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"I'm going to eat you!"

The blue-striped ogre roared loudly, his tone full of anger, and he seemed to be extremely unhappy that Chenyang had just released the researcher and the horses.

Looking at the silly-looking ogre, Chenyang deliberately mocked: "Come on."

Although ogres are stupid, any creature can see the meaning of Chenyang's expression.

The blue-veined ogre took a decisive step and rushed towards the morning sun.

Wherever it walked on the ground, it left behind snow-white footprints of frost condensation, releasing a faint chill to the surroundings.

I have to say that the researcher dared to venture into the deep forest alone and wanted to complete the research, and he did have his uniqueness.

If these three ogres did not fuse the demon pattern, their strength would have dropped by at least three percent, and Chenyang would not have to go to great lengths to take the lead in dealing with the smartest red-veined ogre among them.

Instead, in the simplest and most brutal way, he directly swung his knife at them, just like Chenyang is doing now.

The heavier the footsteps in my ears, the ground beneath my feet already vibrated slightly.

Chenyang glanced up at the ogre, the killing intent flashed in his eyes, and his right hand was already holding the Cangmu Tang Knife, the slender blade glowing with blue light, sharp and cold.

His legs were running with spiritual power, transforming into a pair of windwhirls that surrounded him, greatly enhancing the flexibility of the morning sun.

A light breeze blew, and the morning sun disappeared from the sight of the two ogres with the breeze.

The blue-veined ogre could only rely on its ears, barely hearing the slight sound of footsteps, far and near, making it impossible to determine the location of the morning sun.

Suddenly, the footsteps became very close, so close that they were right next to it.

The ogre's instinctive reaction, leaning sideways, looked down at his left, and found Chenyang standing on the left side of his thigh, waving the Cangmu Tang Knife, slashing straight out a sharp knife shadow, cutting through the rough skin and piercing into the flesh.

"It hurts! Pain! I'm going to eat you! The blue-veined ogre shouted loudly, the chill spreading from his arms became more and more terrifying, and even the morning sun standing beside him was affected to a certain extent, and his speed slowed down slightly.

The other purple-veined ogre was still in place, and when Chenyang swung his knife, he suddenly opened his big mouth, and an unknown viscous substance gushed out of his mouth, dark purple and stinky, and spit towards Chenyang, like a cannonball.

Through the perception of plants, Chenyang noticed the unidentified substance for the first time, and took a few steps under his feet, and hurriedly escaped from the range of the unknown substance.

The mass slammed into the ground, and it immediately took on a sulfuric acid-like effect, corroding the ground into a subtle creaking sound.

Seeing this scene, Chenyang's gaze turned to the purple-veined ogre, at present, the red-veined ogre who removed the death virus in his body was the guy who could unleash long-range attacks, and it was the most difficult to deal with.

Fix it as soon as possible!

The thought came to mind, and the morning sun disappeared from the ogre's sight again, and thorns emerged from the ground, interfering with the attention of the two ogres.

Just when the two-headed ogre was tired of being tirelessly troubled by thorns.

Chenyang suddenly appeared behind the purple-veined ogre, leaped high with a single step on his legs, and waved the blade in his right hand, sweeping a sword shadow through the air.

The pitch-black blades in the moonlight give people a mysterious and eerie feeling, like the scythe of death, which may harvest their lives at any time.

The wind howled, and the pitch-black blade slashed down, slashing straight at the back of its neck.

Affected by the toxin, the Purple Ogre's reflexes have been greatly weakened.

When it noticed the morning sun, the Cangmu Tang Knife was only a few centimeters away from it, and with a flick, it cut through the dark green rough skin, piercing into the flesh, and even the bones were corroded by the shadow spiritual power, becoming fragile.

"Come on, that guy is behind my back!"

The purple-veined ogre carried highly poisonous lines, and his perception of pain was much duller, and Chenyang's knife just now was like a small cut for him.

It barely noticed the pain, and even had the strength to reach out its hands and grasp the morning sun behind it.

The pair of giant hands that diffused the poisonous mist slapped over, and Chenyang looked calm, and his feet moved back slightly, successfully avoiding the giant hands.

The ogre waved its arms and kept attacking the morning sun, but with its slow movements, it wanted to hit the morning sun, but it was afraid that it would not have a chance until dawn, unless someone cooperated with it.

On the side, a cold current spread along the ground, appearing just where the morning sun receded.

Chenyang stepped on it, and immediately felt an unprecedented cold air invade his legs, and a snow-white frost ran down the ground and spread to his calves.

"I'm coming!"

The blue-veined ogre let out a loud, drum-like roar and rushed over.

At this time, his arms, which had been completely covered by frost lines, condensed into a pair of snow-blue arm guards, and smashed towards the morning sun.

The hardness of this pair of arm guards, coupled with the terrifying power of the ogre, the power of this blow was no less than that of a giant hammer smashed down, even Chenyang retreated again and again, not daring to take the blow of the blue-veined ogre.

With a bang, the blue-veined ogre leaned forward, and his arms slammed into the ground, smashing out two holes more than ten centimeters deep.

When Chenyang saw this scene, he couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue, marveling at the ogre's amazing talent for strength.

Taking advantage of the blue-veined ogre's hands in the pit, Chenyang also launched a wind whirlwind with all his strength, and a strong wind swirled under his feet, pushing him to rush forward.

With a few twists and turns, Chenyang managed to dodge the two ogres and circle behind them.

The Cangmu Tang Knife held tightly in his hand emitted a faint cyan aura, and gray air currents surrounded the blade, adding a bit of cold killing intent to the Tang Knife.

The back of the blue-veined ogre, Chenyang jumped up one step at a time, jumped to the height above the ogre's head, and the Tang knife in his hand carried the gray mist airflow, and slashed strongly.

This knife slashed all the way down the spine of the blue-veined ogre, slashing out a serious injury of nearly two meters, with the double corrosion of the shadow spiritual power and the death virus.

Even an ogre, a spirit with a strong body and strong healing ability, has a hard chance of survival.

After killing the blue-veined ogre, Chenyang was naturally more relaxed in the face of the already injured purple-veined ogre, a few jumps to dodge the attack, jumped up in one step, and slashed diagonally along the previous neck wound, directly splitting the ogre's head out.

The three ogres died at Chenyang's hands one after another, and the researcher hiding in the woods behind him was almost shocked when he saw this scene, and he even forgot how he got to Chenyang, and what Chenyang said to him.

In his impression, he only remembered that Chenyang said a few words to himself, and his answer was always only one word: "Hmm."

Looking at some demonic researchers, Chenyang was also a little helpless, but fortunately, the danger had been lifted, and Chenyang was also relieved, and he could go and see his loot.

According to the plot of the movie, the ogre, because of his fear of sunlight, uses a cave nearby as a dwelling, which stores a large number of items carried by humans or other creatures.

Whether those things are valuable or ordinary, there is only one difference between those who can eat and those who can't.

But for Chenyang, the value of those things is far more than that, at least the swords made by the High Elves that exist in the First Age in the movie are also not a small temptation.