Chapter 45 Viscount Mangke  (3)

Two or three overwhelmed bear goblins lay on the ground, coughing constantly. A large mouthful of blood clots spit out from their throats like water was opened and it quickly frozen, and there was a strange red on the crystal ice surface.

Thad's struggle gradually became weak, and his blue skin was filled with a frowning purple.

This scene made Yang Dashuan squint his eyes.

These behemoths were extremely weird, with their long, thick noses and their braided beards drooping on their plump belly. The fangs exposed from their chins were closer to them, and they became more and more terrifying. The flapping ears were spreading behind their heads like wings, as if they could fly with their huge bodies at any time.

The Bemon, who was pinching Thad, looked at Yang Dashuan, who was expressionless and proudly raised his head.

There was a large piece of ice under his feet, but it was quickly covered with cracks, and then it turned into a pool of ice slag. This huge footprint was left on the ice surface!

"Human?" After seeing Yang Dashuan clearly, this behemoth became obviously surprised. "I thought this was a gathering place for those robbers!"

Bemon casually threw Thade away, and the ogre once again tasted the huge pain in his body. With the heavy sound of landing, the cracks like spider-like silk under Thade rushed out wildly. Several slaves ran over quickly and helped Thade, who was falling to the ground, back.

"This is my territory!" Yang Dashuan raised his head and looked at these big guys. "Why do you want to hurt my slave?"

Bemon did not speak up, but just patted the dust that did not exist on his body in an understatement. His head was looking around, trying to find the person who was talking to him. This scene angered everyone in Maple Leaf Village. The elf archers pulled the bowstrings without hesitation, and the slaves also clenched their weapons.

"Sorry, I didn't see you!" The arrogant Behemoth inserted his hand into his pocket and opened his mouth wide at Yang Dashun. "You are so short!"

Yang Dashuan sneered and stepped forward and took a step forward.

This step immediately made everyone nervous. Alice, who was quickly driven out, almost screamed, but her voice still reached Yang Dashuan's ears. "Orefin's Giant Elephant Warrior?"

The Orefin giant elephant warrior is Beamon's most powerful combat race. His natural strong body and their amazing power can scare all bad enemies with just the back. However, their number is too rare, otherwise they will definitely be able to compete for the throne with the two royal tribes of the Beamon tribe - the Tago Tiger Clan and the Rhine Lion Clan. Because of this, any Orefin warrior is the object of invitation for all families.

A strong Orefin warrior appeared on this wasteland. Is Bemon going to start an attack on humans again?

"Fox?" The Orefin's gaze moved to the back of the crowd, and he saw a familiar red tail. "This damn human!"

Orefin lowered his head with a grim smile, and he insisted on smashing this damn human into meat sauce. Every passionate Bemon would be extremely angry when encountering such a thing - humans abducted their compatriots.

But this guy made a big mistake and should not be distracted.

A powerful force forced him to lower his head. His two hands, as powerful as spiders and crab claws, firmly clamped his fangs. Orefen's grinning was still on his lips. No race could ever win with them. Just this human? It was impossible!

But he was wrong.

This force came too quickly, almost caught him off guard. As the pupils of many Beimon warriors shrank, this huge companion was easily pulled to the ground by Yang Dashuan.

But it doesn't matter, for Orefen, they are full of weapons.

However, just as the Orefin wanted to dance his nose, the chin suddenly had the closest contact with Yang Dashuan's knee. With a loud crack, the Orefin's two white front teeth leaped out and sprinkled on the ground with a hot waterfall of blood. The Orefin was indeed in good health. After being hit by Yang Dashuan, he was just a little dizzy.

He struggled to stand firm, his rough and wide palms supporting the ground. His anger had completely burned his sanity, and he swore that he must tear this humble and shameless human to pieces!

However, one hand gently placed on his forehead.

Yang Dashuan's arm just casually slammed down. The head of the arrogant and arrogant Orefin samurai involuntarily slammed down. With the rumbling sound, the Orefin giant elephant warrior collapsed on the ground. The ice surface centered on his chin spread out a corrugated crack.

