However, Chu Ming's attack did not seem like that of the beastmen.

The beastmen excel at close combat, so the bristles on the backs of the pigmen cause great damage to them.

But Chu Ming is good at long-range attacks, and the half-pig man's bristle attack has no effect at all.

In Chu Ming's eyes, these half-pig people were just pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

"Ten thousand swords return to their origin, sword light spreads thousands of miles, cut!"

Chu Ming raised his right hand and pointed the sword finger at the air in front of him.

Suddenly, the huge dragon of sword light seemed to come alive and rushed directly into the half-pigman camp.

In an instant, the entire area was filled with whistling sword lights, and the sound of loud sword chants echoed everywhere.

On the ground, the orc army was horrified.

They had really never heard of this kind of attack before.

Some half-pig men turned around out of habit in panic, facing the sword light with their backs.

However, the attackers were still very far away, and the counterattack of the bristles behind them could not hurt the opponent at all.

"what to do?"

The half-pig king roared, his fangs flashing with a ferocious cold light, and he quickly formulated a battle strategy.

"Don't worry, this kind of attack is unheard of and shouldn't be very powerful. Everyone calm down!"

The half-pig man tried to comfort his subordinates, but his inner anxiety became more and more serious.

A small half-pig leader jumped out and said, "The Pig King is right. The opponent's attack may look fierce, but it may not be truly powerful.

We have never heard of this kind of attack, so it must not be a very powerful move.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t have heard of it.”