Rebirth of the strongest magic chef

Chapter 327
The sword energy whizzed and fell into the crowd, like a stormy sea suddenly rising from a calm lake in an ancient well.

Where the sword qi passed, white light rose one after another, and the end of the sword qi hit the third child and the middle-aged man.

The two people's eyes widened, and they were directly torn into powder by this unparalleled sword energy.

"This time, we brought more than 200 people and released the flares in advance, just to deal with me?" Jiang Yan touched his nose, looking a little helpless.

A group of dark players froze for a moment, no one ran away this time, they all rushed forward screaming.

However, they have long been familiar with Jiang Yan's pissing nature, and they know that if they run away, they will die, and there is still a chance of survival under desperate efforts.

Of course, in Jiang Yan's view, these people have no chance at all.

Even though the spells and feathered arrows fell on him, seeing a group of warriors rushing in front of him, he smiled, held the sword in both hands, and swung it around vigorously.

Surrounded by a circle of sword light, at least twenty players around him were all dead!
Full moon cut!
Now that Jiang Yan has blessed the Son of the Forest, all attributes have been increased by 100%. At this moment, he is completely equivalent to a Super Saiyan, and the enemies in front of him, let alone bosses, are not even ordinary mobs.

Not far away, a group of new long-distance occupations were stunned. They were indeed temporarily summoned players to ensure the team's leveling.

I thought that with two hundred people, even the lemon popsicles would not be able to please, but I didn't know that the scene was such a one-sided massacre!

Jiang Yan's eyes quickly fell on them, and a sword qi swung out, instantly forming a vacuum area a few meters away.

With his current 6000 points of attack, plus critical strikes and curses, a burst of sword energy is at least 10+ terrifying output, not to mention these low-level players, even if the current top players come, there is a 99% probability of being defeated. A one-hit instant kill will never please you!

The situation on the field quickly changed from a hundred people besieging one person to one person chasing and killing a hundred people.

But seeing the afterglow, Jiang Yan charged like a mad bull, waving his long sword, bringing out one after another white light.

No one is the enemy of his sword!
In less than 10 minutes, 3 players from the No. [-] Dark Club were slaughtered by Jiang Yan, and the crime value had soared to [-] points!
The ID on the top of the head automatically appeared, and it was as dark red as blood, revealing a ghostly strangeness.

The equipment all over the floor was floating, but it was difficult for Jiang Yan to see it.

With a chuckle, he disappeared, left the Temple of the Cursed, and headed towards the Nightmare Plain again.

Being killed three times back and forth, I'm afraid everyone will be annoyed?

Not only can it hurt the morale of the enemy, once this kind of thing gets out, the dark empire will also become a laughing stock.

With the temper of the Dark Tiger King, he might personally lead tens of thousands of people to encircle and avenge him, searching all over the map.

But Jiang Yan is not false, 3 minutes of the son of the forest is enough for him to be among ten thousand people, but the cd is too long, as high as 24 hours.

Fortunately, the Nightmare Plain is wide enough and the level of monsters is high. Relying on the group invisibility technique, even if the Dark Empire really sent out [-] people, it would be impossible to catch him.

Returning to the Nightmare Plain and eating the pot of hell and demons, Jiang Yan continued his solo journey of ancient orcs.

After more than half a day of single-swiping, Jiang Yan's skills have become extremely proficient, and now he can kill an ancient orc in a dozen seconds, and counting the gold coins and materials, it takes less than half a minute.

Still no equipment or other trophies were revealed, at least after a dozen orcs of ancient orcs were collected, Jiang Yan stopped and meditated slightly.

"The number of ancient orcs seems to have decreased? According to my memory, there is an army of orcs in the depths, and the number of orcs will not decrease at all."

In Jiang Yan's memory, there are ancient orc troops stationed in the depths of the Nightmare Plain, and there are continuous replenishment of soldiers every day. Therefore, there are only a lot of these wandering orcs on the outskirts of the plain, not to mention that even he can Perceived significantly less.

After more than half an hour of brushing, Jiang Yan found that the situation had not diminished, so Jiang Yan had to give up brushing monsters for the time being, and started walking towards the depths of the plain.

If you want to know where the problem is, you can directly explore the source, and you will be able to get a perfect answer.

Along the way, I encountered many sporadic ancient orcs, and naturally dealt with them one by one. After more than an hour, my eyes suddenly brightened.

With a mountain range as the junction, the left side is as dark as deathly silence, while the right side is as bright as day.

One after another, yurt-like tents are located on the ground, densely packed, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

Dozens of Mongolians surrounded a huge camp, but it seemed small compared to the entire camp.

Numerous small camps formed a big camp, and at the end of the big camp, a black castle could be seen rising from the ground, straight into the sky.

A curl of cooking smoke rose into the sky, and Jiang Yan looked from a distance, and could see many ancient orcs walking around the camp.

