Rakzo is an extremely rare anomaly, as an ogre who cannot be inherited by a cultivator, relying on his own natural growth alone, it only took more than a hundred years of hard work to grow to the strength of the lower rank of the twelfth order.

With such a strong physical fitness, the muscles on Lakzo's body have a very strong defensive ability, and every punch Yang Long throws at close range can only knock it back half a step, and almost no damage is done to it.

And the giant hammer in Laquezo's hand, although it has the ability to injure the opponent, has no way to accurately hit Yang Long, who is constantly circling around it, causing the ogre to continue to roar angrily.

"Hey! Hit!" Yang Long jumped up from the high-speed run, punched Lakzo in the back of the head, and knocked the huge ogre short, unconsciously staggering ahead of him.

After the attack, Yang Long tiptoed on the ogre's back, and the whole person fell diagonally downward, narrowly avoiding the huge stone hammer that the opponent turned around and wielded.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, Yang Long already had a relatively safe grasp, as long as he seized the opportunity, he could take the initiative to enter the state of "violent" and kill the ogre in front of him with one blow.

"Violent qi" refers to entering the state of being covered with cyan mist, which is the synonym that Yang Long thought after mastering the autonomy to enter this state.

In fact, as early as five minutes ago, Yang Long had a chance to kill Lakzo, but he chose to give up the opportunity and continued to start a big battle with the ogre in this initial state of dark energy.

It's not that Yang Long wants to play tricks on the other side. It's that he craves such a fight.

Before Yang Long obtained the dark energy, every battle with a powerful enemy was full of dangers and traps, if it weren't for the help of the Holy Light, the lone ranger-like Yang Long would have died I don't know how many times.

Even in the face of weaker enemies, the opponent can also make his shots empty, more or less making some scars on his body, so that he can really feel the excitement of the battle between life and death.

However, after obtaining the dark energy, the change in the way of fighting made Yang Long use the dark energy. It's the equivalent of putting on an indestructible armor. Even if you stand and let the enemy slash wildly, you may not be able to break through the dark protection.

The dark energy did greatly increase his combat effectiveness, making him almost an invincible existence under the pseudo-super level in one-on-one battles.

But it's also because of the dark energy. Yang Long's enemies could barely withstand his punches and kicks. As long as it gets touched. It was the scene of death or cripplement, which made his desire for a fierce battle insatiable.

Therefore, Lakzo can be finished at any time, and he is like a giant sandbag and beats him casually. The creature that could also pose a big threat to him became the enemy that was most in line with Yang Long's wishes at the moment.

"It's really enjoyable!" Yang Long's musculoskeletal body let out a silent moan, making him sweat profusely: "It looks like the battle is going well at this time, so let's fight for a while"

Ding――

An ice ring that appeared out of thin air froze Yang Long's entire lower body, which had just landed, on the ground, and then the other three ice rings that appeared one after another also strengthened the ice one after another, and froze Yang Long's two hands.

"Is there a magician?" Yang Long was slightly surprised, but he just shook the dark energy, and the cold ice attached to the surface of his body was shocked into ice chips all over the ground by the huge force, and he didn't cause any damage to him at all: "Hehe, how can this level of magic be able to kill me"

Before the ridicule was finished, a huge shadow completely enveloped Yang Long's body.

Bang -

The stone hammer, the size of a locomotive, smashed hard at the position where Yang Long was standing, smashing the ice slag on the ground that had not yet melted and splashing it in all directions, and forming a pit more than two meters deep on the ground.

"Okay!" Johansen, who was watching the battle nervously from a distance, couldn't help but shout out loudly when he saw this scene, his face just showed joy, but it immediately turned into an incomparably thick gloom.

Because after Lakzo lifted the giant hammer, Yang Long still appeared intact in the pit, but most of the whole body was smashed into the ground, leaving only the upper body still on the surface of the pit.

Just lightly supported the ground with both hands, Yang Long easily pulled himself out, but his face was also a little gloomy, and he looked at the magician more than a hundred meters away with a sweep of his senses: "Is this a reinforcement?"

After finding out that Yang Long was not dead, Laczo stood in place in a bit of a daze, holding the stone hammer and seemed to be a little dazed, but now seeing Yang Long notice the magician in the distance, he immediately reflected and knocked down the hammer again.

"Hmph!" sneered disdainfully, the banter in Yang Long's heart faded, and he was replaced by a serious expression, and he was ready to dodge to the side at one point, and then quickly approached and killed the magician who attacked him.

However, as if sensing his attempt, the magician in the distance had already intervened to stop him again.

Ding, ding, ding

Four or five ice rings that appeared out of thin air brushed Yang Long's jumping body, but they did not catch Yang Long, who had been prepared, but at this time, directly in front of Yang Long's leap, a fire element shield with five sides stacked on top of each other suddenly appeared.

This kind of fire element shield is the kind of magic that Yang Long originally released, and the texture is completely incomparable to the fire element shield released by the inheritance secret technique, and it was broken by Yang Long on all sides just by a face.

However, when Yang Long hit the fifth shield, the forward momentum that did not exert much strength finally failed, and Yang Long was bounced back at once, and just after landing and standing firmly, before making any other movements, the stone hammer above his head smashed again.

Bang bang

This rare opportunity allowed Lakzuo to gather the strength of his whole body, and constantly raised the stone hammer and smashed it, and at first he could vaguely see Yang Long's standing body, but when he reached the back, he had completely fallen into a large pit more than three meters deep.

With the previous lessons, Rakzo did not stop attacking, but kept smashing desperately, making the mud continue to fly, and at the same time, it also regained the overall attention of the battlefield.

When the unknown soldiers saw the ogre smashed by the crazy giant hammer and did not find Yang Long's figure, the originally high morale suddenly fell to the bottom, and the counterattack was suddenly dispersed, and they were forced to retreat near the entrance of the mine again.

"Major Grofe, is it really not going to work?" thought of the members of the Purge, and the two top-ranking major officers who had killed their faces covered in blood were also a little pale, and their hearts were obviously shaken.

The members of the Brotherhood of Defia, whose morale had plummeted and retreated, let out an excited roar, once again grasped the initiative of the battle, and took advantage of the numerical advantage to kill many enemies one after another.

The roar also affected Laxzo, causing a rare grin on the troll's face, and he raised the stone hammer again and roared, pouring his suckling strength into the pit.

Boom -

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the stone hammer exploded entirely, and stones of different sizes splashed indiscriminately, killing and injuring hundreds of professionals of different strengths in an instant.

In particular, Lakzo, who was holding a giant hammer, was even more shocked by the huge recoil force, and the whole person fell to the ground with a backward back, and his hands were shaken off a layer of skin by the impact, and he couldn't get up for a long time in a drowsy state.

In the rising mud and dust, Yang Long, who was covered with cyan mist, walked out of the pit step by step, gently patted Lakzo who fell to the ground, and let a cyan air flow burrow into its skin along his arm, and immediately exited the violent state.

This series of hard knocks and slams still didn't cause any harm to Yang Long, but the anger in his eyes made everyone feel frightened, even the clearing troops who were in the same camp.

"Magician, very good!" Standing expressionless for a moment, Yang Long gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, the left sleeve of his coat suddenly turned into ashes, and a large amount of bright red flames oozed out of the black pattern, and soon gathered in the palm of his left hand to form a fireball the size of a basin.

Without giving the professionals whose eyes fell off a chance, Yang Long waved his hand slightly, and the big basin automatically came out of his hand, floating quickly towards the position where the magician reserve team was standing

(To be continued......)