Within the span of just a tea break,
Barbarians...
had died, a thousand strong!
A thousand men!
Most crucially, the White Robe...
had not yet exhausted his strength!
"Where does he get this endless Gang Qi from!"
Upon learning of the sudden attack,
Yu Wen Chengzhao didn't panic.
Upon learning it was Chen Sansi who had come, he did not hurry.
Even upon seeing Teng Ge'er killed with a single arrow, he maintained his calm.
It was only when over a thousand men had been killed with no signs of Gang Qi exhaustion that both Yu Wen Chengzhao trembled, beginning to sweat profusely amidst the falling snow, their warhorses losing control several times.
One man slain over a thousand, against the comparison of twenty thousand, seemingly not many, but in reality, he brought the grand army to the brink of collapse!
Because...
In the eyes of the barbarian warriors, what they were facing was no longer human.
But...
A god!
A god of slaughter!
An invincible god of slaughter!
