Chapter 397： vent

The thirty-seventh chapter vent

The young orc suddenly became stiff, and the orc warrior with the missing arm screamed: "Be careful..." Then he rushed straight forward.

The shape of the orc warrior has just been unfolding, and an extremely strong wave of lightning has passed away. The orc warrior exploded like a bomb. Countless large and small blood clots and broken bones splashed around, around Pingqiu. There are hundreds of elite orc warriors who twitch the scimitar at the same time, but the scimitar has just been half-drawn and collectively turned into a statue.

The young orc face was covered with blood on his face. He felt something blocking his eyes and slowly reached out and wiped his hand at the eyelid. Only then did he notice that the fingertip was stained with a soft, sticky one. Broken meat, he couldn't help but take a nap, quietly licking his hand on his soft armor, his eyes became erratic.

Although Han Jin’s mental strength is not comparable to that of the **** ancestor Alquette, it is not far from the same. The spiritual power fluctuations he just showed are too strong, so that all orc warriors understand his strength! In fact, there are many top-level creatures in the mainland, but there are very few super-order powers. The so-called top level means that those strong people have already stood at the peak of the peak, and the so-called super-order means that they have exceeded the ordinary. The scope of understanding, beyond the limits, even has the power to challenge the law!

It can also be said that there are many ways to deal with a top-ranking strongman, such as human-sea tactics, such as secret sneak attacks, etc., but those who want to deal with a real super-order power are ridiculous, in most cases. Under, can only be dealt with by another super-order powerhouse or a few super-order powerhouses.

Moreover, Han Jin is standing on the platform, and the nearest orc warrior is also 20 meters away from the platform. No one thinks that they can rush to protect the two masters before a super-powerful shot. Still, don't be incited. The young orc is also silent. Obviously, he also does not think that his guard can save him.

Han Jin slowly walked forward. The upper body of the orc warrior had been smashed into pieces by his gods, but the two legs below were safe and sound, lying alone on the ground, Han Jin looked and suddenly turned Asked the boy to the orc: "Does this guy have children?"

"No...no." The young orc didn't want to answer, but he didn't dare not answer.

"Unfortunately, your promise is bound to be impossible." Han Jin smiled, then looked up and quietly looked around the orc warriors.

"I have never heard of an elf like you." A voice was uploaded from the wide chair.

"I have never seen it, there is a fat man like you." Han Jin smiled again. He wore a hat made of twigs and leaves on his head, blocking his ears and wearing an elf shooter-style leather armor. In addition to having a rare black eye in a pair of orthodox elves, it is no different from an elf, and he is handsome enough to be mistaken for an elf.

Sitting on the chair, the old man did not speak, his body was shaking and trembled like a wave of waves. The old man is too fat! Han Jin said the truth, his world media is very developed, but he has never seen such a fat guy! The old man is not like an orc. To be precise, put a pumpkin on the ground, then fill it with wax and slowly pour it until you can't see the shape of the pumpkin. The outside will be covered with layers of waves. The folds, the old man sitting on the chair is similar to this thing. It can be used in the seat, in the pile, or even in the squat. Anyway, it is impossible to use 'a'.

"Don't let your soldiers come back to save you?" Han Jin's gaze once again fell on the young orc: "Do you need me to help you?" After Han Jin reached out and grabbed the giant horn from the young orc. Come over, look at it for a moment, and hold the giant horn in front of you.

Suddenly, a horn that does not resemble a military horn rang in the heavens and the earth. If you ran out of a passenger from China, you might be stunned because the melody is well known.

Small snails, squirting, seagulls heard the wings fly...

The orc battles in front were a bit confusing. They had never heard of this strange horn, and some orc warriors looked back.

"Adult!" Athena grabbed Shannier's arm and hurriedly said: "We should retreat!!"

Sunil is preparing to shoot her second arrow at the gap in the city wall. Athena is very scared because she will lose all her strength after she enters the second arrow, and now there are sirens everywhere. The sound proves that the orcs are besieging Yehliucheng from all sides. The single-faced enemy has been unable to withstand it. The fall of Yeliucheng has become inevitable. Therefore, she must protect Shannier. The relationship between the Elf and the Holy City is very complicated. Only a living Sunnier can resolve the contradictions between the two sides. Otherwise, God knows what the human lord will do? !

"Let's go!" Xiannier shouted.

"Xinnier!" Branchi grabbed another arm of Siniel. She and Athena had the same idea: "Don't be impulsive, we can't keep it!"

Sunnier’s arrow did not scare the typhoon wolves. The new frenzy once again came in from the gap. The blast wolf warrior waved the bright scimitar, revealing a sly smile, rushing to the elves, a cluster When the clumps of vines are in contact with the typhoon wolves, they will scream and retract. The ancient trees of life have not played any role at this time.

