A trace of golden power emerged from his body, erasing the unfamiliar power, and his wounds quickly healed again. He was so distressed that he didn't want to give it up. It was the immortal power he had given birth to, and it was very difficult.

"Qin Guang, how dare you look down on me!" Tensa, who had lost his target, turned his head suddenly, his eyes red. Suddenly, he lost Qin Guang's figure. At that moment, he could not catch Qin Guang's figure. This time

It made him furious.

Boom boom boom!

The immortal power on the mace was instantly several times stronger than before, and the space instantly began to become unstable. The huge mace broke through the space and enveloped Qin Guang.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Don't worry! I don't mean to look down on you." When Qin Guang saw this scene, his face suddenly hurt and his scalp felt numb. This idiot from the Behemoth tribe was wasting his immortal power so crazily. Be careful.

The newly promoted eighth-level fell directly and did not greet it. He began to avoid it, surrounding Barlow and another strong man from the werewolf tribe.

Tensa, who was above, hit him directly with a stick.

This time, Barlow and the seventh-level werewolf tribe were frightened to the point of peeing.

grass!

How can people be so shameless?

I just told them to watch.

Next, this guy will be around them. In order to cope with Tensa's moves, why not be more promiscuous?

The two people also quickly gathered energy to block it. They didn't want to die. If they were hit by this move, they would be half disabled even if they were not dead. When the time comes, their bodies would be wiped out by the immortal power and they would not be able to recover, which would be bad.

In particular, Qin Guang clearly felt that he was using them as a shield.

Barlow shouted angrily: "Damn it! Qin Guang, you are the leader of the human race, can't you fight justly?"

The strong werewolf was also scared to death and shouted: "Qin Guang, if you do this again, we will fight with all our might!"

As the two men spoke, the weapons in their hands also glowed with golden light. They obviously wanted to use the little immortal power in their bodies to fight desperately.

Qin Guang immediately stepped away from the two of them and said with a smile: "Don't be like this, I was just joking."

It would be difficult for him to withstand three people trying their best.

Barlow and the strong werewolf also breathed a sigh of relief. They just made a show. The golden light on the weapons was immediately taken back into the body and consumed. The distance between them and the eighth level was even greater. If they want to break through the eighth level, they must accumulate

Every strand of the immortal power that condenses the immortal body is extremely precious.

Qin Guang pestered the three of them. Anyway, just pester the three of them.

You will still fight when you should. Anyway, the strong orcs are more precious than the human race. This is why the strong human race can tie down so many strong orcs.

And now on the battlefield.

Killing like crazy!

Completely crazy!

Ever since Lin Fan knew that he could kill six-level people, he went crazy.

"The surrender technique of the strong!"

"The surrender technique of the strong!"

"The surrender technique of the strong!"

The sword in his right hand and the sword in his left hand were formed unintentionally by Lin Fan. He only used his natural skills with his right hand habitually, and the sword in his left hand was used to chop people. When combined, he could slash wildly.

Because the martial arts did not match the sword technique, Lin Fan used pure sword intent without wasting the star power or star energy in his body. He even deliberately compressed the sword intent crazily. The more compressed, the more powerful it was.

Sometimes big doesn’t mean the most powerful!

It was only when Lin Fan's strength surged in the initial stage that it was a bit powerful, but with the crazy explosion of Lin Fan's mental power, the twenty-meter sword intention was already too long.

Now Lin Fan's sword intention has been compressed to ten meters, or even shorter, but the astonishing power and edge it unleashes are more than twice as powerful as those of twenty meters!

This is the power of Lin Fan's rising realm and spiritual power!

Obviously the sword's power has not increased, but the methods and methods used have changed, and the attack power has also increased dramatically.

A strong man used the technique of surrender, and with one strike, five heads shot up into the sky.

Many orcs died without knowing how, and all those Lin Fan killed were fifth-level orcs.

The most terrifying thing about Lin Fan is not that he can kill people, but his auxiliary ability. Yes, it is his auxiliary ability.

As long as you are within the attack range of the strong identification technique, you can be hit. It will take some time to ferment, but the key is that when you are fighting with the enemy, you suddenly find that your belly is getting bigger, and the strong pain ability will instantly make you lose it.

The ability to move is simply fatal to you who are fighting.

