At this time, the old orc in black robe had already had the idea of ​​fighting desperately. The old guy smiled grimly and said, "Come on, even if I want to die, I will not stretch my neck to let you do it. If you want to kill me, you will have to pay a heavy price!"

"I'm wrong. Just crush a bed bug to death. Just raise your foot. There is no need for any price!" The King of Arshu kept retorting at this moment, and he also swung his body to the old orc: "What should be paid is offending us-you!!"

"Roar!" In an instant, the Arsenal King's flame-burning wind roar was released again, and a large wave of scorching air wrapped in powerful wind pressure to cover the old thing. When the old orc in black robe had no time to hide, he immediately shook his animal skin and black flag and slashed it hard.

"Bang! Boom--" A series of violent sounds came one after another, and the black flags that gathered a large number of resentful souls roared the Armored King Liefeng Roar. The two sides had a stalemate and immediately canceled out each other.

"Dang thump!" Affected by the recoil force, the King of Arsenal took a few steps in an instant, but there was no loss, and his face was even more calm.

On the other hand, the old orc, the old person in black robe, took more than ten steps in an instant. "Bang!" He suddenly used the flagpole to support the ground and barely stood firm. "Puff--" Immediately afterwards, the old orc who was burning inside opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood mist, which was obviously very injured.

"Haha, now it seems that the outcome is obvious." At this moment, the Demon King said, "I'm old, you're about to finish playing!"

"No, no, this is impossible!"

The old orc in black robe was so angry that he almost vomited blood again when he heard this. The old guy shouted almost hysterically: "I have been planning for many years to seize the sealed spirit fire here. Why, why do you damn guys have to jump out to stop me, you damn--"

"I said it wrong, the real damn thing is you!"

The King of Arsue cursed without hesitation: "Your overestimation, your despicable and viciousness, and your ugliness and shamelessness? They are all the reasons why you deserve to die? Do you know? The most important thing is that you shouldn't offend grandpas? This is the real reason to kill you!"

"No," the demon lord said lightly: "The strong live? The weak die. Is it the rule of this world? If you are not strong enough, you deserve to die!"

"You, you..." Hearing these words, the old guy was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he spit out an old blood again, and the King of Arxiu sneered: "That's right. Spit out a few more blood and kill yourself earlier? Save the grandpas to get dirty to kill you."

"Is this unreasonable? I'll fight you!" Finally, I couldn't bear the other party's sarcasm, and the old orc in black robe shook the animal skin flag and rushed towards the armor-science king.

"The old guy is quite resistant to beating, but my Flame Blast and Fierce Wind Roar still needs time to recover and cannot be used continuously."

Seeing the old orc rushing towards him, although the Arsenal King looked relaxed, he was actually on guard. After all, he used the Fire Explosion and Wind Roar twice in a row? The Fire Spirit Aura consumed a lot.

"It seems that to settle it, we have to try new tricks." A slight joking look appeared in our eyes? The King of Arsenal suddenly moved quickly, "Swish swish swish swish!" In an instant? More than ten afterimage phantoms appeared around us? It made the old guy's eyes burst into tears.

At the same time? The King of Axiu did not forget to sarcastically sarcasticly: "Hey, old waste, Master Xiu has slowed down. Why can't you keep up with the speed? What a useless old guy, why don't you die?"

"Damn fat beast, you..." After being scolded and mocked by the other party, the old orc in black robe felt the light in front of him, and almost fell to the ground and fell to the ground and fell to eat shit.

But at this time, life is at stake, and getting angry with the other party is like seeking death. The old guy suddenly suppressed his anger and suddenly shook the black flag in his palm: "Beast souls, all come out to attack the enemy!"

“Hohuh!”

"Swoosh swish swish!"

In the midst of lightning, a large number of black-skinned beasts resentful souls surged out of flags again, rushing towards all directions, constantly rushing to the afterimage of the Armored King.

"Hahaha, it's useless, it's useless, they can't capture grandpa's whereabouts."

"Swish!" When he said it, it was soon, and the armored king suddenly appeared not far behind the old orc in the black robe, and then grinned and said, "I want to kill you now, that's easy. If you know the appearance, you knelt down and kowtow to beg for mercy. I'll let you die more!"

"Stop, stop!" The old orc who was angry by its words and almost crazy, waved the black flag of the animal skin and swept it, but suddenly swept the air.

"Damn it, this guy seems fat and clumsy, why is he so amazing in speed?"

I don’t know that King Jiaxiu had eaten the crow grass before, and his speed was enough to travel thousands of miles a day. The old orc in black robe was so angry that he could not keep up with his hands and feet. This old guy became more and more frightened and felt that his life was about to hang in vain!

"Bang!" The next moment, the armored king suddenly appeared next to the old orc, raised his front hooves and kicked the flagpole of the black flag that hit the animal skin. The old guy could hardly hold on to the black flag, which scared it very much.

"It turns out that this guy's goal is to kick my black flag away? This thing is my lifeblood and must not fall into the other party's hands!" In an instant, the old orc in black robe knew the plan of the Arssie King, and immediately became so angry that his whole body trembled like a sieve.

But the King of Arshu also smiled grimly at this time, "Haha, do you want to keep this flag? Don't dream, Grandpa hasn't played enough, otherwise he would have kicked your arm and taken back the things just now."

"I'm just playing with you. Don't think you have any skills to turn the tables, you are not worthy!"

"Shuo!" As he said this, the King of Arshu started quickly again, and his figure turned around the other party like a gust of wind and lightning.

At this moment, the old orc in black robe wanted to hug the flag in his arms and prevent the other party from snatching it, but the more it did, the more it moved the wind-like armored king in front of him.

"Bang!" The next moment, the old guy's hoof hit the back of his head, and a big bag appeared immediately. Then, the guy's left leg was stepped on again, and his steps almost fell to the ground.

"Hahaha--Old guy, I want to see how long you can hold on. Grandpa can kill you now!"

"Bang bang bang!" In an instant, the armor-science king's front hooves suddenly kicked the old orc's back. The old guy vomited blood and stumbled forward. The black flag of the animal skin in his hand almost took off his palm in the next moment.

"No--"

"Pu!" When the old orc saw the baby take off his hand, he rushed forward like crazy, and immediately grabbed the flagpole with both hands, "Puu!" But the old guy also missed his feet and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, for a dying old waste, you're doing a good job and taking it very steadily."

The King of Arsenal smiled and said, "But it's better for you to hold it tighter now. Maybe grandpa will get angry later and break your arms and hands together, and then grab the flag, hahahaha--"
Chapter completed!