The orc's expression showed real anger, and his eyes were clearly flashing with hideousness and cruelty. The axe in his hand swung straight towards Xia Zuo's head, "I will..."

Before he finished speaking, the axe carrying heavy power solidified in space again. Before the orcs could react, the axe had already left his hands and fell into Xia Zuo's hands.

Xia Zuo held the metal axe and glanced at the orc sitting beside him, then glanced at the axe in his hand and walked along the way. Xia Zuo had never seen any exquisite weapons. The workmanship of the axe in his hand could be considered excellent. From this point of view: the status and status of the orc should be not low, but its strength is indeed not very good.

Perhaps, Xia Zuo should think about what level his own strength has reached for the East and West Continents now, and then judge what level his strength has reached?

Xia Zuo didn't care about this. He swung the axe and fell down and directly hit the orc's shoulder. A large thigh of blood splashed out, and the orc's originally hideous look was frozen on his face.

Xia Zuo had no intention of killing the orc. The axe slashed on his shoulder, but it only injured it. Xia Zuo Meng chewed a few bites of the meat chop in his hand and ate all the remaining large pieces of barbecue in his stomach. Then he stood away, grabbed the orc who was moaning and rolling, and walked out of the tavern.

At this time, many figures were gathered on the streets. Compared with ordinary barbarians, each of them looked taller and stronger. They each held weapons and stood on the street, staring at Xia Zuo with a covetous look, filled with a depressing and solemn atmosphere.

The figures watching the excitement have also been avoided from afar. Although the excitement is beautiful, it would be unworthy if someone else regarded him as his accomplice and lost his life for it!

Throwing the barbarians in front of them, Xia Zuo's eyes turned one by one, and the development of things was a bit beyond Xia Zuo's expectations. Just as a knight, the one who was afraid of the most was fighting. Since reading the barbarian memories, Xia Zuo has gradually adapted to the barbaric laws of the Black Continent.

The cold axe gradually clasped in his hand, and the atmosphere in the space became more and more depressing. In this kind of depression, the gasping sound became more and more rapid. Occasionally, a few low growls would come from the crowd.

As the battle was about to break out, an angry roar suddenly broke out from behind the crowd, and then a riot occurred in the surrounding figures. An orc, holding a hammer in his hand and armor, rushed out of the crowd directly.

The orc was gasping for breath, with a strong anger. Then he stretched out his finger, first pointing to the hammer in his hand, then pointing to the axe in Xia Zuo's hand. Xia Zuo understood the meaning of his words, and he was asking for a duel to him.

Seeing that Xia Zuo seemed to have understood, the orc tensed up all over his body and roared loudly at Xia Zuo. The whole figure suddenly jumped from the ground, holding a hammer in both hands, and swung towards Xia Zuo's head.

As the figure jumped and fell, only a series of green afterimages were left in the space. Under his offensive, Xia Zuo's figure jumped violently, and in a simple step, jumping out of five or six meters directly.

The hammer in the orc's hand flew directly past the afterimage and bombarded the ground, and the entire ground suddenly shook. Countless cracks spread rapidly around him under his bombardment.

The largest crack was even about to spread to Xia Zuo's feet. Xia Zuo didn't seem to have expected that in such a place, he would encounter an orc with such powerful strength.

Compared with human consciousness, orcs' consciousness is often much simpler. It is precisely because of this that when the battle really breaks out, their fighting spirit will continue to increase and increase, and then continue to fight, either admit defeat and bow down or die, and never spend time thinking about other things.

So, when the orc's figure fell on the ground and its strong lower body suddenly kicked, dragged the hammer, and rushed towards Xia Zuo with his body sideways. Xia Zuo did not avoid it, and faced the orc's collision, he also hit him...

Everyone saw two figures, carrying the afterimages, suddenly collided in the space, and then a dull collision and burst sounded in the space.

Just under Xia Zuo's impact, the orc's footsteps suddenly retreated. Xia Zuo's figure was slightly frozen. With the previous collision, another message of hunger and greed came from his body. Xia Zuo ignored his physical reaction, held the axe in his hand, and chased it.

The orc twisted his waist and dragged the stone hammer backwards and swung it out. Xia Zuo's axe in his hand was swung out with a clang of the sound of the axe, and his body solidified in the space.

At this time, the space had lost its voice, and the entire space was shrouded in depression and solemnity. If the "king" had not challenged him, they would never have thought that this thin figure would have such powerful strength.

