Rampage.

This is the blow of Monnu's fame, and it is also the strongest blow.

He also knew that the three people in front of him were definitely not lightly matched, so he used his nirvana as soon as he came up.

There was an exclamation from among the orcs.

Many of their famous warriors were defeated by the brutal impact of Monnu.

If it is directly hit, let alone the body of the human race, even if it is a mountain rock of tens of thousands of catties, it will be exploded and shattered.

However, at this moment, there was a scene that suffocated everyone.

The man who was in a daze stood up from his chair and took a step forward, and the speed of the manu, who had increased to the extreme, rushed right in front of him.

He waved his hand.

So the figure of Monu disappeared, and the next moment, the ground a hundred meters away on the right side of the pergola suddenly stirred up monstrous earth and gravel.

A huge pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the ground, and Meng Nu lay at the bottom of the pit, bleeding to death.

There was a dead silence in the Valley of the Wandering Gods.

Only a very few people have seen the brute green movements, which are very simple, very casual, and very freehand.

The more so, the more terrifying.

That's the sheer power of crushing.

Monu couldn't resist at all, and this well-known warrior of the orc clan didn't even have the strength to fight back.

The half-orcs who were familiar with the strength of the Monu were shocked in their hearts.

Ao Fenggu looked at Manqing, thinking that the second senior brother was really strong.

Manqing suddenly said: "Little junior brother, you first make the furnace for striking iron, and the anvil is also moved, as well as the sword, which will be useful later." ”

Manqing's tone was very easy-going, as usual when he asked Ao Fenggu to help in the back mountain of the martial arts courtyard, he also said the same tone.

But this is not the mountain behind the martial arts.

He wasn't holding a bowl of rice and asking Ao Fenggu to help him add a few pieces of fat.

With a wave of his hand, he had just killed a nine-star peak powerhouse.

The corners of Ao Fenggu's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, Second Senior Brother, your invisible pretense is the most deadly.

In the Valley of the Swinging Gods, the eyes of the ruling knights were full of mockery, and some even couldn't help laughing.

The half-orc warrior is really weak.

Feeling the taunt from the ruling knights, the orcs glared back fiercely, but they didn't dare to come forward to theorize, only one of the warriors came to the beastmaster and asked to fight impassionedly.

The Beastmaster was silent.

The strength shown by Manqing, even if it is him, can't see through it, and the warriors in these clans can only be sent to death.

Just as the Beastmaster was entangled, the ground suddenly shook, and a huge foot landed in front of the Beastmaster, and all the half-orc warriors subconsciously retreated.

They had to retreat.

Because compared to this huge orc, even the buriest orc was only knee-high.

The mountain-like giant bent down, his huge head in front of the beastmaster, his face turned hideous with two fangs facing the sky, and he opened his bloody mouth, and his voice erupted from his throat like a cave, "Quaf wants to fight." ”

He has the blood of the ancient Kwafu clan in his body, and he is a true giant.

The Beastmaster looked at him, was silent for a moment, and nodded.

Quaf grinned, and the hala with food scraps flowed from the corners of his mouth and fell to the ground, smashing a half-orc to his body.

Kwaf was the first warrior of the orc clan, and when he learned that he was going to war, all the orcs boiled.

"My axe!" said Quaff, like a muffled thunderbolt.

The orcs got out of the way one after another, and dozens of burly orcs walked over with a giant axe.

Half-orcs are known for their strength, and these dozens of half-orcs are the best in the clan, and they are tired and panting with this giant axe, which shows how heavy this axe is.

In fact, in order to build this giant axe for Quaff, half of the animal skins of the entire half-orc tribe that year were exchanged for iron.

The axe was made of iron all over, and the craters on it were very rough, but this roughness was nothing compared to the sheer size of Quaff.

Quaff grabbed the handle of the axe and picked it up, and the dozens of orcs collapsed to the ground.

Quaff clapped his chest demonstratively and let out a thunderous roar.

He raised his huge battle axe and roared, and all the birds in the sky were startled.

The orcs flapped their chests and roared like a landslide tsunami.

One of the adjudicators couldn't help but say, "Fools who only know brute force." ”

"But you have to admit that this giant named Quaff is indeed very strong, at least none of us can beat him." ”

The adjudicator retorted, "Not necessarily. ”

"Unless the first lord makes a move. ”

As he was talking, there was a sudden movement behind him, and the two turned around at the same time, and saw a red dress passing through the crowd.

The first seat of the ruling, Ye Xiuhong.

Eight thousand judging knights saluted one after another.

Ye Xiuhong came to the side of the luxurious chariot, half-knelt and saluted, behind the light veil, the ruling palace master waved his hand and said, "Give a seat." ”

The two adjudicating deacons immediately brought a chair and placed it next to the chariot.

Ye Xiuhong slowly got up and sat down, not looking at the mountain-like half-orc, but looking at the wilderness, his eyes fell on the man.

Ao Fenggu seemed to feel something, raised his head, and looked at the Valley of the Gods, so he saw the red clothes in the army, like a bewitching flower in full bloom.

When he rescued his father in Yonghui City, he was ambushed by Ye Xiuhong, and he and Huang Bingyu failed to defeat him, and in the end, it was the Emperor who came to relieve the siege.

The first seat of the verdict, a blood-stained red cloth, is good at fighting, and kills people without permission.

This is what the Kyushu world says about her.

It's simple and crude, but it sends chills down the spine.

Compared to Ye Xiuhong, Ao Fenggu was more willing to fight the giant orc like a mountain.

Even if he is now in the realm of the Human Emperor, he is still not sure to fight Ye Xiuhong.

He looked at the second senior brother, his eyes full of worry.

Manqing said, "Little junior brother, bring my sword." ”

Ao Fenggu was stunned, and then ran to the carriage and dragged out a wide long sword.

It's not so much a sword as a door panel made of iron.

In fact, it is a door panel, before leaving, it was removed from the gate of Fancheng, and after simple treatment, it became what it is now.

The reason why the carriage was so heavy was entirely because of this great sword.

Manqing held the big sword made from the city gate, shook it, and said, "It's still too light, but it can only be used improvised." ”

The ground trembled.

The giant orc Quaff walked out of the Valley of the Gods.

Manqing also walked out slowly.

Quaf's reminder was huge, and he stepped out more than ten meters in one step, and soon came to Manqing.

The two met in the wilderness.

The brute had to raise his hand to reach Quaf's knee.

The difference between the two is so huge that it's easy to see only Quaf and ignore Manqing.

But everyone present focused on Manqing.

Manqing raised his head and looked at the mountain-like quaf.

Quaf lowered his head, looked at the brute green under his feet in front of him, and his voice exploded like muffled thunder, "I'm Quaf, I'm here to kill you." ”

Manqing nodded, slowly raised the big sword like the door panel, and said, "Please." ”

(End of chapter)