Therefore, even though Xia Jian, Sun Hou, and Tang Sen were only at the fourth level, they killed many fifth-level orcs.

Hacked to death with random knives!

Even if you are a fifth-grade person, you still have weaknesses. You have no ability to resist. Your eyes, mouth, nose, ears, vagina, and back yard are all places where they attack, without mercy, even very freely.

And many fifth-level experts don't die immediately, but go through this kind of torture and pain, and then die.

He tried to fight back before his death, but was stopped by a fifth-grade expert!

Die obediently!

A painful death!

Not willing to die!

It's a pity that they can no longer see because their eyes have been stabbed out.

This made many fourth- and fifth-grade orcs change their expressions when they saw this scene. It would be too humiliating to die like that, and the key point was that it sent chills down their backs. Many orcs actually spontaneously wanted to get further away from Lin Fan and the others.

It's not like they can stay as far away as they want. This is a battlefield. If you come here and want to leave, someone will naturally stop you and won't let you leave.

And just then.

A strong sixth-grade wolf tribe orc who was having a fierce battle with Leng Jianggang suddenly had a big belly, and his expression suddenly changed.

They naturally observed that this was Lin Fan's innate skill, and every orc who was hit by this innate skill died miserably.

Naturally he had a bad feeling!

Without hesitation he shouted: "Help me! Save me!!"

I screamed and wanted to run away!

When the other sixth-level orcs saw this scene, their expressions also changed, and they immediately wanted to come to the rescue.

But are others willing?

"Hold me!" Tu Sha shouted loudly.

Naturally, they also saw this scene. Xue Qing and the others had seen the process of Lin Fan's talent skill with their own eyes, so they naturally knew that this was another opportunity.

Each and every one of them fought hand to hand with a ferocious look in their eyes. Even Xue Qing, who was obviously a sixth-grade long-range type, was fighting at close range at this moment. He was hit in the body without mercy and exchanged injuries for injuries to hold back the opponent.

"Big black face, let me hold him back!" Xue Qing even shouted loudly.

"Fuck! Damn it! Don't call me a black face." Leng Jian was just about to charge forward. He was also a long-range type. When he heard Xue Qing's cry, he immediately rushed forward ferociously. A pair of fist gloves appeared in his hands, and he was crazy.

Attacking, the energy seemed to be thrown at the opponent for free, and at the same time he shouted with a dark face.

Xue Qing, who is so stupid, what is your uncle’s name? It’s called this.

"Hahaha~~ You are just a black-faced person." Xue Qing laughed.

boom!

Leng Jian was about to retort, but then he was accidentally hit in the chest by a blow. He flew hundreds of meters backwards and had no time to reply.

But in an instant, the man with a black face rushed up again and entangled the opponent. The opponent's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and his face became more and more frightened. He felt huge pain, became more and more panicked, and was fighting for his life, because he

He smelled the smell of death and didn't want to die.

"Get out of my way! Get out of my way!!!" The sixth-grade werewolf roared crazily in the human language, his eyes were red, and the knife in his hand slashed at Leng Jiangang crazily, as if he was crazy.

He doesn't want to die!

Don't want to die!

His strong will to survive made him burst into powerful fighting power at this moment!

Leng Jiangang was beaten until he was bleeding, his chest was constantly dented, and his body was slashed many times. He looked like a bloody man. He was a long-range type. The most important thing was that he was the best at fighting back.

It's not Xue Qing's bow and arrow attack, but the javelin's long-range attack, and the second most powerful one is boxing. The long-range type itself plus fists are two completely opposite types, so his melee experience is actually at a disadvantage.

Because I'm not good at it.

"Haha~~ Let your mother!" Leng Jianggang's eyes were also red, and he would not give in an inch. He would never give in. He must kill the other party and just cling to him.

The crazy werewolf of the sixth grade had already panicked. Although he broke out, this kind of outbreak was messy. How could it be possible? Leng Jian just retreated, sweating profusely, and finally let out a scream, and his stomach was already like

It was like being pregnant for ten months, and the pain caused by the distance made it impossible to fly, and its movements were completely deformed.

Even the whole person's flight was unstable and he was falling towards the ground.

Phew~

At this moment, an energy arrow suddenly shot over, directly from the side of the head of the sixth-grade werewolf, and inserted directly into it.

"Ouch~~"
To be continued...