I saw several young figures walking out of the forest, all wearing costumes belonging to the Temple of Heroes.

These young people who belong to the Hall of Heroes looked at Lin Qinghan with a playful look on their faces. In their eyes, this was a prey that had already been in their hands.

Lin Qinghan watched around, pinching the weapons in her hand, and the light on her body burst out again.

At the main battlefield, the human army was completely at a disadvantage, crushed by orcs, and the human phalanx was divided and could not support each other at all.

If you look down from the sky, the human army is being eaten by the orc army bit by bit.

Zhao Ji's eyes were red in his eyes, but the Taoist Gong Yun who he wanted to kill was still hiding in the army of orcs, with an arrogant smile on his face.

The numerous orc army in front of him formed an insurmountable gap between Taoist Gong Yun and Zhao Ji.

Countless corpses piled up on the ground, blood flowing into a river, flowing on the ground.

A figure rolled and fell beside Zhao Ji, Lan Yunxiao.

At this time, Lan Yunxiao was covered with wounds on his body, and a deep bone-scar on his chest caused him a huge and severe injury.

Lan Yunxiao's hands were shaking, which was a sign of losing strength.

"It seems that we are going to lose."

Lan Yunxiao had difficulty getting up from the ground. It seemed particularly difficult for him to pick up the weapons now.

"Even if you lose, you will kill that scum!"

In Zhao Ji's eyes, there was still Taoist Gong Yun.

“That’s right.”

Lan Yunxiao clamped the blade in his hand into the bend of his left arm and wiped off the blood from the blade. "You can lose money, but you can't help but kill the scum!"

"It's here!"

Zhao Ji spit out two words, then endured the pain on his body, and rushed into the orc army again.

"Haha, I didn't expect that in the end, I would have to work so hard. This matter must not be spread, otherwise I wouldn't know where to put the face of the leader of the Ancestral Reincarnation."

Lan Yunxiao mocked himself, and followed Zhao Ji with a steel knife.

Everyone knows that there is no way out for the human phalanx, and everyone is already in a state of desperate struggle.

"Although my Ding family dies, my soul lasts forever!"

Ding Jianzhong roared, and he cut off the head of an orc, but in the next second, another orc smashed his head to pieces.

"Honor!"

Seeing this, Ding's family roared.

"I've killed you!"

Ding Ji had red eyes and slashed continuously, but was punched by an orc in the abdomen, flew backwards, and several ribs were broken.

Countless black ghost masks were scattered on the ground, and these hell walkers appeared silently, and even died quietly. They seemed to have never appeared in this world. They were really like they came from hell. They wore masks, and no one knew their true identity. Everything they did turned into three words, Guangming Island! The Dongfang family, Qin family, Zhu family, Ji family, Bai family, Jiang family... Members of these ancient martial arts families are all decreasing at an extremely fast speed.

In the war, the so-called casualties are just a number.

"I can't hold on!"

Someone shouted.

"We have to support ourselves even if we can't hold on. Behind us are our family, our wives and children. We cannot let these monsters enter our world!"

"Yes, fight!"

"So what if you die?"

The war drums were ringing, and their blood was thrilling. At this time, life and death were no longer anything. What they thought in their hearts was not how to survive, but how many swords could they wave before they died.

An orc fell slowly in front of Zhao Ji.

The knife in Zhao Ji's hand had already been curled.

When the orc fell down, Zhao Ji's figure appeared. He half-kneeled on the ground, gasping heavily, his face turned pale, and when he stood up, his body shaking unconsciously. If Lan Yunxiao hadn't helped him, Zhao Ji would have been unable to even get up.

Taoist Gong Yun was still standing there, sneeringly watching the two of them.

"Is there any smoke?"

Zhao Ji spoke out.

"What do you think?"

Lan Yunxiao smiled bitterly.

"I want to smoke a cigarette."

Zhao Ji touched his body and only found an empty cigarette box. He took the cigarette box to his nose, took a deep breath with fascination in his eyes, and then sighed, "It seems that I am destined to be in peace today. I can't kill anyone I want to kill, and I can't even smoke a cigarette."

"uncertain."

Lan Yunxiao shook his head, "With our strength, we should be able to become heroic spirits, maybe we can be reborn in this ancient battlefield."

"That old Zamao must live until that time."

Zhao Ji threw away the cigarette box in his hand and his eyes sank, "They are here."

The two of them were from all directions, with no less than ten orcs, wearing fine armor and holding sharp steel knives, coming towards them.

A steel knife rushed straight to Zhao Ji's head. Zhao Ji used his sword to resist, but how could the sword that had been curled in his hand be able to block the sharp steel knife? A clash of voices sounded, and the knife in Zhao Ji's hand was broken into two pieces.

At the same time, another knife stabbed Zhao Ji's back heart. Lan Yunxiao pulled out a whip leg and pulled the master of the knife away. Two orcs came at the same time, slashing towards Zhao Ji and Lan Yunxiao from two different directions.

Zhao Ji wanted to turn around and fight back, but his movements were terrible. He really had no energy at all.

"Old Zamao, I have become a heroic spirit, and I will kill you again!"

Zhao Ji's last glance stared at Taoist Gong Yun.

Seeing that the steel knife had arrived in front of him, Zhao Ji did not blink again. He wanted to keep this person's appearance in his heart before he died. He would not let him go if he was not a hero or a ghost! The sneer on the face of Taoist Gong Yun became more and more intense. He had already seen Zhao Ji's appearance when he died.

A smile also appeared on the orc general's face. As soon as the human commander died, the war declared the orc victory.

Everything seemed to have settled.

Everything has come to an end.

Everything should be finished like this.

The golden light emerged! The map of mountains and rivers that fell on the ground emitted a golden light at this time. The powerful army of orcs subconsciously stopped their movements when the golden light lit up. The previous war had already told them that the appearance of the golden light had already heralded their death.

"Senior Jiang!"

Zhao Ji suddenly turned around, but could not see Jiang Shen's figure. The map of mountains and rivers seemed to have independent consciousness and floated in the air.

At this time, the Ji family's blood axe floated in the sky. The blood axe slashed down, bringing out a bloody light, completely erasing a large number of orc troops. The orcs who died under the bloody light could not even retain their corpses.

The Bai family's shield shines again at this time.

As humans were completely defeated, the ancestral weapons of these three major families re-emitted their brilliance.
Chapter completed!