What is even more terrifying is the more than 50 hill giants in the city. They are like tall steel warriors, heavy armor and their own weight. They tremble and shake the ground, and their hands are five meters long. The iron rods bring out a **** whirlpool. Every time you turn, there will be one or several elves with broken bones, and even on the spot will be smashed into an unidentifiable blood mud. The giants of the hills do not need to practice hard. They are ten-order creatures in their lifetime, and there are only a handful of elves with wild range strength in Yehliucheng. Moreover, the giants of the hills are covered with thick and heavy, they ignore the attacks of the elves, only everywhere. Harvesting a piece of life.

Xiannier also knew that Yehliucheng couldn’t keep it, but she gave up, and she was not reconciled.

Suddenly, a scream of laughter came from the front: "Hey...hey...children, welcome you back to the embrace of the Father..."

At the same time as the laughter came, a giant of the hill seemed to see something. He slammed back and slammed his head. He grabbed a giant palm and grabbed it in front of him. The next moment, two blood bursts in his palm and eyelids. The fog, then his body swayed and took two steps, and fell down.

Xiannier is too familiar with the laughter. She doesn't know where the strength comes from. She struggles to break Athena and Branzi and screams: "Raphael Raphael?!"

Of course, the laughter is not Han Jin, but Harley! A black smoke filled and spread in the air, and finally became a giant standing on the ground, 50 meters high, one foot forward, firmly blocking the gap of the wall.

In fact, Harley does not have the ability to fully materialize. If the orcs can't see anything, they can sneak into it. They can penetrate Harley's body. The problem is who can turn a blind eye to a giant who is more than 50 meters high. ? What is even more helpless is that Halley has turned into a beastly godlike appearance, which has a very strong impact on the orcs. The soldiers in the back are stunned, and the soldiers in front rushed to stop their bodies and tried to retreat. Trying to avoid the giant leg that can't see the head up, Harley's toes are thicker than them. If you are stepped on, are you going to be flattened? !

"Little guys, don't be afraid, hehe..." Harley smiled more proudly.

Han Jin is here to save Xiannier, but he does not want to disturb Xiannier. He just wants to come quietly and quietly, so he has passed Harley. If he doesn't do it, he must do it. He must work and quietly work. Don't talk nonsense! It is a pity that Harley can control himself is a strange thing! Perhaps, Han Jin is really negligent. Perhaps, his subconscious mind does not want to go quietly, so in the case of knowing that Harley can't control the heroic situation, he still makes Harley take on the heavy responsibility.

"You have failed." Han Jin also saw the image of Harley. His look changed a bit, and then he returned to normal. Then he let go of his hand and slammed, the giant horn fell to the ground, and Han Jin extended one. Feet, stepping on the horn: "Do nothing? Just wait for death? This is not in line with your style."

The young orc saw his horn smashed a little bit, the expression on his face became very exciting, the muscles did not listen, and the eyes were poisonous, angry, and hateful, but in the end, a thousand words became a sentence. The ordinary question: "Who are you?!"

"He is Raphael..." The old man sitting on the chair answered the question of his companion softly.

"It’s still awkward." Han Jin whispered: "Since you know my identity, what should you do? For example, the soul chain? Are you still reluctant to live your life at this time?"

"You...how do you know?!" The old man was shocked. The giant body like a pyramid began to tremble again. His reaction would not be so strong. The key is that the piles of fat on the outside are not subject to him. Control, a little wind and grass, will be like the waves generally ups and downs.

"Of course I know that the soul chain is the magic that makes the upper dragons jealous and fearful. Do you want to try it for me?" Han Jin smiled. "Do you want to try other methods? Forget it, except the soul chain." Everything you have mastered has nothing to do with me."

The old man looked at Han Jin with the look of the devil. He didn't know how to answer it. He saw that Han Jin suddenly appeared. He was still very reassured because he believed that Han Jin would not hurt him. The soul chain is an unusual evil magic that can connect two strange souls. When he dies, Han Jin’s soul will quickly wither, but at this moment he understands that Han Jin does not seem to care at all. .

"And you, you can pull out the knife." Han Jin's eyes fell on the surrounding orc warriors: "Reassured, I will not hurt the two adults before killing you."

The orc warriors looked at each other and finally looked at the old man. Han Jin said so, the more they worried, maybe, this is Han Jin’s warning to them.

"It's boring... It's boring." Han Jin reached out and grabbed the handle of the young orc's waist. He gently pulled out the scimitar and placed it on the neck of the young orc: "I will say it again, pull the knife." "When I heard the orcs thought about how to distribute Siniel, Hanjin’s heart had already raised a **** desire, but the orc warriors did not cooperate with him, which made him very unhappy.

"Don't!" an orc warrior exclaimed, then immediately pulled out the scimitar and threw the scimitar to the ground.