One by one, the figures were frozen in the space, staring at this battle that did not belong to them...

The orc retreated and stabilized his figure. His fanatical fighting spirit ignited his whole body at this moment. Scarlet and violent appeared in his clear eyes. The orc held the hammer handle in both hands, then stared at Xia Zuo's figure, with ferocious and huge fangs, and a roar towards Xia Zuo.

And just on Xia Zuo's body, a fiery force began to spread. Purgatory had already burned in his body independently, and the fighting spirit was boiling in his body independently. Faced with his provocation, Xia Zuo could not think of a reason for the battle. This was a battle without faith and glory.

As a knight, there is no reason to accept such a battle. However, Xia Zuo's body was facing the opponent's provocation, but he had already made the most direct response and responded to his request for battle.

The figure suddenly took a step, and the figure rushed towards the orc's figure like an illusory light. The aura emitted by the orc became more violent, twisting its body, accompanied by the gathering of power, then exploded in its hands, and the hammer in its hand swung straight towards Xia Zuo's body.

The hammers were filled with deposited power. When they were wielding, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the space. If an ordinary person encountered such a rapid attack, he would probably be crushed to pieces if he endured it. Unfortunately, he was facing a knight from the Western Continent and whose strength was already called the Holy Cross.

Xia Zuo was the first to pounce on the opponent, and the axe in his hand slashed on his shoulder. Large clusters of blood splashed out in an instant. The rich blood mist accompanied by the assistance of purgatory caused the surface of his body to erupt blood. The erupted blood began to slowly solidify around, as if guided by some force, and then slowly penetrated into his body.

The axe was the first to chop on the orc's shoulders, but the crazy orc had already held the hammer tightly and smashed it towards Xia Zuo. Xia Zuo's figure suddenly jumped away, carrying the hammer with a terrifying howling sound, and flew past Xia Zuo in front of him.

Xia Zuo jumped quickly and dodged the attack. As soon as the figure landed, the whole figure suddenly twisted. He held his fist in his hand and punched his body on the waist and abdomen. Only a sensation was heard in the space. A torn force mixed with the power of his body. Just under the fist, it quickly spread on the orc's body, and blood mist gushed out from him again...

After continuous striking practice in the deep sea, Xia Zuo's fist became more powerful than before, and he obviously had a different understanding of the use and control of power.

The orc roar was resounding even more violently, and his body was completely lost in the burning of fighting spirit. At this time, there was not only no emotion in his heart, but also no pain. He twisted his figure, waved his hammer, and smashed towards Xia Zuo's head.

Xia Zuo suddenly turned to the ground sideways, and his figure was like floating in the ocean, moving casually in the space, without being affected by the earth at all. The hammer carried the whistling and swung over Xia Zuo, and the axe in his hand also slashed out, slashing straight on the orc's waist and abdomen.

The muscles on the waist were torn apart, and the wide and thin axe edge directly penetrated one-third. The axe edge directly extended to its belly, and then a large stream of blood erupted out...

Seeing Xia Zuo's figure about to fall to the ground, his back hit the ground, and his figure grabbed the axe, jumped up from the ground, and left the battlefield.

The orc's gasp became more and more intense, but the scarlet in his eyes became more and more intense. The figure walked two steps forward, then couldn't help but pause, covered his waist, and watched the blood flowing out of his waist, gradually penetrated through his fingers.

A little stagnation appeared in the orc's eyes, and the muscles of the body became more and more solidified. Blue veins and blood vessels rushed up his neck. Then, the orc suddenly looked up at the sky and let out a low roar in the silent and suppressed space.

The sound was desolate and despair, but the strong fighting spirit had already ignited his body. A stream of power like life surged up the orc's body. The hammer in his hand was discarded by it. The orc clenched his fists, but unfortunately the huge gap in strength was not so easy to change.

When he heard his voice, Xia Zuo had no sympathy and blamed himself. Instead, the power of purgatory burned even more violently. He threw away the axe in his hand, clenched his fists, and rushed forward directly.

The two figures rushed together, and with the sound of the explosion, streams of blood spurted out from the orc's body, shattered bones, minced meat... and kept splashing out from the orc's body. The hunger on Xia Zu's body became stronger and stronger, and the greed gradually exceeded Xia Zu's consciousness. Then, Xia Zu became a demon driven by physical instinct.
Chapter completed!