The Hurricane King stood proudly in the air, the Storm Spear in his hand pointed at the three Saint-rank powerhouses in front of him, and said coldly: "An eagle man, a leopard man, and a human, the three of you are Austin, Steel Scythe, and Francis, right?"

Austin and Steel Scythe were silent on the Hurricane King's question, while Francis smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect His Majesty the Hurricane King to know my name, it's really an honor for me to wait!"

"Hmph, in the past two years, the three of you have repeatedly shot in the battle of the orc army to exterminate the various forces on the grassland, which can be called the limelight and famous in the grassland. However, now that the orcs are attacking my Sky Fortress, and none of you have entered the Silver Rank, I want to see how the three of you can compete with me!"

Fighting against a super powerhouse at the peak of the eleventh level, the three of Francis did not dare to have the slightest idea of supporting and retaining their strength, and when they saw the Hurricane King coming, they immediately used their strongest tricks to fight with the Hurricane King.

But in the face of the overwhelming strength advantage possessed by the Hurricane King, the three Francis were at a disadvantage from the start. None of the three of them could break through the Storm Shield, so they couldn't do any damage to the Hurricane King, and then under the threat of the invincible Storm Spear, they could only dodge blindly. It didn't take long for the three of Francis to be left and right, and they had to parry in embarrassment.

When the Hurricane King launched a series of frontal onslaughts against the three Francis, and the portal behind him opened, a flaming long knife suddenly slashed out of the sky and landed on the back of the Hurricane King's neck.

"You've finally appeared!" the Hurricane King shouted, as if he had anticipated the sneak attack behind him, and turned sharply, holding the Storm Shield to block the flying flaming blade.

The Flame Blade slashed at the Storm Shield with a loud boom and a splash of flames.

The moment the Flame Blade slashed at the Storm Shield, the Hurricane King's face changed dramatically. I saw that under his incredible eyes, the indestructible storm shield was actually split in half by the flaming long knife.

Without the protection of the Storm Shield, the Hurricane King hurriedly dodged, but was still a step too late. The flaming blade that split the Storm Shield sliced the Hurricane King's left arm to the shoulder.

The Hurricane King's face twitched violently, his forehead sweating profusely, and he let out a sky-shattering roar of pain.

Then his eyes were torn and he looked up at the sneak attacker who was slowly emerging from a cloud higher in the sky.

It was an elven male dressed in red clothes.

And this elven male is none other than the flame dragon Doragni, who has taken the form of an elf.

It turned out that as early as the outbreak of the battle of the orc army attacking the Sky Fortress today, Doragni had reined in his aura and had been hiding in the clouds of this battlefield airspace, quietly hibernating, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack the Hurricane King. Eventually, Doragni seized the opportunity and threw the flaming knife that struck the Hurricane King in one fell swoop.

With a snap of his hand, the flaming knife that had severed the Hurricane King's left arm flew back into his hand.

The Hurricane King stared at Doragni, his teeth clenched, and a loud roar erupted from his throat.

With a roar, a swirling wheal appeared in the wound of the Hurricane King's left arm. As the wheal spun rapidly, the wind elemental in the air began to surge wildly towards the wound of the Hurricane King. Soon, those wind elements converged into the shape of an arm.

The Hurricane King's left arm regrows.

Seeing the Hurricane King's left arm restored to its original state, Doragni's expression remained unchanged, and he looked calm. Because he felt that the terrifying aura emanating from the Hurricane King had significantly diminished a lot. Obviously, in order to repair the broken arm, the Hurricane King's power was extremely expended, and it was far from being as fine as he seemed on the surface.

"Are you the mysterious Dragon Worship Pope?" the Hurricane King shouted angrily.

Although Doragni was in elven form at the moment, the Hurricane King felt the coexistence of the power of fire and dragon power from Doragni, and knew that the elf in front of him should have changed from a fire dragon. And the Hurricane King had heard that the Pope of the Dragon Cult was a fiery dragon, and immediately guessed the identity of the elves.

However, as for the Pope of the Dragon Worship Sect, he is actually another identity of the genius of the Red Dragon Clan thousands of years ago, because not many people in the world know about it, and this news has not yet spread in the northern grasslands, so the Hurricane King does not know.

"Yes, I'm the Worship of the Dragon!" Doragni said lightly. Let's play

"Two years ago, when your Dragon Worship Sect suddenly rose to prominence in the Northern Frontier Grassland, it was rumored that you were a powerhouse who had just been promoted to the eleventh level. I didn't expect that only two years had passed, and you would have been promoted to another half level and become a powerhouse at the peak of the eleventh level! I had never heard of such a cultivation speed!" The Hurricane King said with a gloomy face.

