Thousands of horses raised dust, hooves echoed, smoke and dust filled, Jun Weiran led the team forward like a torrent.

"Stop!"

Jun Weiran, who was galloping, suddenly patted the head of the Chiyan Tiger King, raised his hand and called it to stop.

And the soldiers of the Thousand Knights of Glory did stop neatly and forbid.

"City Lord?"

"City Lord, this is?!"

Niu Yong and the two spoke out one after another, and the others were also puzzled and concerned.

"Alright, let's wait for them here! Let the brothers rest, there will be a tough battle to fight afterward! ”

"Yes!"

Then Jun Weiran got off the tiger, closed his eyes and rested, and the other karma came down silently, recovering his strength.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Xiao Qian said beside Jun Weiran, "City Lord, they are coming soon." Then they saw a dense crowd of figures, pouring out from a thousand meters away, and the orc warriors soon filled their sights.

Jun Weiran's eyes narrowed, and he said to himself: "It's finally here, I thought you weren't chasing anymore?" ”

"Array, prepare for battle!"

At this time, the leader of the orc team is fierce and heroic, and it is very imposing!

With a fierce face, holding a long axe, he stared at Jun Weiran and them with murderous intent.

"You didn't run away? Let's chase it. The orc warrior looked at Jun Weiran and them in amazement.

Especially seeing that the enemy was lined up, and the man riding the tiger was so tidy, the orc leader and the others were obviously quite surprised, and couldn't help but ask directly with the surprise in their hearts.

They were ready to pursue, how could they not run away? Didn't you see the huge disparity in quantity and quality between the two sides?

"Haha, you're all going to die, are you here to wait for death, it's a good place."

The orc leader waved the long axe in his hand, and the tiger was angry, staring at Jun Wei Ran's urn and screaming angrily, the sound was like thunder and deafening.

Just looking at the weapons and armor of the Glory Knights, his eyes were red, hot and shiny, and obviously salivating, but seeing the figure of himself and the warrior behind him, the smallest warrior in the orc team was at least more than a foot taller than Zhi Jun Wei Ran, like a deflated ball wilting all of a sudden, no matter how good the armor and weapons were, they couldn't wear them too small.

"Drink!"

Jun Weiran didn't care what those orcs were saying, and shouted violently, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the mountains and forests exploded, shaking everyone's ears and making their hearts tremble. Even the wind-scaled beasts around them paced restlessly, screaming in fear.

The orcs were terrified for a moment, and changed color .......

Afterwards, the orc leader also immediately shouted:

"Kill!"

Drinking like drums, nearly 5,000 orc warriors began to approach, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

At the same time, a faint solemn, cold and majestic, heavy breath pressed towards Jun Weiran and them, and the mighty Mount Tai pressed the top, this is the momentum and fighting spirit on the battlefield.

"Shoot me!"

As soon as Jun Weiran's order fell, the warriors of the Glory Knights untied their longbows from the wind-scaled beasts, and the dense and continuous bowstrings exploded, and thousands of sharp arrows shot out, falling with a cold glow, bringing up clumps of blood.

Three or five hundred orcs fell at the ear, and their bodies were full of arrows.

Time......

The shouting and killing of the surrounding orc warriors was deafening, the momentum was huge, and in the thick blood, the extreme movement and the extreme stillness of the two sides were in sharp contrast.

The orc warriors who rushed more than a thousand meters away were now covered with corpses and blood-stained loess, but the orc warriors were not far from the Glory Knights.

A thick and pungent smell of blood permeated, which intensified the hearts of the two sides in the bloody battle, and the scorching blood.

"Kill!" Jun Weiran looked at the orc warriors who were getting closer and closer, and shouted like a thunderstorm, leading Niu Yong, Su Leihong and thousands of Glory Knights soldiers to rush out, as fast as a whirlwind, and the distance between breaths was tens of meters.

Several of the centurions, all opened their strong bows, aimed at the orc leader, the arrow was like a meteor, but was knocked away by the orc leader's axe, although it did not hurt the orc leader, but the right hand holding the axe trembled a few times.

The smell of blood and the hideous battle situation stimulated everyone, and at this time their stomachs were hot and rolling, and there was a strong feeling of wanting to vomit, but there was also a kind of impulse and anger that was hot and hot, and wanted to go crazy......

Perhaps, this is the charm of iron and blood, the cruel and bloody atmosphere is the most likely to affect people!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Sharp weapons break the wind, and golden mangs burst.

"Poof, poof, poof......"

Many orc warriors couldn't stop the momentum, or were pushed forward by their comrades in the rear, and directly collided with the high-speed running windscale beasts, and the sound of sharp weapons entering their bodies sounded......

Blooming flesh, spurring blood, hideous facial features .......

One by one, the orc warriors were hit by the windscale beast and the internal organs of their whole bodies were shattered, and then the enemy knights who were vulnerable to the task of the orc leader pulled out the long sword on their waists with a "poof", and suddenly the golden light flashed, and the heads of the orc warriors flew up in the air, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of orc warriors were killed by the enemy without resistance.

"It's ......."

