In the Zanga swamp, soon two columns of tornadoes formed by Dou Qi rose from the ground and rushed straight to Xiaohan.

In the loud rumbling sound, the huge fluorescent mushroom trees were constantly broken off and fell down with a bang. All of this stems from the fact that the destructive power generated by the pair of fierce fighting figures in the swamp during the battle was too huge, and the fluorescent mushroom trees around them were affected and destroyed.

At this moment, the fighting energy on Tirio's body had turned into a whirling hurricane, enveloping his whole body. Every time Tirio in the wheal swung the sword in his hand, a condensed wind blade would shoot out from the blade, disappear in a flash, and then the next time it appeared, it was already in front of Nack.

However, Nack also seemed to have figured out the elusive flight trajectory of the wind blade, and every time the serrated broadsword in his hand fell, it was the last place where the wind blade flashed. And whenever those wind blades collided with Nack's jagged broadsword, they would be shattered by his fighting spirit.

After receiving several Wind Blade attacks from Tirio in succession, Nack's figure swayed, and a figure that looked exactly like him and also held a serrated broadsword suddenly appeared out of thin air on the right side of his body. As soon as the 'Nack' appeared, he immediately crushed him, brandishing a serrated broadsword and slamming Tirio.

Tirio snorted coldly, knowing that it was a battle clone conjured up by the high-level combat skill 'Mirror Clone'. 'Mirror clone' is a combat skill that can only be cultivated by a great swordsman who has reached level nine or a sword saint of higher level, because the mirror clone and even the weapons in his hand are all transformed by Dou Qi, which consumes a lot of Dou Qi, and at least a ninth-level Dou Qi is required to be able to support it.

Although the combat power of the mirror doppelganger is far less powerful than Nack's own deity, but under his attack, Tirio, who has been swinging the wind blade continuously to suppress Nack, also had to be distracted to deal with it, as Tirio's attack on Nack's wind blade slowed down, Nack immediately seized the opportunity, and stepped out with a combat skill 'Wind Step', his feet galloped like the wind, and instantly came to Tirio's side, and the serrated broadsword in his hand slashed down, and started a hand-to-hand combat with Tirio.

The two of you come and go, one

It's hard to tell the difference between victory and defeat. The powerful aura exuded by the two ninth-level powerhouses when they were fighting had already scared away all the demonic beasts within a radius of several miles, but at a distance from the battle position of the two, at this moment, there was a towering figure like a hill walking towards them.

It is a fungal giant that is fifteen meters tall.

Fungal giants are unique creatures in the Zangar swamps, generally over ten meters tall and covered in brightly colored toxins. The fungal giants are very powerful and aggressive, hunting all kinds of magical beasts in the Zangar swamps. For those intelligent races who dare to break into the swamps of Zangar, the fungal giants will also hunt them as prey.

The battle between Nack and Tirio draws the fungal giant. Its steps seem slow, but with each step, it can cross a distance of seven or eight meters, and the earth will shake violently in response to its steps. And the terrifying aura emanating from its body was comparable to that of a ninth-level peak warrior of the quasi-saint rank.

As Nack and Tirio fought fiercely, and the fungal giants approached, an army arrived outside the swamp where the battle could not be reached.

The soldiers in this large army were dressed in different colors, and they were clearly divided into four camps, each gathered under four fluttering flags. The four flags depict an eagle with a mouth spewing flames, a krait with wings, a blizzard howling in the sky, and a samurai shouting with a sword raised to the sky. This army is a mercenary alliance composed of four mercenary groups: 'Fire Eagle', 'Golden Ring Flying Snake', 'Ice Storm', and 'War Heaven'.

The four horses slowly walked out of the coalition army formation, standing in front of the formation, the four Terran knights on horseback pointed at the Zangar swamp in front of them, as if they were arguing about something, and the voices of the last few people became louder and louder, and the argument gradually escalated into a quarrel.

"What are you talking about? We've all chased us here, and now we're saying we're going to retreat? Those damn werewolves are less than three hundred, and we still have more than three thousand, more than ten times their number, and we're going to wipe out all of these werewolves this time!"

The strong man, wrapped in a thick layer of heavy plate armor from top to bottom, roared angrily.

The object of the brawling man's roar is an archer wearing rhino skin armor. The archer frowned and replied coldly: "Selt, I know that in the last battle against the Boulder Fort, your Zhantian mercenary group killed a lot of people, and you are bent on revenge. But in that battle, the casualties of our Golden Ring Flying Serpent were not small, and my revenge is as strong as yours. However, we are now facing the Zangar Swamp, and if we are a few thousand people, if we venture into it, it will not be enough to stuff the teeth of those vicious monsters in the swamp. ”

As if to justify his own reasons and make them more convincing, the archer continued: " Eight hundred years ago, when the orc Renxa the Great led the army to attack the Byzantine Empire, the main force of the army had already hit the Byzantine capital Catalan, but it was because there was an orc division that was blocked on the way to the army, and this orc division in order to meet with the main force of the Lensa Emperor on time to attack Cataloland, so it changed the route of the march, rushed to the shortcut and tried to force through the Byzantine Empire's Demon Forest, as a result, this orc division of hundreds of thousands of people was attacked by countless various types of monsters in the Demon Forest, and finally the whole army was wiped out。 Due to the unexpected defeat of this partial division, the Lenque Emperor was unable to capture Catalan in time for the arrival of King Qin's troops from all over Byzantium, and finally had to withdraw his troops in disgust. ”

"But it's the Demon Forest, not the Zangar Swamp!" Celt continued to roar with wide eyes as soon as the archer finished speaking.

"I'm using this analogy, now we face the Zangar Swamp just as the orc army faced the Demon Forest!" the archer insisted on his opinion.

"Alright, Selt, Jean, you two don't quarrel. Diff is our unanimously chosen leader, and it is up to him to decide whether or not to withdraw our troops. A black-armored swordsman with two giant swords behind him shouted at the two of them. After speaking, he turned his head to a man dressed as a mage on the back of the war horse next to him and asked, "Diff, what do you say to do now? Anyway, no matter what decision you make, our Fire Eagle will advance and retreat together with you Ice and Snow Storm!"