Xia Zuo clenched his fists tightly and looked at the sneering Grimo with an expressionless face.

This opponent was far stronger than he expected, and the power of the blow just now was not necessarily stronger than him, but the strange fighting power was impossible to resist.

But no matter how strong the opponent is, this is also his own choice, since it is inevitable, then he will face it with his head held high.

The heart beat vigorously, Xia Zuo's whole body trembled slightly, maybe others would think that Xia Zuo was afraid, but only he knew that this was the trembling of excitement, and this was the blood in his body that belonged to the Saiyans of the fighting nation was boiling.

"I don't know if you live or die, then I'll show you the power of a true warrior. Grimo laughed wildly, his already rough face twisted together fiercely.

The silver fighting qi suddenly erupted and wrapped around the sturdy body, and the fighting qi strengthened Grimo's ** and strengthened his senses, although it was only a thin layer of light curtain, but it was an unbridgeable gap for Xia Zuo now.

Xia Zuo only felt a sudden light in front of him, he just barely saw Grimo's figure clearly, and a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

Perhaps he wanted to torture the stinky monkey that burned his camp, or he felt that Xia Zuo was unworthy, but Grimo did not use a broadsword, but with his bare hands.

Without waiting for Xia Zuo, who subconsciously swung his fist, he screamed in pain, and Grimo's had already retreated before Xia Zuo's counterattack arrived, and at the same time flew up with a straight body on Xia Zuo's chin.

"Hmm" With a slightly painful snort, Xia Zuo's head tilted back, and his emaciated body flew out upside down like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, flying more than ten meters away before hitting the ground fiercely.

A mouthful of blood spit out to his mouth, Xia Zuo swallowed it back with a hard support, shaking his slightly dizzy head, and a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face.

There was a dull sound of breaking wind in the air again, and before Xia Zuo could fully stand up, Grimo had already rushed in front of Xia Zuo again, and only had time to raise his arms to block the vital position, Xia Zuo was once kicked by Grimo, and his body flew upside down.

Then there was another sound of breaking the air, and Grimo, who was following closely, was obviously not ready to let Xia Zuo stand up again, and even before Xia Zuo could land, he kicked him out again.

Xia Zuo was once again blown away by the heavy blow, and the sharp pain in his lower abdomen made him curl up on the ground involuntarily, and the blood in his mouth could not be suppressed from the corners of his mouth.

His mouth was full of the fishy smell of blood, but Xia Zuo did not see a trace of decadence, the blood in his body was boiling, and a crazy gaze gradually rose in his eyes, and the fighting nature of the Saiyan began to appear under the pain.

Without giving Xia Zuo the slightest time to breathe, Grimo had already rushed over again, and the silver light brought out several afterimages behind him, as if more than a dozen arms were waving out at the same time.

The dull sound of the "bumper" fist hitting the flesh, Xia Zuo could only barely raise his arms to resist the vital parts of his body in the shadow of the fist.

"No one dares to steal anything from my Grimo"

"No one dares to kill my Grimo"

"No one dares to play with Master Grimo"

With Xia Zuo as the center, Grimo roared wildly, and his silver sturdy body brought up a fist shadow, venting the anger in his heart to the fullest, leaving pieces of purple and blue scars on Xia Zuo's body.

The humans around them laughed excitedly, and one by one they seized every gap, staring wide at the brutal torture inflicted on the monkeys by their captain.

The "Boss" was the first to notice Xia Zuo's miserable situation, and Bigu roared wildly, and the spear in his hand danced like a curtain of light, trying to rush out of the crowd.

It's just that Bigu is facing a well-trained and cooperative human warrior for many years, and the layers of sword shadows that several people work together not only blocked Bigu's crazy impact, but also left a few blood marks on his sturdy body.

No matter how angry and roaring Bigu was, there was nothing he could do, and the rest of the warriors were not far behind, although they had been trained for a month, they were still far from these well-trained human veterans who had cooperated and trained well.

Under the attack of Grimo, Xia Zuo staggered in place and could barely move, and looked like he could fall to the ground at any time.

"Concentrate on your battle, this human is mine!" Xia Zuo's disadvantage caused a commotion, and the crazy roar that rose everywhere not only did not gain anything, but was scarred on his body in vain because of his anxious Xia Zuo's mood.

"Hard-mouthed little monkey, it's just a pity that your fist is not as hard as your mouth!" another heavy punch into Xia Zuo's lower abdomen, and Grimo mocked Xia Zuo's ambition.

Xia Zuo didn't reply, to be exact, he couldn't reply, the heavy blow to his lower abdomen only made him twitch all over, and the difference in strength between them was too big.

Although in terms of pure strength, Xia Zuo is still on the supremacy of Grimo, but the existence of the fighting spirit has drawn an insurmountable gap between the two.

No one would have thought that Grimo would lose, a warrior who had learned vindictiveness and used brute force, and the battle was just a cruel joke from the start.

There should be only one person present who still thinks he will win, but this person is Xia Zuo, who is rolling on the ground by Grimo's attack.

may be because of the Saiyan's fighting instinct, even if he was hit hard by a punch, Xia Zuo's heart was surprisingly calm, as if it was someone else who was brutally beaten at this time.

The fist was to the flesh, but Xia Zuo easily felt that while his body was seriously injured, the fighting instinct belonging to the Saiyan was also constantly being discovered, and his body began to be able to keep up with Grimo's speed, and gradually began to be able to withstand Glimo's attacks, and even began to gradually become familiar with the power of Douqi.

