Lord Helanza

The afternoon sun shines through the dense tree canopy, leaving thin spots in the woodland.

There is a lot of humidity in the woodland. Although the sun is isolated from the outside, the forest cannot stop the erosion of the heat wave. The entire forest is like a huge steamer.

Native's shouting and killing sounded far away.

These natives of Handanal County were driven from the plains to the mountains by devils, but the natives didn’t seem to hate these devils very much. Instead, they caused trouble to the Grimm Empire warrior everywhere. The jungle guerrilla warfare has become the biggest problem for the Grimm Empire's logistics supply line.

The Grimm Empire occupied this land only for the rich resources of this land. Some slave traders in the Grimm Empire captured some natives at most and sold them to Roland continent. Some of the big lords in front of you become slaves. But in the eyes of the devils, these natives are just sour and smelly food...

The two natives guarding the native leaders soon discovered He Boqiang, and they regarded He Boqiang as a fall. In the back of the indigenous people, he saw He Boqiang running over, and pointed his wooden spear at the forward charging troops, and signaled He Boqiang to follow him.

He Boqiang never made a sound. When He Boqiang rushed to the place where the indigenous leader was less than 20 meters away, the two indigenous people finally discovered the difference in He Boqiang.

The indigenous leader also realized at this time that He Boqiang is simply not an aboriginal. He made a strange cry and directed the aboriginal brawny under his crotch to retreat, and the two aboriginals next to him held hands. With a wooden spear, he strode towards He Boqiang.

The distance of more than 20 meters is only a few seconds for He Boqiang and the two indigenous people. He Boqiang did not slow down in the running. He rushed to meet an indigenous person. When the individuals were about to collide with each other, the native pierced the wooden spear fiercely at He Boqiang.

He Boqiang used his feet to exert force, leaping high, and his Roman sword slammed out like lightning, slashing precisely on the native wooden spear.

The hardwood lance broke at the sound. He Boqiang took the opportunity to smash the aboriginal face with an elbow, and his knee was also against the aboriginal’s chest. A series of bone cracks sounded when the indigenous was hit. He Boqiang knocked down to the ground, and He Boqiang also stepped immediately across his body, moving towards the retreating indigenous leader to catch up.

Discovering that he could not escape, the native leader drove the native brawny under his crotch to face He Boqiang. The native leader waved the wooden stick with the fan flag in his hand and smashed it towards He Boqiang with a crimson. Of the fire.

He Boqiang was taken aback by the fire. He turned sideways and let the burning stick aside. The stick ran across his cheek, and the hot flame made his face feel a tingling pain.

The native leader was overjoyed when he saw that the blow worked. He ordered the native brawny under his crotch to chase forward.

He Boqiang is strong, but lacks combat experience. The native brawny carried the leader to chase, lifted his foot to He Boqiang’s abdomen, He Boqiang retreated awkwardly, his Roman sword instinctively Pierced forward, and his wrists were lifted upwards. A two-foot-long mouth was cut into the native brawny's chest. The abdominal cavity and thoracic cavity were cut open by a sharp weapon, and the internal organs were squeezed out along the wound and flowed. One place.

Brawny wailed and fell to the ground.

The indigenous leader riding on his neck also lost his center of gravity and fell.

He Boqiang didn't expect his body's instincts to react so fiercely. Just now he was a little flustered, his brain was blank, and the movements in his hands were completely subconscious, but he killed the burly man. Indigenous brawny.

The native leader who fell to the ground threw the Fanqi stick on the ground. At this time, he was about to climb over and retrieve the Fanqi stick. How could He Boqiang get it back? With his weapon, he clenched the Roman sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and threw himself on the indigenous leader, thrusting the sharp Roman sword into the back of the indigenous leader.

The native guard who chased up from behind took a wooden spear and stabs He Boqiang at the back of the neck.

In response to the instinct of the body, He Boqiang subconsciously lowered his head with his chest, the wooden spear pierced into the air against his scalp.

He Boqiang grabbed the wooden spear with one hand, and the Roman sword in the other hand pierced the native guard’s chest. The native guard held his chest and threw himself on the leader. He Boqiang worried that the native guard would have to Final Struggle, reaching out and carrying the messy broken braids of the native guard, fiercely wiped the native guard's neck with a Roman sword, and the native guard swallowed directly.

After killing three natives in a row, the blood in the body continued to rush, the heartbeat was like drumming, and He Boqiang was sitting prostrably on the forest clearing covered with dead leaves. The Roman sword was held tightly in the palm of his hand, and it fell to the ground at this moment, and the blood on his body quickly condensed, and the palm of his hand was a little sticky.

He Boqiang wanted to find some dry leaves and wipe the blood off his hands.

Before he sat on the ground to catch his breath, the indigenous people hidden in the jungle found that the leader was killed, and immediately screamed in the jungle. The voices came and went one after another. News of the death spread quickly.

Aboriginals from nearby areas surrounded the location of He Boqiang. The aboriginals have not arrived yet, but the messy arrows have flown one after another, and a wooden arrow just happened to land at He Boqiang’s feet. Lost strength.

He Boqiang saw countless natives approaching the group, so scared that he did not dare to hesitate anymore, he picked up the Roman sword on the ground and the long stick of the native leader tied to the banner, and moved towards the encircled circle. The gap ran away.

Probably the indigenous people who charged in the front also learned the news of the death of the leader. The indigenous people who charged in the front immediately collapsed, and countless native moved towards the single He Boqiang chased, without the slightest hesitation 'S gave up a triumphant victory.

He Boqiang was worried about being torn apart by the angry aboriginals behind him, and ran in the direction with all his strength. Some aboriginals wanted to stop He Boqiang on the way, but no one could stop him.

Behind He Boqiang, hundreds of indigenous people formed a fan shape, shouting desperately to chase He Boqiang.

He Boqiang also didn't expect that he would kill the indigenous leader singlehandedly, which would annoy all the indigenous people. He didn't even dare to look back at the situation behind him, only sullenly rushing forward.

I don’t know how far I ran, and I feel that my legs are getting heavier and heavier. The air inhaled into my lungs seems to be never enough. My throat begins to have some salty taste. He Boqiang knew that he had begun to experience exhaustion, but the natives kept biting behind him all the time, not falling far.

He Boqiang ran and ran and his feet were soft. He didn't know what he tripped under his feet, and his body flew forward uncontrollably.

He Boqiang’s face fiercely stuck to the woodland full of fallen leaves, and his body flipped forward, like a hard-landing earth plane, which covered all the large pieces of fallen leaves in the woodland. When I lift it up, the whole person is also confused, and my mind is blank, only a single thought:'It's over! '

Just when he was full of despair, a melodious horn sounded across the woodland, followed by a boiling cry of killing...