In the battle just now, Yang Jiangong withdrew one-third of his strength halfway, so the silver-white brilliance flashed, and he didn't really show the appearance of the Bull Demon King.

Now, it's Regg's turn to play.

"Get ready to take it, human."

Since ancient times, the Totem Tribe has had a long-standing prophecy that the tribe will usher in one of the most powerful warriors, second only to the Minotaur chieftain.

After years of roaming the sacred land where the ancestors of the Minotaurs lived, the Totem Tribe sought a chief of strength and wisdom from their ancestors, and one day proved that he, Regg, was the prophesied hero.

It houses the most powerful ancestral souls in its body, and now, the earth trembles with the power of protection within it. Wield its unparalleled power, in addition to shattering everything Totem Pole, Reg, and even swing a tomahawk to split the earth.

In the following contempt, Yang Jiangong will soon be able to feel what kind of power is hidden in the terrifying body of the minotaur Reg in order to win back the glory.

The competition begins.

In front of him, in Yang Jiangong's eyes, it was a strong minotaur wearing large red armor and only revealing a pair of eyes.

It was a pair of eyes full of anger, cold, and chilling. It was like a flame, stepping on the sorrow of the earth, without saying a word, but the perseverance in its eyes, the cold gaze was enough to see through everything.

It is the next chieftain, and all things are to be subjugated in its vast and compassionate vision.

Except-Yang Jiangong!

Instead of using a totem pole, Reg arrives with a giant battle axe in his hand. Its voice was hoarse and muffled. "Human! You're going to be attacked by storm! ”

Reg cherished the words like gold, and when he said the last word, the body was draped in barbed heavy armor. It's already soaring into the air! The giant battle axe, which shone with an icy cold glow, slashed into the air above Yang Jiangong's head!

The force is unstoppable, under this terrifying heavy axe, Yang Jiangong is simply unavoidable! Because of the opponent's swiftness and unparalleled speed, all dodging techniques are in vain.

"Incarnation!"

Willing to experience the strength of the minotaur Leg, Yang Jiangong finally used his full strength. As his height skyrocketed, two huge horns popped out of his head.

Behind the shield in his hand, a 500-pound Maiya sword quietly appeared, in Yang Jiangong's eyes. Regg's power has completely departed from the realm of human power. So he can't hold it up, but in order to ensure that he won't kill the other party with a sword, he must also find out what the bottom limit of this minotaur is.

Just like in the collision with the Golden Ring Minotaur just now, if it weren't for Yang Jiangong at the last moment. Forcibly suppressed his own power. Even if you hit and kill the other party on the spot, it is not impossible.

Although Reg was surprised by the change in Yang Jiangong's appearance in front of him, a good fighter would not hesitate at such a time.

Sonorous -

There was a piercing sound of gold and iron in the arena.

The eagle emblem shield in Yang Jiangong's hand was directly split by the battle axe of the minotaur Reg, and even the remaining strength was not lost, and it was slashed Yang Jiangong's Maiya sword.

At this time, the sharp axe blade of the minotaur Rig was trapped in the body of the sword.

It's just that the huge pressure from his head has to make Yang Jiangong kneel on one knee and use the strength of his whole body to support this terrifying power suppression.

"Beyond the Fourth Order. The weight of this axe is more than 400 pounds. But it's not enough! ”

The roar from under the great axe made Reg the Minotaur feel only around his body. Suddenly it became empty.

In the brief interval between its last breath and the next, an unrivaled force struck back from under the tomahawk, and this unrivaled force pierced its heart like a merciless cold arrow.

Hum -

The sky swirled, and the minotaur Reg was violently shaken, and in its vision, a large area of very vague phantoms appeared, and the sky and the earth were connected together, including Yang Jiangong in front of him, which became dozens in an instant.

"This ...... It's just horrible......"

The fairy patriarch opened his mouth as wide as the mouth of a box, and he was stunned for a moment, and then he swallowed two or three mouthfuls of saliva, as if his throat was dry. The atmosphere around the arena once became audible, and the eyes of everyone were filled with an incomparable shock.

