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Where the sword qi passed, white light rose one after another, and the tail end of the sword qi was in the middle of the third elder and the middle-aged man.

The eyes of the two people widened, and they were directly torn into powder by this incomparable sword qi.

"This time, more than 200 people were brought with us, and flares were released in advance, just to deal with me?" Jiang Yan touched his nose, looking a little helpless.

A group of dark players were stunned, and this time no one ran away, but they all rushed forward with a scream.

They have long been familiar with Jiang Yan's urine, and they know that if they escape, they will die, and there is still a glimmer of life under their desperate efforts.

Of course, in Jiang Yan's opinion, these people have no chance at all.

Letting the spells and feathered arrows fall on his body, he saw a group of warriors rushing in front of him, he smiled, held his sword in both hands, and swung it vigorously.

Surrounded by a circle of sword light, at least twenty players around him were all killed!

Full Moon Slash!

Jiang Yan is now blessed with the Son of the Forest, and his full attributes have been increased by 100%, and at this moment, he is completely equivalent to a Super Saiyan, and these enemies in front of him, not to mention the boss, are not even ordinary mobs.

Not far away, a group of new ranged classes were dumbfounded, they were indeed players who had been temporarily summoned to ensure the team's leveling.

I thought that with two hundred people, even the lemon Xiaoice stick would not be pleased, who knew that the scene was such a one-sided massacre!

Jiang Yan's gaze quickly fell on them, and a sword qi swung out, instantly forming a vacuum area several zhang in front of him.

With his current 6,000 points of attack, plus critical hits and curses, a sword aura falls, at least 10w+ terrifying output, not to mention these low and intermediate players, even if the current top players come, there is a 99% probability of being killed in one hit, and it will never be pleased!

The situation on the field soon changed from 100 people besieging one person to one person chasing and killing 100 people.

But seeing the afterimage, Jiang Yan went on a rampage like a mad bull, waving his long sword, bringing up one white light after another.

No one is the enemy of his sword!

In less than ten minutes, two hundred players of the First Dark Branch were slaughtered by Jiang Yan, and the sin value had soared to 3w points!

The ID on the top of the head automatically appeared, crimson as blood, revealing a demonic weirdness.

The equipment floating all over the ground is difficult to enter Jiang Yan's eyes.

He chuckled, disappeared, exited the Temple of the Damned, and hurried towards the Nightmare Plains once more.

I've been killed three times before and after, I'm afraid that everyone will be annoyed?

Not only can it break the morale of the enemy, but once this kind of thing spreads, the dark empire will also become a laughing stock.

With the temper of the Dark Tiger King, maybe he will personally bring tens of thousands of people to encircle and suppress revenge, and search all over the map.

However, Jiang Yan is not false, the son of the forest in 3min is enough for him to run among 10,000 people, but the CD is too long, and it is as high as 24 hours.

Fortunately, the Nightmare Plains is vast enough, and the level of monsters is high, relying on group stealth, even if the Dark Empire really dispatches 10,000 people, it is impossible to get him.

Returning to the Nightmare Plains and eating the Hell Demon Cauldron, Ehiko continues to embark on the journey of the Ancient Orcs.

After more than half a day of single brushing, Jiang Yan's skills have become extremely proficient, and now he can kill an ancient orc in more than ten seconds, counting the picking of gold coins and materials, it takes less than half a minute before and after.

Still no equipment and other loot were exposed, at least after brushing a dozen ancient orcs, Jiang Yan stopped and pondered slightly.

"The number of ancient orcs seems to have decreased? As far as I can remember, there is an army of orcs in the depths, and the number of orcs is not small at all. ”

In Jiang Yan's memory, there were troops of ancient orcs stationed in the depths of the Nightmare Plains, and there was a steady stream of soldiers replenished every day, so on the outskirts of the plain, the number of these wandering orcs was only a little more, not to mention the obvious decrease that even he could detect.

After brushing for more than half an hour, and finding that this situation had not decreased, Jiang Yan had to temporarily give up farming and began to walk towards the depths of the plain.

If you want to know what the problem is, go directly to the source, and you will get the perfect answer.

Along the way, I encountered a lot of sporadic ancient orcs, and naturally solved them one by one, so after more than an hour, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Bordered by a mountain range, the left side is as dark as death, but the right side is as bright as day.

One yurt-like tent after another sits on the ground, densely packed with boundless tents as far as the eye can see.

Dozens of Mongols surrounded a huge camp, which was small compared to the entire camp.

Countless small camps form a large camp, and at the end of the large camp, a black castle can be faintly seen rising from the ground and reaching into the sky.

The smoke rose into the sky, and Jiang Yan looked from afar, and could see many ancient orcs walking around the camp.

"Sure enough, it's an army of ancient orcs, at least hundreds of thousands!" Jiang Yan said in shock.

