I, Copy Becomes Stronger

It might be difficult to find a person in such a wide mountain range!

At this moment, Tianxiong also fell into deep thought.

Although he didn't know why the famous human race left the human race team, but if they gave up now, they might not be able to wait for another single person.

Don't miss this opportunity!

Tianxiong looked at the mountain range in front of him, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he waved to his subordinates: "Everyone act alone, surround them from different directions, if you find traces of that human race, don't act rashly, use the communicator to report back immediately! "

That human race only had the strength of immortals, and the elite team he led had the lowest strength of true immortals.

As long as traces of that human race can be found, catching that human race is a piece of cake.

But he is not sure if there is any secret treasure of escape on the human race, just in case, it is better to be careful!

"Yes!"

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Chapter 910 Finding the Order of Combat Merit

after one day.

The members of Wuxin Sword Sect also came to a new city after a long journey.

Everyone looked at the crumbling plaque on the city wall. The dark red blood on it had solidified, but it still couldn't cover the words Xiangfengcheng.

You don't need to look at them to know that this is already a dead city!

The descendant of Jianhui took a deep breath, waved to everyone and said, "Let's go, go in and have a look, everyone be careful!"

Now they are not only looking for the battle merit order, they also have to be vigilant against the half-orcs at all times.

This extremely heavy pressure was on his shoulders, and it also made his temporary leader a little out of breath.

"Gudong!"

The group of disciples swallowed their saliva, and there was a flash of hesitation in their eyes, but finally they gritted their teeth, followed the successor of Jianhui cautiously, and walked towards Xiangfeng City.

Now that the sect can't return, if they don't follow Jianhui, where can they go?

"Tap Tap!"

The scattered footsteps of a group of disciples echoed continuously in the empty city. Every disciple held his breath and scanned his surroundings vigilantly.

However, when the whole city appeared in front of their eyes, everyone froze in place, and even the successor of Jianhui shrank his pupils, unable to speak a word in a daze.

A dead city, a real dead city!

There are broken limbs everywhere, blood red everywhere, and the whole city exudes an extremely strong smell of blood, as if what they inhaled into their chests and abdomen was not air, but blood mist.

Although this is not the first time they have seen such a scene, at this moment, they still have only one feeling: shocking!

The disciples of the Wuxin Sword Sect had even more fear in their eyes.

At the beginning, there were people from the Nine Great Exalted Forces present, so they didn't have much feeling. In addition, they were more concerned about whether Jiuxuan had betrayed the human race and let the half-orc race go.

Therefore, they didn't care about the corpses around them at all.

Even if I went back in time and saw everything that happened, it was more anger and unwillingness at that time.

Because they never thought that with their 1000 people, they would face the entire Orc clan.

At this moment, the scene in the time flow resurfaced in everyone's minds again, and it became more and more clear.

All the disciples were trembling and sweating, their teeth chattering constantly.

They seem to have seen their own future from those scenes!

There was unwillingness in the eyes of the disciples, but more fear and despair.

Because they know that when they encounter the half-orcs, it is the time for them to fall!

The descendant of Jianhui closed his eyes and took another deep breath.

He is also afraid, and he does not want to die!

His heart is also full of despair!

Even at this moment, he regretted it extremely, why did he fall out with that Jiuxuan in the first place!

But he knew that he couldn't go on like this!

Otherwise, all of them really have only a dead end!

"call--"

The disciple of Jianhui let out a heavy breath, waved to the group of disciples and said, "Everyone search separately, and see if there are any clues to the Battle Merit Order!"

The disciple who was worried at first turned pale again after hearing the order from Jianhui's successor.

They didn't expect that the successor of Jianhui would still be thinking about the Battle Merit Order at this moment!

Is he really not afraid of the half-orcs coming to kill him?

Looking at the motionless disciple, the disciple of Jianhui sighed, and said solemnly: "I know what you are worried about, but now, only finding the Battle Merit Order is our only hope!"

A Jinxian-level disciple said dissatisfiedly: "The only hope? I'm afraid this is your only hope?"