Popov was draped in half-body armor, deliberately thickened cuirass, and looked like an armored bear.

Behind him, a group of guys who looked almost like they had "I'm a bad guy" engraved on their faces were holding knives and sticks, one with a fierce look and greedy eyes.

Han Yuliang took a look and found that there were a total of twenty-two people brought by Popov, but except for Popov, all of them were Yellow Rank.

Popov is the orange order.

However, it should have been a few days after he was promoted to the orange rank.

Otherwise, it would not have been almost abolished by Han Yuliang's trick to tease his yin leg at that time.

"Slut, I want you to die today!" Popov licked his lips viciously, "But before I kill you, I will love you well!"

Han Yuliang sneered: "You're really interesting!"

He shook his head and raised his hand to Popov: "That's it, give you one last chance, I'll let you survive now, but if you don't leave after I count to three, then you don't have to go!"

Popov and his gang of helpers looked at each other, then laughed.

"Woman, are you scared stupid? Do you think you can beat so many of us alone?" Popov put the axe in his hand on his shoulder, patted his breastplate, and made a crackling sound, "Woman, it seems that I have to let you recognize the reality well!"

Han Yuliang sighed: "Okay, then I'll ......"

Before the words "you're welcome" came out, Han Yuliang had already rushed to Popov.

At the same time, he pointed forward with his left hand.

A series of fireballs slammed into the opponent's three remaining archers.

Popov and his entourage didn't expect that the woman dressed as a barbarian female warrior in front of them was actually a mage, and the three archers only reacted after being slapped in the face of the fireball.

But it was too late.

Han Yuliang has not been able to improve his level by half a point in the past five years, but his control over magic has increased several times, especially after learning the shaping magic with Cass, the control and improvement of his previous magic skills make his current combat power not weaker than an orange level.

In a desperate state, it is not a problem to defeat an orange intermediate.

A group of bandits of the Yellow Order also want to fight Han Yuliang?

Now, Han Yuliang's continuous fireball can only shoot three shots in a row, but there is another fireball in his fireball.

This double-layered nested fireball primarily enhances the power of the explosion.

Only three explosions were heard, and the three archers were blown to pieces on the spot.

The bandits finally reacted at this time and shouted one after another.

When Popov saw Han Yuliang rushing towards him, his scalp immediately went numb, and the axe on his shoulder slashed with a roar.

Although the axe in his hand was heavy, it was still no match for the two-hundred-pound door sword in Han Yuliang's hand.

While!

The swords and axes struck each other, making the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu's attack.

Popov only felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, and he could barely hold the axe in his hand.

The giant sword in Han Yuliang's hand also bounced high, but he laughed, his toes were a little on Popov's chest, and he opened the spear thrown by the blocking of the door sword, and his left hand scattered a piece of iron sand.

Under the control of the magic, the iron sand shot in all directions like a shotgun.

It's not even magic, it's just a simple phenomenon of elemental magic resonance.

But under the superb control, the iron sand was pasted towards the bandits' façade at a very high speed.

Suddenly fell down.

These people are not dead.

But for a short time I couldn't see anything.

A few unlucky ones went blind directly.

But they don't have to worry about the future.

They don't have a future.

Han Yuliang landed heavily on the ground, and his waist suddenly spun with force.

In the blink of an eye, the greatsword unleashed a storm of death, killing everyone within its attack range instantly.

Or beheaded, or beheaded.

Nine bandits were killed on the spot.

Popov shouted, raised his tomahawk in his hand and slashed over: "I want you to die!"

"It's up to you?" Han Yuliang didn't even have the interest in raising his sword.

Boom!

The tomahawk slammed into the Aegis of Hercules.

But it only barely stirred up a ripple.

"You don't even control your own strength, and you mean to call yourself an orange order?" Han Yuliang didn't even use Hercules Aegis Sand Falls.

He used the standard version of the Hercules Shield just now, and with his control over the pure earth system, the defense of this standard version is less than half of that of the Hercules Shield Sand Falls.

However, even so, Popov could not break the defense.

Popov's scalp was numb and immediately retreated.

But he retreated quickly, and a white, slender fist was faster.

Boom!

Han Yuliang slammed his fist into Bobo's breastplate, and the power of the red fire was completely poured into the opponent's body.

Popov let out a loud cry, and then, like a toad with a wide open mouth, fell down with his eyes open.

"Run, run!"

Seeing that the strongest Popov on his side is not Han Yuliang's opponent with three punches and two feet, where do those bandits still have half of the fighting spirit?

I don't know who shouted, everyone turned around and ran.

"You should have run earlier, and now you want to run?"

A huge sand dungeon appeared, keeping all the bandits inside.

At the same time, it also blocked the view of everyone in the caravan.

When the sand prison was completely closed, Hope and the others could faintly hear the screams of the bandits coming from inside.

A few minutes later, the sand prison fell.

Hope and the others heard about the corpses on the ground, as well as Han Yuliang, who was not dripping with blood on his body but was almost covered with blood on the giant sword.

The sound of the neat pumping almost lowered the oxygen levels around it.

Han Yuliang dragged the giant sword back to the front of the convoy and looked at Hope with a smile: "Can I still return to the team?"

Hope was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Han Yuliang meant, but he quickly understood, and when he turned around, he found that all the porters were looking at Han Yuliang with dodgy eyes.

"Brother, you can't ......" Ilo grabbed Hope's hand, "Sister Carter saved us!"

Hope took a deep breath and said loudly, "What are you afraid of? We should be happy that we have a protector like Miss Carter." If it weren't for Miss Carter, we would have died at this time. Are we to fear our saviors?"

With that, Hope took two steps towards Han Yuliang and bent down to salute, "Miss Carter, thank you for saving your life this time." Allow me to extend another invitation to you to continue to escort the caravan for the rest of your duties!"

Han Yuliang smiled.

This time, he really laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay! I can make the price cheaper for you!"

Hope laughed too. The shy big boy also seemed to have grown up at this moment: "Of course, Miss Carter deserves a high price!"

"When you get there, you'll have to ask me for an extra glass of ale!"

"Okay, count me as a private treat!"