"Jin Bao, Saint One, you guys have to play with them slowly.
You must force them to use their trump cards.
I think that they and those elders must have some secrets. "
Zhang Xing transmitted his voice.
"Don't worry, boss. Playing with them is as easy as playing."
Jin Bao chuckled.
Saint One only nodded slightly and did not say anything.
"My name is Tuman. Which one of you wants to go first?"
A guard stood out and looked at Zhang Xing and the other two arrogantly.
Saint One stepped forward.
"I'll take care of this native first!"
"Native?"
Tuman hated it when humans called them natives, and the orcs did not like this word either.
However, Saint One could not change his identity at the moment, so he said it casually.
"Hmph!
I wanted to play with you a little longer, but you've angered me.
I'll limit it to three moves. If I can't defeat you in three moves, I'll admit defeat! "
Tuman's expression turned cold, and a vicious look appeared in his eyes.
Saint One narrowed his eyes and glanced at him with disdain.
"Three moves?
That's too little. How about three hundred moves? "
"What?
How dare you mock me?
You think I can't defeat you in three moves? "
Tuman's anger rose three feet high again.
Coupled with the totem on his face, he looked even more ferocious.
For many years, their master had come back from the Beastmen Tribe as a victor, swaggering back.
These guards felt that their value had doubled.
Humiliating them was equivalent to humiliating their master. The orcs had never dared to say such arrogant words before.
However, today, both sides had completely fallen out. He felt that the orcs in front of him did not seem to fear them anymore.
Without thinking, he immediately made a series of complicated gestures with his hands and chanted a spell.
Suddenly, a terrifying evil aura spread out from his body.
It instantly spread to where all the orcs were standing.
Whoosh!
King Bimeng and the others had high cultivation and did not feel anything.
However, the orcs below the sage realm couldn't help but shiver.
At this moment, there was a rumble and a monster suddenly appeared beside Tuman.
"What is this thing?"
King Bimeng and the others were stunned.
A two-meter-tall monster with a thin face and a goatee appeared. It was a faint purplish-red color with two horns on its head.
The monster seemed to be still in a daze, but after a while, his eyes lit up.
The hearts of all the beastmen trembled.
The monster's eyes were too terrifying.
In addition to the black pupils in his eyes, there were also very obvious cracks and blood vessels.
Their eyes were filled with greed and cruelty as they looked at the orcs.
What made the Orcs even more surprised and inconceivable was that the monster was actually standing upright.
Furthermore, the monster was holding a black whip in its front hooves.
F * ck!
A monster that looked like a goat was holding a weapon …
"Wheeze!"
A strange voice came out from the monster's throat.
Everyone thought he was shouting.
However, Zhang Xing's expression darkened.
"Ah, food!"
He understood what the monster was saying.
Even though the words were muffled, Zhang Xing could still hear them clearly.
He had heard this language before.
That was the language of the little devil summoned by Grand Marshal Wen Tianxia in the camp of Grand Marshal Wen Tianxia.
This was a species of the Devil Clan!
Zhang Xing instantly understood that the Totem Clan had received help from the Devil Clan.
Or rather, they were controlled by the Devil Clan.
The Totem Clan had probably obtained the inheritance or evil seed left behind by the Devil Clan.