World of Warcraft Sword Saint

Rank...the height that ordinary people can only look up in their lives. But in the eyes of Star Rank just started...between the eighth and seventh. Although there is only a difference between the first step. But: don’t.

In the same way. The eighth rank is compared with the ninth rank stars. That is even more unreasonable. Step into the ninth rank, and you have the qualification to touch the legendary threshold of the sacred rank... Therefore, the ninth rank stars are countless on the mainland. The strong dreamed of the first step to step into the legendary realm. But above the mainland. The eighth rank is strong. Although I dare not say that it is like sand in the sea. But it is not as rare as the phoenix and feathers... and the star rank. On the entire continent, it will not exceed ten thousand digits... From here, it can be seen that the eighth rank and the stars|+

The orc empire. The land is extremely vast. But it is very barren. The huge population has brought pressure to the empire to survive. It has also brought countless powerhouses in the empire...

A huge population. It has created countless powerful people. Perhaps. Star-level. The orc empire is not as large as the human kingdom. But u

Therefore, for the four eighth-ranked powerhouses that suddenly emerged from the orc team, Ao and the others were not surprised. After a slight glance at the race of the four, they turned around.

Four eighth-order orcs. One werewolf. One. Tauren. One leopard clan...

After O'hao's careful arrangement, Lan Ying met the werewolves, Gonzal met the tauren, and Nicholas Snow met the leopards.

Liu Feng didn't interrupt. He didn't know much about these. So. It's better not to go out and do something foolish. Quietly sit cross-legged on the cushion. Suddenly feel a resentment >)=. It turned out to be the orc side. The holy black-robed man.......

The corners of his mouth curled in disdain. The **** popped out. The series of actions that pointed down fiercely. The black-robed man was slightly stunned at first. It seemed that he was thinking about this action. But when he saw Liu Feng smiling disdainfully I couldn't help but burst into anger. I was cold. I was about to stand up.

A white and round arm stretched out from behind. Pulling on the black robe. Jiao don't worry. Later, I will give you a chance to fight him. Haha."

The black robe turned slightly. Looking at the pretty face of Qiaoxiao Yanxi, he snorted coldly. He threw the black robe out of Anji's hand, but turned his head away. He ignored Liu Feng's provocation.

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In the arena. Lan Ying stood against the werewolf with a cold face. In his hand _: The big magic wand leaped above the palm of his hand. Hold it tightly. Feel the elements between the world and the earth. Cold voice:

The werewolf's face changed. He smiled grimly and said, "Take it off one by one. See if your mouth is still not so hard."

Lan Ying smiled coldly. His left hand stroked over the blue magic robe. He tilted his head slightly. He mocked: Dirty orc. Do you only use your mouth

The werewolf's eyes flashed ruthlessly. No more nonsense. Directly drew two daggers from his waist. The tip of the dagger. The dark fragrance lingers. It is slightly purple. It must have been painted with huge poison.

The cold light flashed in Lan Ying's eyes. He sneered and quickly danced his magic wand. He was injected on his body. He felt the surging magic elements in his body. He hooked his fingers at the werewolf in disdain.

The werewolf sneered. His toes hit the ground fiercely. The man had turned into one