It's already daylight.

In the dense forest, a procession of migrating elves spread like serpents.

It was the elves who had escaped from the village, trying to escape to the Terran allies outside the forest. Except for most of the prime-aged males who served as coolies in the team, the highly skilled elven warriors spread out around the team, like the wings of a goshawk protecting the torso of the body.

The men led by Hantuo were faced with an enemy who was being pursued from the rear. The enemies that Evel and Lifa each led to deal with were from the left and right flanks, and the pressure was relatively easy.

The sound of the pursuing enemy flickered through the gaps in the leaves, leaving a blinking shadow on the ground, and the flow of light rippled before it could be noticed.

Although he couldn't see the enemy's figure clearly, Han Tuo knew it well in his heart. It's a monster that has already had a profound deal with him, and if Han Tuo chooses the type of monster he is most familiar with, there is no doubt that it will be.

An opponent who has intersected many times with swords, and whose body functions and habits have been engraved into the memory of the sword, the Wind Demon.

The whole body is covered with scale armor, and the body is too thick to act like a wind, and passing by, it only feels like the wind sweeping over, so it is called the wind demon.

The breeze blew through Han Tuo's hair, and in the atmosphere where nothing had happened, Han Tuo fell down sharply. In the lush canopy above Han Tuo's head, the arm with the bone blade quickly slashed in the direction of Han Tuo's neck, silently splitting a green leaf that happened to fall there in half.

It is enough to see its sharpness.

But sharp weapons aren't unique to that side.

[Roar Piercing, Full Moon Chop].

The sword began to swing upwards from Han Tuo's legs, and forcefully drew a large circle shape in the direction of the top of his head and returned to the legs, and the muscles fluctuated smoothly, like the most intense and magnificent part of the dance, full of pleasing movement beauty. Then half of the canopy was smoothly sliced open, and the Wind Demon, who had not had time to escape, was scattered and fell with an expression of disbelief.

If Mordley saw this scene here, he would definitely applaud it, and Han Tuo's blow had already exerted the power of this third-order sword technique to the extreme.

The holy sword was still in Han Tuo's hand, and every second he held it, the more Han Tuo understood it, and the greater his perception of its use. Like a bottomless black hole, it always can't explore the deepest place, and like its incarnation, it is an unpredictable creature as a woman, Han Tuo thought at this time.

Hantuo and the elves leap and move from branch to branch, allowing the leaves to hide their form and avoid being spotted by the enemy's eyeline above the sky. The two sides collided back and forth in an orderly manner, sometimes a head-on collision was a never-ending battle, and sometimes they just passed by a tree without incident.

A black arm like dry wood stretched out from the shadows and grabbed Han Taku's ankle, and Han Taku, who was about to jump, planted himself from the tree with an unstable center of gravity. Han Tuo, who fell headfirst, did not panic too much, but used the "Wind King's Protection" to forcibly reverse his body in the air into a position.

There were sharp bayonets that slashed through it and then retracted again.

Han Tuo slammed his back into a large tree, so that he could temporarily protect the blind spot behind him, and turned back with the reaction force, holding his sword to face the sudden attacker.

However, Han Tuo only hastily had time to take a clear look.

The attacker was almost human-like, but had six legs like an insect, and one of his two arms was carrying a sharp knife. Covered in black and overly thin hands and feet, they looked like insect arthropods, lying on the ground and looking at Han Tuo with scarlet eyes.

Then a roll of the body sank into the shadows of the trees next to it as if it had sunk into a swamp.

The shadow demon who belongs to the same clan as the wind demon [dark matter species] has the ability to lurk in the shadows and silently cause damage to the enemy, and is born to be an excellent assassin.

If you can't do a single blow, you'll run away, and the Shadow Fiend who has re-infiltrated the shadows will also look for the next opportunity, and when you don't attack, it will also put a lot of psychological pressure on you.

At the moment when Han Tuo's feet touched the land, a piece of land not far from his footsteps suddenly cracked, and a pink figure burst out from it. With a sense of crisis on his face, the attack intent to lock his forehead made Han Tuo feel like he was being pricked by a needle.

But Han Tuo still deflected his neck and dodged the fatal blow that came straight to the head.

The powerful pink thighs grazed Han Tuo's cheeks, kicking off a thick tree behind him. Then a large tree slowly fell after a brief tremble, and several birds fled from the canopy in panic.

Although he didn't get a single blow, he didn't run away like Fang Cai's shadow demon. Full of fighting spirit, even Han Tuo's scorching breath knew that it was going to take advantage of this pursuit.

In the midst of the fight, Hantuo saw his opponent's apparently human-shaped body, as well as the pink ears on his head and his long facial beard. I also saw the fluffy thighs close to my face, which did not belong to humans but belonged to rabbits.

A branch of the demon [half-orc race]: March Rabbit, named because it is often in the violent state of the rabbit estrus in March, it is extremely aggressive, with developed legs, and it is a pair of sharp weapons to hurt people. It also inherits the habit of rabbits burrowing into the ground as nests, and its speed of moving underground is not lower than that of land.

It tightened its feet as naturally as breathing, and it was so natural that Hantuo almost missed it. Then the whip leg struck, like a giant axe, from the other side where Han Tuo did not hold the sword, it seemed that he was going to cut off Han Tuo in one go.

Although Han Tuo still had a shoulder-high stump behind him, he believed that such a fragile obstacle would not be able to withstand the full force of the rabbit's blow. So instead of dodging, he bravely stepped forward, punching it hard at the base of the leg. The fist stuck in the crotch made it stop its kicking motion.

Han Tuo felt the pain of being grabbed by a vice, but at least it was within the range of his endurance, so that his whole body was not exposed to the terrifying kick.

However, the monster in front of him still raised his other leg with one foot support, and struck Han Tuo's chin with his knee in a full-body volley position.

Han Tuo pushed away one of the stuck legs with all his strength, and at the same time swung the holy sword he held in his right hand in front of him, and his body also retreated.

Like the resonance of blunt weapons, the two sides rubbed the light of stars in the air, and because of the heavy impact, Han Tuo's sword-wielding hand was counterattacked. At this time, Han Tuo discovered that the legs of this demon were tied with thick iron plates, and they could still have such speed when they were hidden under the fur.

However, there is no possibility of losing at all. Han Tuo snorted coldly. I have honed my skills in this world for many years, and I have such self-confidence.

Han Tuo raised the holy sword flat, intimidating the rabbit demonic beast in front of him. On the body of the sword shining with the light of the holy sword, Han Tuo saw the black shadow demon slowly rising from the shadow of the stump behind him.

No matter who he is, he can't lose.