Poor Dao was angry at this time, and the Minotaur patriarch Gamande didn't know what to do, so he decided to take out his hand to shock this guy. I first took the Blue Sky Blood Shadow Sword in my hand, and then began to instill Dao spiritual power into it, and forcibly forced out a sword light that was 100 meters long, the green and mengmeng sword was not only long, but also under my deliberate adjustment, there was a width of several meters, at this time, the poor Dao was like holding a huge sword in his hand, majestic and fierce, and everyone present was stunned.

This is not over, in order to strengthen the effect of destruction, I also followed up, instilled the power of Samadhi true fire into it, so that this sword, blue and red, faintly has a fire dragon in the sword body from time to time, it is very good-looking. After gathering his strength to the extreme, Poor Dao shouted angrily: "Erhai Sea crosses the blue sky sword, and a sword illuminates the cold of Kyushu!"

After drinking, Poor Dao stabbed down, and the giant sword in his hand slashed at the head of the Minotaur patriarch Gamande. The sword move of the poor road with all his strength was too fast, and Garmande couldn't dodge it at all, and besides, he had spoken first, and said that he would take it hard, but now he was embarrassed to flash, so he had to take the totem pole horizontally, lift it upward, and prepare for a hard frame.

said that it was too late, and the sword of the poor road quickly collided with the totem pole, only to hear a loud bang. The supposedly indelible totem pole in the hand of the Minotaur patriarch Garmande was slashed in two by the poor road, and at the same time, the sword was inexhaustible, slashing through his chest, cutting a slit in the skin of the beast on his upper body. Blown by the wind, revealing the bronzed solid muscles of Garmande.

When there were two sounds, half of the totem pole fell to the ground, and the minotaur patriarch Gamande's face was like ashes, and the tears in the bull's eyes rolled out. However, after standing for a long time, he still said with great frustration: "I lost!"

At this moment, almost everyone was stunned, the hardness of the totem pole is a household name in the orc clan, although it has not yet reached the point where it will never be destroyed, but it has been cut in two, and it has never been heard of, in the thousands of years of history of the Minotaur, the number of damaged totem poles is only a handful. And it's one of the few weapons in the orc clan that can render even the claws of the Beamon Behemoth powerless. From these circumstances, it can be seen that the strength of the totem pole is really extraordinary, and my ability to cut it in two with a single sword completely shocked them all.

In fact, it was not easy for Poor Dao just now, but I used the shock word trick just now, and in that short moment, Leng slashed out hundreds of swords. Each sword only cut a small point, and by the accumulation of numbers, it was hard to cut through the big tree with a knife. Fortunately, my Earth Flying Sword is made of God's Gold, which is relatively metallic, and the totem pole is a wood attribute. Jin is just the right wood, coupled with the effect of the samadhi true fire, can barely split this broken pillar. It's so hard. Although I cut it off, my arms were numb from the shock, and the strength to lift my hand was almost gone.

Poor Dao shook his numb arm, walked up to the sad Minotaur Patriarch Gamande and said, "Patriarch don't be sad, I'm actually just a fluke win!"

"I'm not sad, hehe, it's just that the weapon is broken, it's a little sad!" said the Minotaur patriarch Garmande, wiping tears from his eyes.

"Huh. In that case, Patriarch, I have something to give back to you!" said Poor Dao, taking out the totem pole of his brother the Minotaur prophet Roford, but unexpectedly, his arm was still numb, and he couldn't hold it at all, and he almost fell to the ground, but the Minotaur patriarch Garmand held it up.

"I'm sorry, my arm was numb just now, and I don't have the strength!" said Poor Dao apologetically!

"It's okay, but this, is this my brother's totem pole?" said the Minotaur patriarch Garmande excitedly. Tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"That's good!" Poor Dao immediately said in awe, looking at the orcs who surrounded him again, Poor Dao said solemnly to them, "The Minotaur Prophet Roford and the Prophet Litisha are both very strong warriors, and with the strength of two people, they have broken the magic wall built by 3,000 human mages and 20,000 human priests. ”

"At that time, they even had the strength to deal with my relatives upstairs in the city, and in desperation, I had no choice but to sneak attack with a secret arrow, killing the Na Flail prophet Tisha, and then the Minotaur Prophet Roford, who had exhausted his strength before, committed suicide on this totem pole, using his soul power to command the totem pole to attack me. Alas, although we were mortal enemies at that time, I still have great admiration for their unyielding fighting spirit!" Poor Dao said and bowed deeply to the totem pole, to be honest, this upright old minotaur has indeed won the respect and favor of Poor Dao, the dead are great, and I think it is legitimate to give him a gift.

"Brother!" the minotaur patriarch Garmande couldn't hold back any longer, hugged the totem pole, and howled!

"Although I don't know what the orcs think of them, I always think that these two prophets are definitely worthy of the honor of warriors!" said Poor Dao solemnly to the people around him!