In the eyes of onlookers, it was only the first round for Reg to lose his weapon, and the giant battle axe, which weighed hundreds of pounds, was completely out of his hands and flew away......

Perhaps the vague Reg didn't know that at the moment just now, Yang Jiangong's heavy punch hit its smooth axe, and the fine battle axe made of steel was deformed at the first time, and a huge fist mark appeared on it.

A shrewd and great warrior must first understand a truth before learning to fight, that is, the weapon in his hand must be held tightly.

If you hold it too loosely, you may lose your weapon in the first turn, and if you hold it too tightly, it will cause your arms to stiffen and affect the speed of your attack. Once the opponent's strength is greater than its own, it will suffer huge losses.

In the process of wrestling just now, Reg obviously made a mistake that should not be made, in order to exert full pressure on Yang Jiangong, it was too confident, and it held the battle axe in its hand too tightly and tightly.

This led to a result, the moment the tomahawk flew out of his hand, not only was his whole person shocked, so that even his entire right arm lost sensation.

"Long live the glory!!"

Anger can bring out a terrible potential within the body.

When Yang Jiangong stood up from the ground again, he deliberately aroused the anger in his chest.

His eyes widened, his brows and faces erupted, and he stared at the minotaur angrily.

And as long as he gets the first opportunity, Yang Jiangong will not give any opponent a chance to breathe.

With all his punch, Reg didn't show the slightest sign of retreating except for his consciousness falling into a blur and flying away from his weapon. What does this mean? It shows that inside the other party's body, there is an equally powerful mysterious power. offsetting this shock.

"It must not be brought back to its senses!"

"Crit!"

Yang Jiangong's eyes sank, and before the other party's vague sanity became clear again, Yang Jiangong used the back of his sword. Slammed down the broad shoulders of Reg the Minotaur.

At this time, Yang Jiangong didn't have to worry at all, he would accidentally kill this minotaur.

Fight the fourth order against the fifth order.

If this minotaur hadn't used the extra mystical powers, it would have been a hell of a life.

Bang -

After a sword, the cow falls!

But that's definitely not the end.

"Crit!"

Yang Jiangong quickly withdrew Maiya's sword, and poured the strength of his whole body into his waist and the base of his right leg.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang-

The two minutes are long and exciting!

Yang Jiangong kept blasting the minotaur Reg into the ground. Make sure the other person won't get up again. He retracted his numb ankles, then lifted his head to calm the concussions in his chest a little.

"You've lost."

As you can imagine. What a shock it was for this phrase to fall into the ears of the Minotaurs.

At the same time, Yang Jiangong also had to admire Rege's strong body, and in less than a minute, Reg stood up from the ground. Then stared at Yang Jiangong. When I heard those three words. Suddenly, it was stunned for a moment, exhaled briefly and spasmodically, and stood up as if it had taken root, "Fifth-order professional, I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful existence in the human world. Defeated by a god, not a weak human, Reg was not ashamed. I throw in the towel. As a tribute to you, I renounce the conquest of the Elven Forest. ”

Maybe it's because there is too much prejudice about human beings. Reg did not treat Yang Jiangong as a human being, but as a non-human deity.

At the same time, the status of the Minotaur in the orc clan is not controlled by the orc lion emperor. So Reg can give up the conquest of the Fairy Forest.

Elena, and the many goblins, had their hearts beating hard. Witnessing a duel of pure power, the fairy patriarch's lips sometimes trembled, and his eyebrows sometimes moved.

"If the Minotaurs can give up the war against humanity, maybe we can be friends. I know that there are not many members of the Minotaur clan, and your status among the orcs is unmatched. And the reason why the minotaurs joined the orc army was not for the land, but for the iron. ”

Yang Jiangong's skating is not groundless. In the orc society, where productivity is low and civilization is extremely backward, most of all iron tools are captured from the battlefield.

In addition, orcs are not good at prospecting and mining. The amount of iron ore owned by orcs can be counted in the palm of one hand, and three of them are in the hands of lions and tigermen.

