The figure flashed and exited twenty meters away. The long sword in his hand was raised towards the sky, dissipating the armoring force. A powerful aura erupted from his body. The air around them seemed to be distorted, and ripples appeared. The dead grass around it floated as if it had lost its gravity. The Force continued to pour towards the long sword, and the whole sword was like a layer of gold, and the brilliance was dazzling. The powerful Force made the longsword tremble, emitting a low hum like the summons of death.

When all the orcs saw DuPont like this, their powerful aura made them feel very depressed, and their intuition told them that DuPont's next attack would be very deadly.

I only heard the lion man forcibly resist the spiritual suppression emanating from Dupont's body, and his muscles burst out, and he shouted: "Be careful......"

Before the lionman could finish speaking, Dupont let out a grime that sounded like hell: "Death Lotus Blossom."

In an instant, a golden lotus bloomed and grew from the long sword in Du Pont's hand, drowning all the orcs in an instant, and countless golden sword blades were reflected in the frightened eyes of the orcs, and they wanted to dodge, but the ubiquitous sword blades in the sky and the earth made there no way to escape and dodge.

Bright red blood sprayed everywhere along with the golden lotus, and the lotus and blood flowers competed with each other.

After the lotus flower, the orcs who left behind fell to the ground, and countless blood holes appeared on their bodies, depriving them of their lives little by little.

Everyone present was frightened by this scene, and everyone separated at the same time, shocked.

The same goes for Horn and the werewolf, but Horn is shocked and finds that the werewolf hasn't reacted yet. Horn's heart moved, and he seized this rare opportunity, and whispered a few obscure syllables in his mouth, which he had finished in a few seconds.

A circular spell popped out of Horn's hand, the simplest of the spells. It's not very powerful, but it's better than that, with Horn's current magic and spirit code, it can be done in a few seconds.

After Horn finished the magic bullet, he threw it directly at the wolf's head. Almost at the same time, Horn flew up and swung his sword at the werewolf's waist.

The whistling of the magic bullet flight woke up the werewolf, and when he turned his head and saw that the magic bullet was already close in front of him, he instinctively reached out to block it. While parrying, he found that the long sword in Horn's hand was like a sword, slashing towards his waist like a ghost. Frightened, the scythe in his hand slashed directly at Horn's head, but it was in a hurry, and the scythe in his hand did not use much force. But if Horn doesn't take back that sword, it will be the end of the same fate.

The "bang" magic bullet exploded from the werewolf's thick, solid iron arm, only causing some skin trauma to the werewolf's arm. But the moment the magic bullet exploded, it directly affected the werewolf's eyesight, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Suddenly, I only felt that the sickle in my hand had struck something. The werewolf was happy, and he must have hit the human. But before he could rejoice, he suddenly felt a chill in his waist, and then his entire upper body lost support and fell to the ground, and the werewolf's eyes could never be opened......

Horn looked at the dead werewolf who had fallen to the ground. Just now, after the werewolf slashed the scythe, he just shook his head slightly, avoiding the head-on blow. His body accelerated suddenly, and he used the Force to condense on his shoulder, and he stiffened the blade of the scythe near the hilt, and his hand still slashed through the werewolf's waist.

Horn pulled out the scythe that was stuck in his shoulder, still on the ground. After checking the injury, fortunately, the strength of the scythe in the end was not great, and in addition, he used the Force to condense in his shoulder, which offset part of the strength. The scythe only slashed at the bone and stopped.

After pressing the wound with the Force to stop the bleeding. Horn took a closer look at the changes in the field. Dupont's sword "Death Lotus Flower" directly caused all the orcs to fall to the ground, and looking at the dense blood holes on his body, Horn himself felt creepy.

Usually DuPont always looks smiling, adding that money-hungry character. Let everyone disrespect him, even a little contempt. Now I know that there is no vanity under the fame, and the person who can be famous in the Saatchi Empire for so long really has a hand.

Horn decided in his heart that it would be better to mess with this vampire less in the future.

Dupont let out a sigh and felt a wave of emptiness in his body. After all, I used the Force to drive for a day, plus the fight of the orcs just now. The most draining force and body is the move "Death Lotus Flower", which is his own trick, and he will not use it until he has to. This move is too draining of the Force, even in its heyday, it will only drain the Force after only a few shots.

He didn't even look at the orcs who had fallen to the ground, and looked directly at the other five. The others were still fighting, but the orcs had already been wounded by Dupont, and they were killed when they saw the other companions being killed by Dupont's move. Even the orcs, known for their ferocity and tenacity, felt a pang of despair. At the moment, they all rose up and fought desperately, but helplessly, their opponents were not vegetarians, and under the stone pillars of the extinct volcano were all lifeless monsters, and after years of fighting, they were not afraid of the orcs' life-threatening style of fighting. After a while, the remaining four of Adel were also dealt with among the remaining orcs.