"I!Leon-Clan Patriarch Ryktor, retract my disrespectful words to the two prophets, and offer my highest respect to the two brave warriors!" A big man with blond hair strode out, walked to the totem pole, knelt on one leg, and said sincerely!

"I, the patriarch of the Tiger Clan, Clarza, also retracted my disrespectful words to the two prophets, and I would like to offer the highest respect of my clan to the two brave warriors!" A big man with a tiger head strode out, also walked to the totem pole, knelt on one leg, and said sincerely!

Subsequently, the patriarchs of dozens of orc races such as the leopard clan, the bear clan, the lizard clan, the flying dragon clan and so on also knelt in front of the totem pole, and for a while, the entire square was full of people, and a sad atmosphere enveloped the entire beast king city.

"I, the Emperor of the Orcs, Beamon, officially recognize the identity of the two Prophets on behalf of all the Orcs, and they will be the role models and pride of all Orcs!" The Beast Emperor, Beamon, also came to the totem pole and fell to one knee.

"I, the Great Prophet of the Beasts, Star-God, in the name of the Messenger of the Beast God, declare on behalf of the Beast God that the names of the Minotaur Prophet Roford and Na Flail Prophet Lytisha will be forever inscribed on the warrior walls of the Temple. Their brave stories will be passed on forever and will be admired by future generations!" said the great prophet Beamon Star God, with a solemn face.

"Thank you!" said the Minotaur patriarch Garmand and the Nayor patriarch Moon Shadow with tears in their eyes. The Tao of Suo. After a lot of twists and turns, their relatives finally got the treatment they deserved.

"Warriors of the Beasts!" Beamon, the Emperor of the Beasts, stood up slightly, and then said solemnly to the people in the square: "First of all, we would like to thank this Terran envoy, Long Qingtian, for bringing back the relics of our prophets, and proving to us the bravery and strength of the two prophets with his own bravery!"

Then the Beast Emperor nodded to Poor Dao and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency!"

"Hehe, you're welcome, it's the spirit of the two prophets that has moved me, and it's all done out of respect for them!" said Poor Dao politely.

"Hehe!" the Emperor of the Beasts, Beamon, nodded approvingly. He continued: "We were at war with the humans, and after we clarified, we were completely encouraged by a group of people with ulterior motives, and we were used by those damned pirates! It didn't force them to change any of their beliefs, and this time the envoy Yaluk personally met with the orcs in the human camp, they are living well with the humans, and their faith still belongs to the beast gods!"

"Damn the Wako, we fought a war with the humans in vain!"

"yes. So many people have died!"

"My brother, just like this, I want revenge!"

For a time, the crowd in the square was indignant. They are clamoring to start a war with the Wakos, especially the Minotaur patriarch Garmande and the patriarch of the Nayo clan, Moon Shadow, who are even more furious, they are all people who have suffered super heavy losses, and one has lost his brother, and the other has lost two of the three pillars of the clan, so he hates the Wakos to the bone!

The Emperor of the Beast Clan, Beamon, waved his hand slightly, and the earthlings below immediately fell silent, and then. He continued, "We will repay the kindness given to the orcs, but we will also use the most cruel means to retaliate for the hatred given to the orcs." Now that mankind has waged a holy war against the Wakos, we will definitely set foot on that filthy land in the near future and use the blood of the Wakos to wash away the shame of our being fooled!"

"Roar, roar, roar!" A group of orcs roared in unison, this is they venting their frustration, and at the same time, they are also expressing their determination to fight to the emperor of the beast clan! Under their leadership, the orcs from other places also roared out together, and suddenly, hundreds of thousands of troops in the entire beast king city joined in this roar.

The masters of the beast clan are like clouds, and under the stimulation of the strong fighting spirit, the grandeur of the voice is simply unimaginable, it can really be described as a sound boom for hundreds of miles, thunder and thunder. Even if Poor Dao and Uncle Ancestor, a master like Kerry was in the midst of it, he couldn't help but shake his heart, his face turned pale, and his body involuntarily trembled slightly. The strength of these guys can be said to be fully exerted at this time, which is really terrifying!

Poor Dao heard a lot of things from this roar, the unity, unyielding and courage of the orcs were vividly expressed in the roar, especially their strength, how many fighting masters would it take to roar out such might?

After the orcs finished venting, they gradually dispersed under the order of the Beast Emperor, and we were politely sent back to our original residence by them. However, the treatment this time was obviously completely different from just now, not only did the orcs who led the way show enthusiasm and respect to us, but also many orc generals we met along the way also greeted us warmly. It seems that this battle was not fought in vain, at least our group of people has completely determined their status in the minds of the orcs.

In the evening, my uncle was full of praise for my earth-shattering sword, all kinds of fleshy sycophants surging the water of the Yangtze River, endless, and like the Yellow River flooding, out of control, but the poor road was disgusting. It's no wonder that he, a master of martial arts. Seeing such a sword technique, it is absolutely impossible to say that you are not moved. There was no way to be entangled by him, so Poor Dao had to discuss with him a little experience in using a sword, and he heard that he was suddenly open. Excited, he immediately danced and painted.

