In the midst of all the shock, fear, fear, adoration, and fanatical eyes, the huge body of the Beamon Behemoth was lifted up by Fu Xi!

One foot!

Two feet!

Ten zhang!

Until the body of the Beamon giant beast was lifted high above his head by Fu Xi, the ground could not bear such a weight, and the hard stone ground collapsed like a swamp by Fu Xi.

Fu Xi's body was falling inch by inch, and the huge weight pressed the ground with a bumping sound, and in the blink of an eye, Fu Xi's body was under the ground from the waist down.

From a distance, you can see the huge Beamon Behemoth, which is in a state of inverted at this time, with its limbs and claws scratching at it in mid-air.

When the body of the Beamon giant beast was lifted high above his head by Fu Xi, half of Fu Xi's body fell under the storefront, and the green tendons on Fu Xi's arms bulged up.

Beamon has always been out of madness, only knowing instinctive attacks about the things around him, and after the human soldiers were transferred away by Fuxi, many orcs died at the hands of Beamon's claws.

Of course, madness can increase Beamon's Liliang and make Beamon more powerful Liliang, but the disadvantages are also obvious, and it is an extremely headache to attack without distinguishing between friend and foe.

"Roar!"

There were a few Beamon, and the mad roar was right next to Fu Xi's body, and the orcs were all afraid to evacuate, and only Fu Xi was left on the battlefield, and there was a Beamon giant beast on top of Fu Xi's head.

If it were in normal times, Beamon would be so frightened that he would run away, but after he went berserk. They have completely lost their minds. Waving his strong body. An attack was launched towards Fuxi.

"Look for death!"

The corners of Fu Xi's mouth were full of ridicule, and the liliang on his arm was enlarged, and all the liliang exploded at this moment!

"Boom!"

The body of the Beamon giant beast, which weighed 1,000 tons, was wheeled by Fu Xi like a wooden stick, and the target was those crazy Beamon!

"Poof!"

Like the sound of a ball being pinched and exploded, a few Beamon were smashed below by the huge body of the Beamon giant beast before they could impact in front of Fu Xi, and they disappeared completely.

Merge with the ground. How heavy was the weight of the Beamon Behemoth, and the ground couldn't bear such a weight, and in the midst of a loud bang, a huge collapse in the shape of the Behemoth Behemoth appeared.

Poor Beamon didn't even scream, he just disappeared completely, and even his bones were smashed and turned into a cloud of blood!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Fu Xi gave full play to his liliang and wheeled the Beamon Giant Beast in mid-air, and the huge Beamon Giant Beast was like a huge Dinghai Divine Needle.

The sky is shaking, the earth is shaking!

The body of the Behemoth of Beamon slid through the sky in arcs and bones, and the orcs became gophers fleeing for their lives.

Fu Xi is holding a huge hammer in his hand and harvesting the lives of the orcs. With each swing, there were countless orcs hiding beneath Beamon's massive body.

Beamon's body is more than two hundred meters, and the weight of a thousand tons is the most haode weapon. Nothing can withstand the terrifying weight of the Beamon Behemoth.

The skinny orcs were stoned to death, and the mighty Beamon was also stoned to death, and even a mountain peak had to be smashed and collapsed by the huge liliang!

Fu Xi is now like a violent god of war, wielding an unprecedented divine weapon, harvesting the lives of orcs, orcs are really afraid, they have to be afraid in the face of such an attack!

King Beamon's hair stood up after his madness, and at this time, he softened, and looked at the demon-like figure in the sky in fear, his heart was trembling!

Without the Beast Emperor's order, all the orcs were fleeing, they were powerless to resist, and some of the slower ones became a lump of minced meat.

However, running on the battlefield seemed to have become a very difficult thing, under the gravity of the Beamon Behemoth, the battlefield seemed to have a twelve-magnitude earthquake, and the ground trembled like waves.

The human soldiers who were sent out could no longer stand on their bodies, they could only lie on the ground and watch all this, their eyes had become as similar to iron and blood, and crazy worship was breeding in the bottom of their hearts!

The bodies of the orcs flew up above the battlefield, one higher than the other, the ground was no longer flat, and the huge waves of earth pushed them to the top of the waves.

"Go!"

After waving the heavy weapon for a while, Fu Xi also felt tired, Fu Xi's hands grabbed the head of the Beamon giant beast like eagle claws, and threw it in the direction of the orc's escape!

"Boom!"

The beast was in a semicircle in mid-air, like a boomerang, and the orcs were fleeing, when they suddenly found that the top of their heads was dark, and a behemoth was approaching, and it smashed on the top of the orc's head at once.

"Moo!"

Beamon's head was dumbfounded after the impact, and it let out a cow-like cry, and a large mouthful of blood flowed from Beamon's mouth.

