"Poor little birds, you've been trapped. Humph, don't leave any one, kill them all!" A stupid pig-headed man rushed to the front with an arrogant attitude. He looked at the imperial soldiers who changed their expressions in front of him and were in a hurry and hummed.

The status of the Pigheads in the tribal totem alliance is only higher than that of the Rats, but they are the main force of the tribe infantry. Because like the rat tribe, the Pigheads have strong reproductive ability. The Pigheads are strong in size and can weigh three to four hundred kilograms when they are adults, with thick skin and flesh, and are full of wildness. If it weren't for their living habits that were really crude and disgusting, they were obviously a vulgar race, and they might have a much higher status in the tribe.

The rough and huge pig head looked very ferocious, and the rusty chain hammer in his hand was spinning rapidly, like an old motorcycle in the 1990s, rushing up wildly. Pig head people have no talent. If you want to say that, their super breeding ability and strong survival and adaptability are the talents given to them by God.

Although there is no organizational discipline and just rushing up in chaos, think about it, hundreds of fat people weighing hundreds of pounds are crowded and pounced on it, but like a wall, no one wants to rush up and compete.

"The wind blows the tornado!"

The ground was trembling slightly under the trampling of these fat pig-headed men. Although these pig-headed men were not as powerful as they imagined, that is, the level of the strong soldiers on humans, they were placed there. Yang Ye's soldiers were not all elite soldiers who had experienced many battles, but a group of young and strong farmers who put down their hoes. Facing the hideous pig-headed men, they immediately felt a little timid in their hearts.

If it was a good fight, they might have dared to rush forward under the influence of courage, but now, seeing a large number of tribal orcs appearing on all sides, and they are also blocked and surrounded, they are not stupid. If it weren't for their trust in Yang Ye and their hope for Kunlun, the great master, they would have long been fleeing in a panic like other brigades of recruits.

Hundreds of soldiers who were scared and frightened were no longer able to rely on them. Along the way, Kunlun, who had few attacks, finally drew his sword, and when he attacked, he had a sharp soul martial art.

The wind soul power wandering outside the body is like a spiral spiral spiral raised by a propeller, and the two blades are like the rapidly rolling blades. Kunlun's body is rotating at high speed, sweeping out like a dragon leader, and crashing into the meat mountain wall made of the pig-headed man.

As a long-famous hunter, Kunlun's double swords are not ordinary elite soldiers, but soul weapons. Mandarin ducks and moons are like hooks. This kind of sword is not the most widely used straight blade sword, nor is it the most used scimitar for cavalry. When swinging the curved arc, these two moons are like hooks and can form a full moon. Two hands, like mandarin ducks, divided into male and female, with almost the same style, but the soul talisman formation carved on it is somewhat different.

The soul weapon can make the soul master's strength 12%. Kunlun Round Dance's double swords turned into a tornado and swept into the pig-headed man. The extremely sharp and wind-like moonlight with a sharper wind than a knife was comparable to a meat grinder. In an instant, bloody rain and minced meat splattered. The scene was so bloody and bloody.

A big hole was suddenly made on that side of the meat mountain, and the surroundings of the big hole were full of blood, which made the new recruits who had seen some dead people spasm again in their stomachs, and some even vomited.

"Damn, I've been watching pig killing since I was a child. This is the first time I feel disgusting!" Wu Tu was also feeling sick, but he endured the discomfort in his stomach, and his fierce eyes were shining with light. He was the most capable of killing pigs.

"Hey, look at me killing the pig knife!" Wu Tu stepped on the ground and rushed out in the blood mist. Wu Tu's weapon was not a sword with hair on his hair, but a family matter. Two pig knifes, like half a month's thick knife surface, often polished and sharp and cold, are sharp and powerful weapons for killing pigs.

Although this pig-headed man may have a blood relationship with the pigs raised by humans tens of thousands of years ago, he may have a bit of blood. Although the pig-headed man walked upright, it was not much different from the hanging pig-headed man. Wu Tu stepped forward and slashed at the huge pig-headed man's head.

Although the pigheads are an evolutionary species and have intelligence, it is still a pig, and its head is still a pig's head. After Wu Tu's sword, the pigheads immediately bloomed and slashed in half. Wu Tu hesitated for a moment, and saw the pigheads on the opposite side die like other pigs he had slaughtered, and suddenly became bolder.

Isn’t it just killing pigs? He doesn’t kill ten or eight out of ten every day. His heart, which was a little scared, suddenly dropped and rushed forward with a roar.

