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Four hundred and twentieth seventh chapter flying fire

But Fang Han looked at them expressionlessly, thinking they were just a joke.

"I'm afraid those of you who are hiding in the dark have been frightened to hide when they noticed that there are so many of us, and don't dare to come out anymore?"

"Let me ask you how loyal your subordinates must be to you before they can fight in such a fatal situation."

The other party laughed loudly, thinking that even if Fang Han's men were still hiding in the dark, they could only watch Fang Han and others die without daring to come out.

"I don't know where you get your confidence from."

Fang Han smiled slightly and asked Liu Huo to take action.

Liuhuo nodded and walked out holding a giant lava sword.

"Sir, let Ling Ji take action."

"Don't make unnecessary sacrifices now."

Thorin Oakenshield had never seen Flowing Fire do anything, and did not know Flowing Fire's methods. At this time, he was extremely worried, thinking that Flowing Fire would lose his life if he stepped out.

"You look down on me so much?"

Liuhuo felt uncomfortable, as if he was being despised.

"Prove it to them and crush them hard."

Fang Han said.

"yes!"

Liuhuo responded, and immediately rushed out, slashing forward with the Liuhuo giant sword in his hand!

A flame shot up into the sky and instantly opened a deep trench in the wasteland!

Many orcs fell into it and their bodies were turned into ashes!

Baggins exclaimed, looking at the scene in front of him.

The other dwarves froze in place, casting a ray of hope at Liu Huo.

The two who had originally humiliated Fang Han now looked ashamed and flushed, wishing that there was a hole in the ground for them to crawl into.

The half-orc began to evolve, grabbing the ground with both hands, and the muscles of his hind legs began to swell, with veins popping out, as if he was being pumped up.

It didn't take long for the orc to double in size!

"I don't care what elves you are today, you must die here!"

"Let's all go together and kill him to avenge our dead comrades. Most of the power in his body must have been consumed, and there is no way to continue to release the flames, so there is no need to worry!"

"The elves have lost most of their combat power after all the magic power in their bodies has been consumed. Kill them in one go!"

The orc leader spoke and rushed to the front.

Suddenly, all the orcs under his command were hysterical.

Thousands of orcs came from all directions, and even their front hands hid great power, with several sharp claws sticking out from the entire palm.

As long as they hook someone with their sharp claws, they will instantly throw the person to their companions behind them, allowing their companions to bite them wildly, preventing the enemy from escaping the battlefield.

Moreover, the sharp claws penetrated the body, and the smell of blood spread from the enemy's body, which also made the orc companions more excited, and was able to mobilize the fighting will of the entire battlefield.

Just now, a flame was released from the giant sword of flowing lava, causing the flames to rise into the sky. Hundreds of orcs had already died.

But they still thought that they could defeat Fang Han as long as they charged forward.

Fang Han smiled slightly, and Liu Huo on the side had already rushed out.

Moreover, he had already controlled the power of a flame in his hand, and the giant lava sword slashed forward!
Chapter completed!
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