"Want to leave, how can it be so easy?"

After Fu Xi threw the Beamon Behemoth out, he came into the air, his long knee-length black hair fluttering in the wind, and the scales on his forehead shimmered with pale gold.

"The four swords of Zhuxian come out!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Four sounds of breaking the sky sounded, and four small swords flew out of Fu Xi's arms, and the swords were only the size of embroidery needles at first, and the wind began to skyrocket!

"Buzz!"

Four identical sword sounds were issued at the same time, and the four swords of Zhuxian changed into dozens of zhang in the blink of an eye in the air, with a thick black gas on the sword body, and a blood-colored ribbon in the sword body.

Today's four swords of Zhuxian have absorbed the evil qi of the evil god, and they have become more and more real, surrounded by evil qi when they move, not so much a fairy sword, but four magic swords!

"Sonorous!"

The four swords used a speed faster than the streamer to envelop a hundred miles in it, forming a square shape and enclosing all the orcs in it.

"The formation is here!"

Fu Xi's arm flashed with silver light, no less than the Milky Way in the sky, and a gorgeous sword slowly flew out from Fu Xi's right arm.

Automatically floating in front of Fu Xi's body, grasping the Nightmare Sword in his hand, Fu Xi's hand quickly pinched the seal, a mysterious liliang is brewing.

"The formation diagram is attributed to, jianzhencheng!"

Fu Xi's right hand held the Nightmare Sword, the tip of the sword pointed downward, and his left hand slapped the handle of the Nightmare, and the Nightmare was half of the sword body into the ground.

At the same time, the four swords of Zhuxian also moved at the same time, and the light on the sword body shone brightly, and the sword body, which was originally dozens of zhang, skyrocketed again, directly exceeding a hundred zhang!

Countless lines appeared from above the four swords, and the lines were connected with the nightmare, and at the same time, a vigorous liliang burst out from the Zhuxian jianzhen!

"Boom!"

The storm changes color!

The killing qi of the sky represents everything between heaven and earth, all the magic energy is squeezed out in an instant, there can only be sword qi here, only killing intent can exist!

Feeling the boundless sword intent and the cold killing intent, the orc was directly paralyzed on the ground in fright, his eyes full of fear!

At this time, it is not only the orcs who are afraid, but also the highest existence among the orcs, the beast emperor! and the king of the Beamon clan, King Bimon! They are now running away like lost dogs! Where can they care about any clansmen!

"Zhuxian jianzhen!

Countless sword qi erupted from the four swords of Zhu Xian, and the sword qi carried a killing aura that was difficult for ordinary people to resist, and the invisible sword qi began to slaughter the orcs on the battlefield!

The world is impermanent!

The orcs, who were already in control of victory, were happily slaughtering humans, but at this time, the relationship with humans was reversed, and they became lambs to the slaughter.

The sword qi became the master of the battlefield, and all the places that passed were killed by the sword qi, and after absorbing the essence and blood of the orcs, the sword qi swelled even more!

The entire battlefield has become the real land of Shura, and the invisible sword qi is harvesting the life, bones, and blood of the orcs, which is the main theme on the battlefield.

The orcs on the battlefield are the army of orcs, and this time the orcs attacked the humans and dispatched almost all the liliang, which also fully demonstrated the determination of the orcs to take down the human Shijie.

"Flutter!"

An orc was running away, chased by the sword qi behind him, and directly entered the body, the orc began to attack his companion with red eyes, and the murderous aura in the orc's body had been cut off!

"Bump!"

After killing many orcs, the murderous aura in this orc's body was also strong to a certain extent, bursting open, and it became a sword aura again.

Flesh and blood flying!

A rain of blood fell on the battlefield, and the blood of the orcs dyed red for a hundred miles, and the clouds in the sky changed color.

The orc's body began to explode at the same time, and brilliant blood flowers burst out from the orc's body.

The screams, the sounds of fighting, and the sounds of fear have become the main theme on the battlefield, although they have experienced many killings and blood, but for such a scene, many human soldiers can't stand it.

Fu Xi has been suspended in mid-air, and if he does not see the scene below, this does not mean that Fu Xi is cold-blooded and ruthless, cruel and murderous.

But Fu Xi understands that if he doesn't do this, then it will be humans who die, and if the orcs attack the human castle, then the result will be a hundred times more miserable!

For the sake of human peace, the two races must disappear one by one, and this must be done by a wicked man, and this wicked man Fu Xi did.

However, how do future generations look at it, as long as they are worthy of their conscience, people live for a lifetime, for nature, that is, to be free and easy, that is, to do as they wish.

Do it spontaneously and make your true self, so Fu Xi doesn't care about what others think, as long as you're happy, as long as you're happy, what if you kill tens of millions ......of enemies?