At this time, there was a horse neighing, really strong looked, only to see the golden war horse Jin Lei biting Yasha's golden armor and golden snake shield, the golden war eagle Jin Dianfei grabbed Yasha's golden spear in the air and chased this side, the golden war horse was seriously injured and untreated, an orc saw it and smashed it down, the golden thunder suddenly fell to the ground, and then struggled to stand up, biting the golden armor and golden shield in his mouth, bearing various attacks along the way, and struggling to chase after him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After seeing it, Zhenqiang said to Tagore: "Tagore, go and help it." ”

"Yes, master." Tagore said, wielding the large stone pillar and sweeping left and right along the way, knocking the orcs out one by one, making a way for the golden warhorse.

"It's you four again! And you minotaur! Seeing this, Reyemer roared: "Orc warriors, don't let them go, we will make them pay the price against the will of the orcs!" He said that he chased after him with an axe and knife.

Seeing that the golden war horse was scarred and rushing here, Van Lin Bowei immediately pressed his finger on the ground, a yellow rune line stretched out from his finger, winding all the way, stretching to the golden war horse, and then branching all over the body, rising a trace of white gas, the golden war horse's injuries healed quickly, his strength recovered, his spirit was greatly boosted, he raised his front hooves high, let out a long neigh, and the golden mane danced like flames, rushing along the path played by Tagore.

Tagore and the Golden War Horse returned to Zhenqiang, and when they saw Reyemer coming, they said, "Master, I'll stop him, you go first." ”

"Tagore, let's just kill him, we don't need to fight him." Zhenqiang knew that Tagore had a tendon, and hurriedly explained the reason.

"Master, I am ashamed of my dereliction of duty, if he pursues him, neither of us can escape, and only if I stop him, you can leave safely." Tagore said as he walked towards Reyemer.

"Rabindranath Tagore! Come back! Tagore! Zhenqiang shouted when he saw this, but Tagore had already rushed towards Reyemer.

Van Lin Bowei put the golden armor and golden shield on the back of the golden war horse and asked, "Really strong, I'll send you out first, and then go to help Tagore." ”

The orcs around them saw that they were fleeing, and they killed them one after another.

Van Lin Bovey flew with both hands, fainting the few orcs who pounced.

The golden warhorse healed from its injuries, shook its head, let out a low moan, and then raised its golden hooves, like a lion rushing over, its golden mane swaying, rushing back and forth among the orcs, trampling the orcs down.

The Golden War Eagle hung the golden spear on the body of the golden warhorse, and then flew into the sky and rushed down, shooting at the orcs, although it was small, but the strength was great, and Reyemer was knocked back two steps by him, and these orcs could not resist, and they were knocked out one after another.

Van Lin Bowei and Jin Lei Ma Jin Electric Eagle opened the way in front and knocked the surrounding orcs to the ground, and Zhenqiang followed Yasha behind and ran out.

And inside, Tagore went straight to Reyemer, and along the way, the big stone pillar swept left and right to send the orcs flying in a row, and Reyemer saw him go straight to himself, and ordered: "Surround him!" And the orcs besieged him.

"The power of shock!"

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the ground shook, and the besieging orcs fell, and Tagore used the stone pillar as an axe, lifted the large stone pillar, and threw it towards Reyemer.

Rabindranath Tagore's "Shock Power!" The bombardment of the ground caused a piece of blood to spurt out of the wound on Reyemer's abdomen, and suddenly his legs weakened, and when he saw Tagore's big stone pillar smashing towards him, he immediately raised his knife and axe to parry, and was shocked back a few steps back.

Tagore pursued him, lifted the large stone pillar, and slammed it down, and Reyemer's legs were weak, and his abdomen was seriously injured, and he was knocked out by the stone pillar with a "boom".

The surrounding orcs saw that Reyemer was knocked down, and rushed up to protect the leader, Tagore bombarded the ground with "shock power", and the orcs who had not yet rushed up fell to the ground one after another, Tagore ran towards Reyemer who fell to the ground, lifted the big stone pillar and smashed it down.

"Roar-" Regemer saw Tagore smash it, Yemmer turned over and stood up, and with a loud roar, raised his big axe and slashed at Tagore's head.

"Roar!" Tagore roared when he saw this.

The two behemoths hedged away again.

"Despair of the mountains!" Rabindranath Tagore used the Great Stone Pillar to unleash the moves of his mountain axe.

"The cripple of the earth!" Reyemer slashed at the large stone pillar that had been smashed into it.

"Boom!" The two huge forces collided together, and with a "boom", a burst of sparks flew around, and the two behemoths each took a few steps back.

Tagore's stone pillar was an ordinary stone pillar, not made of meteorite iron like Reyemer's giant axe, and the 5,000-pound stone pillar was instantly shattered and exploded.

And although Reyemer was in an intermediate state of life force, because he was already injured, he was knocked out again, and the wound in his abdomen suddenly burst out, and blood came out again.

Reyemer, the king of the mountains and the leader of the orcs, heedless of his injuries, rose from the ground, and when he saw Tagore standing there with his bare hands, surrounded by rubble, he roared and laughed: "Wait for death! Minotaur! ”

Then he roared and ran towards Tagore, and the orcs around him swarmed at the same time.

