Dragon King Hall

Chapter 1666 New Radiance
I saw several young figures walking out of the forest, all of them were wearing costumes belonging to the Hall of Valor.

These young people belonging to the Hall of Valor all looked at Sylvia Lin playfully. In their eyes, this is a prey that has already arrived.

Sylvia Lin looked around, holding the weapon in her hand, the brilliance on her body bloomed again.

On the main battlefield, the human army was completely at a disadvantage, crushed by the orcs, and the human phalanx was divided, making it impossible to support each other.

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

Zhao Ji was already red-eyed, but the Taoist Gongyun he wanted to kill was still hiding in the orc army, with an arrogant smile on his face.

There was an army of orcs in front of him, forming an insurmountable gap between Taoist Gong Yun and Zhao Ji.

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

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

At this time, Lan Yunxiao's body was covered with wounds, and a deep scar on his chest caused him a huge blow.

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

"It looks like we're going to lose." Lan Yunxiao struggled to get up from the ground. It was extremely difficult for him to pick up a weapon now.

"Even if you lose, you have to kill that scum!" In Zhao Ji's eyes, Taoist Gong Yun was still the only one.

"It's true." Lan Yunxiao clamped the blade in his left arm and wiped off the blood on the blade. "A battle can be lost, but a scum must be killed!"

"Let's go!" Zhao Ji spat out two words, and then, enduring the pain on his body, he rushed to the orc army again.

"Oh, I didn't expect that in the end, I would work so hard. This matter must not be spread, otherwise I don't know where to put the face of the ancestral lord." Lan Yunxiao laughed at himself, holding the steel Dao, followed behind Zhao Ji.

Everyone in the human phalanx knows that there is no retreat, and everyone is already in a desperate state.

"My Ding family, although I am dead, my soul lives forever!" Ding Jianzhong yelled, he chopped off the head of an orc, but in the next second, another orc smashed the head to pieces.

"Patriarch!" Seeing this, the Ding family roared loudly.

"I'll kill you!" Ding Ji slashed continuously with red eyes, but was punched in the abdomen by an orc, and his body flew backwards, with several ribs broken.

Countless black grimace masks were scattered on the ground. These hellwalkers haunted silently, and even died silently. They seemed to have never appeared in this world before. They really seemed to come from hell. Knowing their true identities, everything they have done has been reduced to three words, Guangming Island!

Dongfang family, Qin family, Zhu family, Ji family, Bai family, Jiang family...

The members of these ancient martial arts families are decreasing at an extremely fast rate.

In a war, the so-called casualties are nothing more than a number.

"I can't hold it anymore!" Someone yelled.

"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on. Behind us are our families, our wives and children. We can't let these monsters enter our world!"

"Yes, we fought!"

"What about death?"

The drums of war were beating, and the blood was passionate. At this time, life and death were nothing. What they thought in their hearts was not how to survive, but how many knives they could wield before they died.

An orc fell slowly in front of Zhao Ji.

The knife in Zhao Ji's hand was already curled.

When the orc fell down, Zhao Ji's figure was revealed. He half-kneeled on the ground, panting heavily, his face turned pale, and when he stood up, his body shook unconsciously. If it wasn't for Lan Yunxiao's support Once, Zhao Ji might not even be able to stand up.

And Taoist Gongyun still stood there, looking at the two with a sneer.

"Is there any smoke?" Zhao Ji asked.

"What do you think?" Lan Yunxiao smiled wryly.

"I want to smoke a cigarette." Zhao Ji touched his body, only found an empty cigarette case, he held the cigarette case to his nose, took a deep breath with eyes full of fascination, and then sighed, "Look It looks like I'm doomed not to rest in peace today, I can't kill the person I want to kill, I can't even smoke a cigarette."

"Not necessarily." 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's only if that old bastard can live to that time." Zhao Ji dropped the cigarette case in his hand, his gaze sank, "They're here."

From all directions of the two of them, no less than ten orcs, wearing fine armor and holding sharp steel knives, came towards them.

A steel knife came straight to the top of Zhao Ji's head, Zhao Ji took out the knife to block, but how could the sharp steel knife in his hand, which had already been sharpened, be able to block this sharp steel knife, a symphony sounded, the knife in Zhao Ji's hand, Break into two pieces.

At the same time, another knife stabbed at the back of Zhao Ji, Lan Yunxiao pulled out a whip leg, and sent the owner of the knife flying, and two more orcs came at the same time, slashing at Zhao Ji from two different directions. Zhao Ji and Lan Yunxiao.

Zhao Ji wanted to turn around and fight back, but his movements were terribly slow, he really had lost all energy.

"Old miscellaneous hair, I will kill you after I become a heroic spirit!" Zhao Ji stared at Taoist Gongyun for the last time.

Seeing that the steel knife had come before his eyes, Zhao Ji didn't even blink, he wanted to keep this person's appearance firmly in his heart before he died, and he wouldn't let him go even if he was a heroic spirit or a ghost he!
The sneer on Taoist Gong Yun's face became more and more intense, he had already seen Zhao Ji's appearance when he died.

There was also a smile on the face of the orc general. Once the human commander died, the war would be declared victorious for the orcs.

Everything seems to have settled down.

Everything has come to an end.

Everything should be over like this.

The golden light stands out!

The map of mountains and rivers that fell on the ground was emitting golden light at this moment. The menacing orc army subconsciously stopped their movements when the golden light came on. The previous war had told them that the appearance of this golden light already heralded their death.

"Senior Jiang!" Zhao Ji suddenly turned his head, but he couldn't see the figure of God Jiang. The map of mountains and rivers seemed to have independent consciousness, floating in the air.

And that Ji family's blood ax was also floating in the sky at this time, the blood ax cut down, brought a blood-colored light, and completely wiped out a large orc army. The orcs who died under the blood-colored light, even the bones remained No more.

The shield of the Bai family also glowed again at this time.

With human beings completely on the verge of defeat, the ancestral artifacts of these three aristocratic families once again radiated their brilliance.

(End of this chapter)