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The blade slashed, and a subtle cutting sound sounded on the plain.

It was the sound of the blade cutting through the air, and the splatter of blood slicing the neck.

After this slight sound, the orc didn't even have a chance to scream, and fell directly to the ground, leaving the giant wolf under him.

The gray giant wolf's pair of beast eyes were cold, and he stared at the morning sun with murderous intent.

Suddenly, the giant wolf pounced, faster and more ferocious than the pursuit just now, giving Chenyang the feeling of being like a moth to a fire, knowing that he would die, but still desperate.

In this case, there is no reason why Chenyang should not fulfill it.

The Cangmu Tang knife flashed with spiritual light, and the knife flashed, and it slashed out lightly, and Chenyang's gaze collided with the giant wolf, and then staggered.

In the next second, a large amount of warm blood spilled from the air, as if it was raining blood, and at the same time, the corpse of the giant wolf fell.

The bright red blood fell on the eyes of the orcs, making their eyes turn red and fall into madness.

They drove the giant wolf under their seat and rushed towards Chenyang, constantly waving the rough broadsword in their hands, as if they were ready to chop off Chenyang's head.

One of the orcs roared, "Kill him!"

This sentence spread far away, even thousands of meters away, making the atmosphere of this group of orcs even more fanatical, their eyes bloodthirsty, especially when they looked at the morning sun, the greed and ferocity in their eyes seemed to tear him apart.

Even Chenyang, who has experienced a hundred battles, can't help but be a little frightened when he receives these gazes.

A few seconds later, after killing only one half-orc, Chenyang's chosen escape route had been blocked by two or three half-orcs, and all other routes were blocked, as if a prison was trapping him in it.

"Looks like it's a bit of a hassle."

Chenyang pressed the handlebar of the motorcycle, stopped in place with a sudden brake, couldn't help sighing, and said softly.

As he spoke, a huge figure far larger than the ordinary orc jumped out, and the giant wolf beneath it lay directly on the ground, letting out a whimper.

The giant orc stood in front of Chenyang, opening its mouth, revealing its jagged, sharp fangs inside, as if threatening Chenyang.

"Elves with fine skin and tender flesh, I didn't expect you to hook up with the dwarves, tell me their whereabouts, I promise that your death will not be so painful."

When he said this, the giant orc deliberately stabbed into the ground with a blade of twenty centimeters, piercing into the dirt and even shaking out a tiny crack.

If it were an ordinary human, or a timid elf, maybe they would have been frightened by him, and honestly told Gandalf their whereabouts.

But standing in front of them was the morning sun.

Chenyang is not a person who will be afraid, give up resistance, and even be willing to be killed by them.

Chenyang would prefer to kill them if he could.

The giant orc waited for Sun's answer, but after a few seconds, the elf was still sitting on the strange metal creature like a stone statue, not moving.

"Is it dead?"

The giant orc scratched his head, showed a confused expression, and asked the orcs around him.

Before the group of orcs approached, check on the situation of the morning sun.

Chenyang took the initiative to raise his head, jumped off the motorcycle, and said with a smile: "No, I was just preparing some things just now."

"What's that?"

The giant orc showed a dumbfounded expression and continued to ask, and the other orcs all sensed that something was wrong and controlled the giant wolf to take a few steps back.

Unfortunately, they reacted a little too late.

Chenyang took a step forward and spread out his palms, which were a point of light the size of his thumb, which looked a little like a bud that had not yet opened.

When several of the half-orcs saw this, they let out an angry roar from their mouths, and their legs clamped between the giant wolf's abdomen, driving the giant wolf to swing a knife towards the morning sun.

Before the broadsword could fall, more than a dozen thorns drilled out of the ground, wrapping around the place where their arms connected to the hilt, pinning down the falling blades from all directions.

At the same time, under the feet of the giant wolves, gray-yellow thorns slid and intertwined with each other, like giant snakes.

The group of orcs and giant wolves stepped into the snake pile.

None of the orcs noticed the thorns beneath their feet, and their attention was focused on the point of light in the palm of the morning sun.

The point of light trembled slightly, as if blown by the wind, gradually stretching its branches and leaves, petals, and the point of light began to appear one after another.

Petals peeled off and fell from the air to the ground, blending into the thorns.

The fall of each petal will speed up the spread of the thorns, and at the same time strengthen their strength.

When a bud disappeared, most of the orcs tried to attack Chenyang, but unfortunately they were stopped by those thorns, and they could only watch those petals bloom.

Some orcs were fleeing, but the thorns had stopped them, forming a prison as they did to the morning sun.

Chenyang's face turned pale, but the light in his eyes became more and more dazzling.

The second bud bloomed.

This bud is no longer as soft as the previous one, and the moment it blooms, the surroundings seem to have dropped a few degrees, as if it has broken into a sword mound that is full of iron swords and is full of cold air.

The petals bloomed, as if countless warriors were holding long swords, ready to stab at that sharp blow.

Suddenly, all the petals fell at the same time, turning into sharp blades, wandering beside each orc, easily slicing through their tough skin, piercing their throats and hearts.

The moment the orcs fell, the surrounding thorns quickly burrowed into their bodies, and the plague toxin was no longer blocked, and they could unleash their power to their heart's content.

In an instant, all the corpses that had been invaded by the plague virus were simultaneously inflated like balloons, and suddenly exploded into countless blood mist with a bang.

The explosion of a large amount of blood mist and bone fragments also caused damage to the remaining orcs, causing the plague toxin to spread further, infecting nearly a hundred orcs.

They have little ability to resist under the dual threat of the explosion of plague toxins and sharp petals.

There were only a few half-orcs, who had found an opportunity to get close to Chenyang, who was overdrawn in spiritual power, and were about to raise their knives to cut off this guy's head.

Suddenly, arrows came from behind, piercing their heads with precision, causing the strength in their hands to leak out, and the big knife slammed to the ground.

Half a minute passed, and the corpse explosion effect of the plague toxin, as well as the erosion effect, had turned the surrounding 100 meters into a blood mist.

In this blood mist, there were several muffled sounds of horses' hooves.

Chenyang's mind moved, put on the Shadow Armor, and was ready to use the adrenaline ability at any time, his physical strength was already overdrawn, and if he encountered danger again, he could only use this life-saving ability with side effects.

However, what appeared in front of Chenyang was not the half-orcs he had guessed, but a group of elves.

If Chenyang guessed correctly, the group of orcs who raised their swords to kill him at the last moment were killed by this group of elves with bows and arrows.

"I didn't expect the orcs to chase here."

The elf at the head jumped off the horse, stretched out his hand and pulled Chenyang, and said loudly.

"They're chasing a squad, I'm in charge of holding down the orcs, it's time for me to leave." Chenyang said loudly, not planning to stay in the elves' team for long.

The elf continued, "That team of yours is Gandalf and the Dwarves?"

"How do you know?" Chenyang asked out loud with a wary gaze.

"Because Gandalf, get on the horse, they should have arrived by now and are waiting for you." The elf smiled and whispered, the information revealed was very interesting.

Chenyang recalled Gandalf's face in his mind, that guy left for a while, and this group of orcs coincidentally caught up, and happened to enter the territory of the elves, there was indeed something wrong.

"I'm in trouble." Chenyang answered and accepted the elf's invitation.