Soul Echo

Zhong Ye didn't open the system panel to check the information, and his near-supernatural perception ability already let him know what happened to him.

Holding the iron block in his left hand and the hatchet in his right hand, he suddenly jumped to the left at the moment when the troll rushed in front of him and throws a punch.

Fisting in the air, the troll swung his right leg, but he was able to reach the toe of his shoe.

Zhong Ye rolled to the ground and got up, his muscles tightened instantly, and he ejected his body.

The troll claws scratched downward, Zhong Ye's silhouette twisted weirdly in front of the claws, dodged, and at the same time swung the hammer axe to cut a wound on the side of the monster's knee.

With powerful body control, the warrior suddenly stopped his forward rush after crossing the troll's side, rolled back and landed on the troll's back.

The troll's hunched back straightened up instantly, and his arms turned back to grab it, making a profit.

Zhong Ye flexed his legs, half-squatted on the ground, twisted his fingers, released them for a moment, and turned the hammer ax in his palms.

The troll and Zhong Ye turned around at the same time, but its huge body only turned halfway, and the sound of "Dang" sounded, causing severe pain in the popliteal fossa.

"ao!"

monster screamed, his thick and long arms smashed to the ground, and his bloodshot eyeballs drove his head to search for the abominable silhouette.

Zhong Ye's breathing was a little short, and he pulled out an iron block from his belt again, his facial muscles pulled the corners of his mouth, and his excitement reverberated in his chest.

With both arms on the ground, the troll is like a liger, running on the ground on all fours.

One of its legs was injured and it couldn't run, but luckily it knew other ways to move.

Zhong Ye greeted him, leaping high before colliding with the troll.

The troll seemed to have predicted it long ago, his body suddenly flipped, his two long arms suddenly waved, and slapped into the air from both sides - Zhong Ye's body was in the air.

Five fingers bent, making ripples in the air, pulling the wind, and then, clapping!

The troll widened his eyes, but he could only watch the little person turn over from his palms with his arms as support.

Two streams of angry air spewed out from the nostrils, the troll howled and straightened his upper body, his claws couldn't catch up with Zhong Ye's silhouette.

While his body was still in the air, Zhong Ye threw up the iron block, and when his feet landed, he swung the hammer axe into a semicircle and struck the iron block.

The iron blade slashes the skin, cuts through the muscle, and digs deep into the troll's knee!

Scorching blood spurted out, dyeing the sight of Zhong Ye and the troll red at the same time.

Using the roll, Zhong Ye avoided the troll's deadly embrace and gasped violently.

The previous action made him consume a lot of physical strength, so that the breathing rhythm could not be maintained, and it was difficult to be lucky.

But the troll has been disabled by him, and the two iron blocks are embedded in its knees - even with the life force of the troll, want to bypass the two iron blocks, or put the two iron blocks. It will take a long time for the legs to recover.

Compared with monsters, the biggest difference between humans and monsters lies in their wisdom. It is not a problem to use their minds to use the weak to defeat the strong.

After a while, Zhong Ye picked up the axe and walked towards the troll.

It was also at this time that the troll noticed that his wounds had not healed, and that pain and obstruction were continuously coming from his knees.

It wanted to reach out and dig, but Zhong Ye's silhouette slammed into place and suddenly appeared beside him.

The offense and defense are ectopic at this moment!

The troll roared and waved its claws, but how could it compete with Zhong Ye's agility without both legs?

The shadow of the axe swept past, the troll's left wrist was suddenly open, the broken bones and muscle fibers were exposed to the air, and countless blood spurted out.

What made the troll surprised and angry even more was that this time Zhong Ye didn't run away, but stood on the spot, holding the axe back, if it hadn't retracted his arm in time, only half of it and his wrist were left. The left hand, which is connected to each other, will be chopped off by this axe.

Fear appeared in this monster's heart for the first time.

Zhong Ye took a deep breath and slashed with an axe.

After retreating for the first time, the troll could no longer have the courage to counterattack, and raised his arms in panic to block.

Piece after piece of flesh was plucked off, the flesh splattered, and the ground was dyed red. Zhong Ye was bathed in blood with a hideous face.

