Chapter 1790: One palm (1/2)
The entire battlefield suddenly seemed to be dead and quiet. The different seeds were caught with the hands of the pirate sword, and the powerlessness hangs down. The blood in the back of the head rushes out like a spring, and then slowly falls to the ground.
”Hunting the Zijue-class heterogeneous steel man, getting the soul of the steel man and the horse, and discovering the heterogeneous gene.”
Hansen’s heart was a joy, but he actually got the beast soul. It was just above the battlefield, and it was too late to see what type of beast soul.
”Where did this guy come from?” Mike and other barons had already seen it, and his face was unbelievable.
A baron was slain by the Iron Steel Legion. Not only was it not killed, but instead it hunted a different seed squad, which made it hard to believe that everything in front of us was actually happening.
The different seeds were killed, and the momentum of the Iron Steel Corps suddenly declined. This assassination is the most terrible, and the loss of soldiers is inevitable.
The old face of the Iron Steel was red, and there was a horrible arrogance on his body. He gave a slight ritual to the very son: ”The son of the son, he will kill the baron.”
After all, the Earl of Iron Steel wanted to fly and rushed to Hansen.
Although it is a bit sad to say that an earl personally kills a baron, but now the count of the Iron Steel has not been able to control so much. If you can't kill Hansen now, the loss of the Iron Steel Corps is even greater, and he has no face.
”Everyone retreats.” The son of the son suddenly said an understatement.
The Earl of Iron Steel was shocked and asked in an incredible way to ask the son of the son: ”What does the son say?”
”Is it too difficult for people to be stupid? The son will let all of you retreat.” The maid said with a small mouth.
”But...” Earl of Iron Steel also wanted to argue.
”This is already your third command to question the son, the Tyreus is a great prestige.” The maid looked coldly at the count of the Iron Steel.
The Earl of Iron Steel was suddenly soaked in the body by cold sweat, and he hurriedly bowed to the ceremony: ”There is a sorrowful anger, and the subordinates are wrong, and the whole army will immediately retreat.”
After that, he immediately issued an order to the remaining captains and ordered the entire army to retreat.
Those people and horse warriors have already been scared, and their hearts have been extinguished. After receiving the order of the army to retreat, they immediately receded as the tides.
”You are also rolling.” The waitress looked at the count of the Iron Steel with some disgust. If it wasn't for him, it was still useful. It was only the order of the Earl of Iron Steel to question the princes three times, and the princes of the princes had been arrogant. The head of the Iron Steel fell to the ground.
Where did the Earl of Iron Steel dare to say that he was half-wordless, looked at his eyes as usual, did not look at his very son, and quickly rushed to the rescue, and withdrew the camp with the Iron Steel Legion.
Hansen is still rushing, and suddenly he sees that the army and the army are generally retreating like a tide, and their hearts are slightly glimpsed.
The Kate who were boarding the ship, cheering when they saw the army retreating.
Old Baroque and other barons look far from the battlefield, the only figure that stands tall, and the look on his face is incomprehensible.
The son of the son was slightly moving, already under the building, slowly walking towards the battlefield, and the maid followed closely.
Hansen saw the far-sighted son and the maid behind him. His heart glimpsed and looked at their shape. It was like a Shura.
The son of the son went all the way to Hansen and said to Han Sen slightly: ”This son is the Mozu Luoji, dare to ask your name?”