With a loud noise, in an instant, earth and rocks flew, the earth cracked, and all the gravel on the ground flew into the air. The power of this half-orc was extremely terrifying.
When the flower boy saw this scene, he couldn't help but gasped. If he had been hit by this slap just now, he might have turned into a puddle of flesh by now.
"Thank you... thank you!" The handsome man was a little frightened, looked at the old man beside him, and said sincerely.
"Hahaha! You're welcome. You belong to Master Lin Yun. We are a family and we should help. It's just a pity for the lives of those ten little guys." This old man is from Tianxuan Sect.
Elder Wuhuang got acquainted with Hua Meinan and others.
At the same time, before the words could be finished, a dazzling sword light appeared and struck the old man.
boom--!
There was a clang of gold and iron, and the old man pulled out his long sword and blocked it behind his back to resist the killing sword.
Then, the person who drew the sword fell next to the half-orc. She was a young woman wearing a veil, a powerful Martial Emperor from the Baihua Sect.
That half-orc was also a Martial Emperor, and the two Martial Emperors joined forces to kill the old man.
The old man frowned and said in a deep voice, "You should leave quickly."
He is only a second-level Martial King, and the half-orc and woman in front of him are similar in strength to him.
The enemy was stronger than he thought, and he was afraid that he would not be able to distract himself from protecting the pretty boy.
The orc immediately roared with a strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and rushed towards the old man.
The woman also flew into the air, using the sword in her hand to capture the old man in one fell swoop.
"Let's go!" The old man didn't hesitate at all. He pushed the pretty boy away with his backhand, and then stepped forward with his sword in hand without any fear.
boom--!
The old man punched into the void, driving back the orc, and at the same time raised his sword to resist the attack from the air.
"The Martial Emperor of the Northeast is nothing more than that!" Even if he was attacked by two Martial Emperors of similar strength, the old man was still able to do it with ease.
The handsome boy stood there dumbfounded, watching the three figures in front of him getting caught up in the melee, and couldn't help clenching his fists.
Then, he saw corpses and mutilated limbs all over the ground, and the unwilling belief in his heart gushes out like spring water.
The three great monsters of Southern Xia in the past were powerful and shrouded in glory.
He is not a flower growing up in a greenhouse and knows the importance of strength.
But now, Nangong and Shangguan have become Lin Yun's right-hand men, and they will be taken with him wherever Lin Yun goes.
The flower boy was very unwilling, but he never said it out loud.
Because he knew that compared with Nangong and Shangguan, he was completely different. Both of them had the strength of the Martial Emperor realm and would not become Lin Yun's drag.
However, looking back at himself now, besides becoming a burden and unable to help with anything, what else can he do?
Some people would even sacrifice their lives to protect him.
He remembered what the man from the Northeastern Allied Forces had just said, saying that the pretty boy was a waste.
"I'm not a waste!" At this moment, the handsome man roared angrily, tears like a river overflowing, and he jumped suddenly and rushed towards the battlefield between the old man and the two people.
"No!" When the old man saw this, he exclaimed.
How could a small Martial King interfere in the battle between Martial Emperors?
"Well done!" The orc looked up to the sky and laughed. The two Martial Emperors joined forces, but they couldn't defeat an old man. They were already very angry.
The appearance of the handsome boy gave him a breakthrough.
The orc immediately changed his figure, dodged the old man's menacing sword, and then rushed towards the handsome boy who had already rushed up.
The silver nails appeared on the claws, as terrifying as sharp blades, and they were swung down instantly.
"Stop!" The old man was shocked. He didn't dare to show any slightness. He didn't care that the sword of the Emperor Wu woman had already fallen in mid-air. He exposed his entire back in an instant, then raised his long sword and blocked it.
In front of the beautiful boy.
boom--!
The long sword blocked the sharp blade and sparks flew out.
The handsome boy couldn't help but stop when he saw the old man in front of him, then shook his head and repeated in disbelief, "It's not like this... It's not like this!"
The empty cuffs were fluttering in the wind. The old man's face was pale. He held the sword in his right hand, blocking the sharp blade. His left hand was broken and dripping with blood.
"It's really ridiculous. In order to protect a loser, you are willing to give up your own arm." The woman in mid-air made a mocking voice.
"What a ridiculous guy." The orc sneered, stretched out his kick, and kicked the old man away.
"Let's go quickly!" The old man's thoughts before he flew out were still focused on the handsome boy.
The handsome boy stood there, dumbfounded, his lips turned white, and his face had lost all color.
In battles between emperors of war, the outcome is often determined in just a moment. The appearance of the handsome boy instantly changes the entire battle situation.
"For a waste like you, why do so many people want to protect you?" The half-orc cursed contemptuously, then raised his giant claw and slapped the pretty boy on the face, sending him flying.
In an instant, the pretty boy flew dozens of meters upside down and fell to the ground. Five deep claw marks on his face appeared on his face. His most precious face was also destroyed at this moment.
"Yes... yes, I'm just a waste." The handsome man smiled bitterly, suddenly spitting out a large mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and passed out completely.
At the same time, on the other side, Long Chenfeng's offensive against the leader of the Shenzong Sect was already showing defeat. At this moment, he was forced into the encirclement of the Northeastern Allied Forces and had no way to retreat.
At this moment, Long Chenfeng does not have the majesty of the past.
The dragon scales all over his body were broken, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, there were scars all over his body, and his clothes were in tatters, making him look very embarrassed.
Even though he has the strength of an eighth-level Martial Emperor after activating the 'Dragon Divine Body', he is still no match for the master of Jiangshen Sect.
A ninth-level peak martial emperor's strength would definitely crush him.
"You deserve to die. Don't worry, I promise you, I will send these people to you soon." The leader of Jiang Shenzong looked arrogant, even though he didn't kill many people.
However, he defeated Xiao Yin, who was currently the strongest in the Northern Territory, and severely damaged the second force, Long Chenfeng, which directly established the entire victory of their Northeastern coalition.
"Fuck your mother! I'm not dead yet, it's not your turn to dominate here!" At this moment, Xiao Yin's face was covered with black lines, which fell from the sky and landed on Long Chenfeng's face.
before.
"Deputy Sect Master..." Long Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Xiao Yin was not seriously injured, which also made their hearts drop.