In this brief moment, he's more of a monster than a troll!

Zhong Ye drove an iron nugget into the troll's left elbow, followed by another iron nugget into its right shoulder.

Stomping on the troll's chest with one foot, Zhong Ye gasped violently and twitched the corners of his mouth.

The limbs are broken and the wound cannot be healed - the iron block is locked in the troll's body, and it is difficult for even the troll to pull the iron block out.

"roar!" the troll roared, spitting.

But this time, its roar not only did not show strong and terrifying, but instead has several points of ridiculous taste.

Zhong Ye grinned, pulled out an iron nugget again, and punched it into the monster's throat.

The troll did not die because of this. Even if the head was cut off, it could regenerate a head, but the wound was blocked, and the powerful life force could only be used up.

Taking a few deep breaths and letting strength return to his body, Zhong Ye put the hammer ax back into his belt, bent over and carried the troll on his shoulders, and walked towards the town.

The troll's head was hanging on the ground, his eyes were still rolling, his mouth could open and close, but his throat was cut off and he couldn't roar.

When passing the pouch, lift it up easily.

The sound of the battle outside the town finally disappeared, but the townspeople and merchants gathered around the town's pier and were at a stalemate.

The merchants and mercenaries wanted to escape by boat, but the townspeople did not allow it, because there were so many fishing boats, it was impossible to leave with everyone, and they did not believe that after lending the boat to these foreigners, They will also come back for pickup.

The pier was a mess, and some people even jumped directly into the water and swam along the coast. Anyway, there were so many people on the pier, and the troll was impossible to chase after him.

But not everyone can swim, so people still need boats.

Marcelo was held in his mother's arms, watching the quarrels of the adults intensify, and even the tendency to pick up weapons to fight.

The children's cries only sounded for a moment, and they were scolded by the adults who looked after them. Panic was written on everyone's faces, even those mercenaries and adventurers who used to brag about how powerful they were. They are all apprehensive, visiting from time to time in the direction of Zhenkou.

Over time, this unease is turning into boredom and anger.

Only Marcelo noticed that the sound of the battle was gone, he looked worriedly towards the town's mouth, tugged at the corner of mother's clothes, and told her about it.

Molly widened her eyes, looked around in a hurry, squeezed through the crowd with Marcelo in her arms, and whispered a few words to a middle-aged man standing in front of the townspeople.

"Stop arguing!"

The middle-aged man threw the harpoon to the ground and glared at the opposite, "The battle outside the town is over, let your servants Soldiers stand outside to protect us, otherwise no one will want to leave!"

As soon as these words came out, all the voices disappeared.

The eyes of the merchants and townspeople turned to the mercenaries and adventurers, and some people immediately shouted: "What are you looking at? Let us go now, or don't blame us for swords!"

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The mercenaries and adventurers raised their weapons, looked fierce, and approached the merchants and townspeople.

The crowd was crowded, and some people were pushed and fell into the water, making the situation even more chaotic in an instant.

"teacher!"

A surprise shout suddenly sounded, and Marcelo waved his hand excitedly. If it wasn't for mother's stubborn hold, he might have run past.

dong!

Zhong Ye threw the troll to the ground and glanced at those who looked astonished as if they had seen a ghost.

"I need a cart and a horse."

The mercenaries and adventurers withdrew their weapons awkwardly, looked at each other in blank dismay, the merchants and the townspeople is also like this.

None of them thought that this Easterlander could really kill the white troll, and thought he was just bragging like the other adventurers.

Zhong Ye heard the movement by the water, frowned, "Someone fell into the water, don't you go save them?"

On hearing this, the townspeople realized When someone fell into the sea, they rushed to the rescue.

Marcelo broke free from mother's arms and ran to Zhong Ye excitedly, ready to see what the rumored white troll looked like, but he raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't get close, it's not dead yet."

As soon as these words came out, the air seemed to freeze.

People turned their attention from Zhong Ye to the trolls on the ground.

——not 'kill', but 'catch alive'? !

"Gudong..."

I don't know who it is, I swallowed unconsciously.