readx;? The five Toyama men rushed into the midst of the orcs and shot out with impunity, slashing the bewildered orcs one by one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They had adapted to the feeling of the large formation in advance, and they mastered the trick at the first time, moving freely in the formation, and every time they came out of unexpected places of the orcs, they struck the most ferocious blow.

Bang bang bang!

One by one, the orcs lay on the ground, dead and blinding.

The other mercenaries were dazzled by the big array at first and became as panicked as the orcs, but soon, they remembered the trick that Toyama and the others had explained at the beginning, so they tried to move according to the trick, and soon became accustomed to it.

Then, there's the killing.

The orcs struggled and rushed in all directions, but what they saw deceived them, leaving them like blind men with a roar of grievance.

"Die, you damned brutes!"

"Uncle, I avenged you today!"

"The hatred of the family and the country, today I will use your blood to pay tribute!"

The mercenaries of Tiger Song City fell into a state of madness one by one, and at this time, a battle they had never tried before, they were able to kill the murderous orcs like chopping vegetables and melons, it was too easy and too fast.

They were so excited that they roared as well.

The war between humans and orcs in Yingzhou has lasted for hundreds of years, and countless humans have died at the hands of orcs.

Only blood and pain can make the barbarians realize their mistakes.

Mercy and sympathy should never be inflicted on the wicked.

"That's ...... Demons!"

"That damn human child, he's the natural enemy of the beast god, and he's the ...... of the Changyun Owl"

Outside the big array, those orcs who didn't have time to enter the formation stopped one by one, trembling all over, watching their companions in front of them being slaughtered, they couldn't do anything.

Even if they are dozens of times more numerous than humans, in the case of becoming blind, no matter how many they are, they are just lambs to the slaughter, and they can only roar in vain.

Ye Feng's attack was even faster, and the sharp sound of sneering was extremely sharp in the battlefield.

Among the orcs, as soon as someone heard this voice, they let out a panicked scream, and turned around and fled directly, which was the scene of being destroyed and crushed by Ye Feng, and they were frightened at the first time.

"Changyun Xiaofeng, what is that?"

Ye Feng also noticed the orcs outside the big array and heard their shouts, but he didn't particularly care, anyway, it was something similar to the demons and Satan in general stories and legends.

However, those orcs ran away, and he didn't like it in his heart.

The direction of the shot suddenly changed, and one by one the stones suddenly appeared behind those orcs like sniper bullets, bang, bang, one by one, the general-level powerhouses exploded and fell to the ground.

The stronger the strength and the faster he escaped, the more he became Ye Feng's target first.

These are all amethyst jade, and they can't be let go.

Time passes.

Falling down the slope of the beasts, the blood flowed like a river, and the land became wet, soft, soaked in blood, and there was a rich smell of blood, and piles of orcs lay on the ground, staring at the big eyes like copper bells, and they did not blink their eyes.

There were nearly 10,000 orcs, and now only a little more than a thousand remained, all attacking the air in vain, their faces full of horror and despair.

The mercenaries of Tiger Song City were all red-faced, although they were sweating profusely and panting, their spirits were all high to the extreme, even if they fought fiercely for another three hundred rounds, they would not have any complaints.

"Pay attention, the formation is about to fail, remember to protect yourself!"

Ye Feng frowned suddenly, and shouted loudly.

The sound clearly reached the ears of everyone present, and the mercenaries' hearts sank, and they began to converge, gathering with each other, three by two, and distancing themselves from the orcs.

The orcs, on the other hand, wept with joy and felt that the heavens and the earth were bright.

Bang bang bang!

In the depths of the earth, pieces of amethyst jade shattered in an instant, losing the last bit of energy, and the power of heaven and earth attracted by the Eight Directions Lost Array suddenly dissipated, and everything became clear.

When the mercenaries saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but be stunned and dumbfounded.

Although they fought hard and kept killing the orcs, they had no idea how many enemies they had fallen to the ground and killed in the big array, and they just felt very happy.

But now, the formation dissipated, and they could finally see the results of their battle, and in an instant, their jaws dropped to the ground, and they couldn't believe that the piles of corpses could be the result of their own hands.

And the remnants of the orcs, they saw the same scene, and for a moment their eyes were torn, and the mixture of fear and anger made their whole bodies explode.

Their eyes fell on the human mercenary, and their eyes were full of hatred and resentment, and the meaning of anger and resentment was as creepy as the substance.

The mercenaries also shivered, and they also glared back, not to be outdone.

