Hearing this, Reg didn't say anything, but squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth to answer, but this incomparably contemptuous expression made McCaine extremely angry, and the heavy sword in his hand suddenly slashed back, and with a bang, the armor on his body was neatly cut in half, and the strength was used just right, without hurting a trace of flesh and skin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As several swords fell, the entire armor was shattered into several pieces, and then fell one after another, from the loud sound of the landing, it was not difficult to judge that the weight of this armor was at least thousands of catties, what kind of cultivation was a person who could wear such heavy armor? Rege's face gradually became solemn.

He tightened the sword in his hand, and then hit his face hard with his left hand, the pain made him wake up for a short time, as if under the stimulation of the pain, the fighting spirit also accelerated, but this was far from enough, he couldn't help swinging the long sword from the armor to cut a section like a steel needle, and then the tip of the sword was raised, and the steel needle stabbed into his arm.

"Ahh

Seeing this scene, even McCain's face couldn't help twitching, even if he was a fierce warrior, he had never seen this kind of masochistic method to stimulate his own outburst, but then he couldn't help but smile slightly, "Do you think this is useful?" Before the words fell, a sword had already slashed over.

McCaine, who took off his armor, increased his speed several times, even Reg couldn't keep up with his current speed, and at the moment when the heavy sword almost fell on top of his head, Reg reluctantly used his sword to block this terrifying blow.

The huge power penetrated through the long sword to his heart, and Reg couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the aftermath of the impact of the fighting qi caused countless small scars on the top of his head, and the blood trickled down his cheeks, sticky on his face, and then continued to flow down his neck.

Regg, who had flown back for more than ten feet, wiped the blood on his face fiercely with the back of his hand, and let out a wild laugh, "But that's it!" The voice fell on McCaine's ears so harshly, making his face twitch again, this is the first time since the fight that the other party has provoked him, but he knows that the other party intends to provoke but he can't control the almost crazy mood.

"Look for death!" With a loud shout, McCaine had already rushed to him like lightning, raising his hand is a sword, a fighting flame bloomed in the sky, and in an instant there were countless sword shadows, Reg struggled to dodge at full speed, but his body was still scratched by the sword shadow in many places, and suddenly slender wounds covered his whole body.

Reg had already dodged the attacks of countless small sword shadows, and his body was even more soaked in blood, but even so, this blow was just beginning, and suddenly a huge sword slashed down above his head, as if even the sky was about to be torn, and the thunder blade was heavenly, he had seen this move more than once, but when it was cast from McCaine's hand, it was another ordinary power.

I saw that the sword shadow turned by the fighting spirit was already like a substance, and the sky was completely dimmed, and even the morning sun seemed to be eclipsed, leaving only the huge and incomparable sword shadow, like a sharp blade of lightning falling straight down from the sky, and the speed was probably unmatched by the fastest lightning in nature.

I'm afraid that not many people can dodge such a sword, McCain looked at the gradually blurred figure of Regg, and couldn't help but show a hideous smile, but at this moment, he suddenly felt the evil wind hit the back of his head, and his heart couldn't help but shrink into a ball in an instant, "How is it possible?"

But this scene had already happened, and he didn't allow the slightest hesitation, so he hurriedly dodged and raised the heavy sword upside down to the top of his head, only to hear the crisp sound of the bell, and Reg's long sword was fiercely pointed at his sword spine.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and Reg secretly screamed in his heart, the thunder blade Tianqi that he saw in the afterglow was simply towards the totem, and next to the totem was the figure of Sheng Xuan slowly flying.

"You've been fooled!" McCaine screamed, already ferociously pounced, and the sword blade flickered with even more dazzling flames, and against the backdrop of that pair of thunder wings, it was like a demon that had just emerged from the dark clouds.

Reg knew that it was too late now, and seeing the huge thunder blade in the sky engulf the totem and destroy it along with Sheng Xuan's figure, tears flashed in his eyes, and a sadness that he had never felt before instantly filled his chest, making him almost unable to breathe.

As for McCaine's attack, he didn't seem to care anymore, but he raised his left hand unhurriedly, opened his palm violently, and a pair of bullish eye beads were flashing with dazzling golden light.

This is a completely doomed move, and if McAine doesn't dodge and still completes this slash, then it is very likely that he will be wiped out by the other party's death gaze while killing Regg.

Although he didn't understand the moves used by Regg, McCaine still had a trace of hesitation in his heart, in that almost desperate eyes, he couldn't see a trace of fear of death, only endless sorrow, what kind of power would an opponent's move be at this time?

Finally, McCain's heart was shaken, and just as the flames almost landed on the top of Reg's head, the heavy sword in his hand was forcibly retracted by him and blocked in front of him, and a pair of thunder wings behind him were even more violently incited, leading him to rush to the side.

Almost at the same time, the golden light on the eye beads condensed rapidly, but in the end it suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the death gaze cast under the desperate death was not triggered, which had to be said to be a painful blow, and there was a sharp pain in Regg's arm, as if every inch of bone was instantly crushed by a huge force of ten thousand catties, and as the sharp pain entered his chest, he could no longer hold on and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The thunder blade cut completely destroyed the huge earth dragon, the heavy totem lost the support of the earth magic, and finally with a piercing scream, it fell from dozens of feet in the air, McCaine looked at the totem and then looked at Reg who was barely struggling in the air, and couldn't help but let out an arrogant laugh.

