When the voice fell, everyone raised their heads in unison, watching the spatial vortex in mid-air fluctuate violently at this time, and dozens of terrifying breaths were being transmitted from it.

"Kill them all."

Zhao Shanhe's voice was cold.

This time is different from the previous ones, these are all real warriors from the demon clan, and there is only one ending, either they die or they die!

In a short period of effort, dozens of figures had already jumped out of the extremely unstable spatial passage, all of them with burly shapes and hideous faces, just quietly suspended in mid-air, looking down on Zhao Shanhe, the group of human warriors below.

"Twenty!"

Zhao Shanhe's eyes tightened, twenty demon clan warriors... Moreover, the demon clan warrior who appeared at the front was obviously more majestic, and even he had a vague sense of oppression.

"Orange-level demon clan martial artist?"

Zhao Shanhe was unsure in his heart, the strength of the demon clan's martial artists was distinguished by the color of the backbone, which was still unknown, but this momentum alone was enough to make Zhao Shanhe have such a strong sense of threat.

But it doesn't have the unfathomable feeling of a martial arts master, and the only explanation is the orange level, a demon warrior of this level is almost a five-star martial artist of the human race, but in fact it will only be stronger.

In addition, most of the rest are red-level demon clan warriors, and this part of the demon clan warriors is comparable to four-star.

Seeing this, Ye Xiuyue wanted to take out the signal flare and wanted to call for reinforcements, but the demon clan warrior seemed to have already figured out the routine of the human warrior, and the orange rank leader led by him snapped out a strong breath and directly smashed the signal gun in Ye Xiuyue's hand.

Ye Xiuyue's expression changed drastically, and this group of demon clan warriors made a piercing sound, as if they were communicating.

"Huh, what are they talking about?" Ye Xiaoying asked with a whimsical look.

"They say there's a monster in this group of humans, and it looks like it's smooth-skinned, and it should be delicious."

Ye Xiaoying: ......

Wait, how do they know they're monsters?

"No reinforcements, only death fighting!"

Zhao Shanhe chuckled and said, "I hope I can see you alive later." ”

The voice fell, and his whole figure had already swept forward directly, jumped onto a piece of gravel, and directly attacked the orange-level demon clan martial artist with his strength!

The battle of racial civilizations, there is no need to talk too much nonsense at all, and it will be over after fighting!

The battle broke out instantly, and Ye Xiuyue and the others were also unambiguous, except for a few people who could be one-on-one with these demon clan warriors and not fall behind, they could also join forces to contain them because of their large numbers.

What the situation is, it's hard to say, Zhao Shanhe at this time doesn't have the time to think about these things at all, and his opponent is even more difficult to deal with!

When the orange-rank demon clan martial artist saw Zhao Shanhe rushing towards him, he also showed a cruel smile, and directly punched Zhao Shanhe!

In mid-air, the two figures quickly collided together, and after an instant, they staggered, and Zhao Shanhe kept retreating, and it was only after more than ten meters that he could unload the force of the punch just now.

"It's stronger than the average five-star martial artist..."

Zhao Shanhe gasped, his eyes locked on this orange-level demon clan martial artist, and everyone was testing in the initial confrontation, the strength of this orange-level demon clan martial artist was a little more terrifying than he imagined.

In human parlance, it is a figure who has half a foot in the realm of a grandmaster.

"You killed my people."

The orange-level demon clan martial artist was suspended in mid-air, looking down at Zhao Shanhe with an absolutely arrogant attitude, and said directly in the language of the demon clan.

"I, Owen, never kill the nameless, lowly human, and you have the right to make me remember your name."

Zhao Shanhe rolled his eyes, are the demon clans so conceited?

"You know, the demon warrior I killed, it said it had a son named Owen."

Zhao Shanhe sneered and rushed over again, this time he didn't hide it, after roughly knowing what the other party's strength was, there was no need to test it again.

Owen was obviously stunned, with its brain, it probably couldn't turn around for the first time, and by the time it realized that it was turning a corner to scold itself, Zhao Shanhe had already come to the front again.

A stick falls!

In his hurry, Owen could only raise his arm to block, the power of B-grade alloy weapons should not be underestimated.

Owen let out a scream, his scarlet eyes filled with endless anger!

"How dare you hurt me!?"

Zhao Shanhe sneered, and the iron rod in his hand was raised and fell again, and the strength contained in it was far beyond the stick of Fang Cai!

Power skills in the wood-burning knife method!

It was used by Zhao Shanhe on the stick method, and this stick after stick was continuous, and the ferocious force was to beat Owen, an orange-level demon warrior, to the ground from mid-air!

After hitting more than thirty sticks in one breath, Zhao Shanhe retreated, panting, this technique of the wood-burning knife technique is a double-edged sword, from the moment of launching the attack to the end, it directly exhausts all the blood qi in the body.

If you can't kill others, you will die yourself.

Zhao Shanhe knocked a blood condensation pill and began to quickly recover his blood qi, while frantically absorbing the surrounding aura to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The smoke was filled, and Owen, who had been knocked down from mid-air, was also inhuman, and his ugly face was covered with blood, and he slowly struggled to get up from the ground.

"Click."

Owen learned to be smart this time, and didn't talk nonsense with Zhao Shanhe, his bloody back squirmed, and a spine that emitted an orange light was slowly pulled out by it.

The natal weapon of the demon warriors is their second backbone!

The orange glow was rich and varied, eventually forming a scythe.

"You still have to open the eight skills to cut down these demon warriors..."

Zhao Shanhe shook his head, if he didn't open the Eight Techniques, he could only barely fight with this Orange-level Demon Clan Martial Artist, and if he wanted to kill it, he had to use the power of the Eight Techniques.

"Ding, look, what a young life it is, but it died because of you, the plot is bad: medium, and the reward villain is worth 20,000!"

At this time, at the same time as the prompt sound came from his mind, Ye Xiaoying's cry was also heard behind him, someone died in battle...

Zhao Shanhe glanced at it, it was a boy, he was pierced through the chest by the demon clan warrior with a spine sword, but it was also for Ye Xiaoying to get the opportunity, and cut off the head of the demon clan warrior with a sword.

"What to cry for, this is war!"

Zhao Shanhe snorted coldly and reprimanded angrily: "If you have time to cry and cry there, it is better to save your strength to kill all these demon clan warriors, remember that at this moment you are not fighting for yourself, but for this nascent land that you are stepping on!" ”

"Fangzi, I will avenge you!"

There was a roar of grief and anger from within the group, and the death of their companion made them even more saddened, and this was the fate they had chosen, not for themselves, for the land of the newborn until the last moment.