Guan Yin and Wei Yu walked behind a burly warrior, who was looking at the center of the circle intently, and did not notice the two female dolls behind him.

And in the center of the circle, five or six meters away, more than a dozen men with crude bows and arrows and sharp weapons in their hands were in a stalemate with the residents.

Guan Yin saw the appearance of those men very clearly.

There were five or six men with short hairs of either dark or light color, round or pointed in shape, three or four men with feline whiskers on their noses, and several men with horns on their heads, which were of various shapes, long and short.

And the one at the head of them was a well-mannered young man with antlers on his head.

The antlers man held a middle-aged man about forty years old in his hands, and the middle-aged man was struggling with his eyes open with his hands tied behind his back and a cloth ball stuffed in his mouth.

"Get out of the way. The antlers man shouted in a deep voice, not loud, but full of authority.

"Let our mayor go. Residents shouted.

"Get out of the way, and don't you all die. Said a man with furry ears behind the antlers.

"Boss, Ertu Bear, tell them so much, let's kill them all. A bearded man said.

"Boss......" The orc behind the antlered man tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand.

The antler-clad man, known as the "Boss", lowered his head and was silent for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were already flushed with murderous red.

"Kill the out. ”

The antlered man shouted loudly as he cast a spell: "Wind Blade!"

A violent wind blew on the flat ground, and there seemed to be many sharp blades hidden in the wind, blowing on the body, and the pain of cutting flesh was like flesh.

Quite a few of the townspeople began to scream loudly.

Guan Yin quietly blocked in front of Wei Yu, pulled up the space shield, and isolated the wind blade one centimeter in front of him.

Several warriors resisted the wind blade and wanted to step forward to attack at close range, but they were intercepted by several other orcs, and there was no way to do it.

"The curtain of water. ”

A warm voice was like a heavenly sound, and as soon as the voice fell, the heavy rain fell, and it forcibly dispersed the offensive of the drama.

On the other side of the street, two figures fluttered.

It wasn't until the two of them approached that people could see what they were like.

A man under twenty years old, dressed in white, tall and tall, with wheat-colored skin, a high nose, thick eyebrows, and thin lips.

Another man in a brown cloth shirt looked estimated to be fifteen or sixteen years old, not tall, but stiff, looking strong and strong, and then looking closely at the facial features, big eyes with a thin nose and thin mouth, plus a smooth head, no matter how you look at it, it looks a little funny.

Guan Yin squinted his eyes and looked at the bald man's posture and footsteps, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: This person knows that this person has practiced hard skills at a glance, just like the Shaolin Temple monk in his previous life, but how can there be such a person here? Could it be that this person specializes in physical skills?

Yan Wuqiu once said to Guan Yin that many people use physical skills as auxiliary cultivation to cultivate, and a very small number of people have practiced physical skills to the peak level, and this part of the people can walk sideways in the demon martial arts world just by relying on this physical skill, which is an extremely perverted existence.

Guan Yin was also very interested in such a person when she heard it, but there were too few people who specialized in physical skills, and she hadn't even seen one for more than two years.

Guan Yin couldn't help but hope that this person could have a big fight with the orcs so that he could have a good time, or, go up and fight himself?