But just as he was laughing out loud, a sudden ominous premonition came to his heart, "Not good!" Before he could react, a figure had already rushed up from under his feet in a frenzy, and with a powerful bang, his arms were hugged from behind his back, and then a series of binding magic instantly tied him from head to toe, even with his strength, he didn't want to break free in a short time!

"Don't do it yet!" A voice that was almost so hoarse that he could barely make out sounded that the flesh and blood of Regg's whole body were boiling instantly, "Shengxuan! he's still alive!" Almost without thinking about it, Reg had already stabbed McCaine in the throat with his sword as fast as he could.

"Get out of here!" A fierce and incomparable fighting spirit suddenly burst out, and suddenly a thunder arc flashed around him, but Reg was unmoved, squeezed into the thunder arc hard, and stabbed the long sword in his hand into McCaine's throat.

At this moment, he has broken free from countless restraints, even Sheng Xuan's arm has been shaken open, maybe he can get out of the predicament in just a short moment, then the next to die will be Sheng Xuan and Rege, but it is that short moment, but he has no chance to fight back.

The cold blade pierced through his throat and then from the back of his head, the blow completely cut off his life, McCain's wide eyes couldn't believe it, but the eyes were rapidly losing their luster, quickly turning into a dead gray.

As his body fell softly, Reg didn't see Shengxuan's figure, he couldn't help but hurriedly search in mid-air, only to find out after a while that he was still holding McCaine.

With a shocking bang, the totem finally smashed to the ground, crushing everything within a hundred feet of the surrounding area into powder, and thousands of Calais and orc warriors who didn't have time to dodge returned to the sky under the suddenly falling totem.

The air wave rushed up into the sky with countless dust and sand, engulfing the figures of McCaine and Shengxuan in an instant, and Reg endured the severe pain all over his body and rushed towards Shengxuan frantically, and finally grabbed one of his arms before he almost fell to the ground.

The huge smoke and dust turned out to be blood-red, obscuring everyone's sight, and at the same time diffusing a thick bloody gas, almost making people unable to breathe, which made the two sides have to stop, the battle to the death, when the smoke and dust slowly dispersed, the huge totem just lay quietly in a deep pit of more than ten zhang, most of which had been flooded with blood.

Reg held Sheng Xuan in the air with difficulty, quietly looking at everything under his feet, except for the corpses everywhere, it was a cross-flowing bloodstream, from the beginning of the battle to the present is only a short ten minutes, but the orc warriors are almost dead and wounded, barely surviving less than a thousand, and the rest of Calais is only about three thousand.

How tragic this battle was, although Reg didn't see it with his own eyes, but from the almost completely twisted corpse, he could imagine that a master of Calais had just rushed into the orc's position, and was instantly hugged by dozens or even hundreds of orcs, no matter how high his strength was, he couldn't block the desperate embrace of so many orcs blessed by the totem at the same time.

Once hugged, there will be a group of orc warriors swarming next to them, whether it is a Calais master or an orc warrior, in an instant turned into a pile of mud, such a tragic battle not only brought huge casualties, but also destroyed the fighting spirit of the Calais, they have never seen such a crazy battle, many orcs do not defend at all, directly aiming at a Calais warrior is a fierce confrontation, but in the near death burst out of the soul rage, with the body to hug a Calais, let the companions around them with themselves nailed to the blood-stained land。

Hundreds of orc corpses lay beside Greenham, and there were countless fragments of weapons scattered next to these corpses, each of which maintained a forward posture, and none of them held a complete weapon in their hands, often his single blow could kill dozens or even hundreds of orcs in seconds, but he could not stop their desperate impact.

His hands were trembling slightly, perhaps half from the bitter attrition of the battle, but the other half from the shock of the heart, and at this time Reg was looking at him coldly, and he just happened to be looking into the air.

Greenham slowly put away his heavy sword, and then shouted at Reg, "I admire your courage, but you no longer have the ability to fight, so surrender, I can use my honor to promise that I will not harm any of your lives!"

Reg looked at him coldly, listened to what he said, and then spit out a mouthful of blood contemptuously, slowly flew down, and put the unconscious Shengxuan next to the seriously injured and fallen wood, and then said slowly, "This battle will only end until the last person on one side falls, and if the dignity of the orcs can only be defended with blood, then I will not hesitate to drain the last drop of blood." ”

His hand is still tightly gripping the long sword, but his hands and feet are trembling violently, the bloody battle just now has exhausted all his physical strength, and now he is completely supported by a little faith, which once fresh face is now lying in the cold swamp forever, and the brother who sacrificed his life several times to save is now uncertain, no matter what it is, this battle does not allow him to escape.

Greenham picked up his heavy sword again, looked at the equally tired Calais warriors gathered around him, and shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Why are you doing this?" he said as he slowly raised his hand, perhaps when his hand fell, the last attack of the Calais would begin.