Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1769: I know him

Orcs are the scourge of the prehistoric universe.

Because of the belief in the evil **** of chaos, most orc races advocate violence, destruction, killing, like blood, and lack interest in creation.

There are only a small number of orcs from the purist faction, who are relatively mild and have established their own civilization, but they are oppressed by the same race and other races, and they can't make a sound.

Red-skinned Red Nightmare Orc.

Green-skinned orcs.

These two are typical of the rioting orcs.

The one who attacked the supply line in the Flying Fish Arm's spiral star area was Jensji, the commander of the Red Nightmare orc "Fire" Legion.

Since the imperial war in the Flying Fish Arm Spinning Galaxy, the Red Nightmare orcs have been split and fell into chaos. The 'Fire' Legion is one of the orc forces that swore allegiance to the Desolate Ancient Clan.

"Ouke, Ouke, really lucky this time."

Warmaster 'Fire' Jens fixed his eyes on Mi Ruyan, attracted by the beauty of this human race, with an undisguised obscenity in his eyes.

There is an obscenity factor in the race genes of the orcs.

Even the half-step Star Emperor-level Red Nightmare orc powerhouse Jens cannot restrain the inferiority of racial genes.

Their aesthetics converge with humans.

Especially like human beauties.

Jans was ecstatic when he saw Mi Ruyan, who was as beautiful as a fairy.

The endless red-skinned orc army, like a red tide, surrounded Mi Ruyan and more than a hundred wounded soldiers on the deck.

Blood is flowing and spreading on the deck.

"As long as you are obedient, I can let them go."

Jans stared at Mi Ruyan, and walked step by step in front of the swordsmen who had suffered heavy casualties. His eyes were fixed on Mi Ruyan, without hiding his intentions.

"I'm blaspheming Mi Shuai, I'm fighting with you."

A sword fairy warrior drew out his sword in anger.

The sword is as bright as a rainbow.

Poof.

Jens snapped.

The fighting spirit is surging.

This star king-level swordsman instantly turned into blood mist.

"If I don't do what I want, every swordsman under your command will not be able to survive or die."

The huge red-skinned body stepped forward and stepped down.

Boom.

The terrifying quasi-star emperor-level breath crushed it down.

The hundred or so disabled swordsmen suddenly felt the terrifying coercion of heaven pouring over them, and they were all locked in place, unable to move.

Ten of them were picked up by the invisible fighting spirit.

Puff puff puff.

Blood spatter.

A white forest bone spear pierced through the hands and feet of these ten swordsmen, nailing them alive in the void, blood flowing horizontally.

The swordsmen stared at them, but they couldn't save their own robes. They could only watch them suffer, their blood stained the void, and their vitality was passing away bit by bit.

"If you do what I want, I will let them live."

Jans stared at Mi Ruyan, as if he was going to swallow her alive: "Take off your clothes."

The true energy in Mi Ruyan's body burned wildly, and she straightened her body.

Inch by inch, she raised the sword in her hand.

"You deserve it too?"

She smiled lightly, and there was endless contempt and contempt in her beautiful eyes: "You red-skinned bastard, are you worthy?"

Jens was taken aback.

Then got **** off.

Click, click, click.

Under the distortion of fighting spirit, the ten swordsmen who were nailed in the air had their limbs twisted like twists, their bones were shattered, and blood gushed out.

Mi Ruyan sighed inwardly.

But her eyes were extremely determined.

"Every swordsman and swordsman has long been prepared to sacrifice. Even if the endless flames of **** are burning, we have nothing to fear. Death and pain can only distort our flesh, but not our will. ...A sword can be broken, but not bent."

"A sword can be broken but not bent."

"Fight, fight, fight."

The surviving swordsmen roared and roared with true qi burning.

Jens sneered.

"Human race, your name is the weak."

"Your stupid and pathetic dignity... hehe."

"Woman, it doesn't matter if you don't want to cooperate. I can break your limbs, pull out your teeth, and remove your mandible... Orcs have too many ways to make a human woman like you Life is better than death..."

He waved his hand.

An invisible vindictiveness erupted.

The ten swordsmen who were nailed in the void were instantly shattered and exploded like blood mist.

Jans grinned grimly, and raised his hand to grab Mi Ruyan's chest.

Red palms, like devil's claws.

Mi Ruyan's body flashed with divine light.

The long sword in his hand can finally move freely.

Ding ding ding.

The long sword slashed on Jens' palm, splashing clusters of sparks.

The strength gap between them is too huge.

With a hint of despair in his eyes, Mi Ruyan slashed at his neck with his backhanded sword.

She knew very well what kind of humiliation a human woman would suffer if she fell into the hands of orcs.

Life is better than death.

Death is not scary.

Especially in the era when that guy has already fallen, Mi Ruyan has long been aware of her own destiny.

Swordsman, to die in battle is glory.

In this battle for his revenge, she is not the first to die, nor will she be the last.

The battle never ends.

Until the darkness crumbles, or the light dies.

At the moment when the sharp blade was about to cut the skin of the neck, Mi Ruyan felt a little relaxed.

I don't know if I can still see him after death comes?

When they were alive, the distance between the two of them was further and further apart. They had lived together and died together. In the small warehouse in the outskirts of Yunmeng City, she had left the best short time in her life—although That is wronged and fleeing.

For Mi Ruyan, it was a scene in a girl's dream at that time.

But unfortunately, after that, the interaction between him and her became less and less.

