The Iron Ba Wang just took his younger brother out of the hall and planned to go out of the city majestic to see what kind of shrimp dared to make trouble at the door of the Green Face Tribe. As the head of a green-skinned man falling from the sky slammed its iron chin. As the beginning of the Iron Ba Wang boss walking towards the Iron Ba Wang, this iron chin is very cherished. He carefully polished it with the skin of the fart sperm every day, but it was actually smashed by someone!

"Waaaaagh!" The Iron Overlord let out a shocking battle cry. The boys around him were stunned for a moment and began to follow him. For a moment, the inside of the castle was in awe of fighting spirit!

The samurai outside the city looked at the beheaded green skin on the ground with some confusion and the same doubtful demon hunter. Vitoria felt that what she had just cast was not a green skin head, but a Green Pete version of Playboy magazine.

Of course, everyone's doubts were quickly interrupted. As the originally dilapidated gate of the castle was smashed by a green skin that was nearly four meters high and like an auto man, more than a dozen small green skins covered with steel were bursting out after the huge figure. The scene reminded the Demon Hunter for a moment that Optimus Prime took his little brother to attack.

The fierce enemy surprised the Demon Hunter. This thing looked different from the previous green skin! The headed green skin boss was almost covered with steel. The hideous metal chin reflected a dazzling luster in the sun. He was full of indomitable momentum, raised endless dust and charged towards him!

It was like a garbage truck speeding towards itself at a speed of seventy yards!

"Boss, I heard that you had dealt with the green skins of a camp alone before?" When Li Yanlong, who had seen the green skins for the first time, looked at the shield in his hand and felt that he had come a little unnecessary. Although he had known that the people in Zhongsiyuan were as strong as perverts, this time, he still felt heartbroken.

The ranger also put down the bow and arrow in his hand powerlessly. He felt that what he needed was anti-tank weapons. Faced with the impact of such a super heavy man, he felt that his arrows might not be much stronger than the water-snap gun. For such an enemy, it would be better to watch the boss perform.

The female warrior felt that she had finally met an opponent worth fighting, and charged forward in the direction of Green Skin without looking back. She also activated her [Rampage] skill on the road. The weapon in her hand was swung, imitating the opponent's battle cry, and shouted: "Waaaagh!"

Looking at the female warrior who was riding away and two teammates who put down their weapons and looked "waiting for your performance", the Demon Hunter couldn't help but feel a little blushing. What kind of existence do these teammates do?

This guy who has not yet joined the team is the most reliable. Xu Yichen looked at Mancini calmly aiming with a crossbow, then pulled the trigger and shot a small canned green-skinned eye.

With a thud, the demon hunter watched the samurai fly back along the route he was going. The armor-protected hips pushed out a ditch on the ground. The samurai relied on the shield in his hand to protect him, but he did not suffer any serious damage, but the forearm supported behind the shield had been seriously deformed.

"It's so powerful, this!" The female warrior who happened to be stopping by the demon hunter smiled indifferently, and then used her other hand to turn her dislocated arm back to her original position. Her tough look made people understand deeply what a real tomboy is.

The Iron Ba Wang, who was stopped by the charge of the female warrior, felt that his face was a little frustrated, and roared loudly in the direction of several small shrimps: "Waaaaaagh! The small shrimps must die!"

The Iron Overlord bent his knees slightly, his thick legs rose into the air with unparalleled weight, and jumped towards the direction of the demon hunter and the female warrior! The terrifying Baosteel Green Leather drove the tattered metal armor to the ground. The impact of its landing shocked two weak mobs, and the metal combat boots plowed deep grooves on the mud!

Before the witchcraft stomp was stepped into a pool of meat paste, the demon hunter turned on [Red Time], dragged the witchcraft sham to the back, avoiding the huge green-skinned soles.

The crouching iron king slowly stood up and held the long handle of the machete full of potholes. It looked down at the small shrimp in front of it, pointed at itself arrogantly and said, "I, iron king! You, the small shrimps will all die! Waaagh!"

The fishy smell that hit the face was almost suffocating. The Ranger seized the opportunity to shoot a sharp arrow, which was aiming at the other party's eyes. However, the Iron Overlord just shook his head slightly, and the arrow hit the huge barrel chin, and a spark was drawn out, which was bounced away.

The nun Silent placed her sword across the neck of the demon-shaped woman, pressing the traitor who was planning to escape in the chaos and retreated. If it weren't for Ephiral next to him who used the sword to stop her, she would have had the chance to solve the traitor! The mutated Alteya found out that this side summoned a flexibly flying fire crow hovering beside the demon-shaped woman, guarding against Celistein's actions.

"Why stop me? Are you impatient to devote your loyalty to your new master?" Nun Silent's tone did not hide his anger: "Don't forget, you used to be a combat nun!"

"Don't listen to her! You are a witch now!" The demon-shaped woman felt that the long sword between her neck seemed to be tightened, and she added nervously.

Aphiral said without a trace of fireworks: "Mr. Celystein, I know you. Among those uninvited fragments, I know you are a unique quiet nun. Please do not destroy this faint balance. This world needs miracles. The union between the nun and the witch is a good start!"

"Hmph!" The Silent Nun retreated to a safe distance and pushed the magic-shaped woman in her hand towards Efilar: "It's a pity that the miracle in your mouth is probably going to be smashed into meat sauce by those canned iron today!"

Aiferal, who also put his long sword across the demon-shaped woman's neck, said with a smile: "Don't run around, you know the current situation. No one wants to see a spy who can change millions of times run around the world. If you don't want to die, staying by the demon hunter is your best choice!"

"You have fought with him, you know, the enemy in front of you is just a stumbling block." The silver-haired witch replied confidently: "Would you bet with me? Lord Celistein? Just bet on you with a smile. If the Demon Hunter wins, you can laugh in public!"

The silent nun glanced at the battlefield, snorted coldly, and did not answer. She knew that these iron-brown green skins would not be able to do with this cunning demon hunter.
Chapter completed!