"Huh?" After killing the high-ranking mercenary guard who had gone to report the news, Poison Xiaoyao felt a different feeling just as he wanted to turn around.

"This feeling, so familiar, as if it is a war spirit!" "Poison Xiaoyao felt the existence of the war spirit at the first time.

It's just that the poison medicine doesn't believe that there will be a war spirit on this battlefield. Because everyone in the battlefield is not valued by poison medicine, except for bears.

But the bear has been overdrawn several times in a row. At this time, even if the bear breaks out for a while, I don't know how long it can last. So Poison Xiaoyao didn't think that the bear could still burn the war spirit at all.

But if the spirit of war doesn't come from the bear, then from where? Could it be some high-ranking mercenary guard?

"Impossible!" Poison Xiaoyao didn't think much about it, and immediately denied himself, "The strength of these high-level hired guards is far from reaching the point where they can produce a war spirit, and this war spirit can't come from them." ”

Suddenly, a terrible thought crossed Poison Xiaoyao's mind, and at the same time, he turned around and looked behind him, "Is it possible, there is already foreign aid arriving?"

But when Poison Xiaoyao turned around and searched in the direction of the battle spirit, Poison Xiaoyao was then stunned, "How could it be him?"

Looking at the inconspicuous Shao Yu, the poisonous medicine was really powerless to complain, "How could it be him, he is just an ordinary slave laborer, how can he produce a war spirit? This is simply a fantasy!"

With this question, Poison Xiaoyao walked quickly towards Shao Yu. Seeing that Poison Xiaoyao had already joined the battlefield, some middle- and low-level hired guards were a little impatient, and they waved the weapons in their hands one after another, and rushed towards Poison Xiaoyao, "Kill!"

"A group of ants, also worthy of shouting here?" Poison Xiaoyao frowned, pointed to the side, and swung the blade of the Sky Splitting Sword towards the hired guards, "Let you see the power of Sky Splitting." ”

The Sky Splitting Sword, with a powerful sword aura, knocked all the hired guards who pounced on them to the ground, and none of them were still standing.

The poison medicine uses sword energy, not sword evil. Because, he has not yet reached the Cheng dù of the sword.

Although his strength is very strong, and his sword qi is already quite powerful, he still can't use the sword demon.

This is the shackles of the Poison Medicine Kendo.

As long as Poison Xiaoyao does not complete his pursuit of the way of the sword for a day, and does not comprehend the essence of the Sky Splitting Sword, there is no way to break through this shackle and shackles.

In other words, there is still no way to use the poison medicine.

If Poison Xiaoyao can use the sword evil, then he will definitely be able to completely abuse the bear, and there is not even a little leeway, because the gap is too big.

"Xiong, how long are you going to be decadent?" Poison Xiaoyao suddenly looked forward to the competition between Xiong and Shaoyu.

Xiong and Shaoyu, although they are like gods of war on this battlefield, but after all, that kind of aura is different.

Shao Yu's breath is full of burning battle intent, and it is a feeling of war spirit. However, the aura emanating from the bear's body is a bloody aura full of violence and ferocity, like death in hell.

"Looks like the days ahead will be interesting. Looking at the bear's back, and then at Shaoyu's back, Poison Xiaoyao began to get excited, "Let me see how strong you can be?"

For being able to fight with the strong, Poison Xiaoyao is full of expectations. He expects Shaoyu to grow up to what Cheng dù is, and he also expects Xiong to be crazy to what Cheng dù is.

In Shao Yu's body, what the poison medicine saw was a kind of will, an iron-like, unyielding will.

And in the bear's body, it is a miracle. If it is purely from the perspective of human physical performance, the bear that is fighting at this time should have fallen to the ground and could not get up.

However, the bear is still standing and fighting, which cannot be explained medically at all. If I had to give the bear a reason for his current state, it would be a miracle.

Miracles often need a root and a motivation, and the reason why the bear can continue to stand is his kind heart.

Xiong was too kind to bear to let those slaves fall again, he just wanted them to return to the Central Plains safely, to his own home, so that Xiong would be satisfied.

But Poison Medicine's idea is different from that of Bear, Poison Medicine is not a bear, nor does he have the kindness of Bear, he just wants to stimulate the fighting spirit of these slaves.

In the eyes of Poison Xiaoyao, as a slave, he has lost his original nature as a human being, and there is only a servility of obedience and forbearance.

As a slave, servility is indispensable, but if you want to change from a slave to a free man, then you must abandon servility and let your indomitable will and soul occupy your own qiē.

Obviously, the poison has done a very successful job. Of course, bears are also a catalyst for this.

Just from the current state of Shaoyu, we can see the success of the poison medicine.

At this time, Shaoyu was almost unstoppable.

Although the bear's strength was slowing down little by little, and gradually it was a little weaker, but Shao Yu still did not pause, and launched an attack on the remaining low-level mercenary guards and high-level mercenary guards.

"Damn, isn't this guy crazy?" a mid-level mercenary guard frowned at Shao Yu's sharp moves, and said to the other mercenary guard.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" the other hired guard frowned similarly, "I don't know if he's crazy, but one thing I'm sure of is that if no one can restrain him and let him continue like this, we'll all die at his hands." ”

As he spoke, the mid-level mercenary guard looked around. The casualties on the side of the hired guards can no longer be summed up in a few words that are simply miserable.

Because there are still three of the hundred high-level mercenary guards left, forty-seven of the five hundred mid-level mercenary guards left, and one hundred and twenty of the thousand low-level mercenary guards.

This was a rather tragic count, and it also marked the defeat of the mercenary guard legion's side.

Under the frantic attack of the slaves, the mercenary guards have collapsed.

Knowing that the general trend was gone, the hired guards could only huddle in a group, gather the last trace of combat strength, and move towards a weakly defended position of the slaves, intending to break through.

However, this weakest point, when the guards were hired to attack, suddenly began to grow stronger.

This is something that the hired guards can't figure out, why is the weak place suddenly stronger?