He Mingliang pulled out his sword, shouted loudly and rushed towards the monster. He was caught off guard, and the monster immediately ran towards the north with his head in his arms. Don't say it, it was ridiculously fast! He Ming had been running around for a day, but he definitely couldn't catch up with it. In fact, he was unsure of it, but he just took action when he saw the crops being destroyed.

The monsters in chaos were gone. He Ming looked back at the two scarecrows. It was already autumn and the evening breeze was slightly cool. He still felt that the scarecrow was emitting terrible heat, and he was aimlessly trampling on the ground. Attack the most effective target! He Ming was quick-witted and his hands were quick, and he just cut off a rope that bound the straw between the scarecrow, and then took a step back to deal with another scarecrow. After the scarecrow's rope was broken, the straw on his body did not scatter, but emitted a heated burn. The whole scarecrow was burning black, and the broken rope was strangely restored!

Fortunately, the scarecrow acted very slowly and did not pose a threat to He Ming. However, this situation also made He Ming not careless at all. In order to figure out the scarecrow's situation, he rushed over again and cut off its rope. The scarecrow burned again, and this time it showed obvious flames and quickly turned into a pile of ashes.

After almost finding out the background of this mutated scarecrow, He Ming ran towards the other one without hesitation. As he expected, after causing damage to it, the flames of its self-repair quickly burned out. He Ming used the least effort to deal with the two scarecrows.

The escaped monster did not come back. He Ming quickly searched nearby and found the ox horn rings thrown by several monsters. He picked up two of them and ran back to the border village with all his might. When he finally ran near the entrance of the village, he saw Mr. Dragon Blood standing there.

He Ming panted and called out to the master. Mr. Longxue stared at him and said in a serious tone: "He Ming, are you already a great swordsman? Do you know how dangerous Biqi is now?"

He Ming lowered his head apologetically: "Master, my disciple was hunting a stag, and I don't want to run too far." Mr. Dragon Blood sighed and said, "He Ming, after all, you have not experienced the darkest era of Bichi, and Master doesn't blame you. But in the future, you must know that every soldier trained has cost the huge price of Bichi City. Do you understand?"

He Ming knew what Mr. Longxue meant. The living space of humans in the Fama continent is severely squeezed. The poor and wealthy martial artists need to consume a lot of resources to cultivate a warrior. He raised his head and said, "I know my mistake. Please punish the master severely for this matter. But Master, please allow me to report this matter!" He handed the two horn rings to Mr. Longxue: "Master, on the way back, I saw a thick and tall figure casting spells in the farmland, and then the two scarecrows came back to life. After he found the disciple, he immediately ran away, and these were the things he threw when he cast the spell."

Then He Ming added: "The disciple can feel the scorching magic power on this cow horn ring, but he can't see what magic it is." Mr. Dragon Blood picked up a cow horn ring and observed it carefully: "The master can't see what magic it is, but I can be sure that this pattern has something to do with the orcs!"

Touching his chin and thinking about it, Mr. Longxue said to He Ming: "It's too late today, He Ming. Let's go and rest first. The master will have something to explain tomorrow morning."

He Ming was indeed very sleepy. After hearing this, he bowed to Mr. Longxue, then went back to the martial arts hall to wash it casually and went to bed. He slept a little too much, and he didn't get up until the next day dawn, and then he quickly went outside to find Mr. Longxue.

Mr. Longxue had already been waiting for He Ming at the door. When he saw him coming, he handed him a brand new iron sword, two letters, some dry food and a bottle of medicine and said: "He Ming, I think the information you got yesterday is very important, but there is no result here. You are fast. To be honest, it is really surprising that you have such a fast speed. After all, the mage training is good and weakens your physical strength, but it is a good thing. Just run on behalf of the master and go to Biqi to find Lord Wang. He is an expert in this regard."

He paused a little and said, "You have learned almost all the core swordsmanship here, and some of them are flashy tricks, and your potential is far from being realized. So when I went to Beechi this time, I handed this letter of introduction to coach Liu of Beechi Martial Arts School, who will help you. Be more careful in the future and don't let yourself fall into danger easily. If you don't leave, leave quickly!"

Although He Ming had a lot to say in his heart, it seemed that the situation was urgent and there was no way to delay it. He Ming could only kneel down and kowtowed a few times, saying, "Master, take care!" After that, he turned around and walked towards the road where Biqi was.

The road from Border Village to Beichi is a three-day walk for ordinary people. Due to the extremely dangerous night, Beichi has built a station with complete defense facilities on every important route. On the road from Border to Beichi, you can just go to a safe station to rest after a day.

