"Huha! I found it, come and see" The orc warrior who found Yang Long smiled fiercely, and while stretching out his right hand to grab Yang Long's neck, he pulled him out of the soil with force, and shouted loudly, but suddenly his voice froze.

Because this orc with underdeveloped brains suddenly noticed that the human in his hand, at the wound section on the right side of his body, there were dense golden yellow small light spots, and then Yang Long's broken body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, most of the right ribs, the entire right shoulder, and right arm regrew bones, and wisps of flesh began to take root on the bones with the dimming of the golden light spots.

"Huh?" Seeing this unbelievable scene, the orc, who had no insight and was not very bright, his first reaction was to stretch out his left hand and gently touch the light spot on Yang Long's body with his fingers.

Airplanes!

With a slight trembling sound, a golden light quickly dimmed, turning into a stream of heat that passed down his fingertips into the orc's body, healing all the large and small wounds on his body due to the previous battle, and allowing the orc's physical strength to fully recover.

"Is this the Holy Light?" Feeling the light energy surging in his body, the orc stammered for a long time before he figured out what was going on, and in shock shifted his gaze from his fingers to the human face in his hand.

Unlike the Lordaeron Kingdom, which is ruled by the great aristocratic class, there are a large number of priests in the Storm King's ** team of the king's dictatorship, which is the energy of the Holy Light. The hostile forces of the Stormwind Kingdom are very familiar.

In particular, the Blackstone tribe, which has been fighting against the Storm Kingdom for many years, has suffered a lot above the Holy Light, although it has a very strong innate body, but it has been killed and injured countless times in the attacks of the "human dwarfs" who have the priest blessed with the Holy Light.

Even if there are two lowest-level second-order priest apprentices in a combat team of twenty people, they can resist an orc army of nearly 100 equal strength head-on, and the increase in combat effectiveness is not insignificant.

This is also the foundation why the Stormwind Kingdom was able to recover several lost territories and survive and develop in a land surrounded by powerful enemies in less than a hundred years after its restoration.

This human is still alive!

A thought that suddenly flashed through my mind. made this orc warrior's face. Showing a slight panic mixed with anger, he was about to pull his neck and roar loudly as a reflex, but suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and the Adam's apple was hit hard.

Suddenly, the orc shuddered. It was as if all the strength in his body had been drained. Instinctively, his hands clutched around his neck. Slowly fell to his knees, let out a mournful whimper from his mouth, and rolled his eyes for a few seconds. Finally closed his eyes unwillingly.

And Yang Long, who had basically recovered from his injuries completely, but because he had almost exhausted all the power of the Holy Light and had not yet recovered from the state of excessive blood loss, Yang Long, who was weak and dizzy in the quarter, also quickly stood up at this time and took a deep breath.

From the orc stabbing the weapon to Yang Long, to Yang Long recovering from his physical trauma and killing the orc, it only took about a minute before and after, and among the orcs with an average height of about 2.6 meters, Yang Long's height of 1.8 meters was not conspicuous.

So when Yang Long took a deep breath, the seven or eight blackstone orcs around him noticed his appearance, and they couldn't react for a while, and after being stunned for a few seconds, they suddenly grabbed their respective weapons and wanted to attack the humans in front of them.

It's a pity that there is a few seconds of buffer time, Yang Long has completely awakened from the initial vertigo state, seeing the actions of the orcs around him, his face is indifferent and he doesn't speak, and he takes out more than ten flying knives from the space ring with a flip of his left hand.

Whoop

Wave after wave of sword light, with the position of Yang Long's combat power as the center of the circle, continued to shoot in all directions, killing several blackstone orcs in the vicinity in an instant, in front of the high-quality sharp flying knives, the inferior armor, shields, blades, and the thick body of the orcs were like fragile wooden wedges, and they could not play any protective role at all.

On the one hand, the orcs gathered very intensively, resulting in each flying knife being able to easily pass through the obstruction of several people, or even a dozen people, after being shot, causing a very terrifying lethality.

On the other hand, after the initial stunned orcs, each of them rushed straight up with red eyes, and did not dodge or dodge the flying blades that harvested life, which even accelerated Yang Long's killing speed.

Five minutes later.

Nearly 100 blackstone orcs near the pit were breathless, lying on the ground horizontally, and the blood flowing out of the pit was almost twenty centimeters deep at the bottom of the pit along the edge of the pit.

After recovering most of the flying knives, Yang Long slowly came to the side of the iron plate car, looking at the shattered iron pieces that had been impacted because of the charge of the ninth-order orcs, as well as an obvious blood stain on the ground, and panted expressionlessly.

This unexpected mistake made Yang Long pay a heavy price, the holy light energy in his body was consumed, and most of his qi was lost in a short period of time due to the loss of his body.

Although his physical strength had returned to a full state due to the Holy Light, it could not bring Yang Long more security, because orc reinforcements could appear at any time.

Fortunately, the flame and ice magic energy that was mainly concentrated in his left arm did not lose much because of this heavy injury, which made Yang Long, who was in deep crisis. I finally had a little comfort.

"Whew, it's really a big loss this time!"

Yang Long let out a long breath, lowered his head and glanced at the puddle of blood left by the middle-aged thief, then looked up at the horizon of the setting sun, and whispered to himself: "I hope that marshal will be a reasonable person, otherwise he can only"

Thinking of the result obtained at the cost of all his efforts again, Yang Long suddenly felt a little upset, but then suppressed this emotion.

After all, thinking about these now, it is still a little too anxious, and it is too early to think about whether they can escape from the large army of orcs who may come.

Shaking his head meaninglessly, Yang Long picked through the flesh and blood of the middle-aged thief, picked up some items that had not been torn apart by the Charge Qi Wall, and then turned around and strode towards the southeast.

The dim night soon fell, completely obscuring Yang Long's rapidly disappearing figure, leaving only an area full of blood, like a slaughterhouse, attracting a large number of scavenging birds to feast

(To be continued......)