As for asking him where I learned these skills, Poor Dao excused himself by saying that he had seen them in ancient books. Anyway, I have loved collecting ancient books since I was a child, and everyone in Dahan is well-known, so I just used it as a shield to prevaricate the past. He asked me about the flying sword again, and I said it was controlled by magic. It's because I'm sealed, so I came up with a trick not to take a different path, which can be regarded as a disguised dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

After hearing this, my uncle praised me and did not doubt it. After all, all kinds of weird spell skills emerge in an endless stream on the mainland, and I am really not the only one who has the skill of wielding flying swords like me. Even Uncle Zu had seen other people use their fighting spirit or magic power to urge weapons to attack the ground, so although my hand was slightly different from what he had seen, it did not arouse too much suspicion among him.

Early the next morning. As soon as we finished breakfast, we didn't have time to rest after being pestered by our excited uncle all night, and we were taken into the Beast Emperor's ritual hall by Yaluk. The Great Prophet Star-God, the Three Princes Flame-Beamon and Alouk are here, and we are the three of us on our side, and after meeting each other, we exchanged a few words and sat down.

"Huh. I just heard yesterday that Your Excellency saved the little girl on the way here, thank you so much!" said the Beast Emperor's Dependent-Beamon was the first to laugh!

"Ahh Don't dare to take credit for this!" Poor Dao hurriedly excused himself: "Actually, the ninth princess was promoted to get out of trouble by herself, and it has nothing to do with me, even if I don't go, she can destroy all the fish people herself, so it can't be regarded as me saving her." ”

"Haha, but after all, it was Your Excellency who rescued her Dibimon!" "The Great Prophet of the Beast Clan, Xing Xing-Shen, said with a smile, "What's more, Your Excellency is willing to take action personally regardless of the danger at that time, we are already very grateful, so we still have to solemnly thank Your Excellency!"

"Huh. You're welcome, we're friends, aren't we?" said with a smile!

"Haha, well, that's right, Your Excellency will be our orc's friend in the future!" Beast Emperor Star Dependent-Beamon said happily: "You are the first human who does not discriminate against us, and you are willing to call us brothers, we also admire Your Excellency's moral strength, you will be our orc's forever friend in the future!"

"It's an honor!" said with a smile. Hehe, these days of suffering have not been in vain, and finally with these straight guys to eliminate misunderstandings, and initially establish a friendly relationship, although it is still very fragile, but with the passage of time, the deepening of communication, we will come together sooner or later.

"Haha, don't even say kind words!" The Great Prophet Star Dependent-God smiled and said: "This time you not only released our people, but also promised to support us with 100 million catties of food and a large number of iron weapons, we are grateful that you are too late! Hehe, by the way, when will the things you human support arrive?"

"Huh?" Poor Dao was dumbfounded. I said how could the Orcs be so good to me along the way, they just killed so many people, but they didn't make things difficult for me all the way, and they got along with me very quickly. At that time, I thought it was strange, could it be that the blood feud of hundreds of thousands of compatriots killed in battle was really so easy to forget? Orcs must be too generous, right?

It wasn't until now that I realized that it was the Holy See that had promised so many benefits to the orcs in advance? How much is 100 million catties of grain? Even if an orc eats ten catties a day, 100 million catties is enough for an army of millions of orcs to eat for a hundred days. In a place like the Orc Empire, where food is scarce, this food is simply priceless, and with their own efforts, it is enough for them to feed many more people.

Besides, iron weapons are extremely powerful weapons, and now the orcs are already so powerful with bones and wooden sticks, if they are equipped with a large number of iron weapons, it is really amazing. The orcs have long coveted human equipment, and now they have the opportunity to get it in large quantities, can they not be happy? No wonder the orcs are willing to let go of their blood feud, it turns out that they have huge benefits!

But now the problem is, the Holy See is absolutely not stupid, they promised the orcs these things, it is absolutely impossible to give them, so many things for nothing, when the Holy See is really doing charity? The Holy See is obviously deceiving the orcs, and the purpose is even more obvious, that is the unlucky me. If the orcs knew that they had been deceived by humans, they would be dizzy, and I would have known what would happen to me with my toes.

This damn pope will not let me go when he is dying, and he will use such a sinister trick to harm me. Isn't he afraid that he will provoke the orcs to attack the human race again? This old bastard is simply a super idiot, if he knew that there were so many masters in the orc, he would not dare to do this if he was killed, right? He not only harmed me this time, but probably harmed the humans of the whole continent at the same time, it is really hateful!

The poor road is angry and anxious, but unfortunately I have nothing to do for a while, even if I want to fill this hole myself, it is impossible for me to fill this hole, the Pope has blocked all the intersections along the way, I can't transport anything, and besides, I don't have so much? Looking at the two Beamon royals with smiling faces, I didn't know what to say. What should I do now?