Fang Fan looked solemnly at these barren clansmen!

Today's Emperor's Palace... everything is still too immature!

The three main battle legions under his command, the proportion of ordinary soldiers in the king's realm is less than one tenth...

Although there are certain advantages in high-end combat power, Yu does not hide his shortcomings.

"Desolate God! Desolate Ancient!"

"Lord! The barren warriors are willing to fight to the death for you!"

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

For the people of the Desolate Clan, the last thing they are afraid of is fighting!

Even their favorite is fighting!

During the battle, they can feel this surging feeling from the heart!

Desolate people who can't fight are destined to be cast aside.

"Lord, the old man is incompetent, but he is willing to fight to the death for the Lord!"

"My name is Huang Rui, and I am the high priest of this wild clan!"

"His name is Barren Mountain, and he is the patriarch of this barren clan!"

"There used to be tens of millions of people in our family..."

"Only now, that's all that's left!"

"The barren man will only die on the battlefield!"

Huang Rui, the high priest of the barren clan, looked at Fang Fan excitedly.

Fang Fan took a breath and nodded solemnly.

"very good!"

"From now on...you will be my personal guards! Just listen to me alone!"

"Barren Mountain is the captain! The High Priest of Huang Rui is in charge of everything!"

Fang Fan looked at the desolate clansmen in front of him and directly characterized the matter.

Among these barren clansmen, the only two nine-star king-level quasi-true king-level powerhouses are the patriarch Huangshan and the high priest Huang Rui.

"Huang Rui takes orders!"

"Barren Mountain takes orders!"

With the people who have joined the Desolate People's Palace, it will only appear stronger!

When Fang Fan turned back to the camp, he happened to meet a group of people gathered here.

Looking at their appearance, it seems that some comers are not good!

"Hahaha! It's true that there is a way to heaven and you don't go! There is no way to hell, you break in!"

"You ignorant and lowly races actually dare to die on the battlefield of ten thousand races?"

"Last time, the young patriarch was intentional! Let you escape! This time you will surely die!"

The leader of this team is a proud young man. Judging from the position of his arm, he seems to be a one-armed man?

Suddenly stopped by a team, Fang Fan was still a little confused.

"You are?"

Fang Fan frowned, thinking about who the guy in front of him was...

"Haha! What are you wearing!"

"Stop pretending! It's useless to pretend!"

"Are you afraid now? Scared? Want to run away?"

"It's late! It's all late!"

"Offending the young patriarch, do you think you lowly races can survive?"

"This young patriarch is just too busy recently, and has no time to worry about you!"

"Are you scared to see this young patriarch? Even want to tremble? Trembling?"

"Don't hold back! Show your fears!"

The one-armed young man in front of him screamed with excitement...

Fang Fan was stunned...

Is this... is it stupid?

"If you have something to say, go away!"

"Malicious blockers, behead!"

Fang Fan pouted, and he has encountered more and more fools recently.

"Yo! It's still swollen? Arrogant?"

"I am Yuwen Xiaotian, the young patriarch of the Shaohao clan! You dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

Young people began to report on their homes.

When he heard the words Yuwen Xiaotian and Shaohao Clan, Fang Fan suddenly realized.

There used to be such a group of people who came to the northern capital to make trouble.

At that time, it did bring a certain amount of trouble to Fang Fan.

At that time, the entire Shaohao clan army, except for the young man in front of him, was completely wiped out!

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