Samuro removed the invisible state of Qifengbu and pointed his sword at Seske, challenging him.

This made the old chief Dal breathed a sigh of relief. Fist was afraid of being strong, and he relied on his wisdom to rule the Fire Blade Clan over the years, and he was indeed unable to move his sword. Seske obtained the power given by the Blood God, and his combat power was unfathomable, and he was really unsure of defeating it.

Seske furiously said, "Who are you? This is our Fire Blade Clan's business, it's not your turn to intervene."

Samuro laughed and said, "Haha, I am Samuro of the Fire Blade Clan, and I am here to pursue glory! But you, since it is the Fire Blade Clan, you have brought so many helpers from alien races, why are you doing sneakily hiding on the back of the mountain?"

"Huh?" Dahl was also a shrewd person. Hearing this, he immediately signaled the old shaman Shuhetu to send someone to investigate.

Seske's face suddenly changed. He was afraid that he would not be able to subdue the people of the Fire Blade Clan, so he secretly brought some elites from the Blood God Clan to help. When he seized the position of chief, he would immediately suppress the foolish loyalists and change the faith of the entire clan. He should never be exposed before seizing the position of chief. For the sake of the present, he would only have the ability to cut the mess with a quick knife.

"Come on, you green skin. I want to see what you have." Seske swung his sword and jumped. After receiving the power of the Blood God, his power and speed increased sharply. The sword force was rapid and fast, and the blood energy surrounded the sword body, accompanied by curses and corruption.

"Damn!" Samuro swept the sword and moved his steps sideways, not only opened Seske's sword, but also stabbed the opponent in the face.

Although Seske shook his head and dodged, his sword blade still tore open the blood energy of protecting his body, leaving a blood mark on his face.

Over the past year, Samuro has fought everywhere, has rich practical experience, and has had a lot of communication with Chinese sword masters. His sword technique has changed a lot. He is no longer the simple straightforward sword technique like an orc, but has brought many small skills to remove and leverage power, and his body and footwork are also combined with sword technique.

Samuro was not strong and his speed didn't seem to be fast, but he easily resolved every attack of Seske, and then took advantage of the situation to counterattack. A simple straight stab or slash can often make Seske feel embarrassed.

The whole venue was filled with Seske's figures jumping up and down and his roaring and roaring voices, but he had made no achievements so far. Instead, he was hit by swords. If it weren't for the super self-healing ability of the Blood God, he would have fallen down long ago.

The old chief Dar, who was sitting on the first to watch the game, was worried and glad. Judging from this posture, he could not beat either of these two people. Fortunately, they fought first. If both sides were injured, he still had a chance.

"Chief, the chief has discovered a hidden enemy, and about two thousand people are hiding on the back of the mountain." said Shaman Shuhetu.

"Hmph, just two thousand people want to come to my Fire Blade Clan to cause trouble? Let Azuka gather the warriors on guard, and there is no need to do it for the time being."

Azuka is the daughter of Chief Dar and serves as the commander of the Fire Blade Army. In the Fire Blade clan, no one distinguishes between men and women, it only depends on whether you can fight. Azuka received combat skills training since childhood and is a complete tomboy.

The Fire Blade Clan has a population of more than 30,000 in this core oasis area. Young and middle-aged people are outstanding soldiers, both men and women, and they can pull up more than 10,000 troops with the sound of the horn. Two thousand people are not in the eyes of the old chief.

What really worries the old chief is his power decline. This time it is his grandson, who will challenge him next time?

Seske stopped the offensive, gasped, and cursed: "You coward who can only dodge, dare to have a head-on confrontation with me?"

Samuro smiled and said, "We are now going to decide who can be the chief, boy. Power is important, but how to use power correctly cannot be ignored. If you only know how to use brute force in this way, how can you lead the clan?"

The senior leaders of the Fire Blade Clan around nodded in agreement with Samuro's statement.

Only Neilru Fire Blade made a gesture to Seske with a gloomy face.

"This is what you asked for!" Seske turned his sword blade and scratched an "x" in his chest. Blood splattered, gathering with the blood flowing out of other wounds into a blood rune.

"The God of Blood, give me..."

Before Seske finished speaking, he was hit hard behind his back. Samuro quietly ran to his back and launched a sneak attack. Only the fool would wait for him to summon the power of the Blood God before fighting.

Kick Seske away with one kick, Samuro pointed his sword at his opponent and said, "Idiot, borrowing power that does not belong to you at the cost of his own blood. Do you want to become a puppet of the evil god? Stand up and fight for honor in the name of his ancestors."

Seske coughed a mouthful of blood with his sword and said, "The ancestors are still in Drano. Apart from setting a bunch of useless rules, what can they do? Only the blood god can give us strength."

"No matter where you are, the ancestors are with us, and glory cannot be discarded with any excuses." After all, the other party was the grandson of the old chief. This time he wanted to seize control of the Fire Blade clan. Samuro couldn't chop him up directly, so he could only talk to him. Fortunately, he had been with Xiang Ningxuan for a long time, and his verbal skills were also a great success among orcs. Perhaps, his title in the future could be called Samuro.

Just behind Samuro, the Neilru Fire Blade was quietly casting spells to contact the Blood God.

The fluctuations of divine power did not alarm Samuro, but the old shaman Shuhetu immediately had a sense. In the sacred duel, not only did the power of the evil gods be used, but also someone cheated to help. What's so great?

Shuhetu was about to make a sound to stop him, and a rough hand grabbed him. The old chief Dahl sneered and shook his head.

Samuro was not very tired. If he defeated Seske like this, Dal would not be sure to defeat him. If he lost a while, would he really give up the position of chief? Let them continue to fight, and it would be in their own interests to defeat both sides.

"Ao!" The divine power was infused, and Seske jumped up, and the blood-red light wrapped around the sword's body and slashed down.

"I see how you hide! The mouse."

This sword is no longer just a physical attack, the power of corruption spreads and turns into a large net toward Samuro. There is naturally nowhere to hide from the range attack.

With a loud blow, Samuro was wiped out.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Samuro is just a fantasy clone.

Seske also felt something was wrong, but it was too late.

The distant dragon roar sounded beside him.

The dragon energy attached to the Samuro battle flag roared and tore the fog of rotten blood, slashing Seske with one sword.

"Ao!" The injured Seske's blood was evaporated, and his aura increased instead of falling. The wound on his body grew granulated, and his whole body expanded again, and he no longer looked like an orc.

With blood-reinforced, Seske pounced on Samuro again. This time, not only was he faster, but he also had a change in the air, blocking all dodge routes.

"Bang!" The two giant swords intersected and collided.

The inhuman power directly crashed into the arena fence. But how could you care about this when you are alive and dead?

Samuro activated the clone technique, got rid of the suppression, and jumped into Seske's head with a sprint.

But Seske's speed also became faster. He leaned his head and let Samuro's long sword slash on his shoulders. He used his muscles to clamp the sword body. The body corrupted by the evil god was completely unsatisfied. He waved his sword backwards and cut it.
Chapter completed!