There are so many excellent girls around him, she is like a stupid child who is at a loss, being constantly pushed out and out, and in the end she can only stand far away from the crowd, quietly Look at him who is getting brighter and brighter.

Until I heard the news of his death...

Mi Ruyan experienced a painful torment like destruction.

No one knows.

She tossed and turned countless nights, and tears wet countless pillows.

She knew very well that she was just one of many desperate girls.

Unique, but also ordinary.

But today, everything will be liberated.

Death was not what she wanted.

But if she died because of revenge, she would be willing.

However—

Ding.

Giant red fingers gripped the blade.

Jens got closer, hehe sneered: "I want to die, have I got the consent of the handsome? You just..."

The voice did not fall.

Mi Ruyan struggled to earn a living.

Chick.

A flash of blood flashed by.

"Huh?"

Jens looked at his arm in surprise.

Shoulders broken.

Red's arm hit the deck hard.

He looked across.

Mi Ruyan also showed surprise on her face.

She looked at the sword in her hand.

Not true.

It was not his own sword that cut off the arm of the Orc Warmaster.

Instead...

She turned her head to watch.

But I don't know when, a tall man in a black robe, with black hair hanging like a waterfall, appeared beside him.

He has a handsome face, regular facial features, bronze-colored skin, burning eyes, and exudes an awe-inspiring righteousness.

Mi Ruyan doesn't know this person.

I only felt the sword in my hand vibrating slightly.

It seems to be paying homage to the man in black.

The fighting spirit surged, and Jens' arm quickly regenerated. He stared at the man in black with vigilance in his eyes, and said, "Who are you?"

"Sword Demon Dugu seeks defeat."

The man in black opened his mouth slowly.

Sword demon Dugu seeks defeat?

Never heard such a title.

How did this guy suddenly appear? When Jens wanted to say something, the long-haired man in black suddenly raised his hand and shook his palm.

There is an invisible force surging.

Jens felt that the surrounding space began to distort, and then his body floated up uncontrollably, his limbs were twisted like twists, and his bones cracked and cracked inch by inch.

"Ah, I... ah."

Jens let out a scream, but was unable to struggle.

Red Nightmare Beastman's unique strong physical body and fighting spirit, in the face of such an invisible force, is fragile and vulnerable. It is twisted like noodles, with bone stubble piercing muscles and blood spurting.

The body is being crushed bit by bit.

"Big handsome?"

"Save the commander."

"Kill."

More than a dozen strong Red Nightmare orcs rushed forward frantically.

The black-haired man flicked his fingers.

Phew.

It refers to wind turning into sword energy.

The sword energy pierced through the air.

Amidst the sound of explosions, the strong Red Nightmare orc who rushed up was instantly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood like red fireworks, blooming in the air.

Second kill.

"Whoever offends my human race will die."

The black-haired man whispered and waved his hand.

The swords in the hands of the dead swordsmen, the swords that fell on the deck, buzzed and vibrated, and suddenly seemed to be revived, and floated up.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Thousand swords break through the sky.

The sword light flashed by, and the ferocious red skins fell to the ground like straw under a farmer's sharp sickle.

With a wave of his hand, the enemy chieftain was wiped out.

More than 4,000 elite Red Nightmare orcs, under the control of this black-clothed man who is known as the sword demon, turned into a starship with broken limbs and broken arms.

Cleared.

The swordsmen of the Sword Immortal Army Headquarters, who were injured in varying degrees of severity, fell into a deep silence as they looked at the scene that looked like a Shura blood prison around them.

"Ah..."

Jans' scream broke the silence.

This tyrannical quasi-star emperor red-skinned orc, his huge body was squeezed into a meat ball, blood dripped down, trying to revive his fighting spirit, but what he met was endless pain.

Boom.

There was an explosion.

In the end, Jens was crushed inch by inch, and even his soul was annihilated.

The commander of the 'Fire' Legion has completely fallen.

In the eyes of the swordsmen looking at the man in black, apart from shock, there was admiration and gratitude.

At this time, everyone can see that this person is a friend rather than an enemy.

"Thank you senior."

Mi Ruyan saluted immediately.

The man in black looked at the girl in front of him, with a soft look in his eyes, as if he had thought of something, he subconsciously and habitually reached out and stroked her hair.

Mi Ruyan was startled suddenly, and immediately retreated quickly.

She looked up, with a trace of guard in her eyes.

This action should not be done by someone meeting for the first time.

What's more, men and women are different.

Besides, she already has her own heart.

The man in black was stunned, then took a few steps back and said, "Sorry."

Mi Ruyan said: "Sword Immortal Army's 'mi' character department, thank you Senior Dugu for saving me, I didn't know you, Senior..."

The man in black waved his hand, smiled brightly, and interrupted: "You're welcome, I have met the founder of your Sword Immortal Army several times, and I admire him very much. It's a chance."

"Senior knows our general?"

Mi Ruyan was taken aback, and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, Lin Beichen, the sword fairy, is an outstanding person in the world. I was intimidated by his unparalleled demeanor, and I once had a fencing discussion with him."

Sword demon Dugu Qiubai said, feeling very emotional: "I have practiced swords all my life, and I thought I was unparalleled in the way of swords. When I met a sword fairy, I realized that there are such magnificent people in this world. What a pity... ...Heaven is jealous of talents.”

With a few words, Mi Ruyan moistened the eye sockets.

The other hundreds of swordsmen also had red eyes.

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The friends in Xi'an must take good personal protection.

Hardly publicize the official account [Crazy Sword in Chaos], talk about small plots every day, and have beautiful pictures