"Xuanlin, kill him!" Suddenly, a rough voice of a male beast was heard from the group of surrounding Yan beasts.
All the orcs focused their attention downwards, and the noise on the stone road slowly returned. The shouts of the beasts of Hell sounded again, and two figures in the bloody field were already standing facing each other.
Xuan Lin, who was about 1.9 meters tall, stood in the middle, with black hair hanging down to his waist. His facial features were regular and strong. He did not have the Western looks of Krolin and Liu Fei, nor was he as white as them, but his muscles were tighter than those of the Yan beasts such as Luo Er. His pair of green pupils sank, and one always felt that he was related to Krolin.
Ye Luoxing had guessed this a long time ago. Maybe Krolin's father's beast came from Xuanlin's mother's clan, but Krolin's blue pupils were light-colored and dazzling, while Xuanlin's blue-green pupils were dotted with ink, a deeper color that could hide emotions very well.
His appearance is somewhat similar to Liao Yuan.
"An eighth-rank wolf beast is nothing more than this. Xuanlin, smash his spine!"
"He can't withstand a few of your punches, hit his lower body!"
"So what if he's the strongest of the Northern Tribes? Attack his weak spot!"
"This black wolf is useless. We've already seen through his moves!"
The beasts cheered for Xuan Lin and booed for Liao Yuan, and the sound filled the entire battlefield. Blood was dripping from Liao Yuan's head and eyes. His wolf body was so weak that it was swaying slightly, but his ears were standing straight up, his sharp claws were embedded in the ground, and his pair of purple wolf eyes were locked on the sixth-level snake beast in front of him, baring his sharp fangs ferociously.
"Ah————" With a ferocious growl, the huge and wild wolf beast kicked its hind legs suddenly and pounced on the sixth-order snake beast in front. Its huge mouth was able to completely cover Xuanlin's human-shaped head.
At the moment Liao Yuan pounced on Xuan Lin, Krolin approached Ye Luoxing and said, "Watch carefully how he dies in agony during his short and prolonged life~"
"Heh." She sneered, obviously mocking his words. She was watching the battle seriously.
Crolin was used to her attitude, so he just put his long arm on the back of the chair behind her and watched with her slowly.
Two figures with huge differences in size were about to collide below. Xuan Lin did not dodge, but swung his huge fist. Just as Liao Yuan's fangs were about to pierce his scalp, he punched his fragile and injured abdomen, knocking him away - the black wolf's figure slammed heavily to the ground in the distance.
Just when it was about to touch the ground, he landed his front paws on the ground, leaving long claw marks on the ground and stabilizing his body. The humanoid figure of Xuanlin in front of him quickly attacked, and Liao Yuan did not dodge either, but met it head-on!
Two powerful figures clashed head-on in the air, carrying the wind! The wounds on Liao Yuan's body continued to bleed!
Amis murmured anxiously, "If this fight drags on, he'll just bleed to death, and he might even faint during the fight..."
"Shouldn't an eighth-level beast have perseverance beyond that of ordinary orcs?" Erjin said disdainfully. An eighth-level orc could actually be plotted against by a group of white wolves whose level was lower than his, and was thrown into the Jichuan Forest. Erjin and his men would not show mercy to such a waste with only a level. The Yan Beast Group liked this kind of high-level living targets the most.
Xuan Lin focused on the wounds on Liao Yuan's body. Every punch aggravated Liao Yuan's injuries. Large patches of wolf fur on Liao Yuan's body were stained with blood, and he shook his head dizzily.
The wolf beast was originally a flexible animal, but the previous beast group had bitten its limbs and tail, and its head was also injured. When it lost its flexibility, when it faced the sixth-level beast that could not transform into an animal form and was relatively small and flexible in human form, it was even less likely to have the upper hand!
Even though his fangs could break Xuanlin's flesh, Xuanlin could always escape quickly. Moreover, Xuanlin was in good physical condition and her wounds healed quickly!
However, in desperate situations, the explosive power of species is also astonishing.
The battle lasted more than ten minutes, which was fast for some orcs but slow for others.
Xuan Lin's body was covered with scars and blood, his eyes were gloomy. At the moment, he and Liao Yuan were in very bad condition, but Liao Yuan had experienced the previous one-on-many battle, coupled with the current battle with Xuan Lin, Liao Yuan could not achieve a quick victory. He had been stretched to the limit, so he could not compare with Xuan Lin in terms of endurance.
Ye Luoxing's emotions were revealed when Liao Yuan was knocked against the stone wall by Xuan Lin's punch and fell heavily to the ground.
When her steady breathing became a few seconds more urgent, Krolin noticed it keenly.
He looked at her with covetous eyes, as if he was negotiating with her: "A Luo, if you really don't want him to die, you can actually beg me..."
Ye Luoxing frowned and looked at him, both because of how he addressed her and because of his shameless words.
Cronin tapped his fingers lightly on the stone chair. He glanced down and said, "Time is running out. Snakes are cold-blooded beasts. They are cruel and ruthless by nature, and prefer to devour their prey alive..."
"Don't ever expect Xuan Lin to forgive him~" Krolin smiled brightly. Ye Luoxing slowly clasped the edge of the stone chair with her right hand. Her heart was beating like a drum. It seemed that whether she helped or not, she could not achieve the desired result.
In the circular corridor opposite, the two orcs sitting in the middle withdrew their gaze from below. They noticed what was happening here.
In the dim light, two orcs with completely different temperaments looked at the scene in the distance.
After a moment, a gentle voice as clear as a stream sounded: "Krolin seems to like the female beast in his arms very much. Just now, he let the black wolf go because of her. The female's outfit is a bit strange. What do you think?"
It was very quiet beside him, and the hidden red figure did not answer him.
Instead, an unusually deep and powerful voice rang out from above their heads: "Her face is wrapped up and cannot be seen clearly. Ever since she arrived here, they have been paying close attention to her."
The 2.5-meter-tall man pronounced his words and punctuated his sentences strangely, and his stunned tone was even more robotic than that of a robot.
His deep voice attracted the attention of several orcs sitting on the stone chairs on both sides. The male orc who had previously expressed interest in the game laughed out loud: "Hahahahahahahahahaha..."
I don’t know if he was laughing at the big man’s stupidity or at his words, but it wasn’t a mockery.
After he finished laughing, he glanced at the female beast in the arms of the bald eagle in the distance, and then said seriously, "It's absurd and strange that a Yan beast would like a female, let alone a bald eagle. The female beast with a wrapped face is even stranger. But I think this is another new trick of theirs."
They knew what kind of orcs these Yan Beasts were, and they would not have any unnecessary beautiful imaginations about them.
The crimson figure in the center remained silent, its eyes, shadowed by shadows, reflecting the group of orcs across from it. Focusing on a single point, his gaze was deep, lost in the depths of the ocean, pondering, gazing, exploring...
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