In an orc society where even iron tools could not be popularized, iron ore was equivalent to a currency of exchange.

Although the amount of iron that can be scavenged in the human world does not seem to be much, in the eyes of the Minotaurs, it is a large amount.

"Five thousand healthy human slaves, that's the maximum the totem tribe can give. The lionmen do not have the authority to command the minotaurs, we can withdraw from the war, but you must establish an iron trade with us. ”

To be able to pay five thousand human slaves, Reg has already paid a big price. The minotaurs were not good at work, and all grazing and other manual labor were performed by slaves.

Since occupying a human plain, the totem tribe has been satisfied. They have always had a large slave trade with other orc tribes.

The Minotaurs left only what the tribe needed, and almost sold out of other surplus slaves.

If it weren't for the bull's burly physique, the armor and weapons needed would have cost a lot. Reg really didn't want to cut half of his family's labor at once. For that means that there are many minotaurs in his family who will be engaged in menial labor.

Minotaurs are born warriors, and born gladiatorial warriors. No one wants to do something that has nothing to do with bravery and pride, not even a minotaur!

In response to this situation, Yang Jiangong had an idea and offered a very tempting condition to Rege.

"Dear Warrior Rega, as far as I know, the lizardmen of the Red Stone Tribe possess several times more human slaves than the Totem Tribe. Why don't you ......"

Yang Jiangong's intention is very clear, and some words do not need to be clarified.

And Reg is not a stupid person, on the contrary, he is very shrewd and spicy. Selling humans to humans is a betrayal of the orcs in disguise.

However, the minotaurs, who are empty-eyed and even dissatisfied with the lionman, don't care.

But despite this, Regg's eyes immediately showed a look of disgust, "Glorious god of Lorkadan, although those filthy lizardmen are a group of waste, during the war between the orcs and the human city-states, there was an agreement between the nine great shamans, and no tribe can compromise with humans, let alone establish trade!" ”

Although Rege's words were righteous and resolute, but after avoiding the history of the beast clan, Yang Jiangong was completely able to perceive that it was not firm.

For a person who is not firm in heart, if the temptation does not work, it is that the chips are not enough!

At this time, what Yang Jiangong had to do was to increase his chips, so he didn't even bother to use the honorific title anymore, "Reg, the Rolladan Kingdom is the northernmost land close to the ice field, separated by Camelot and the Guild Kingdom, and the Orcs have not yet waged war against this land, so this agreement is not binding until the war between Lolkadan and the Orcs officially begins." ”

"I don't mean to hide it from you, the lizardmen of the Red Stone Tribe have killed countless humans, so as long as it is a slave taken from the Red Stone Tribe, I am willing to buy it at a price ten times higher! with iron and gold coins. ”

Ten times.

Grunt!

Faced with the temptation of wealth, even a warrior like Reg swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "...... I'll have to think about it again! ”

"Fifteen times!"

“……”

"Twenty times, if it doesn't work, I'll leave immediately!"

"Deal!" Rege's bull's eyes widened, and he determined the price offered by Yang Jiangong in one bite!

"But I have to make sure, I have enough human slaves, but how are you going to pay for so much gold?" Reg is not a simple-minded fool.

So it knew that before the Minotaur could clash with the lizardmen and werewolves for human captives and slaves at the same time, it had to be sure that Yang Jiangong could afford to pay such a high price.

“…… Warrior Regg, I own a kingdom with a vault as many gold as mountains in it! As long as you can send healthy humans under the age of 30 to Lore Cardin, you will get ...... for every human being 1 gold coin. ”

Yang Jiangong almost laughed.

After all, the minotaur is a minotaur, and his brain will not be very bright at critical moments. He said 20 times the price, but he didn't say 20 times the price. So Yang Jiangong offered one gold coin per person.

But even so, it almost made Regg's eyes bloodshot in an instant! Because there are simply too many humans in the orc-occupied area, so many carnivorous orcs, werewolves, tigers, etc., have to eat humans every once in a while to reduce their numbers. (To be continued......)