The battle cry shook the sky, wailing everywhere, and the patches of blood sprinkled on the white snow field were very dazzling, and the mercenaries who were pierced through the spear and nailed to the ground wailed and struggled to break free from the battle, but were quickly beheaded by the Munk warriors who rushed up with the spears.

"Damn monkey, I'm going to pluck your skin with my own hands!" Jason's eyes were completely bloodshot, and one by one the old men died in front of him, making the mighty leader roar like an angry lion.

A huge black shadow volleyed into the air, and Walden's sturdy four hooves made him far surpass the warriors of his own race, leaping over the chaotic crowd, forcibly crashing into the human mercenaries who surrounded him, standing in front of Xia Zuo, looking at Jason haughtily, "Human, your opponent is me!"

Centaurs are proud warriors, the shame of being ambushed last night, and he wants to get it back with his own hands.

With Walden's resistance, Xia Zuo ignored Jason and turned to kill other mercenaries.

In such a moment, all the mercenaries who were nailed to the ground by the spears had been beheaded, and nearly twenty headless corpses were hanging weakly under the support of the spears, compared to the Munk warriors, who were almost unharmed, and were fighting with the mercenaries.

It's just that except for Tara, Bigu, and Mantas, who surrounded a mercenary and killed each other and retreated, the rest of the warriors did not have an advantage, after all, compared to these mercenaries, the time for their Dou Qi cultivation was too short, even if most of them besieged one person with three or four people, they were only barely supported.

Especially the white-haired old mercenary who worried Xia Zuo the most, even if he didn't use that terrifying fighting technique, the other party easily suppressed the dozen or so Munk warriors around him with the strength of one person.

The chaos that suddenly began here, the warriors in the human camp were also alert, and they rushed to grab their weapons one after another, although they were not as strong as these mercenaries, but they were also a strong reinforcement.

"Stop the mercenaries in the camp!" Natsuzo slashed at the brave white-haired old mercenary to take on the difficult opponent so that his companions could free themselves from their predicament, while shouting at the charging centaurs.

"Qiang!" The big swords intersected, sparks shot out, and the fighting spirit of the collision stirred up a bright light, Xia Zuo only felt a numb mouth, the big sword in his hand almost flew out, and his body involuntarily took a few steps backwards.

This old man, with so much strength, Xia Zuo knows best how terrifying his strength is, even if he is not vindictive, he can play with a thousand catties of stones in his hand with pure brute force, but he was shocked back by an old man.

It's just that Xia Zuo didn't know that Old Bensen, who was shocked and trembled slightly, was also shocked by Xia Zuo's terrifying power, and even the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Xia Zuo stood still and rushed forward, the big sword in his hand flashed and slashed, and the steps under his feet were even more flexible, really flashing and jumping like a sensitive monkey, the old mercenary was old after all, and he had been lying in the snow all night, and his reaction and physical strength were not as usual.

Xia Zuo didn't believe that with his Saiyan terrifying physique, he couldn't kill an old guy with insufficient physical strength.

Even under the leadership of Xia Zuo, the Saiyan warriors had the advantage at the beginning, but as the battle gradually stabilized, the advantages of the human race also appeared, and the only ones who had the advantage were Xia Zuo, who seemed to be equal, and Walden and Jason, who were really fighting fiercely between Zhong Bo.

Although the rest of the people are small in number, but with the tacit understanding of the human mercenaries, most of the Munk warriors are at a disadvantage, and they may even be lost at any time!

If the mercenaries in the camp are allowed to rush over, the battle situation may collapse immediately, but Xia Zuo is full of confidence in the strength of the centaur warriors, and it is only a matter of time before the mercenaries in those camps are overwhelmed, but the problem now is that this time should be as short as possible!

A swift sword almost pierced the distracted Xia Zuo's body, Xia Zuo retreated slightly, looked at the old mercenary and scolded in his heart, and immediately concentrated on it and dealt with it carefully.

"Whew" A puddle of flesh and blood flew from the mercenary who was besieged by the three of Bigu, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

A hint of anxiety flashed in the old mercenary's eyes, and then he seemed to have made some difficult decision, and his face couldn't help but become resolute.

"It's coming!" a cautious and vigilant Xia Zuo immediately said secretly in his heart, staring at the old mercenary without blinking.

Suddenly, his strength increased several times, and even his already strong body became thicker, and his aura changed greatly, with a shining and fierce aura, he rubbed his body and slashed towards Xia Zuo with a straight sword.

"Qiang!" Even if he had been prepared, Xia Zuo still only felt a vague figure flash, and the big sword in his hand subconsciously slammed into it, and he only felt a thousand catties of huge force smashed up, and the surging fighting spirit poured into his body along the big sword.

After using the fighting technique, Lao Bensen, even if Xia Zuo was holding the sword with both hands, was shocked by this huge force, and the long sword that was cut in half was heavily pressed on his shoulder, and strands of red blood flowed down the blade.

"The old thing is really powerful!" Although he had been prepared, Xia Zuo couldn't help but secretly praise the strength and terror of the fighting skills with Old Benson in his heart.

"You are a brave and intelligent leader, you are going to die here today, you are still very young, it is a pity" The old Benson who used the fighting spirit had a hint of the smell of iron halberd grinding in his voice, he did not hide his appreciation for this young orc, but it must be them who survived today, his hands suddenly pressed down hard, vowing to cut Xia Zuo in two.