With his arms in front of his head, Xia Zuo tried to avoid being hit by the vital points, while also waiting, waiting for an opportunity to win with a single blow.

"Despicable stinky monkeys, you filthy beasts don't deserve to live on the earth!" The long-term outbreak of fighting spirit made Grimo pant slightly, and the shining fighting spirit left heavy damage on Xia Zuo's body again and again.

Although the scolding was fierce, it was like Xia Zuo, who couldn't be killed and couldn't be beaten, which still made Grimo and all the human warriors secretly frightened in their hearts.

No one knew better than them how powerful Grimo's attack was, and looking at the emaciated figure, which seemed to fall at any time, but could not fall at any time, a thought flowed through everyone's hearts: "This little monkey is a monster"

"Die!!Die!" No matter how the attack is, although the fist is to the flesh, Xia Zuo is like an iron man to withstand it, and Gremo who is gradually getting anxious roars, frantically urging his fighting spirit to launch a fierce attack, not noticing that the silver bright light has begun to slowly dim.

Fighting spirit comes from the body, extremely rigid energy, rigid can not last long, after all, Grimo is only an intermediate warrior, and it is far from reaching the level that fighting energy can be squandered at will.

Finally, when another punch hit Xia Zuo's jaw, the light around Grimo's body suddenly disappeared, and his soft and strong body stumbled under his feet.

After more than half an hour of profligacy, he finally exhausted the last trace of fighting energy, but Glime was not worried, even if he didn't have fighting energy, what damage could this little monkey in front of him who couldn't see a human appearance do to himself?

It was just that the disdainful sneer had just risen, and Xia Zuo, who was swaying in the breeze, suddenly burst out, and a long-awaited hand knife slashed at Grimo's neck.

At the same time, the body that seemed to fall down at any time quickly rushed behind Grimo, and the slender but powerful arms were like iron hoops around Grimo's neck.

The face of the lack of oxygen turned red, and the strong limbs struggled chaotically, but in Xia Zuo's sneer, the steely arms writhed suddenly.

A piercing crunch sounded in everyone's ears, and Grimo's head drooped awkwardly to his back, and the back of his head was almost glued to his back.

The sentinels watched in disbelief as the god of war in their hearts collapsed to the ground as weakly as a pile of rotten flesh, and then looked at the emaciated figure covered in purple and swollen and invisible, but it was as frightened as if they had seen a demon.

"Ahh

Raising his still angry head high into the sky, Xia Zuo, who was like a blood-colored Shura, roared wildly, "Little ones, kill all these useless humans"

"Roar" crazy roar, tyrannical battle intent, the situation suddenly reversed, the imposing Munk warriors danced their weapons in their hands fearlessly, even completely ignoring the attack in front of them, and their red eyes had only one thought, that is, to tear the enemy apart.

"Run" Grimo's death shattered the confidence of the human warriors, and Xia Zuo's crazy roar shattered the last trace of courage of the human warriors, and I don't know who suddenly shouted in fear, threw down the weapons in his hands, and fled towards the wasteland without looking back.

There are one and two, and the completely decadent momentum makes the remnants of the human soldiers no longer have the courage to fight, and they throw down their weapons one after another, and flee to the wasteland factory in a panic.

"Won" The blurry effect of the swollen eyes that could only be seen by two slits, ripped off Grimo's head and used up the last of Xia Zuo's strength, and after the human soldiers began to flee, the soreness of the body hit like a tide, and the swaying body suddenly fell soft.

The "Boss" was covered in blood, and Bigu threw down his spear and hurriedly pounced on Xia Zuo to catch him, and the angry and roaring warriors also woke up from their rage and hurriedly surrounded Xia Zuo.

"Don't care if I kill all those humans, I won't let any of them go" Although the body is weak, but the head is still clear, Xia Zuoke still remembers the identity of these humans.

Unlike those mercenaries who beg for a living, these people are serious human sergeants, it's okay if they all die, even if they are tracked down by humans, there is no proof of death, but if there are those who survive, it will definitely be annoying in the future.

"And take everything you can back" After telling the two most important times, Xia Zuo was finally relieved, and his head was crooked and he fainted completely.

"Brothers, you all heard it, hack these humans to death for me, and don't let any of them go!" Carefully placing Natsuzo on the ground, Higu pulled out the spear full of blood plasma beside him, and pointed at the fleeing humans and let out a furious roar of slaughter.

Even the strongest orcs couldn't compete against Munk orcs in the wasteland, especially after a month of weight-bearing training.

These heavily armored human soldiers, who were still able to escape, only felt a gust of evil wind coming, and then their bodies fell to the ground weakly.

A human with a plucked shirt was lying in a pool of blood, and occasionally a few of the blood holes on his body were still gurgling outward.

Bigu carefully carried Xia Zuo and his horse in the lead, and behind him were the happy Munk warriors, leading the ownerless horses, and the horses were bound with armor and weapons that were supposed to belong to their masters.

Singing the desolate war song, although everyone was injured, all of them had angry smiles on their faces.

When he looked at Xia Zuo, he was full of reverence, and for the Saiyan tribe, this was undoubtedly a good day, both materially and spiritually.

As for the remaining corpses, they don't have to worry about them at all, and naturally there will be wild dogs and jackals in the wasteland to clean up everything for them.

It's just that the inexperienced Geng Straight Orcs didn't know that not long after they left, a corpse that looked like it was already dead swayed up from a pool of blood, looked at the corpses on the ground and roared silently in the sky, looked at the direction the Munks left with hatred, and then staggered towards the wasteland.

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