"Sure enough, it's an army of ancient orcs, at least hundreds of thousands!" Jiang Yan said in shock.

A level 120 ancient orc is enough to dominate the current players. Once these hundreds of thousands of ancient orcs are dispatched, they can completely sweep the players.

"In that dark castle, there is either a god-level Lich King or a god-level Dread Demon King, who can destroy the world." Jiang Yan murmured.

Level 100 is the real watershed between players. Once you reach level 100 and complete the advancement, it is enough to leave other players far behind.

Even the enemy of a hundred people, the enemy of a thousand people is not a problem.

The Nightmare Plain was once hailed as the grave of players below level 100. It is precisely because the ancient orcs are too powerful that as long as players below level 100 enter, 99.9% of them will die.

Only players who have reached level 100 and completed the advanced stage can easily swipe the monsters here.

And it was limited to the periphery, with hundreds of thousands of ancient orcs galloping up, even a city could be razed to the ground in an instant.

What's more, in that ancient castle, it is not known which demon king or demon king is sitting in command, one person is worth tens of thousands of people.

But these are still too far away from Jiang Yan. His top priority is to slowly brush up some lonely ancient orcs, and strive to reach level 100 in these two days, and then complete the job transfer.

He walked in the direction of the mountains, watching from a distance, hoping to find the reason for the decline of ancient orcs.

A narrow valley.

This is the most convenient passage for the orc army to go to the Nightmare Plain. Most of the ancient orcs who went out to look for food chose to make their way from here.

At this time, four or five ancient orc figures appeared in the valley.

These ancient orcs are all tall and burly, with muscles all over their bodies, and barbs all over their maces, making them look particularly ferocious.

The ancient orcs were taller, at least 2.5 meters tall, and the fangs protruding from their mouths were sharper and longer. If you really want to describe them, they are almost comparable to ivory.

It's just slightly flawed in length and more curved.

The weapon in his hand is also a mace, but it is about ten feet long, which is equivalent to an extremely long mace, and its appearance is even more ferocious.

There is a line of small characters on the top of the head: [mutated ancient orc] (elite monster, lv. 125)!
A mutated ancient orc, a level 125 elite monster, without thinking about it, this monster is far more powerful than the ancient orc.

The ancient orc can hit Jiang Yan with a maximum of 5000+ blood. This mutant ancient orc might be able to hit 7000+. For Jiang Yan, it must be close to an instant kill or even a one-hit instant kill.

At this moment, a slightly tall figure descended from the sky, crashed to the ground, and blocked the way of the five orcs.

It was an extremely tall human man, wearing dirty animal leather pants, with a bare upper body and bare feet like an orc. He also had extremely well-developed muscles, almost on par with an orc.

A thick beard covered most of his face, but his eyes were looking forward. He held a black giant hammer in his hand. There was a sharp blade protruding from the top of the hammer, hanging on the ground.

The mutated ancient orc roared loudly, and the four ancient orcs behind them slapped their chests fiercely, and rushed out brandishing their maces.

The man's expression was unmoved, he strode forward, stepped down, landed several feet away, and instantly appeared in the middle of the four ancient orcs, raised the black sledgehammer, and swung it violently in a circle !
With a sound like a watermelon splitting, the brains of the four ancient orcs burst, and the four headless corpses fell down limply.

The mutated orc not far away let out an extremely angry roar like a beast, and with a movement of his body, the spear-like mace fell down.

The man raised his head slightly, obviously shorter than the mutant orc, but the gaze in his eyes seemed to be looking down from above.

He smiled extremely contemptuously, and lightly waved the sledgehammer in his hand. There seemed to be a roar of lightning, and a thunderbolt flashed away. His flesh and blood shattered into tens of millions of pieces in the blink of an eye.

The sledgehammer fell to the ground again, and the man turned his eyes and landed on the bushes in the distance.

"Come out, young junior."

After a while, Jiang Yan bent over, crawled out in embarrassment, and touched the back of his head.

Seeing Jiang Yan, the ID above the man's head automatically appeared——

Lightbringer, leader of Lordaeron Legion, Uther!
"Bright Messenger! Uther!" Jiang Yan couldn't help exclaiming.

"Why, you know me?" Uther was a little puzzled.

"I don't know, I don't know." Jiang Yan chuckled.

Just kidding, this person in front of him is the leader of the Legion of the Alliance of Lordaeron, his status is equal to that of the Kingdom of Silvermoon City, even in comparison, he is much higher than Darren.

The Alliance of Lordaeron is an alliance of several countries, which is equivalent to the five secondary main cities of Silvermoon City joining together!
And this Uther also has a very special identity: the master of Prince Alsace.

This prince Alsace is none other than the death knight who was killed by Jiang Yan at the beginning!
"The one in your hand is Frostmourne!" Uther said in a deep voice with a sudden gleam in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)