A level 120 ancient orc is enough to dominate the current players, and these hundreds of thousands of ancient orcs, once dispatched, can completely sweep the players.

"In that dark castle, there is either a god-level Lich King or a god-level Dreaddemon King, an existence that can destroy the heavens and the earth." Jiang Yan muttered.

Level 100 is a real watershed between players, and once you reach level 100, completing the progression is enough to leave the other players far behind.

Even a hundred enemies, a thousand enemies is not a problem.

The Plains of Nightmares was once known as the grave of players below level 100, precisely because the ancient orcs were so powerful that 99.9% of players below level 100 died as long as they entered.

Only players who have reached level 100 and completed the advanced can easily brush the monsters here.

And only on the periphery, hundreds of thousands of ancient orcs rushed up, fearing that a city could be razed to the ground in an instant.

What's more, in that ancient castle, I don't know which demon king or demon king is sitting in it, and one person is worth tens of millions of people.

However, these are still too far away from Jiang Yan, and his top priority is just to slowly brush some lone ancient orcs, strive to reach level 100 in the past two days, and then complete the transfer.

He followed the direction of the mountains, watching from afar, hoping to find the reason for the decline of the ancient orcs.

......

A long, narrow valley.

This is the easiest way for the orc army to reach the Nightmare Plains, and most of the ancient orcs who went out in search of food chose to travel from here.

At this time, in the valley, the figures of four or five ancient orcs were revealed.

These ancient orcs were tall and large, with knotted muscles and maces covered in barbs, making them look particularly hideous.

The ancient orcs were taller, at least 2.5 meters, and the fangs sticking out of their mouths were sharper and longer, almost comparable to ivory if you had to describe them.

It's just slightly flawed in length and more curved.

The weapon in his hand is also a mace, but it is a foot long, equivalent to an extremely long mace, and the appearance is even more hideous.

There is a line of small words above his head: [Mutant Ancient Orc] (Elite Monster, lv.125)!

The mutated ancient orcs, the level 125 elite monsters, you don't have to think about it to know that the strength of this monster is far greater than that of the ancient orcs.

The ancient orcs can beat Jiang Yan with a maximum of 5000+ qi and blood, and this mutated ancient orc may be able to hit 7000+, which must be close to a second kill or even a one-hit second kill for Jiang Yan.

At this moment, a slightly tall figure descended from the sky and fell to the ground with a bang, blocking the path of the five orcs.

It was an extremely tall human man, dressed in dirty animal skin pants, shirtless and bare feet like an orc, and the same muscles were extremely developed, almost on par with the orcs.

The thick beard covered most of his face, but his eyes were full of anticipation, and he held a black giant hammer in his hand, with a sharp sharp blade protruding from the tip of the giant hammer, hanging down to the ground.

The mutated Ancient Orc roared loudly, and the four Ancient Orcs behind him slapped their chests violently, brandishing their maces and rushing out.

The man's expression was unmoved, he strode forward, stepped down, and landed a few feet away, and the whole person instantly appeared in the middle of the four ancient orcs, and the black giant hammer was raised and waved violently!

As if a watermelon was cracking, the brains of the four ancient orcs burst open, and the four headless corpses fell limply.

The mutant orcs not far away let out a roar of rage, like a wild beast, and as soon as their bodies moved, the mace like a spear fell down.

The man raised his head slightly, obviously a few points shorter than the mutant orcs, but the gaze in his eyes seemed to be looking down from above.

He smiled extremely contemptuously, and with a slight swing of the giant hammer in his hand, it seemed to be a lightning roar, and a flash of thunder disappeared, and the mutated ancient orc body flew out like a heavy blow, falling to the ground, and the flesh and blood on his body were shattered into thousands of pieces in the blink of an eye.

The hammer fell to the ground again, and the man's eyes turned to the bushes in the distance.

"Come out, young junior."

After a while, Jiang Yan bent over, crawled out with some embarrassment, and touched the back of his head.

Seeing Jiang Yan, the ID above the man's head automatically appeared-

Uther, Lightbringer Lordaeron Legion Leader!

"Lightbringer! Uther! Jiang Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

"What, you know me?" Uther was a little confused.

"I don't know, I don't know." Jiang Yan smiled.

Just kidding, the person in front of him is the leader of the Lordaeron Alliance, and his status is equal to that of the captain of the Silvermoon City Kingdom, and even compared to it, he is much higher than Darren.

The Lordaeron Alliance is an alliance of several countries, which is equivalent to the union of the five second-level main cities of Silvermoon City!

And this Uther also has a very special identity: the master of Prince Arthas.

This prince Arthas is none other than the death knight who was killed by Jiang Yan in the first place!

"What you have in your hand is the sorrow of frost!" Uther's eyes suddenly showed a gleam, and he said in a deep voice.