The orc leader's breathing gradually intensified, panting like a cow, the axe in his hand was clenched so that his fingers were white, and the green tendons were bulging, which was completely different from what he thought, he couldn't figure out why the orc enemy cavalry who could barely resist the defense before was so terrifying and powerful now.

"Whoosh......"

In the screech of a sharp weapon breaking through the air......

The cold light is cold, and the golden air is horizontal! No one can stop it.

The blood bloomed like fireworks, glowing bewitching in the golden light......

The falling liquid gathered together like a river, pungent blood, with fiery blood, and throbbing like a soldering iron in everyone's hearts......

"Kill!"

At this time, Jun Weiran saw that the blood was so beautiful, the blood on his body seemed to be boiling and burning, and those blood were like the delicacy in the world constantly attracting this Jun Weiran, as if he was enchanted, Jun Weiran roared like a vent, like thunder on a sunny day, like a storm coming, which shocked countless people's ears, especially those orc warriors, there was no fighting spirit in their bodies, and their scalps exploded.

"Hoo ......"

With a clamp between his legs, the Red Yan Tiger King understood the meaning of Jun Weiran, and a tiger roared to show the majesty of the King of the Jungle, and those orc warriors trembled when they heard the tiger roar, and at this time, the Red Yan Tiger King rushed to the orc warriors with Jun Weiran, setting off a violent wind-breaking sound, with the power of ten thousand catties!

At this time, a small leader of the orc warrior team watched Jun Weiran come out of the Glory Knights Clan's impact phalanx with red eyes, carrying a two-meter-long knife with a hideous face, and slashed at Jun Weiran, bringing a cool sound of breaking the air.

And Jun Weiran, grabbed it casually, a metal long stick was formed in his hand, and then the long stick was raised, hanging gusts of wind, the stick was shattered, and the majestic body of the orc warrior floated up, suddenly splitting apart, and the blood splashed in the stump of the limbs...... was beaten by Jun Weiran with a stick.

The long stick was exhausted, and two or three ordinary orc warriors were smashed into the air by the strong wind and the long stick, and blood sprayed wildly!

As for the Red Yan Tiger King, two or three orc warriors flew away, and a black tiger pulled out his claws to dig out his heart, and the hearts of several orc warriors were crushed by the Red Yan Tiger King's claws.

Then a silver spear appeared in Jun Weiran's left hand, and swept through thousands of troops with one move, the two heads burst open like watermelons, and the bodies of three or four orc warriors flew up like catkins, and before they fell, they had already been killed or had more air in and less air out.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Long sticks and spears waved each other, alternating between the left and right hands, causing the air currents to roar like waves, lifting the sticks and guns rolling like dragons, and the hot blood and various stumps of orc warriors flew one after another, and this battlefield was like hell at this time.

At this moment, Jun Weiran only used his simple strength to give full play to his combat skills.

Originally, Jun Weiran's surroundings were crowded with orc warriors, but at this moment, within three zhang, they were empty, and if they were not injured, they would die!

It's violent! It's bloody!

It's brutal!

It's barbaric!

The people of the Knights of Glory have long been unhappy, and the only people who can use their flesh to have such destructive power are their city lords, invincible kings.

And those orc warriors were a little stunned and stunned, looking at Jun Weiran in disbelief, their eyes were full of fear, and there was a trace of respect!

What they couldn't figure out was that the ferocious human like a monster had thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and angular facial features; Bronzed skin, not fat or thin figure, and then look at your own figure, how can this human being have such explosive power,

The spear with no spear came and went, and went straight with a roaring stick; The scene of blood splattering and stumps flying, the gore that makes people vomit and kill like crazy.

The result is a stark and contradictory contrast.

What's even more striking is ......

"Kill them all!"

Niu Yong reacted spontaneously, and when he saw Jun Weiran alone in the enemy formation, he immediately shouted at the top of his voice.

And himself, jumped up from the wind-scaled beast, his body was like an eagle flying more than ten feet, his hands turned into fists and blasted out again and again, and a huge golden fist mark came out of his hand under the urging of the fighting spirit, at this moment Niu Yong did not hesitate to use the "Seven Wounds Fist!" The dozen or so orc warriors around Jun Weiran were blasted by Niu Yong without any resistance, their bodies burst, and the blood ** sky, like a blood lotus blooming, full of blood, but also intoxicating.

"W-how is this possible?" The orc leader, who was Ge Lingtu, roared in disbelief.

"Why are you so strong, are you still human? Why is there that kind of golden energy attack. Ge Lingtu's voice trembled, even the strength of the human leader is not an opponent, no matter how strong the human race is, it can't be so strong.

"Are you hiding your strength, are you planning to lure us out and annihilate us?" Ge Lingtu's not-so-bright mind suddenly thought of Jun Weiran's intentions.

However, due to the language barrier, Jun Weiran and they couldn't understand what the orc warrior was saying, although Jun Weiran was able to understand what they were saying, but Jun Weiran didn't seem to waste time.

"Kill! I'm invincible! ”

Jun Weiran shouted loudly.

As he spoke, an orc warrior with a crazy face rushed in, and the spear in his hand stabbed Jun Weiran fiercely with the help of the momentum, stabbing the air sharply, the madness in his eyes, anyone could see it, this Ling Yan blow was not so easy to receive, but unfortunately he met Jun Weiran.