After this period of hard practice, He Ming's physical strength and body movement have been greatly improved, especially his speed even made Mr. Dragon Blood amazed. After accepting the task of sending a letter to Lord Wang, he felt that things should be urgent, so he wanted to arrive at Biqi as quickly as possible. After most of the day, when he arrived at the first station, he sat down and drank some dry food. Then he saw that the sun was still in the sky, and felt that it was not too late, the master's words "Go away!" sounded again in his mind. He decided to continue walking, and delivered the letter in two days, and then put it on his luggage and set off.

However, yesterday he had run too many roads and was resting late. After a morning of fast walking, he could no longer maintain such a fast speed. Moreover, he got up late that day and set off less early. In addition, the day in autumn was getting shorter and the second station was still missing, so the sky gradually darkened.

He Ming realized that even if he ran desperately, he would have to walk a long way to reach the station. If he encountered any trouble when he was exhausted, it would be dangerous. He had important tasks. So he slowed down a little, chewed dry food while walking, and recovered some energy.

But as the saying goes, he was afraid of anything. When he walked a while, he found something was wrong in front of him. There would be no pedestrians at night, and there was a tall and stout human figure in front of him as if he was looking for something. When He Ming saw it clearly, he also discovered He Ming. What this orc was chasing, he should have lost his prey here. When he saw He Ming, he roared excitedly and walked towards He Ming.

He Ming saw it holding a large stone axe in his hand and rushed towards him. A thought flashed through He Ming's mind. This half-orc is tall but thick. If he could go around at speed, he could run along the way because his physical strength had recovered a lot. He Ming made up his mind and ran towards the half-orc. When he approached, he flashed violently to the left and retreated. At this time, he found that the half-orc speed was faster than he thought. Whether he went left or backwards, the half-orc could keep up. Fortunately, he retreated in time and avoided the half-orc with an axe head-on. Obviously, even if he went around, he could not escape the half-orc with his current physical strength.

There was no other way, He Ming put down his burden, held the brand new iron sword tightly, focused his energy, and faced the first life-and-death battle in his life.

He Ming used the same trick again and rushed to the left, as if he wanted to swing his sword to cut it to the right. The orc immediately slashed at his right with an axe, but He Ming made a false move. He turned right and slashed his sword on the left arm of the orc with his backhand, cutting a hole. However, the orc's flesh was astonishingly strong and could not cause much damage.

The injured orc began to be careful. It retreated a few pieces and then tried to target the target before attacking, but it was big and heavy, and the attack trajectory was obvious every time. He Ming, who had been prepared for several attacks, was successfully avoided by He Ming, who was already prepared, and left several holes on his hands, legs and waist.

The continuous pain caused the orc to go crazy. It screamed, and then no longer just a tentative attack like the beginning, but instead slammed and slashed. The combat plan prepared by He Ming completely lost its effect. Faced with the fierce and rapid attack, He Ming could only dodge and block, and supported it in a mess.

However, the orcs were so powerful that they were so powerful that they were heavy. He Ming only blocked the thin iron sword in his hand and was like a hammer hitting it. If the orcs had not been crazy and had no accurate head and missed a few opportunities, He Ming would have explained here. However, after another split, the predator's instinct calmed down again.

Its attacks now become accurate and effective every time, while He Ming, who blocked his attacks several times, his speed and strength have dropped across the board, and he can no longer deal with it like the beginning. After blocking the orcs several times, He Ming's eyes are full of stars and it is difficult to support it.

Realizing that the prey was not supported, the orc took two steps back, found a suitable position, and prepared to raise the stone axe to end the battle in one fell swoop. Just as it lifted the stone axe up, He Ming suddenly had a flash of inspiration, chance! He suddenly rushed at full speed, bursting out several times the speed, and shouted loudly! A perfect attack sword technique slashed the orc's chest and abdomen, and the compact sword energy wrapped around the sword edge seemed to have an inch of the sharpest sharpness.

The orc's hand holding the axe didn't have time to chop it down. In desperation, he could only stretch out his left hand. A white light flashed by, and a crackling sound of the orc's belly was cut open! But the claws on its left hand also left several deep wounds on He Ming's body. The orc used his hand to cover the wound on his stomach, then let out a miserable howl, and then never got up again.

He Ming succeeded in his attack and was still half dead. He went to the bag to take out the golden sore medicine, sprinkle it on the wound, and bandage it randomly. Then he realized that this was just a skin trauma. What really made him feel uncomfortable was the shock injury that blocked the attack of the half-orcs, and his bones were about to fall apart.

After packing up his things, He Ming dragged his heavy steps to continue moving forward. Perhaps this was the territory of the orc. He had no risks on this road, and he finally got to the second inn.
Chapter completed!