"Chapter Seventy-One: The Blood Clan's Old Orc Goes Crazy!"

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After turning back for half a month, Xueda came to the front of the old patriarch. Asked by the old patriarch, where the artifact in the clan is.

And Xueda only dared to bow his head and answer: "Back to the old patriarch, the artifact is preserved in the clan, I don't know what the old patriarch wants?"

I saw that the old orc of the Blood Clan slapped him directly and vomited blood from the blow.

"Why? I still don't tell the truth, I have a trace of connection with the artifact, and now that the connection is broken, and I am not in the clan, if you don't tell the truth again, you will wait for the blood punishment!" said the old patriarch of the Blood Clan angrily.

"Old patriarch, don't, I say, I'll be honest, I don't expect you to forgive me, I just hope that you can help me kill that human!" said Xueda with a mouthful of blood.

"How dare you negotiate terms with me? You are so daring, it seems that I haven't come out for too long, you have forgotten my title of blood madman. The old patriarch of the Blood Clan shouted. Then he slowly pulled out the blood on Xueda's body, let Xueda watch his blood drain little by little, and it would not die, and then use a sensory magnifying glass to cast it on Xueda. so that they can endure the suffering of extraordinary people. And the other orcs around were even more frightened when they saw this scene. Some people who are usually good friends with Xueda don't dare to speak for Xueda at this moment.

"Old patriarch, I said, I said, don't, ahhhhh Xueda is also an orc of the holy rank, but at this moment, he was tortured by the methods of this old orc to beg for mercy, and I have to say that it is also a kind of cup.

With a wave of his hand, the old orc took back the magnifying glass of perception, and shouted, "Say!"

"Old patriarch, this is the matter. Xueda told the old orc of the Blood clan what happened, only to see the old orc pondering.

"Bastard! Just a middle-level mage, you actually asked a high-level orc to deal with it, forget it, and dare to take out the artifact, I think you are looking for death! Moreover, if you provoke the old man with a broken sword for no reason, it is not enough for you to die a hundred times. The old orc shouted.

"Now, you go with me to the broken sword, it is impossible for a mid-level mage to win a high-level orc, then it can only be a broken sword, even if it is a broken sword, dare to take my clan's artifact, I want you to break the sword and turn it into a waste sword!" said the old orc angrily.

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A group of orcs came to the old man with the broken sword in a menacing manner. But he saw a broken sword stuck in the inn. Although it has rusted, no one dares to underestimate it.

"Broken sword!" shouted the old orc.

A huge sharp aura came, as if killing all the orcs.

"Who should I be!Blood Old Ghost, I'm not dead yet!Why, what are you doing here today when you have time?" the Old Man with Broken Sword sneered.

"Broken Sword, I'm not here to laugh, hand over that Terran boy and that thing, I don't want to do anything with you. The old orc said with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Well, what is it? What Terran boy, are you sick?" the old man with the broken sword wondered.

"It's the Terran kid who lives in your inn, hurry up and hand him over to me, and that thing!, or don't blame me for doing it!" the old patriarch of the Blood Clan roared angrily.

"This is the old patriarch of the Blood Clan! I haven't seen it for a long time, how can I come here!" said an orc.

"Also, this is the old man with a broken sword? What the hell is it? Dare to argue with the Blood Clan, I don't want to live!"

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"I don't know what you want, I don't know what kind of human you're talking about, I just know, have you forgotten my rules? At this moment, the old man with the broken sword did not have that kind of lazy aura, but a solemn aura, which was the sharpness of the sword.

"In that case, let's fight! You go in and search for me, and I'll come here from the broken sword. The old orc of the Blood Clan said.

"Yes!" said the orcs behind him.

"Just let me see if the broken sword back then is still as sharp!" said the old orc of the Blood Clan. At the same time, the blood on his body burst out, enveloping his whole body, like a bloody person.

"Hand of the Blood God!" shouted the old patriarch of the Blood Clan. A bloody hand slapped over, and when it reached the old man with the broken sword, the bloody hand was suddenly enlarged and went directly to the face of the old man with the broken sword.

"Sword!" said the old man with the broken sword. The fingers swiped down from top to bottom, and the air began to be torn, splitting the hand of the blood god in half. The aftermath went straight to the old orc of the Blood Clan.

At the same time, all of the orcs brought by the old orcs were of the power level! All of them rushed to the inn of the old man with the broken sword.

"Die!" shouted the old man with the broken sword. Pointing it directly, it is the power of the sword, the aura of slaughter, the magic of the sword, and when it reaches the level of the old man with a broken sword, he can already perform magic instantly.

"This is such a powerful force, everyone can resist it together!" said the orc patriarch. At the same time, all the orcs even conjured up a huge blood shadow to neutralize the attack of the old man with the broken sword. On the other side, the old orcs of the Blood Clan directly surrounded the old man with the broken sword from all sides with tens of thousands of bloody hands. In the battle with the old orcs of the Blood Clan, he actually intervened in those orcs, doesn't this mean that the old orcs of the Blood Clan are not as good as the old man with the broken sword? This is the face of the old orcs of the Blood Clan beating the old orcs of the Blood Clan! The old orcs of the Blood Clan used all their strength to attack.

"Sword Slash! Ten Thousand Swords Shoot Together!" Suddenly, the old man with the broken sword pierced through the bloody hands of the old orcs of the Blood Clan, and the old orcs of the Blood Clan directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, these bloody hands were all transformed by the blood of the old orcs of the Blood Clan, and if the bloody hands were broken, they would also be harmed.

"Broken Sword, you forced me to do this!!" The old orc of the Blood Clan shouted. Take out a small blood-colored bead and crush it. Then it burst open, and all kinds of blood qi filled the air, and the old patriarch of the blood clan absorbed it one by one, and he became larger, like a huge blood man. Surprising.

"It's just a few brutes, and they dare to run rampant!" said the old man with the broken sword.

"Sword of Slaughter!" A murderous sword materialized and rushed away from the old man with the broken sword.