With Rodara's roar, there was a rustling sound in the mountains and forests, and the eyes that were glowing with ghostly light lit up from the depths of the mountains and forests.

Then, a monster with a height of two or three meters and a sturdy body walked out of it, and its huge paws stepped on the ground, making a 'thump, thump' sound.

It seems that the sound they heard before was the sound of these guys walking.

"Is it the nearby Warcraft clan?!"

Seeing everything in front of him, Rodara naturally divided them into Warcraft, after all, in this era, except for humans, only Warcraft existed.

Then, a bad look appeared on his face.

If they were still members of the Holy Clan, they would naturally be very happy to encounter a fairly large group of Warcraft Clans now.

After all, in this era, Warcraft is the source of their human power, and they can't see the Warcraft of the entire continent almost being killed by their humans.

But now, they and the princess have separated from the Holy Clan, and now there are only a few people in their hands, and it is when their strength is the weakest, and when they encounter a group of Warcraft that looks quite powerful at this moment, of course he will have some headaches.

After all, they really can't afford to be weakened now.

"You guys stand back!"

Rodara immediately shouted, causing several knights behind him to step aside, and he alone held a giant sword and rushed towards these monsters.

Several knights immediately went to Phil Xilu's side, and couldn't help but be a little worried as they watched their captain of the guard rush towards the Demon Beast clan alone.

After all, they don't know the level of these demonic beasts in front of them, but the demonic beasts of this era are still very powerful.

Filshilu, on the other hand, stood very calmly at the end, silently watching Rodara rush towards the monsters, as if he was very confident in their strength.

"Drink!"

Rodara roared angrily, and swung the giant sword in his hand twice, and two condensed magic powers suddenly pounced on the two monsters in front of him.

There was a loud bang, and the two monsters were swept away far away because they couldn't withstand Rodara's magic, and fell headlong into the mound.

"It worked!"

And seeing that Rodara had solved the two monsters with a single look, the knights in the rear couldn't help but show joy on their faces, thinking that the level of this group of monsters was not high, at most they were just juvenile-level magical beasts.

Unexpectedly, Phil Xilu behind them frowned, and suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"No, it's not that simple."

Not far away, the two monsters that were knocked out by Rodara suddenly opened their eyes again, slowly stood up from the ground, patted the dirt on their bodies, and seemed to be fine.

The situation in front of him couldn't help but make several knights break out in a cold sweat:

"How could it be...... Lord Rodara, but one of the few warriors of our Holy Clan......"

Before they could finish their sentences, they heard Rodala in front of them yell:

"Where the hell did these monsters come from! Their strength is already comparable to that of our Holy Clan's warrior group! No, even more on top of that! ”

His complexion is very ugly, the same level of Warcraft and humans, it is originally Warcraft that is more powerful, after all, the magic power of their human beings is borrowed, not only is the stock small, but the only ones that can be used are a few tricks, a few moves to defeat the undead Warcraft, and it is generally them humans who fail.

And the strength of these demonic beasts in front of them is not weak, which means that they are really in trouble.

"It seems that I have to be serious, and now I don't care if the battle will alarm the Wolf Moon Clan in the distance."

After Rodara's whispered these words, outside his body, a purple-blue magic power wrapped in thunder and lightning suddenly erupted, and suddenly, the entire mountain forest was violently windy, and the sky roared.

Seeing this, the first few monsters immediately pounced on him, but before they could touch each other, a powerful magical aura shook them open and threw them out directly, smashing deep cracks into the earth.

Seeing this, a monster with a stronger body and a more powerful appearance gritted its teeth and tore apart his aura and rushed up at his face.

But before the monster's palm slapped on his head, it suddenly paused in the air.

I saw that Rodara's foot kicked at its body at some point, and suddenly, the monster was knocked out like a cannonball, and fell under a piece of sand, and its body was paralyzed by lightning and could not move.

"Worthy of Lord Rodala! One of the most powerful warriors the Holy Clan has ever had! ”

Seeing that Rodara had easily dealt with several monsters, several knights behind couldn't help but cheer.

After all, their Rodara Captain is a warrior of the Holy Clan, what does the warrior of the Holy Clan represent? It represents the most powerful group of powerhouses in this continent.

Although these knights were all excited when they saw Rodara's might, thinking that they could not lose this time, the princess behind them frowned and couldn't help but glance deeper into the mountains and forests.

Her intuition told her that there seemed to be some kind of existence in the mountain forest that made her feel extremely palpitations.

At the same time, Rodala, who had won a small victory not far away, also waved the big sword in his hand.

He knew that he had to do it as soon as possible, after all, his state would not last long, and he had to deal with them as soon as possible before the magic power ran out and the powerhouses of the Wolf Moon Clan found out, and escaped with the princess.

Immediately, he roared, brought up an extremely powerful thunderbolt magic, and slashed down at the monsters in front of him with a single sword.

Suddenly, a deep ravine cracked from the ground, and the ogres not far away couldn't help but feel a little frightened when they saw this scene.

That's right, these huge monsters in front of them are naturally the Eleventh Legion of the Demon King Army under Lu Ming, that is, the legion of the ogres.

Just when Rodara's huge sword qi was about to overwhelm the entire ogre army, a palm suddenly appeared in mid-air and took the sword directly.

"Ahh

Falling from mid-air was a middle-aged human uncle with a much more ordinary body.

Seeing this figure, the ogres below couldn't help but shout with some shame:

"Lord Afar!"

As they shouted, the one who saved their ogre army was naturally Afar, one of the four generals who shuttled with them.

At this moment, Afar didn't pay attention to the shouts of the ogres, but just looked at Rodala not far away with great interest.

And Rodara looked at the middle-aged man with a very embarrassed face, and couldn't help but ask:

"Who are you?!"

He knew that the 'middle-aged man' in front of him was definitely not human.

Because the arm of the other party's sword that had just stopped him had turned into a dragon claw at this moment.

Seeing this claw, Rodara's face couldn't help but show a hint of malaise.

Dragon species, this kind of demonic beast is the most difficult among the demonic beasts, not only has the same intelligence as humans, but also generally has extremely strong strength.

And after Afar looked down and saw his arm that was beaten back to the prototype, he couldn't help but show a hint of surprise:

"It's really a powerful sword skill, it seems that it is still attached to the damage of thunder and lightning, so my arm is still numb......

"But it's a pity that there seems to be some follow-up power missing from that sword."

I saw that Afar's magic power moved around his arm, and the power of thunder and lightning on it was cleared, and his arm changed back to its original state, as if it had never been injured.

Then, he raised his head, looked directly at Rodala who was wrapped in lightning in front of him, and said:

"Come on, let me try, the four-turn powerhouse of the Chaos Era!"