will go, and if you don't make a name for the blood sword, you will have no face to come back!"

"Hahaha!" The more Mo Zixiu looked at Han Ming, the happier he became, this was also the time when he laughed the most times in such a period of time, his laughter spread outside the reception hall of the War King, and he could only hear a group of war heroes waiting for the reception outside to feel more awe of Han Ming.

A group of them who had been working in Jiaocheng for a long time, since the Sea Clan invaded the border, they had never heard Mo Zixiu smile so heartily.

Warlord reception hall.

"Okay, our good soldier of the Blood Sword!" Mo Zixiu praised, and then the deep light in his eyes condensed slightly, and asked, "What weapon do you use?!"

Han Ming didn't know why Mo Zixiu suddenly asked this, but he still sacrificed his dark heavy sword, held it with both hands and handed it to Mo Zixiu.

Mo Zixiu's gaze swept over the blade of the sword, he raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, without any vitality urging, but Han Ming suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

A fierce sword intent emanating from the body of the Dark Heavy Sword emanated, although this majesty did not have the majesty of Han Ming's master Gu Changfeng, but it was extremely shocking to the current Han Ming.

"I didn't expect Lord Warlord to have such a deep attainment of sword intent, admire!" Han Ming's eyes lit up, for sword practitioners, absorbing the essence of a hundred schools and refining their sword intent is the right way, if Mo Zixiu shared his sword intent perception with him a little, he believed that his control of sword intent could go to the next level.

"I've never practiced swords!" Mo Zixiu shook his head.

Han Ming's face showed a hint of doubt.

Mo Zixiu smiled indifferently and said, "Although I haven't practiced swords, I use another weapon, the heavy halberd!"

The halberd is the overlord of the battlefield blade, combining the advantages of light and heavy weapons, and requires extremely high skill and strength to control this weapon, but it is definitely quite popular to kill all sides on the battlefield with this weapon.

A halberd swept past, either beheaded or cut in half, blood flowed, there was no enemy to be trusted, what domineering, how majestic!

"Although all kinds of weapons have different shapes and thousands of usages, the purpose is the same, hurting the enemy, protecting oneself, and ten thousand laws are one truth, so even if I don't practice swords, it doesn't prevent me from killing the enemy with swords!"

Han Ming thought about it carefully, and the rudimentary light of the sword intent in his body shook slightly, and the brightness was a little higher.

"I'll pass you on a set of halberd techniques, and after you practice, it will definitely be of great help to your sword intent. As soon as Mo Zixiu turned his words, he shook Han Ming when he spoke.

"My subordinates have not made great achievements, and I can't afford it!" Although Han Ming was eager for Mozi's halberd method, he also knew that no merit would be punished.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is also for you to go to the front line, and play the majesty of our blood sword, to you!" Mo Zixiu didn't say much, and his fingertips suddenly lit up with a little spiritual light.

Although Han Ming could clearly see the shining spiritual light on Mo Zixiu's fingertips, the subconscious of his body told him that no matter what method he used, he couldn't dodge it, so he simply relaxed his body.

Da!

A ray of light magnified in Han Ming's mind, and a piece of information was clear in his heart.

The dragon halberd method, the secret technique, the Dacheng halberd out of the dragon, can break the army, can attack the city, one person, ten thousand people do not open!

There is no gorgeous introduction, just a few sentences, but it makes people's hearts shake!

Han Ming didn't expect Mo Zixiu to teach him a secret technique, and a warm current surged in his heart, and he thanked gratefully: "Thank you for teaching the secret technique to the Battle King!"

Mo Zixiu smiled heartily and waved his hand, "What's this, it's not that the blood sword has no genius, it's just that there are too few blood sword geniuses with backbone like you!"