"Old thing, I'm a Munk clan, don't think of me as a human anymore!" was injured by Old Benson's surging fighting spirit, and the corners of his mouth were bruised, but Xia Zuo let out a cold summer sound without fear.

Just as old Benson was looking at him suspiciously, the monkey's tail behind Xia Zuo's ass swept across the ground suddenly, wrapped around old Benson's ankle and pulled it suddenly.

After this period of training, although he can't fully deal with the weakness of his tail, at least Xia Zuo has been able to command him to make some simple movements like a hand, such as this sudden pull now.

The incident happened suddenly, and the old Benson's center of gravity was unstable, and his body involuntarily fell to the side.

Even when a powerful warrior is unstable, he can't fully exert his strength, Xia Zuo only felt that the strength in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the big sword was picked up.

"Ah!!!" A terrible scream, half of the arm holding the big sword flew up in the air, Xia Zuo hurriedly stood up, ignoring the injuries on his body, and hurriedly rushed to the old mercenary and swung his sword to cut off the other party's head.

It's just that old Benson's gaze makes Xia Zuo a little strange, there is pain, regret, and even a trace of joy and relief.

Xia Zuo seemed to suddenly hear something, the action of the big sword suddenly stood up, and suddenly flew up and kicked hard in the lower abdomen of old Benson, without the protection of the fighting spirit, he was hit by such a sharp blow to the vulnerable part, and the old Benson immediately blushed with severe pain like a boiled prawn, holding his stomach and convulsing.

After making sure that the old Benson had lost his combat effectiveness, Xia Zuo rushed to the next opponent in a hurry.

With Xia Zuo's joining, the balance of battle gradually tilted towards the orcs, and there were constantly human mercenaries who were seriously injured and fell, and the wails around made people feel cold, and the orc warriors were not afraid of injuries at all, and the wild style like a mad demon made the mercenaries even more frightened.

They weren't armies, just mercenaries fighting for money, and the morale of the mercenaries was rapidly declining amid the high-pitched battle cries of the orcs.

The centaur warriors quickly dispersed the low-level warriors who had not even comprehended the fighting spirit, and the escaped corpses lay on the snow, blood slowly bruised from under them.

With the return of more than thirty centaur warriors, the battle situation is already clear, and the Saiyan tribe, which is strong in numbers and morale, is only a matter of time before victory.

"Bump!" collided with Walden again, Jason slid back, looked at the mercenaries who kept falling, his eyes were full of grief and helplessness, and turned to Xia Zuo, "I have a proposal, I hope you can make the warriors of your tribe stop for a while!"

The battle situation has been completely stabilized, and the other party can't make any waves now, Xia Zuo is very curious, at this time, what else does this strong warrior have to say, with a slight wave of his hand, the Saiyan warriors immediately stopped attacking and retreated behind Xia Zuo, "Say it!"

"You're here for those Fawkes! I'm willing to let go of that captive, and I'm willing to offer you all our goods and gold coins, and I hope you'll let me go!" Jason's face turned red with shame, and for a warrior, his words were undoubtedly giving up the last glory of a warrior.

It's just that glory is important, but he can't watch the brothers fall one by one.

"Head" Bud, covered in blood, roared loudly, "It's a big deal, it's just a death, let's fight these damn beasts!"

"That's it, let's fight!" shouted the remaining dozen or so embarrassed mercenaries.

"Shut up!" Jason burst into cheers, shocking the shouting crowd, and then turned his gaze to Xia Zuo, "I can see that you are their leader, so that the people on both sides of us are not bleeding, please grant my request!"

"Are you kidding?" Xia Zuo sneered slightly disdainfully, "Kill all of you, everything you have is mine, for the Camppass orcs, it is our supreme honor to shed blood in battle and sacrifice for Camppass!"

"Then let's have a fight! I'll challenge you in the name of a warrior. Jason's face involuntarily turned red, and he challenged a warrior who was obviously inferior to himself and had no fighting skills, which was simply a warrior's ear shame "If I win, you let us go, if I lose, please lay down your arms, and we will leave everything behind, no matter what, you have no loss, do you?"

"A dozen human slaves who can use vindictive spirit, but it's a lot of wealth, how can I not lose anything!" Xia Zuo looked at Jason and sneered, and the latter's face obviously became even more ugly with Xia Zuo's words.

"That's it, I'll accept your challenge!" Xia Zuo looked at Jason's face and smiled slightly, "If you win, I'll let you go with everything you leave behind, and if you lose, I'll ask you to give me one thing that interests me the most, how about it?"

"Head, don't promise this cunning monkey, let's rush out together!" The mercenaries roared angrily, and from Xia Zuo's face, everyone could guess what he wanted, and all they could keep now was fighting skills, which were in their own memories, something that could be decided by their own will!

"Silly man!" Jason smiled slightly bitterly, he naturally knew Xia Zuo's plan, but now where was his choice, he hammered his chest with his left hand and said loudly, "I agree with your conditions, I promise in the name of God, and send a warrior challenge like you!"

ps: The new book is uploaded, and I am anxious to ask for all kinds of support, I thanked my brothers in March, and the brothers all moved their fingers, and let March be on the list!