Teno hugged his arms and said casually: "Is this the stunt of the Sword Saint Tent, then--it's really a bit of a waste!" Tenno's words were very light, and as the mountain wind reached everyone's ears, the tone of the wind and the light and indifferent to the Sword Tent made all the orc swordsmen angry, and even Garosh burst out with green tendons all over his body holding the blood axe.

Yu Wenlie said with some ease: "Teno is really getting more and more flexible, I asked him to humiliate the Sword Saint as much as possible, his clean and neat movements just now, with this kind of indifferent tone is really perfect!"

Hearing the smugness in Yu Wenlie's tone, Onexia struck on the side: "With a master like you, even Teno has become bad, but your method of attacking everywhere is a bit naïve!"

Yu Wenlie smiled pleasantly and said, "Yes, you just wait to see the show!" Onixia heard that Yu Wenlie was determined to win the Eagle Castle, but she was overshadowed by Yu Wenlie's strategy, and every time Yu Wenlie used troops inexplicably, not only the enemy did not understand Yu Wenlie's intentions, but even Yan and Huang were confused every time, but the result was often surprising.

The orc swordsmen were stimulated, such as gamblers who lost their bets, jumping into the ring one after another, but they were all tortured and killed by Teno one by one and hung their heads in the ring, Teno killed more than 30 swordsmen in a day, this battle undoubtedly made Teno famous Scourges, as the battle progressed, the swordsmen became more and more powerful, and even the seven martial queens in the hand, Teno had to use the demon to fight, many of these swordsmen were descendants of the Sword Saint Tent, and many were already well-known first-class swordsmen, but in the end it was Teno who was exhausted and almost unstable in the ring。

The sunset was as red as blood and reluctantly stranded in the sky, and the last trace of the red afterglow was imprinted on the faces of all the orc swordsmen who were full of despair, and all the orcs suddenly felt an inexplicable panic, is the high sword saint tent really going to be picked today? Many orcs bowed their heads and discussed angrily, some people said that they invited the senior brother Yunero, and some people said that they wanted to fight to the death.

Yu Wenlie stepped into the ring in the twilight and said with a smile: "Thirty-two swordsmen fell in this ring today, but they didn't defeat my brother in the wheel battle, and now their heads are all hanging here, I want to get their heads back, let's fight again tomorrow, but I don't want to see the swordsmen of the Sword Sacred Tent so vulnerable!" Yu Wenlie took Teno back to the starship, and Teno leaned on the railing and almost collapsed.

Yu Wenlie stood aside and looked down at Luoying Fort and said, "Why are you so troubled!"

Teno leaned on the ground, put the Mandate of Heaven on his lap and said, "The Lord said that transcendence is the true beginning of a warrior, I will continue to surpass my limits, I believe that one day I will enter the transcendental!" Wanyue', since then, he has been developing combat skills, maybe it's his fighting talent, maybe it's his dedication to fighting, he constantly surpasses his own limits, surpasses his own combat skills, Yu Wenlie is ashamed of Teno's combat talent, he is a person born to fight.

Yu Wenlie turned around and walked towards the Wuji Hall and said, "Have a good rest! What came today is just a group of minions, the real master will appear tomorrow, and it is still necessary to engage in some entertainment projects when doing the 'main business'!"

In the council hall in the Falling Eagle Castle, there has been a lot of noise, all the swordsmen are shouting to kill Teno and Yu Wenlie, today's battle is a shame for the Sword Saint Tent, but all the swordsmen think of Teno's horror, their catties are still clear, and they can't lose their lives when they go up, and many people shout that they will move the master Yunero.

Garosh sat on the throne, his face was cloudy, he pinched his fingers and said nothing, Jieshu and the descendants of the Sword Sacred Tent were discussing how to deal with Teno, Jieshu found Garosh's strange appearance and shouted: "Everyone be quiet, listen to what General Garosh has to say!"

The arena suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Garosh.

Garosh leaned back on the handsome chair and said: "I am stationed in the Falling Eagle Gorge on the order of the Beast Emperor, the Falling Eagle Gorge is the gateway of my beast clan, once there is a loss of Lord Lexa, my clan will be completely exposed to the clutches of the demons of the natural disaster, I am the deputy marshal of the beast clan, compared to the safety of my beast clan, the false name of the sword saint tent is nothing, today's swordsmen who fight without permission do not follow military law, and they should be punished for their crimes, from tomorrow onwards, anyone must obey my orders, ignore the call of the mysterious people!"

Garosh's words made the swordsmen in the field a little unbearable, the Sword Saint Tent was sacred in the hearts of the orcs, and Garosh's tone was full of disdain for the Sword Saint Tent, which angered everyone even more.

"Garosh! You're right, the interests of the orcs are indeed higher than a qiē!" The hoarse old voice came from outside the main hall, and a thin figure like a stork and crane slowly walked into the council hall, all the swordsmen showed respect, and consciously bowed down to make a way, and the old orc who entered the hall trembled and walked in front of Garosh, Garosh's righteous expression disappeared, like a child who had done something wrong, lowered his head and did not dare to look at the old man's eyes.

The old man's eyes were clear, and he said word by word: "But as the swordsmen of the beast clan, we can't forget the sword that took back our dignity from the demons, and the 'sword without bending' shows the unyielding of the orc swordsman!"

Garosh clenched his fists, lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, the old orc turned around with his hands behind his back and looked at everyone in the hall: "This group of people who came today is not simple, that warrior should be a demon hunter if I remember correctly, his combat skills and fighting spirit are the only ones I have ever seen in my life, but this demon hunter's achievements will not be under Illidan, the dark clan is really talented!"

There was a commotion from everyone in the field, Illidan was a demon god in the eyes of all orcs, when Grom entered the sword and killed the Abyss Lord Manolos, so his cultivation was completely wasted, but Illidan killed Matheriton, who was more powerful than Manolos, outside the territory, there is no doubt that Illidan is a notch stronger than Grom, all the swordsmen were shocked with a little comfort, Grom is not Illidan's opponent, and it is not a shame for the disciples of the Sword Saint Tent to be defeated by the Demon Hunter.

A swordsman scolded angrily: "That heavily armored man is really despicable, he hid behind and let the demon hunters fight, so we thought he was a more powerful man!"

The old man of the orc frowned slightly, shook his head and said firmly: "No, he is a powerful swordsman, and the sword intent contained in his body is not under the master's control, everyone can rest assured that the old man will personally fight that demon hunter tomorrow, everyone retreat!"

When the swordsmen in the hall heard that the old man was going to make a move, they clapped their hands excitedly, the old man of the orcs was in the orc, but he was about to catch up with the great sword saint Grom's Pei'an Hell Roar, Grom's own brother!

Jie Shu stretched his brows and said: "With Uncle Shi's move, we will definitely succeed immediately, tomorrow we will see the wolf bèi of those guys who fled into the wilderness, and avenge the dead brothers!"

Pei An's sword eyes burned: "Child, don't lose the indomitability of the sword because of jealousy!"

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