Kill four True Yuan Realm Innate Grandmasters with one sword!

The aftermath swept away dozens of barbarian rides ahead!

Listening to the invincible name chanted by the soldiers behind him, Han Shao looked down at the only remaining hilt in his hand.

Just when he was distressed that he had not weighed his hand, a long sheathed knife shot at him.

Han Shao held it in his hand, looking at the intricate carvings on the knife body, and the divine beast on the handle of the knife swallowing his mouth, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

"Given by my father, I will lend it to you for the time being......"

The cold tone in his ears was a little gentler than before.

Han Shao responded with a light smile.

"Thank you."

As he spoke, he drew his sword and unsheathed it.

The cold light reflected the hideous black visor.

Han Shao Huo Ran raised his head and looked at the barbarian riders in front of him who were completely in chaos, with a twist of his wrist, his long knife raised to the sky.

"Zhenliao Army!"

A break from the drink instantly brought back the minds of all the soldiers.

"In!"

Han Shao pointed forward with a long knife.

"Charge!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Shao took the lead and shot out.

He's living up to his promises.

In every battle, I will charge ahead!

If you die, start with yourself!

Hundreds of iron horsemen behind him looked at the indomitable figure in the front, and their eyes were agitated.

The horse's hooves of thunder tread the earth under their feet, like the beating of war drums.

The dense 'drum beat' made their hearts surge, and they couldn't help but have a thought.

With this general, there are no regrets in this life!

There are no regrets in death!

"Charge!"

……

"It's over......"

The only remaining barbarian innate grandmaster, when he ran for his life, had only one thought in his heart.

That's the end of it!

It's all over!

After this battle, their thousand-horse tribe did not have decades of recuperation, and could no longer regain its former glory.

Ordinary people die some, and forget it.

It can also be replenished by drawing dices from other small tribes.

But on the grassland, cultivation resources are extremely scarce.

The innate grandmaster of the True Yuan Realm is not so easy to cultivate.

Just now, Nayong almost cut off the accumulation of several generations of a thousand cavalry tribe with a single sword!

He hates!

I hate that I couldn't dissuade the patriarch in the first place!

I regret that I shouldn't have been carried away by a little petty profit, so as to be mixed into the troubled waters of Karasuma and Yongren!

Yongren is far more terrifying than imagined!

They have been deceived by the Khan and the nobles of the royal court!

But at this time, no matter how much you hate, no matter how much you regret it, it's all too late!

The most important thing right now is to keep the clan seed!

Otherwise, the greedy wolves around the tribe will not hesitate to tear their weakened neighbor to pieces!

Divide and eat!

……

Behind the horse's hooves, like the devil of hell is constantly approaching.

The barbarian innate grandmaster forcibly burst out the innate true yuan in his body and leaped forward.

Listening to the terrible howls of the clansmen behind him, he endured the grief in his heart and did not dare to look back.

To turn back is to die!

He can't die!

I don't want to die either!

The young patriarch was already dead, and with only one face, he was cut in half by Nayong's generals and horses.

Other congenital also died.

He, the elder of his clan, must bring back the others on the battlefield alive!

With such a thought, he kicked a clansman away, snatched the war horse from his seat, and burst into a shout.

"Yongqi is unstoppable!"

"Withdraw! Remove! Remove! ”

The voice resounded in the sky above this area under the coercion and blessing of the powerful True Yuan power of the Innate Realm.

The barbarian riders, who were already frightened, were suddenly pardoned when they heard this.

"The clan elder has an order! Remove! ”

So the brute cavalry that was originally blocking in front of the remnants of Zhenliao in layers gave way to both sides in an instant.

The whole process is a smooth process.

And Han Shao, who is in the lead, is like Moses in the Western Bible in another world, dividing the sea with one hand!

It's just that he, Han, someone, is sharing the sea of blood!

It's a mountain of corpses!

Even these brutes have made way for them with good interest.

But in the midst of each other's staggered figures, Han Shao and the iron riders behind him were still reaping the lives along the way with their swords.

Poof-

Heavy horses' hooves trampled on the chest of a fallen horseman.

The deformed armor crushed his sternum and crushed his internal organs.

Under the round eyes, I watched countless horses' hooves coming one after another behind me.

until they trampled him into a pulp.

and the frozen solid grass under him, no longer separate from each other.

……

The Liaodong Divine Horse under the crotch took Han Shao, who was wearing residual armor, and rushed forward!

Advance again!

The extreme speed of the horse even pulled the passing brute horses into a faint afterimage.

This made Han Shao have to deliberately control the speed of the horse, so as not to rush too violently and break away from the soldiers behind him.

He's trying to adapt to the world.

Strive to make something that was once even unimaginable a normal part of your life.

Like what...... Homicide!

After slashing another barbarian horseman, Han Shao squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the figure hiding in the distance among the barbarian horses.

It was the Innate Grandmaster who had just escaped from his sword.

And the barbarian innate obviously found out that Han Shao was looking at him, his heart trembled violently, and he was about to turn around and flee.

Just a knife, although it didn't really kill him.

The wisp of domineering martial arts true intent contained in it was cut at the heart of his martial arts.

He knew that his martial arts heart had actually been completely shattered under that sword.

Since then, his cultivation has been cut off!

But what about that?

Everyone is dead, he's still alive, that's enough!

Shame?

The prairie doesn't pay attention to this.

And just when the barbarian was born with fear, he was ready to turn around and run.

found that the fierce Yong general who entered the tiger only glanced at him lightly, and then broke through with his iron cavalry.

This made the barbarian innate breathe a breath of turbidity, and finally put his mind at ease.

He had already thought about it, and he would take his people back later.

In this battle with the Yong people, whoever likes to fight will fight!

Anyway, he doesn't mix.

Spank! If you fight again, everyone will die.

What's more, Lao Seventeen has a concubine, and he has been greedy for a long time.

Now that Lao Seventeen is dead, he can just take care of one or two for him, and it can be regarded as fulfilling the friendship of the same clan.

Thinking like this, with a little gratitude to the Yong general, the barbarian Xiantian subconsciously looked at the remnants of the Yongren army who were quickly moving away.

But at this glance, he was stunned.

Because he found that the Yongjun who had brought him endless fear, he suddenly turned his head to look at him without warning.

When they looked at each other's eyes, he seemed to see the blue wolf on the grassland in a trance!

Cold and fierce!

Almost instinctively, the barbarian was born with a stiff body, and the great fear in his heart made him forget to move.

Seeing that the moment the Yong general suddenly looked back, he hooked the Zhenliao riding bow on the side of the horse with one kick, and completed the bow bending and arrows almost instantly.

Collapse –

The bow is like a thunderbolt!

A bit of black light passed directly through the gaps of countless armor warriors, and then firmly nailed to the innate forehead of the barbarian!

Look!

Wolf body and dragon head!

The virtue of a meal will be repaid, and the grievances of the eyes will be repaid!

……