Lin Han stood still in the grass, cursing.
If the Zhou Dynasty soldiers had held on a little longer, the battle would have been over.
The King of the Quanrong was right in front of him. As long as he attacked and killed him, the Quanrong King would be killed and the Quanrong army would be defeated.
At the most important moment, King You of Zhou was actually killed.
It's okay for you to hide in the well for half an hour.
Lin Han was filled with murderous intent and scolded King You of Zhou harshly.
The players around felt Lin Han's cold murderous aura and stayed away from him, their eyes filled with gloating.
This is not the first one.
Just now, countless players were teleported out here with cursing expressions, and some were teleported out like dead dogs.
And they all end up with the same result.
Failed.
Lin Han held the Pojun Spear, full of murderous intent. People around him consciously avoided him when they saw him. His aura was too terrifying.
Before arriving at the tower, Lin Han chose to enter the secret world again.
Each player has three challenge opportunities every day. If they fail once, they still have two more.
As long as other players haven't completed the game yet, he has the chance to be the first to do so.
After entering the secret world, Lin Han was familiar with the route this time.
If Haojing was destroyed, King You of Zhou would be killed. This was a potential condition.
In the last challenge, he had already seen the Quanrong King. If he had just a quarter of an hour more, he would have been able to kill the Quanrong King and complete the dungeon on his first pass.
This time, Lin Han headed towards the direction where the Quanrong King was and killed his way forward.
The murderous aura in his body almost solidified into substance, and even gods and Buddhas could not stop him.
The Pojun Spear shines even brighter amidst the killing.
In half an hour, thousands of Quanrong soldiers fell under his spear.
The cultivation system is open, and under his dual power of god-level generals and god-level mages, the pressure and momentum are overwhelming.
One man charged in single-handedly, defeated an army of ten thousand, and was unstoppable.
Another half hour later, the soldiers under Lin Han's gun had piled up into a mountain.
Soon, a familiar shadow appeared in front of Lin Han.
In the Quanrong army, there was a huge man who stood out from the crowd. He was holding a huge mace and looked extremely fierce.
It is the King of Quanrong.
This time it was half an hour faster than the last time. As long as the Quanrong King was killed, the first pass reward would fall into his hands.
"Come here."
Lin Han picked up a Quanrong soldier, held him high, looked directly at the Quanrong King in the Quanrong army, threw away the corpse of the Quanrong soldier on the tip of his spear, and walked among the layers of soldiers with his spear, without fear.
"Hoo#%￥@……\u0026*!"
“???”
The Quanrong King roared loudly among the soldiers. His voice was like a loud speaker, and Lin Han could hear it clearly. However, he could not understand what he was saying in the gibberish Quanrong language.
“*\u0026……\u0026%￥@*”
"Do you dare to come out and fight?" Lin Han didn't understand and pointed his gun at the Quanrong King.
“*\u0026￥%……#@”
Lin Han still didn't understand. Seeing the fierce face of the Quanrong King, he felt sick all over.
We can't communicate because of the language barrier.
I'm gonna give you a lung.
Lin Han raised his middle finger towards the Quanrong King from a distance.
International hand gestures.
roar!
With a loud roar, the Quanrong King became furious and rushed towards Lin Han with his mace.
As soon as he appeared, the Quanrong army stopped and surrounded Lin Han. There were cheers and applause everywhere, one wave higher than the other.
So useful?
Lin Han was delighted that this internationally accepted gesture was so effective.
They dared not underestimate the enemy and their fighting spirit rose. As long as this battle was successful, the battle of Shoutong would be over.
The Pojun Spear in his hand seemed to sense his fighting spirit, and its light became brighter.
clang!
The clear sound of weapons clashing, accompanied by the dust dissipating from the battlefield, and the carnival sounds from the outside came to an abrupt end. When the dust cleared, the mace in the hand of the Quanrong King was blocked by Lin Han's spear.
One big and one small confronted each other on the battlefield, the collision of momentum and the mixture of spiritual power formed two distinct forces.
The revelry became louder, and all the Quanrong soldiers seemed to be injected with chicken blood, shouting the name of the Quanrong King frantically.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of the mace hitting the handle of the spear in Lin Han's hand stimulated the senses of every Quanrong soldier. The atmosphere was concentrated to the highest point, and the sound of carnival was overwhelming.
He held the spear to block the mace that the Dog Rong King was smashing down with all his strength, and his tower-like body was shaking.
When others thought Lin Han was about to retreat, he stood there as if nothing had happened, allowing the Quanrong King to swing his mace without falling.
The Quanrong King's momentum, which grew stronger and stronger, slowly dissipated as the mace struck down one after another.
When the last blow came down, the two looked at each other and Lin Han smiled lightly.
Beneath his smile, he could see the panic rising in the expression of the Quanrong King. At this moment, the momentum of both sides was growing and declining, and it was time to end it.
Lin Han's momentum surged, and he aimed his Pojun Spear straight at the throat of the Quanrong King.
"System prompt: Haojing was destroyed, Quanrong soldiers invaded Mount Li, King You of Zhou was killed, and the challenge failed."
“???”
Bang!
Lin Han's face was full of question marks. He only felt a flash before his eyes and was sent out of the copy space.
Outside the copy, Lin Han stood there blankly.
He remembered that the tip of his spear was already one meter in front of the Quanrong King, just three seconds away.
Just three seconds.
"grass!"
After a long silence, Lin Han blurted out a word.
It’s not that Lin Han has low cultural level.
When emotions such as excitement, excitement, surprise, shock, loneliness, comfort, relief, satisfaction, frustration, embarrassment, helplessness, misery, sorrow, fatigue, suspicion, sadness, and rage can be described in one word, Lin Han doesn't want to say another word.
The second time.
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