Mo Zixiu naturally refers to the fact that Han Ming, as a heroic party with more than a dozen war heroes, can also dedicate his strength to the blood sword without seeking benefits, he has never seen Han Ming at the beginning, and it is not easy to make a decision to reward him, but now that he has seen Han Ming, he is sure that Han Ming is a bold person who values love and righteousness, and he is no longer stingy!

"A set of Yanba Fire Gold-rank Battle Armor, a set of Secret Technique Halberd Method......" Mo Zixiu stared at Han Ming, nodded, and casually probed towards the void.

Bang!

A full three meters in length, the halberd head is like a wolf and a tiger as fierce as the long halberd is held tightly in the hand of Mo Zixiu, this halberd is not only scary in shape and length, but even the weight is extremely terrifying, I don't know what metal it is made of, it is three tons!

"This halberd is called Bacheng, the failure of the Yao Diamond Rank weapon, unfortunately it is only the fire gold high rank, but this does not affect its ferocity at all, every move using this halberd will consume a lot of vitality, more than five times that of the usual battle male, but the power it exerts is also five times!"

Mo Zixiu concisely explained the power of this halberd pulling out the city, Han Ming's eyes widened, his eyes stared at the halberd in Mo Zixiu's hand fiery, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

It can be said that with his current physical brute strength, the Dark Heavy Sword will not be able to give full play to his advantages, but if he has this halberd, he will definitely be like a tiger on the battlefield.

The three-ton halberd, exerting five times its strength, is simply a battlefield artifact, attacking the city, who can stop it!

Han Ming's eyes lit up as he stared at the halberd in Mo Zixiu's hand, unconcealing his desire for it.

"Hahaha, for you!" Mo Zixiu laughed and raised his hand to throw the halberd to Han Ming.

Han Ming raised his hand to receive the halberd with both hands, but he still underestimated the weight of this halberd, his palm sank slightly, and the muscles of his body suddenly exerted force, so that he could pick it up.

After he personally experienced the weight of this halberd, his heart became even hotter, and he couldn't help but hold the halberd with both hands and wave it towards the void.

Shout!

First of all, the vitality in the body was drained like a floodgate, and at such a speed, even if the capacity of Han Mingqi's sea was amazing, it was estimated that it would not last long.

Laugh at!

There was a burst of sound in the air, and then the space smashed by the halberd head was distorted to the point of being about to crack, you can imagine what a terrifying force it was under the swing of this city!

This kind of destructive power really shocked Han Ming, and he set off ecstasy in his heart, and he actually gave rise to a kind of pride that I have in the world with a halberd in my hand!

"How?" Mo Zixiu showed a hint of pride.

"Okay!" Han Ming's eyes were like stars, and he only said one word.

"The battle armor, secret techniques, and weapons are almost complete!" Mo Zixiu looked at Han Ming again and nodded, and then said: "I am a demon friend, a son is already an adult, and he is unwilling to fight on the front line, whether he can convince it to fight with you depends on your ability!"

Han Ming had also heard that some strong people were friends with big demons, but he never expected that Mo Zixiu also had a friend, and his mount turned out to be the son of a demon friend.

"Hmm!" Han Ming nodded in his heart, and his heart became curious about his future mount.

"The other thing is to protect Lu He and Bao'er. When Mo Zixiu said this, his brows paused slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "The general requirements of the two of them are as good as possible, but if it is too much, you can dispose of it!"

Han Ming nodded solemnly.

"Alright, let's go back and get ready. After speaking, Mo Zixiu pinched the corners of his eyes a little tiredly and waved his hand.

The higher Han Ming's strength, the more he was able to understand the pressure of the blood sword's top management, the fate of nearly a million sergeants was in the hands of the man in front of him, and the pressure and burden he was bearing were beyond anyone's imagination.

"Subordinates retire!" Han Ming glanced at Mo Zixiu respectfully and withdrew from the War King's reception hall.

The Blood Sword has never treated him badly, and he will not fail the Blood Sword.

People treat me as a soldier, and I repay them as martyrs!