Instructor since I am a special forces soldier

Chapter 2077
Lan Wangji was also a little nervous. If it was one-on-one, he wasn't worried about Zhao Han.

But if those living servants swarmed up, it would be troublesome!

After all, there was only one Zhao Han, and there were seven or eight of those living servants.

Two fists are no match for four hands. No matter how powerful Zhao Han is, it is impossible for him to deal with so many living servants by himself.

Lan Wangji thought that those living servants were all of the same strength, so it was normal to worry about Zhao Han.

But in fact, the strength of those living servants varies from high to low, and the most powerful one is the leader of the living servants, Wang Yun, who is equivalent to a warrior in the late stage of the soul realm.

As for other living servants, the realm is lower, only equivalent to the initial stage of the soul realm.

Even if these living servants come together, the threat to Zhao Han is not great!

The fact is exactly the same, seeing those living servants coming up from all directions, intending to besiege him, Zhao Han's face remained unchanged.

Although the number of living servants has an absolute advantage, but in the face of absolute strength, there is no difference between the number of people and the number of people.

Even if those living servants go up together, Zhao Han is not afraid!
"Ow!"

Zhao Han immediately used the soul attack - the secret technique of dragon chant.

The moment the dragon chant sounded, the minds of those living servants went blank for an instant.

Zhao Han seized the opportunity, strode close to the two living servants, stabbed the face of one living servant with the Xiaoyao fan in his hand, and at the same time, with the other hand, five fingers were bent, clenched into a fist, and punched the other servant. A living servant.

The reason why he wanted to stab the opponent's face with the Xiaoyao fan was because Zhao Han noticed that although the living servant was protected by stone armor, his face was not protected by stone armor.

As long as you can use the Xiaoyao fan to pierce the opponent's face, you can kill the opponent directly.

The two living servants were blinded by Zhao Han's dragon roar, and they froze in place, motionless, looking like sculptures.

The Xiaoyao fan in Zhao Han's hand easily pierced the cheek of a living servant.

When the cheek was pierced, the living servant lost all his strength in an instant, and fell down straight, dying with regret.

Living servants are not immortal, they can also be killed, as long as they can attack their physical bodies, they can be completely killed.

While the Xiaoyao Fan pierced the cheek of a living servant, Zhao Han's fist also hit the face of a living servant. The powerful force penetrated the cheek and directly blasted the opponent's head!
No.2 living servant dies!

In an instant, Zhao Han killed two living servants, shocking the audience.

The warriors present thought that Zhao Han was going to be unlucky this time, after all, he was besieged by so many living servants.

But it never occurred to him that Zhao Han was fine, but two living servants died.

"Hey, fellow Taoist Zhao Han is too powerful, isn't he? He killed two living servants in an instant, which is too terrifying!"

"Yeah, yeah, I thought that Fellow Daoist Zhao Han was going to be unlucky this time, but I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Zhao Han to be so terrifying. He killed two living servants in one outbreak. If this trend continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before these living people All servants will die in Zhao Han's hands."

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The warriors present were discussing and excited.

"Huh? How do I feel that these living servants who rushed up later are a little weak?" Lan Wangji was startled and muttered to himself.

He found that the living servants who rushed up later were far inferior to the first living servants in terms of speed and reaction.

What does this mean? It means that the strength of living servants is not uniform, there are high and low.

The first living servant who fought against Zhao Han was the strongest, while the other living servants were relatively weaker.

Noticing this, Lan Wangji secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the strength of the other living servants is not as strong as the first living servant to fight. Otherwise, Zhao Han would definitely not their opponents.

Seeing the two living servants died in Zhao Han's hands, the remaining living servants were instantly enraged and murderous.

These living servants were all comrades-in-arms before they were alive, and they depended on each other for life and death. Although they were later refined into living servants, their feelings have not changed.

How can they not be angry now seeing their comrades in arms die in front of them?
The living servants were furious, and rushed towards Zhao Han again with a murderous look.

Wang Yun's expression was a bit complicated, both angry and relieved.

In anger, his confidant died and was killed by Zhao Han.

But at the same time, Wang Yun felt a little relieved, because his subordinates were finally freed!
A living maid seems to have an endless lifespan, but first of all, he has to become a monster with neither human nor ghost, and secondly, he has to endure long loneliness.

Wang Yun and the others thought it would be good to become a living servant at first, at least they would not die and have an almost endless lifespan, but after a long time, they regretted it!
They would rather die vigorously on the battlefield than muddle along and live in mediocrity.

Zhao Han's killing of those living servants can be regarded as a relief for them!

Facing the siege of many living servants, Zhao Hanyi was not afraid, and he did not lose the wind in the slightest.

With each blow, a living servant could be knocked into the air, and soon, all the living servants except Wang Yun were slaughtered by Zhao Han.

Looking at the corpses of living servants all over the floor, Wang Yun's expression was very complicated.

These living servants who died were all his confidantes, who followed him in the north and south, and have always been loyal to him.

Even, Wang Yun wanted to refine them into living servants, and these confidantes had no complaints.

Now, watching his brothers fall one by one, Wang Yun's mood can be imagined.

"Brothers, I'm sorry for causing you and me to suffer so much. If there is an afterlife, I would like to fight with you again!" Wang Yun said sadly.

"Brothers, wait for me, I'm coming!" Wang Yun rushed towards Zhao Han without hesitation like a soldier on his way to death.

He knew very well that he was not Zhao Han's opponent. With the epee in his hand, he couldn't do anything to Zhao Han. Now, the epee in his hand had been destroyed by Zhao Han.

In this way, it is even more impossible for Wang Yun to be Zhao Han's opponent!

But Wang Yun still rushed forward without hesitation. His confidantes are all dead, so why is he still alive?
He wants to die with his confidants, so that he won't be alone on the road to hell.

Seeing Wang Yun rushing forward, Zhao Han couldn't help shaking his head.

He could see that Wang Yun was actively begging to die. Although he didn't know why he did it, Zhao Han showed no mercy.

Living servants like Wang Yun should not live in this world. They are aliens and violate their conscience.

Facing such aliens, Zhao Han didn't mind eliminating them.

Wang Yun rushed up quickly, and died even faster, and was directly slapped by Zhao Han's Xiaoyao, who stabbed him in the face.

"Thank you!" Wang Yun took a deep look at Zhao Han, said thank you, and immediately fell to the ground.

Wang Yun didn't hate Zhao Han. Killers were always killed. They had to deal with Zhao Han. It was normal for Zhao Han to kill him.

(End of this chapter)