"The power of shock!"

"Boom!" There was another roar on the ground, and the orcs who rushed up around him fell to the ground one after another, and Reyemer received the second "shock force", coupled with the injury in his abdomen, and suddenly stopped, his legs trembled, and he could barely stand.

Rabindranath Tagore, a mighty minotaur, a nobleman of the minotaurs, an orphan, stood among the orcs surrounding the man, looked at Reyemer and said, "The death of the minotaur is in the hands of you or your master, not yours. ”

Although Reyemer's legs trembled, his voice was very calm, "All the enemies of our orcs, life and death are in our hands, Dragon Whirlwind Twister!" As he spoke, he threw out a large knife and swirled a dragon whirlwind blade and pounced on Tagore.

The dragon whirlwind twisted blade with a hideous cold light, sucking in the weapons and orc corpses scattered around, and the tattoo was instantly shattered, and the entire dragon whirlwind twister was filled with blood, very terrifying, and rushed towards Tagore.

With his bare hands, Tagore watched the dragon whirlwind wringing blade towards him, expressionless, and said in a deep voice:

"Faith - Iron Will!"

There was a burst of force all over the body, only to hear a violent sound of "Kaka chirping", and the muscles on the body quickly tightened, solidified, and hardened, like steel casting.

The dragon whirlwind blade swooped up, and with a "squeak brush", he saw countless wind blades that sharpened iron like mud spinning and twisting on Tagore's body, and the iron-scaled armor on his body as hard as steel was twisted into pieces in an instant.

Tagore stood still, allowing the dragon whirlwind twisting swiftly on his body, and the steel-forged body was cut by the wind blade with countless traces, but no blood flowed, and the dragon whirlwind twisted blade that was as sharp as mud and even the iron scale armor was twisted into pieces could not hurt him in the slightest.

Tagore's faith, the iron will, made the body so hard,

Tagore let the dragon whirlwind winch rotate on his body, stretched his hand into the whirlwind, and the "card" grabbed the big knife that produced the whirlwind, the dragon whirlwind winch disappeared suddenly, Tagore pinched it with his hand, and with a "snap", the big knife was immediately pinched and shattered.

Reyemer was stunned in surprise.

Tagore stepped away, shook the ground, and walked towards the stunned Reyemer.

The orcs around him saw Tagore, who was made of iron and steel, coming step by step, rushing up, surrounding Tagore, and stopping his advance.

"The power of shock!" Tagore said in a low voice, and slammed the ground with a kick, and suddenly several circles of shockwaves scattered in all directions,

The power of Tagore's ordinary state of shock could only knock down dozens of people around him, and this blow instantly shook the two hundred orcs within thirty meters of the surrounding area and fell backwards, falling to the ground one by one.

After Tagore shook and killed the orcs, he stepped on the ground and walked towards Reyemer step by step.

With a loud roar, Reyemer threw out three large knives, spun up three dragon whirlwinds, and combined them into a dragon whirlwind blade with nine times the strength, and pounced fiercely towards Tagore.

Tagore looked at the three-fold giant dragon whirlwind blade, and stretched out his hands to grab the three large knives that swirled inside to stop the whirlwind, but the power of the dragon whirlwind blade increased by nine times, and with a "whew", he swallowed the whole person, only to see Tagore standing in the dragon whirlwind blade, countless sharp wind blades revolving rapidly around his body, "squeaking" and squeaking around his steely body.

Tagore stood in the huge Dragon Whirlwind Blade, his steely body covered with tiny scars for a moment, and then "Ziz" a few times, blood spurted out of his body, and as the Dragon Whirlwind Blade spun rapidly, more and more blood spurted out. His steely body was still unable to withstand the power of the nine-fold power Dragon Whirlwind Blade after all.

Tagore yelled, wanting to shoot down the three whirlwind broadswords, but the power of the Dragon Whirlwind Blade was nine times stronger than that of the single dragon whirlwind blade, and it couldn't be shot down for a while, the scars on his body became denser and denser, and more and more blood spurted out, and gradually, countless blood were sprayed densely and layer after layer on top of his body.

The Dragonwhirlwind Blade revolved rapidly around Tagore, Tagore's wound grew bigger and bigger, and more and more blood spurted out, and the huge Dragonwhirlwind Blade was gradually dyed a faint red by Tagore's blood.

Tagore struggled to move within the Dragon's Wind Blade, and if he continued for a long time, he would have lost his blood, his strength would be gone, and he would be torn to pieces by the Dragon's Wind Blade.

"Roar!" Tagore let out a loud roar:

"Worship - the power of the mountain!"

The shadow of a mountain fell from the sky and smashed on the blade of the dragon's whirlwind,

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the earth shook, the sky was dark, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked with a loud bang, and a strong shock wave sprayed out in all directions, 'click' countless cracks radiated and cracked around, and thousands of orcs within a radius of two hundred meters flew out with the strong shock wave backwards, spurting blood one by one, falling to the ground, motionless.

The huge dragon whirlwind blade broke out with a "peng" from the inside out, turning into countless circles of broken cyclones and flying away in all directions, and the three big knives also "swished" in three different directions, and the blood blown by Tagore's whirlwind fell like a drizzle, dyeing the ground red.