As well as the strong-breathing barbarians around Xianhe.

"We, Lao Liao, are not vegetarians either!"

Gu Han suddenly felt a little guilty.

Lao Liao is a real person.

Isn't it a bit too much to deliberately trick him before?

"just."

Put away your thoughts.

He suddenly looked at Xianhe.

"That fifth God of War is too useless."

"Come."

"Find me someone who can fight."

The voice fell.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword clanked!

"furious!"

"Where does this thing that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead come from?"

"Insulting the Temple of War, even if you have ten lives, it's not enough to die!"

"..."

moment.

The barbarians were furious and stared at Gu Han, wishing to eat him alive!

Temple of War.

It is the most sacred place in their hearts.

No one will be allowed to blaspheme!

Xianhe looked at Gu Han coldly, as if he were looking at a dead person.

"how?"

Gu Han ignored his gaze.

"No one left?"

"Still don't dare?"

"Arrogant!"

Sudden.

An angry shout rang out from the crowd, and a young barbarian man was seen walking out surrounded by the crowd.

Tall and strong.

The arms are covered with gold rings.

The costume is exactly the same as the fifth God of War from before.

"You will be punished for insulting me in the War Temple!"

Divine thoughts swept away.

Gu Han's forehead and brows instantly wrinkled.

This barbarian's energy and blood are weak, and his physical body is not as strong as that of the fifth god of war. Obviously, his strength is far behind.

"Huh?"

Murong Yan was stunned.

"Isn't this the guy I beat to death half before?"

This barbarian young man.

It was the Sixth God of War who was almost beaten to death by her before.

However, after being nursed back to health through secret techniques, he recovered from his injuries and reappeared in front of everyone.

"Are you going to die?"

Gu Han swung his long sword and pointed it directly at him.

"snort!"

The Sixth God of War did not take action and suddenly laughed.

"I heard them say that you are very fast?"

"good."

"How strong do I think you are!"

He had a sarcastic look on his face.

"It turns out that he is just a mouse who can hide in Tibet. We, the barbarians, have always valued strength. Only in head-to-head confrontation and defeating the opponent with absolute strength can we win respect. People like you who are opportunistic with speed are worthy of being called strong.

?He Yi actually died in your hands, it’s not worth it for me to do it for him!”

He said.

It is the name of the fifth god of war.

"Really?"

Gu Han didn't take it seriously either.

"What do you want?"

"Simple!"

Seeing Gu Han take the bait, the eyes of the Sixth God of War lit up.

"In a head-to-head encounter, just compete with me in terms of strength and body. This is what a truly strong person should do!"

"mean!"

Murong Yan cursed loudly.

"My brother is not a physical practitioner. How can he compare with you in physical strength? If you want to compete, I will compete with you!"

Behind her.

A group of monks from the border army also cursed non-stop.

Say something like this.

This is already extremely shameless.

"I didn't expect that."

Zhao Mengyou's pretty face sank slightly.

"These barbarians are huge, but they are not brainless."

"Yo?"

The fat man joked.

"Are you worried about him?"

"..."

Zhao Mengyou was in no mood to argue with him.

"Don't worry."

The fat man smiled.

"This bastard has never suffered a loss. Do you believe that this bullshit Sixth God of War will die miserably?"

"Boy."

Liao Zheng waved his hand.

"Don't listen to him..."

"OK!"

Never thought about it.

Gu Han nodded directly.

"What!"

Liao Zheng's eyes widened.

I, Lao Liao, just finished praising you and you started to sneer?
To be continued...