But the shrewd ones among the mercenaries couldn't laugh. Although ninety percent of the orcs were killed, the remaining ten percent, both in terms of number and strength, were above the humans, and even more so the orcs were resentful at this time, and the strength that could be wielded under the mourning soldiers was even more palpitating.

Just as the two sides were about to touch, a shrill voice broke through the air, breaking the tense atmosphere between them.

Bang!

A general-level orc opened a bloody hole in his eyebrows, shook his body, and rolled to the ground.

Bang!

Another general-level master fell and died cleanly.

Bang bang bang!

One after another, the orcs died, as humble as fallen leaves, and they couldn't make any waves.

Only then did the orcs see the little child sitting cross-legged at the top of the hill, and watched a faint smile rise from the corners of his mouth, watched him flick his fingers, watched the stone burst through the air, and then watched his companion fall to the ground.

An indescribable chill enveloped their bodies, making them feel cold in their hearts.

"Escape ......"

"Abominable ......"

With a bang, the orcs split into two halves, half of them lost their souls and turned around and fled, with an astonishing speed, while the other half had scarlet eyes, and rushed towards Ye Feng frantically and viciously, carrying out the final madness.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, and a wave of stones poured out of the space ring, and he plucked his hands continuously, like stroking the strings, and the noisy sound was dense to the extreme, like a large army marching, thousands of troops and horses rushed out, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

The orcs who rushed over couldn't get close to Ye Feng at all, they could only roar in vain, and fell down one after another, they were okay for the time being, but they were blocked by their companions, and they couldn't move forward half a step at all.

Most of the mercenaries in Tiger Song City saw Ye Feng's real attack for the first time at this time, and they all opened their mouths wide, and their eyes almost popped out, and they were inexplicably frightened.

Bang bang!

The corpses of the orcs continued to pile up, piling higher and higher, even directly on a level with the hills, with Ye Feng as the center, forming an arc-shaped corpse pile dozens of zhang long, and the orcs were still unable to advance an inch.

The accumulation of corpses even obscured Ye Feng's vision, he had to stand up, but this was not enough, he jumped suddenly, jumped directly to the highest place of the corpse, and made a move without the slightest pause, the piercing sound of breaking the air was like urging Yama, frantically harvesting the lives of the orcs.

Seeing that the fleeing orcs had escaped for nearly a mile and were about to approach the mountains and forests, Ye Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and he let out a deafening roar, and his body suddenly rushed forward, like a cannonball.

Bang bang bang!

Everywhere he went, the orcs were lifted up, and one by one, their teeth and claws were dancing in vain, swallowing their last breath in vain, and even formed two long lines, as if they were welcoming Ye Feng.

But in an instant, Ye Feng had already passed through these orcs, and his ten fingers frantically flicked, and one of the stones was like a rain of flowers in the sky, sneering and pounced on the orcs fleeing in the front.

"Don't be stunned, kill the orcs!"

Toyama suddenly yelled and began to pounce.

The other mercenaries also came back to their senses and rushed towards the nearest orc, but half of their minds were still on Ye Feng, looking at that small figure, with a hint of reverence and admiration in their eyes.

Ye Feng's shot alone is almost as good as the shot of all of them, and the vast majority of those powerful general-level powerhouses are killed by Ye Feng.

The orcs who wanted to strike a blow to the death finally felt an invincible sense of despair from Ye Feng, so they roared, turned around and fled, scattering each other, all like lightning, incredibly fast.

Ye Feng still made a silent move, and a pair of small hands were trembling slightly.

Even if he cultivated to the realm of King Ming's immovable body, he was unmatched, but under this continuous high-intensity attack, there was already a tingling sensation in his muscles, and he was obviously about to reach his limit.

"Huh?"

With a pounce, Ye Feng's fingers flicked into the air, and the stones that he had stored as weapons were consumed again at this time, and none of them were left, all of them were given to the orcs.

He slowly exhaled a cloudy breath, retracted his hand, and stopped attacking.

In the end, there were only one or two hundred orcs left, and even without him, the other mercenaries would be enough to deal with it.

What's more, the orcs didn't have the slightest idea of fighting, and they lost their souls one by one, and only the word escape was left in their minds, and they wanted to escape as far away as possible.

Ye Feng's figure has been completely imprinted on their hearts, and they will never forget it for the rest of their lives, it is their lifelong terrifying nightmare.

Whew!

The last orc figure fled into the mountains and forests, disappeared completely, and fell down the slope of the beast, and the battle came to an end.