"Lord, my subordinates are willing to advance and retreat with you. We would rather die in battle than retreat even one step."
As the lord of the orc Kenilo clan, Moore has experienced hundreds of battles and is very powerful. He single-handedly repelled the joint attacks of Zhao Feng, Guan Wen, Gan Xiaoxiao, and Xu Yan.
It's a pity that the Kenilo tribe retreated to Earth in defeat, and their strength has been weakened to the extreme. Zhao Feng and the five of them may destroy them.
"Zhao Feng, let me do it! We can't all go out to fight. If the orcs are still powerful, why don't we fall here!"
"Okay, be more careful!"
Zhao Feng patted Guan Wen on the shoulder and took a few steps back, but Xu Yan shook his head: "Boss Guan, you deal with the bears, and leave the rest to me!"
After Xu Yan finished speaking, he strode forward. Guan Wen had no choice but to follow.
"Hey, you stupid bear, come here, I'm waiting for you here!"
In order to anger the Ursine Lord, Guan Wen extended his middle finger and provoked him.
"Let me go, Guan Wen is really a talent. Can this big stupid bear understand the gestures of people on earth?"
"That's not necessarily true. Even if he can't understand it, the leading bear man can still analyze the meaning of the article."
Zhao Feng, Gan Xiaoxiao, and Huang Tao were watching the battle from behind, and the Bearman Lord was really angered by Guan Wen.
"You damn fool, I want your life!"
This was great, not only the Ursine Lord, but also the other five Leopard Warriors and Werewolf Warriors were furious, and they all waved their weapons to kill Guan Wen.
Guan Wen was stunned: "You really understand?"
On the other side, when Xu Yan saw the enemies rushing towards Guan Wen, he did not go over to help, but ran straight to the suspension bridge that entered and exited the orc camp more than 20 steps away.
Xu Yan arrived under the suspension bridge and looked at the seven to eight feet wide moat. He frowned and suddenly his eyes lit up.
In addition to highly toxic liquids, there are also sharp wooden stakes and iron caltrops in this moat, making it difficult to cross except through a suspension bridge.
Xu Yan didn't care at all about the arrows that kept shooting at him. These arrows hit the stone armor outside his body and made a clanging sound.
"Black turtle body protection!"
Xu Yan was already furious but did not lose his mind. In order to rush into the orc camp, he began to strengthen his own defense.
A black turtle that was several feet in size had sharp thorns all over its hard shell, completely protecting Xu Yan.
Xu Yan received a special reward for discovering the professional altar, and the fighting spirit entered the second stage.
The war spirit is not just an image in the form of a beast, it can not only enhance the owner's own abilities in all aspects, but also give the owner new abilities every time it advances to a stage.
In the first stage, the corresponding attribute attacks are blessed. The black turtle is of the thick earth type, integrating offense and defense. What it brings to Xu Yan is the rock-turning skill.
The second stage is to control the corresponding attribute elements. For example, Xu Yan gained the ability to control soil and rocks.
Xu Yan stood on the edge of the moat, relying on the black turtle for protection, and inserted his hands into the soil. Soon, the side of the moat where he was on began to think about moving closer to the other side. It is estimated that in ten minutes at most, this section of the moat will be closed.
Long.
"Sir, there is a warlock down there, and our moat is going to fail!"
In the orc camp, a fox mage looked panicked and stumbled into the tower, reporting loudly.
"I understand, you go down!" Galen, the fox sacrificer, ordered. After her subordinates left, she suggested to the lion king Charlie:
"Your Majesty, the war is now in danger. If we don't make a decision early, even if we win in the end, it will be a tragic victory!"
"Old friend, I understand what you mean. For our Kniluo tribe, it is better for me to fight!"
"No, Your Majesty, you are seriously injured and cannot go to fight, so I should go!"
"No, old friend Galen, as a priest, if something happens to you, the Kniluo tribe will be destroyed!"
When the Lion King Charlie and the Priest Galen were at loggerheads, the duel between Guan Wen and the Ursine Lord, the Werewolf Warrior, and the Leopard Warrior came to a decisive moment.
Just now, Guan Wen faced a powerful enemy and was in danger. Five werewolves and leopard men joined forces to attack. The long knife grazed his scalp and almost cut off his head.
The bear lord Moore seized the opportunity and made a savage charge, followed by the roar of the giant bear, and broke the attack. Finally, the bright giant ax in his hand glowed with a red light curtain:
"Roaring flames!"
The giant ax carried flames and swept towards Guan Wen with thunderous force. Guan Wen was shocked by the bear-man lord Moore and his ears buzzed. He hurriedly fought back with all his strength. The silver light of the horse-killing sword in his hand was dazzling:
"Tiger King Silver Moon Hurricane Slash! Open it for me!"
At this time, Guan Wen was also anxious. When life and death were at stake, he used all his skills to keep the bottom of the box.
An encounter at the Gate of Hell made him understand the attack method of combining fighting spirit and martial spirit.
During the days when Jingzhou Town was established, Guan Wen gradually understood new moves. The bloody battle with the orc warriors just now allowed him to gradually use this move.
A fierce tiger, a silver moon, and a sudden burst of hurricane, the three merged into one, and they collided with the flaming roar of the Ursine Lord. For a while, the two sides were at a stalemate. Those orc warriors were unlucky, and they were all affected and hit.
His head was broken and he was bleeding and passed out.
"Xiaoxiao, don't be busy. Guan Wen is at the critical moment of breakthrough. Only after passing this level can he be considered a master!"
"Little human baby, this lord underestimates you. Look at my special move: volcano roof!"
The bearman lord roared wildly, and a hill tens of meters high and covering an area of several feet appeared out of nowhere.
This hill was blazing with flames reaching hundreds of meters into the sky. The scorching heat and the baking earth were steaming with heat.
"Well done, today is the day you die!"
Behind Guan Wen, the holy martial spirit Guan Yu appeared, and at the same time, a white tiger with two wings also flew out.
The holy martial spirit Guan Yu and the white tiger merged together, and Guan Wen shouted: "The white tiger slashes with the magic sword!"
The dazzling silver sword light suddenly shone. The power of this sword was beyond the imagination of the bear-man lord. The roof of his volcano was directly broken open by the sword. The trend of the horse-killing sword in Guan Wen's hand continued unabated, and he was about to kill the bear-man lord Moore with one strike.
Dismember the body.
"Poof!" The bear-man lord Moore spurted out a mouthful of blood in the face of the sword light, and the powerful sword light passed directly through it. The bear-man lord Moore unexpectedly escaped death and avoided disaster.
"What kind of trick is this?" Guan Wen asked, waving his knife.
Before the bear man lord could answer, Zhao Feng stepped forward and said:
"If you are willing to surrender, we will spare your life, otherwise no matter how many substitute puppets you have, you will die here today!"
Although the Ursine Lord Moore escaped, his expression was sluggish, and one could tell at a glance that he had already injured himself by launching a life-saving trick.
"I, Moore, as an orc lord, would rather die than surrender. You can chop off my head, but you can't make me surrender!"
"Lord, you are actually a lord?" Zhao Feng was overjoyed when he heard this, and a daring plan formed in his mind...