But even so, Lord Pheasant still felt confident that he could deal with Su Xuan. After all, his forces were here; the hundred men were no ordinary people. The formidable fighting strength they formed was incredibly powerful, and in this desert, the easiest thing was to exhaust a person to death.
So he believed that even if his men were useless, Su Xuan could only kill at most fifty people. After fifty people, Su Xuan would be overwhelmed, because human strength is limited.
But unexpectedly, at this moment, those damned Divine Strategy Army appeared so absurdly. To be honest, at that instant, he genuinely felt the urge to curse. He never dreamed that this Divine Strategy Army would resurrect, and their strength was shockingly formidable, the impact of their sword strike was so immense it was horrifying.
Under the combined onslaught of him and Su Xuan, his people were retreating in defeat.
"Retreat quickly!"