Just as Horn and the others were about to rest, there was a sudden noise from the group of orcs that had been killed by Dupont. Everyone was stunned, and then saw an orc crawling out of the pile of corpses, covered in blood.

This orc is the leader of this group of orcs, the lionman.

Just now, DuPont's trick "Death Lotus Blossom" made the lion man feel desperate, and he felt that he was already certain to die. At that moment, I only heard the tiger man beside me suddenly yell: "Protect Yasen...... You have to live, sue the great shaman ......", and suddenly all the orcs around him directly knocked down the lionman. Blocked the ubiquitous sword with his body. Although the sword still pierced through the orc's body, the momentum had been weakened, allowing the lionman to survive.

The lion man's bloodstained face showed a sad look, especially when he saw the tiger man's body that had been poked by the sword like a mess of rotten flesh, which was even more sad. With a miserable laugh, he whispered to the orcs beside him, "Forgive me Jike...... I'm not going to leave you to go back on your own...... Withdrawing from the battle is not Yasen's character......"

The lion's face with yellow sideburns was twisted, and there was a determined look in his golden eyes. His face was fierce towards Horn and the others, and Sen Senbai spat out one word after another: "Damn humans...... I, Yasen, will make you pay. ”

Horn could feel the deep resentment of the lionman, but he didn't understand, the lion man was already seriously injured, and anyone on his side could kill him, where did he get the confidence to say this, was it just angry words?

Suddenly, the four Yasen suddenly kept chanting something in orc language. Listening to the tone, Horn felt like a magic spell chanting.

Yasen's body began to tremble violently, and an extremely painful look appeared on his face. The wounds in the body, which had been bleeding all the time, were healing rapidly. Puffs of smoke emanated from his body, almost unrecognizable.

Horn and the others looked at the strange scene, and they had a little bad premonition in their hearts, and at the same time, they felt that Yasen's aura was constantly increasing, and they faintly felt like they had broken through the twelfth level and reached the thirteenth level.

Dupont also watched Yasen's changes solemnly, searching for information about this strange change in the orcs. Suddenly, a memory flashed through my mind.

His face changed, and he said, "This lion man is performing a "soul sacrifice". ”

Horn and the others don't know why, but it is certainly not a good thing to make DuPont anxious, and they are about to take action.

Arsin the Lionman has completed what Dupont called a "soul sacrifice." I saw the lion man Yasen, his injuries all over his body had healed, and the aura on his body revealed that he was now a high-level martial artist, at least level thirteen.

Don't underestimate the difference between level 12 and level 13. The gap between this is the same as the gap between levels six and seven, and there is a fundamental difference. Low to mid level, is the awakening of the Force. Levels 12 to 13 are the Force, the qualitative transformation. After reaching level thirteen, the Force recondenses and reorganizes, making it even more destructive.

The lionman Yasen smiled and said, "You actually know about the 'Soul Sacrifice'. ”

DuPont sighed and said, "Even if you sacrifice your soul, what can you do, your strength is not enough to make me pay." I don't know what's in your orcs' heads. It's okay to hide in the corpse and pretend to be dead, but you have to come out to die, and you have to put your soul on it, hey......"

Hearing this, the lion man Yasen laughed and said coldly, "How can you cowardly humans understand the thoughts of brave orcs. Whether I can make you pay the price, you'll find out later. ”

Arsin the Lionman roared, the sound like the howl of an ancient beast. The sound waves swept like a hurricane, directly uprooting the surrounding grass and flying sand and rocks.

Horn felt as if he had been hit hard in the head, and his face turned pale. His body shook and he almost sat on the ground.

Except for DuPont, the other four were about the same as Horn, with pale faces.

The figure of the lion man Yasen brought out a series of phantoms, and at a very fast speed, several Yasen conjured up, directly attacking Dupont from different angles.

The sharp claws were as hard as steel, and the claws were aimed at DuPont's vital point.

Dupont's upper body shook, as if he had grown several more bodies, each of which resisted each of Yasen's phantoms. The Force collided like a surging tide, wave after wave, directly forcing Horn and the others back.

This astonishing momentum made Horn and the others tremble, the real battle between this high-level martial artist was simply terrifying, and a middle-level martial artist like them couldn't do it if they wanted to go in and help. The storm of battle forced them out of the way.

Unexpectedly, after this lion man broke through to the thirteenth level, his strength had improved so much, and he was like two people from the lion man just now.

The strength of a high-level martial artist was so terrifying, Horn thought, and couldn't help but sigh when he would be able to break through to the middle level and reach the high level.

The battle is heating up, and DuPont has a clear upper hand. However, under the lion man Yasen's life-threatening style of play, it is difficult to win for a while.