At the end, the Hurricane King raised the left arm of the freshman, who was not very flexible, and glanced at it, and said hatefully: "I didn't expect you to be able to hide the news of this strength promotion to the bottom of the water, so that I was careless and suffered such a big loss!"

Since Doragni's level dropped from the peak of the twelfth level to the eleventh level, his vision experience was much higher than that of ordinary eleventh level powerhouses, and the difficulty of breaking through the level during cultivation was relatively low. In addition, the trace of 'arcane energy' he had obtained from the black dragon Zigalore had been thoroughly refined in two years, so his strength had been promoted by half a level in just two years, and it was naturally a matter of course.

As for the reason for the rapid increase in his strength, Doragni would not explain much to the Hurricane King. However, for the last words of the Hurricane King, Doragni took over.

"Hehe, if I had known that I was already at the peak of the eleventh level, then it would have been very difficult for me to hit you unexpectedly! And now that you have been injured, your strength has been greatly damaged, even if you want to escape, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!"

Before they knew it, Francis, Steel Scythe, and Austin quietly surrounded him, and together with Doragni, surrounded the Hurricane King in the center.

The Hurricane King's face sank, knowing that he had no way out, he gritted his teeth, roared, and rushed forward again, fighting the four of Doragni with one enemy and four of them.

In the sky, when a great battle broke out among the five Saint-rank powerhouses, the battle of the orc army on the ground to attack the Sky Fort also became more and more intense.

With the destruction of the two magic towers by Austin, the defense of the Sky Fortress was greatly weakened. In the face of the giant crossbows fired by the heavy ballista of the orc army and the magic emitted by the shamans, the remaining two magic towers and the wind mages at the head of the city fought back with all their might, but they could no longer have the same advantage as at the beginning of the war. The remaining two magic towers were also destroyed, and most of the wind elemental mages were killed.

The orc hoplites, who were attacking the Sky Fortress from all four directions, finally reached the top of the city, but the price they paid was extremely high. Of more than 10,000 orc heavy infantry, less than 3,000 of them managed to reach the top of the city. The orc heavy infantry used their own blood and lives to open a path to victory for the subsequent orc troops.

When the first orc heavy infantry landed at the head of the Sky Fortress, the 40,000 orc warriors at the foot of the mountain immediately launched a charge, wading through the bloody path of the orc heavy infantry, and poured all over the mountains to the Sky Fortress.

After reaching the top of the city, the orc heavy infantry launched an attack on the gates heavily guarded by the wind elemental warriors. After repeated battles between the two sides, the gates of the Sky Fortress were finally lost. As the city gates opened, the orc warriors who climbed to the top of the mountain rushed into the sky fortress in a steady stream.

The orc warriors who stormed the Sky Fortress and the wind elemental warriors who retreated to the inner city began to engage in extremely fierce street battles street by street.

At this moment, in the southeast of the Sky Castle City, Blade also led the wolf cavalry under his command to join the ranks of street battles. Of course, because the Sky Fortress stood on the top of the ridge, this battle against the Sky Fortress was not suitable for cavalry combat, so all the orc cavalry units attacking the city this time did not ride on horseback, but all turned into infantry, including the wolf cavalry of the Blood Fang Cavalry Regiment, which was no exception.

Now that the blade has stepped into the ranks of the ninth-level powerhouses, there are few opponents on the battlefield. I saw him walking unhurriedly, no one could stop him along the way, and with the slashing of the war knife in his hand, behind him, there was a stump and severed arm of the Earth Wind Elemental Warrior.

As for these dead wind elemental warriors, after losing the support of the source of life, their bodies made of wind elemental particles began to disintegrate, slowly and irreversibly dissipating into the air.

A wind elemental giant with a huge scythe clenched in both hands, nearly six meters tall, stopped in front of the blade. Unlike other Wind Elemental Warriors, this Wind Elemental Giant was wearing a rare piece of armor made of bluestone. And the aura level on the Wind Elemental Giant's body has reached the peak of the eighth level.

The Wind Elemental Giant roared wildly, wielding a scythe in his hand, and slashed at the blade.

The next battle made the blade a little more difficult.

After a period of back and forth between attack and defense, the bluestone armor on the wind elemental giant's body was split into countless pieces of rubble under the slash of the war knife in the hand of the blade. When the blade dodged the falling scythe once more, leaped up, and plunged the sword into the Wind Elemental Giant's chest, the Wind Elemental Giant's massive body collapsed with a bang.

The blade glanced at the corpse of the wind elemental giant, and was about to continue walking, when he suddenly walked and looked up at a tall hall directly north of the Sky Castle, his eyes couldn't help but narrow.

He felt that there were three extremely powerful auras gathered there, and these three auras were not inferior to himself.

The blade groaned slightly, and then strode towards the tall hall.