Other orc warriors also had the same kind of learning. In the blink of an eye, a handle-shaped machete was thrown across the ground. Some orc warriors began to take off their armor in order to express their sincerity. The young orc was the most loved one of Fossa. Sons, in case of harm, they are hard to blame, so they would rather choose to disarm all, even surrender.

"You misunderstood!" Han Jin sighed sincerely, then the right hand gently touched the blood, and a blood-stained head flew more than a meter high, rolling over the ground, and the headless body was soft. Slanting down: "I am letting you pull out the knife and start fighting!"

The orc warriors were stupid, and the orcs who were taking off their armor also stopped their movements. They stared at Han Jin. I don’t know how long it took. An orc warrior roared and bent to pick up the scimitar. His eyes were red. Coming to Hanjin.

"Is this right?" Han Jin took a deep breath and then smiled very comfortably.

The orc warrior is very fast, the knife is like a rainbow, and his body is like electricity. Even if he is in the city of the cliff, he is qualified enough to be the top mercenary, but Han Jin is a monster that cannot be used for common sense assessment. With the same talent as the Abyssal Devil, and the powerful spirit of Alcatel, the Taoist method is no less than any magician in the traditional sense. Hanjin is an ascendant to the ground, far-reaching melee, omnipotent. monster!

Han Jin’s figure flashed and appeared on the side of the orc warrior. The fist that was thrown at the same time hit the orc warrior’s cheek and slammed, and the orc warrior’s head and the helmet became twisted and twisted. After more than ten meters, the other two orc warriors were slammed into the ground and turned to the ground.

More orc warriors picked up the scimitar and rushed to Hanjin without fear. The most beloved son of Fossa was killed by the enemy in a way that was almost unreasonable. Anyway, they could not survive.

嗵 嗵嗵 嗵嗵 嗵嗵 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 恍 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地 地Next, he began to dive into the low-altitude, trying to release the group attack. But Han Jin never stayed in any place for more than half a second. At this moment, he is more terrible than the abyss demon. Thunderbird can't lock Hanjin.

Hey... Han Jin is not killing the enemy, but using his arrogant power, using the condensed into the essence of the gods, to go! Every orc warrior he hits has his body twisted into shape. From a rational point of view, Han Jin should release the Taoist law, quickly resolve all enemies, and then support Yehliucheng, but he can remain sensible all the time, too tired, and people always need to vent. Now, Han Jin chooses It’s venting!

The orc warriors waved their scimitars, sometimes rushing to the east, and sometimes rushing to the west. They didn’t know where the enemy would appear next. They couldn’t do anything other than running wildly and helplessly being killed. Things, if you face the gods of the gods.

"You go!" Yuridin suddenly screamed: "Tell the things here to the king! Fast!!" He confessed that others can escape, he can never escape.

"Go?" Han Jin sneered, a little purple light appeared in the hands of Han Jin, and then turned into a group of sly and deep light groups: "Get up!!"

With the scream of Hanjin, thousands of purple spots of light are shot outwards, and each spot is turned into a streamer-like sword. The orc warriors wear the same heavy paper as fragile paper. They pierced the riddled holes, and their bodies were even more vulnerable. They were twisted and broken in an instant.

From the faint, almost infinitely small spot, Jianmang covered the whole world in an instant. Numerous swords even approached Yehliucheng, which is a kilometer away. The feeling of shuddering from the depths of the soul far exceeds the dragon. Wei, and Jianguang did not disappear, and kept swimming and circling. Many orcs involuntarily leaned down, and some elves who were still fighting on the wall screamed and jumped from the wall.

Yuridin only saw the purple light cluster in front of him bloom. The next moment, he found that hundreds of shamans in the surrounding soldiers were in the pool of blood, even when there was no body.

The thunderbirds in the air are also stunned and stunned. In front of this Tianwei, don’t say that the shamans are dead. Even if the shaman is still controlling them, they will not continue to fight. After all, It is World of Warcraft, they can't be as fearless as the orc warriors.

Han Jin slowly approached Yuridin, kicking on the chair leg of the chair, Yuridin couldn't help but roll over to the ground, surpassing the body of a thousand pounds, trying to climb up by his own strength, it is somewhat difficult, Yuri Ding was struggling and breathing, but he couldn’t sit up.

Han Jin grabbed Yuridin’s hair and dragged Yuridin hard. He walked to Yehliucheng. His speed was not fast, but Yuridin could hardly keep up, so he screamed and shook. Climbing, it is a bit too much to deal with an old man, but Han Jin has never taken these orcs who have trampled on and destroyed various civilizations as adults.

All orc warriors understood that something happened behind them. They stopped the siege and looked up to the rear. Soon, they saw a person dragging their respected shaman and walked out of the nebula. And their big shaman crawled on the ground like a dog.

For the orcs, this is an unbearable insult! Fossa is their king, and the great shaman Yuridin is their spiritual leader...