"This guy is crazy!"

"The pig-headed man is just like this. It looks scary. In fact, he is just a bunch of idiots and meat mountains, rushing with me!" Compared to Wu Tu, the unqualified squadron leader, Lu Yu, who has been in the academy for two years, is obviously much more qualified. At least when he charges, no one rushed out, and at least he even called his subordinates behind him.

"Die me!" Although Lu Yu is a soul sect, he is far less than Wu Tu's pleasure when he kills the Pighead. First, he is not strong enough, and second, his weapons are not good at helping. The Pighead is not as easy to kill. It is only a thick layer of thick skin. If he doesn't master the angle and strength, he will not be able to cut it.

It is obvious that Wu Tu, who has learned from his experience in killing pigs, is not the object of learning from others. Although a large group of people were inspired to rush up and strangle with the pighead man, the result was not optimistic. Although the pighead man fell from time to time, most of them fell in the Yuanyang Yueru hook in Kunlun, and a few fell on the pighead man, the pighead slayer, who were killed by Lu Yu, the people who were killed by others. And more than a dozen people fell down one after another, and more were injured.

The battle was fierce, but everything happened in a short period of time. Yang Ye concentrated on finding a way out. At this moment, almost all the soul power sources were surging. Yang Ye couldn't tell whether these soul power sources were enemies or friends. It could be said that they were in chaos. This was also the only disadvantage and disadvantage of the detection skill of Soul Pulse.

But it is generally not wrong. Several places with the most dense soul power sources should be the most intense battles. From here, radiating around and avoiding the direction where powerful soul power sources appear, Yang Ye found a seemingly feasible route, but this route did not return to the original route, nor did he continue to go south, kill the main street, nor did he break east, but went west.

I didn't have time to verify whether this road could be done. Obviously, the tribe arranged an ambush tonight. This was probably a means of prevention arranged by the tribe, but it was indeed useful. A large number of tribe orcs turned around from both sides, and appeared in the north control area of ​​the city when they set out. It was almost impossible to return the original route.

The only gap is that the tribal orcs go to the north city and sweep the north of the city. After cutting off their retreat, a vacuum appears behind them. In other words, as long as they kill through the tribal orcs in front of them, the number of orcs in front of them will be greatly reduced. However, Yang Ye can only detect within a kilometer range, and further away is a dark area that Yang Ye cannot detect.

"Come on, let's fight out!" Yang Ye gritted his teeth. At this time, there were tribal orcs on all sides, and there was no way out. They were almost dead. They could only bet. As for whether they could escape from the siege and whether they could escape from Stormwind City, Yang Ye had no time to take care of it.

"Get out!" Yang Ye was also fierce at this time, and he didn't care about hiding his strength. The Jiuyuan Xuanming Fire in his body directly penetrated his body, and the black flames merged into the darkness, but they complemented each other. The sword in his hand was no longer usable. After waving it twice, it was destroyed by the Jiuyuan Xuanming Fire covered.

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to build a soul weapon to use, but I didn't have time to think about it at this time. Without weapons, I could only use my fists and feet. Yang Ye is not the King of Fighters. Although his body was tempered, he was much stronger and he could lift hundreds of pounds of heavy objects with one punch. He also had a thousand pounds of force when he punched him. However, when he hit the pig-headed man with a fat belly and a fat body, most of his strength was offset by the fat meat. The remaining strength was also resisted by the pig-headed man's body. At most, he could beat the pig-headed man back two or three steps, which was the limit.

However, Yang Ye did not rely on his strength to make a living. His most powerful is the soul power that has been fusion and changed in his body. The Nine Abyss Xuanming Fire with the two levels of ice and fire. No one can resist the dark flame from the Nine Abyss Hell. It is like a maggot in the tarsal bone. Once it is touched, it is difficult to extinguish. Moreover, the flame is changing under the huge temperature difference between extreme cold and extreme scorching. If you want to resist this unpredictable flame, at least this pig-headed man does not have the strength yet.

Pieces of roasted skin, and pieces of skin that were as if they were put in the refrigerator and were frozen in a frosty place, almost became the most miserable portrayal of the pig-headed man under Yang Ye’s fist. Half-cooked, it is better to die than to live.

"Have you found a way out?" Kunlun turned his head and looked at Yang Ye who was rushing beside him and asked.

"That's right, but if you don't know whether it is open, you have to kill him and see!" Yang Ye said half-truely.
Chapter completed!