"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Xingle's right leg slammed on the ground, and several openings suddenly cracked on the ground of the crypt platform, and the whole person's body appeared in front of a group of alien humans in a flash.

The water pipes in his hands turned into countless afterimages and smashed down one after another.

This time, the water pipe is no longer crystal clear, but the color of blood is all over the pipe, which is extremely weird.

"Devour!"

Xingle's mouth made a cold and bone-chilling sound.

Bang! Bang!

......

The sound of weapons colliding was endless.

A series of crashing sounds, blood-colored lights alternated with each other, and the water pipes turned into tens of millions, and the momentum was extraordinary.

"Haha, just this bit of strength, haven't eaten?"

"I thought it was another ninth-order awakener!"

The group of people that Xingle attacked were all tall and ugly, looking like people and non-humans, more like orcs.

The man at the head was armed with a barbed rod and a shield made of the bones of some kind of creature tied to his other hand, and he was the one who spoke.

The attack launched by Xingle was almost blocked by him.

The ugly face let out a loud laugh, mocking the attack of Hoshiraku, raindropping and thundering.

"It's my turn!"

The orc leader roared.

The black airflow instantly surrounded the barbed rod, and for a while, a black airflow appeared within a few meters of the surrounding area.

The air flow contained murderous intent, and it was violently swung out, with a sense of heaviness like a mountain.

"Bang!"

Xingle's body moved slightly to dodge, and the opponent smashed a hammer on the ground.

A pit appeared directly on the ground of the platform, and rubble flew around.

The barbed rods flew like lightning and weighed a thousand pounds!

"Bang!"

Xingle didn't dodge it in the end, and was directly smashed by a stick and flew out, the water pipe trembled slightly, and the blood on it was a little lighter.

"Boy, you have this ability, this weapon is in your hands, it's really a waste!"

The orc leader exerted his foot, jumped high, waved his thorn stick, and the whole person quickly rushed towards Xingle.

"Let me teach you what it means to break through a thousand armies!"

Xingle didn't speak, didn't dodge again, held the hose at his side with both hands, as if waiting for the thorn stick to smash down.

This orc-like race was originally a very famous race in the starry sky, with great strength, thick and tight body muscles, and strength-based.

That thick black qi is actually a gene of blessed power in their blood, which can be released.

"Boom!"

A bloody light erupted around the water pipe, dispersing the black gas on the stick.

The orc leader's pupils shrank, and he took a few steps back, and the weapon in the hand of the kid in front of him seemed to change a little.

More black air currents appeared from him, and at this time, he looked like a demon god, and the barbed rod in his hand instantly turned into a continuous black shadow, smashing wildly towards Xingle again!

At this time, the water pipe seemed to suck a mouthful of blood from Xingle's hand, and suddenly the bloody aura was monstrous, filling the crypt.

The barbed rod, which had been completely wrapped in black airflow, smashed down again and again, trying to smash the water pipe.

However, Xingle seems to have suddenly changed Dafa, and he is not hard-hitting, and is obviously much more flexible.

Every time the stick is smashed, as soon as it touches the water pipe, it will lean to the side, unloading most of the huge force, which is quite a feeling of four or two thousand pounds.

"Ahh

After a long time of attacking, the orc leader seemed to be a little irritable, shouted a few times, and lost his initial calmness.

The orc leader knows very well that although his strength is great, there is a limit to this, and if he keeps smashing like this, his strength will always be exhausted.

At this moment, Xingle's body moved, and he fell to the ground and no longer floated, and the hose in his hand swung out towards the calf of the orc leader.

Xingle, who turned into a "terrible ghost", seemed to see something.

The orc leader's strength may come from his two thick, powerful thighs.

"Bang!"

Huge barbed rods blocked the water pipes.

After connecting a few times, they were all blocked by the orc leader.

Although the orc leader blocked Xingle's attack, he was not comfortable, because of his tall size, it was very awkward to bend down to resist, and he was already covered in sweat.

"No, there is no way to fight back if it goes on like this. ”

The orc leader said secretly in his heart, trying to calm himself down.

Xingle's every blow is very simple and rough, as he wants, and the force of swinging out of the hose is not large, but the angle is very tricky, and he never leaves the opponent's two calves.

......

Time passed little by little, and under Xingle's attacks again and again, the orc leader's defense became more and more difficult, and the roar was repeated, and it was unspeakably miserable.

The opponent's attack is so intensive, don't talk about calming down at this time, let alone attacking, it's difficult to retreat.