The surroundings were laughing at this human being's overestimation and stupid impulsive behavior a moment ago. In just a blink of an eye, the entire Bemon tribe's proud warrior was easily knocked to the ground. This huge contrast made all Bemons' minds blank and suffocate.

The slaves in Maple Leaf Village suddenly burst out with a burst of intense and high cheers.

Orefen on the ground was still struggling, but he was powerless to get up. Yang Dashuan stepped on the guy's head and used the gaze they looked at him just now to return to the other party.

Every Bemon warrior used incredible eyes. How could this be possible? Without even a round, he could defeat a Bemon weighing more than four hundred pounds without any suspense? Countless questions popped out from their almost hypoxia brains.

"Why did you beat my slave?" Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes. "This is my territory, and it's not your turn to be wild! Answer me!"

The Bemons moved aside.

Just as Yang Dashuan wanted to continue asking questions, he suddenly closed his mouth. Yang Dashuan's eyes were attracted by the big guys who walked out from behind the Behemoths.

There were six or seven behemoths in this line, four or five round and thick waists, and a scimitar-carried Orefen Elephant tribe with a scimitar in his arms, and it was obviously a bodyguard. What surprised Yang Dashuan was that the leader was actually a fat and slim human rich man. He was wearing the most popular strip robe nowadays, and a gold chain with a finger-thickness on his collar was exposed on the lapel of the y-shaped collar. The horse boots on his feet were crunching on the ground, making a crunch, instantly making Lao Yang recall the palace maids wearing high heels in the Qing court.

He also held a black cowhide rope in his hand, and the other end of the rope was tied to the neck of a green-haired girl.

"Elf!" Yang Dashuan's pupils instantly shrank.

He remembered the green light that had passed the corners of his eyes when he turned back yesterday afternoon.

The girl looked extremely weird. Her green scales actually climbed under her flat belly, and her tail was winding forward like a snake on the ground. If the girl hadn't had sharp ears that obviously had elf characteristics, Yang Dashuan would have thought that this was a snooker snake girl.

"She is Naga!" Leren, who rushed over, whispered to remind Yang Dashuan, the country bun.

"Didn't the Naga tribe disappear into the vast ocean with the sinking of the continent? How could it appear in Bemon's tribe?" Yang Dashuan asked.

The girl was clamped under a creaking nest by a large bodyguard, and her long tail was dragged weakly to the ground. A ball was stuffed into her mouth, and two bands extending from the ball were tied behind her head. The saliva flowed out of the cracks of the ball, covered with a thin coat as thin as tulle, and it was crystal clear and had an alternative charm and obscene look.

"Before the sinking of the continent, there were still some remaining Nagas living in the forest. Now there are no more than ten Nagas surviving in the entire elf empire." Lelen's eyes were red. She hoped that Yang Dashuan could save the poor girl.

The elves of the Naga clan were extremely strong, even when they were controlled by others. The girl raised her tail and tried hard to wrap around the neck of Orefen's bodyguard, trying to strangle these hateful behemoths. But this powerless struggle actually made the fat and thorny man even more excited. He picked up the ponytail whip and slapped the smooth back of the Naga girl.

After the crisp sound of the whip, the girl's fair spine turned red, and the mark of the whip was stained with a trace of blood. The Naga girl couldn't help but straighten her body, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and her compassionate shouts could only turn into simple whimpers through the ball in her mouth.

Yang Dashuan's eyes suddenly became extremely ferocious, and the muscles on his face were twitching slightly.

Leren looked at Yang Dashuan in surprise, his breath became heavier and he was approaching the edge of the explosion. The human movement finally stopped, not because he had pity, but because he discovered Leren hiding in Yang Dashuan's arms.

"Night Elf? You can actually catch the night Elf with the talent of Moon Misty Technique? It's unimaginable." Leren's beauty immediately made him gasp. The fat-headed and big-eared hammer rubbed his thick oily hands excitedly, with an obscene expression on his face. "How many gold coins did you buy it? I'm willing to pay double, no, triple the price!"

The Naga girl stopped struggling.

She looked at the two humans in front of her, and a chill rose in her heart for some reason. This chill came completely from the human shirtless and hugged the night elf. She suddenly felt that blood was about to flow into a river soon!
Chapter completed!