"Really, really, Wan Gong..."

Great work!

Accumulate thousands of achievements in one battle!

If beheading in the Dao of Destruction realm is regarded as one gong, the realm of Extreme Dao is ten gongs, the realm of Shiyuan is one hundred gongs, and the realm of Qiankun is one thousand gongs.

Cut off Yin and Yang.

Wan Gong, that is, beheading a person in the Yin and Yang realm.

How is this possible?

Every person in the Yin and Yang realm is a strong person, the top figure among a large force.

For example, in this large camp where tens of millions of troops gather, there are only a few dozen Yin-Yang warriors.

Every person in the Yin and Yang realm can command hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the army.

"Wan Gong..."

Looking at Xu Zhichu in front of him, Zhao Hui felt as if he had seen a ghost.

Su Juesheng, who has six thousand military merits.

Wu Shilang with eight thousand military merits.

Xu Zhichu, who achieved 10,000 military merits.

At this time, Zhao Hui felt like a clown.

"How is it possible? How can there be a man in this world who can gather 10,000 military achievements in one battle..."

Zhao Hui murmured in his mouth.

"Yes, there are." The big man holding the jade plaque of Xu Zhichu's identity shook his head and whispered: "Every battle to conquer the sky can have a strong man with ten thousand skills, and one day he will be the leader of a party, controlling hundreds of millions.

In the world."
Chapter completed!