"Crack!" When the sword light disappeared, the figure of the Beast Sword Master also emerged from the dust, and slowly took a step forward.

The cold wind blows.

The three flags on the back are flying.

Beast Sword Master.

Has the title of the first sword of the alien race.

There is no doubt about his strength, just like the sword just now.

When the sword came out, he already knew the result.

High energy, certain death.

Because Gao Neng did not escape for his life immediately when he struck out with the sword, so when the sword fell, Gao Neng would not be still alive.

This is not deliberate bragging, but a kind of confidence in strength.

Just like playing basketball, if you shoot millions of basketballs, you will know whether the ball goes in or not when the ball is released.

"Gao Neng, who was eighteen years old, died at the hands of me...the Beast Sword Master!" The Beast Sword Master had already sheathed his sword after taking a step forward.

He didn't look at the high energy falling from the crack.

Because, there is no need.

He is a sword master. If he says this sword will kill the enemy, then he will definitely kill the enemy.

The surrounding orc warriors were initially a little frightened, but after hearing the words of the orc sword master, their exclamation turned into cheers.

"Congratulations, ancestor, for killing Gao Neng!"

"Ancestor is mighty!"

"The ancestor is invincible!"

The orc warriors had a great party.

This caused the six-winged archangel and the other three strongest men to rush over one after another, and they all looked at each other.

Is it too fast?

Gao Neng died before they had a chance to take action?

"Brother Jian's swordsmanship is indeed improving day by day!"

"I didn't expect that such a difficult opponent would die like this under Brother Jian's sword. We really have to surrender!"

"Yes, yes... Huh? Why is there no body?" When the third strongest man was congratulating, he accidentally glanced at the bottom of the crack and immediately discovered the problem.

Don't call it a corpse...

Not even a single hair!

"..." The face of the Beast Sword Master froze.

"There really is no body. It's strange...where did the body go?"

"Everyone split up and look for it!"

"We clearly saw more than twenty high-energy people just now...why didn't we see any of them?"

The orc warriors were equally surprised.

"Impossible! My sword is so powerful that it will definitely kill you!" The Beast Sword Master also walked to the crack at this time and looked straight at it.

It's true, not even a hair on it.

The cracks that are dozens of wide actually don't have many places to hide.

Because, the cut inside is too flat.

But now, inside the crack, not only are there no high-energy corpses, but the twenty genetic weapons are also missing.

"Where did it go?!"

"..."

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a signal suddenly sounded from the camp at the rear.

Then, a messenger immediately rushed over.

"Ancestor is in trouble!! Gao Neng... Gao Neng is in the back camp!"

"What?!" Even though the Beast Sword Master was determined, he still felt a clear slap in his ear after hearing the messenger's words.

"Crack!"

It really hurts!

"Sword, what's going on? Your sword... shouldn't be wrong?" The six-winged archangel had never spoken, but now he frowned.

"It's impossible. My sword has clearly locked onto the high-energy aura, and there's no way he can escape...unless what he just said was fake!" The Beast Sword Master shook his head.

"Fake?"

"But Gao Neng just killed King Behemoth..."

"Even if he killed King Behemoth, if the ancestor said it was a lie, then it is a lie!"

"..."

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The body of the Beast Sword Master exudes a terrifying aura, as if there are thousands of sharp swords swimming around his body.

"Gaoneng, I want to see where you can escape to?!"

"Brother Jian!"

"Brother Jian, wait for us!"

"..."

The other strongest men followed immediately.

The six-winged archangel also sighed softly at this moment. A high-powered person who can kill the ninth level... fake? Even if he said it, he wouldn't believe it!

But if it's true, then what's going on?

In an instant, we arrived at the back camp?

What do you think...

It's like seeing a ghost in broad daylight!

However, there really was no time to think too much now. After the six-winged archangel sighed, he finally followed.

…

The back camp of the beast tribe.

Gao Neng is like a gray man who rushes into the herd of sheep... no, like a big gray man!

He holds a knife in his hand.

Every time the sword was struck, an orc warrior fell in a pool of blood.

He is not bloodthirsty.

However, today he is going on a killing spree.

It’s not for anything else, just to pay homage to ‘Lao Jian’’s soul in heaven.

"Lao Jian, the brothers Liangqi, Lutong and Wuying who killed you have been killed by Fang Tangtang. Now... I will once again use the blood of the orcs to comfort your heart!"

"If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being!"

"Whoa!"

The sword rises.

Blood flowed.

There was a golden light shining in Gao Neng's eyes. Around him, there were twenty genetic weapons with him, hunting down the soldiers in the back camp.

Of course, his real purpose is not to kill.

Rather, he knows...

At the back camp, more than half of the food and fodder for the Orcs' march was piled up.

"fire!"

"Hoo ho ho!"

"wind!"

"Hoo ho ho!"
To be continued...