I, Copy Becomes Stronger

"Send reinforcements?"

Demon Lord Wantian smiled, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, he waved his hand: "Humans don't have this chance! Tomorrow the half-orcs will invade the human race in an all-round way. Do you think it is important for hundreds of millions of people, or these people?"

Will the high-level people of the human race give up the entire human race for the sake of some disciples?

How can it be!

Moreover, if he guessed correctly, the human race may have guessed the intentions of their major races.

Now it is just a battle of low-level combat power, and the high-level people of the human race will not intervene at will, because they are also afraid!

What's more, when they reached their level, they could easily destroy a heaven.

No one dares to make a move easily!

Miller nodded silently. In the face of war, it is naturally impossible to care about everyone's life and death.

After all, those hundreds of millions of people are the foundation of the human race!

If this is the case, this Jiuxuan is definitely dead!

But for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy in his heart. He felt that this seemed a little too easy!

Is he too suspicious, or is the revelation really wrong?

……

Tianxiang fairyland.

in a forest.

A group of a hundred orcs stopped, and all eyes were on the three humans on the ground.

The leading half-orc clan raised its chin to the two people next to it, and ordered: "Wake up the three of them!"

"Yes!"

The two half-orcs next to him responded, and immediately stepped forward, kicking the three disciples dressed in Wuxin Jianzong's costumes.

Feeling the pain coming from their bodies, the three Wuxin Sword Sect disciples were startled and opened their eyes suddenly.

They didn't forget the last scene in their minds - half-orcs!

The three disciples jumped up suddenly, arched their bodies at the same time, leaned back to back, and looked at the half-orcs who surrounded them with vigilance.

The sword follower in the lead clasped his trembling hands tightly. Although his eyes were full of fear, he still gritted his teeth and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

He originally thought that he would die when encountering a surprise attack by the half-orcs!

But he didn't expect that the three of them were still alive!

He was not rejoicing in his heart, because he knew that falling into the hands of the half-orcs might be more terrifying than death!

The leading half-orc looked at the sword follower contemptuously, showed his sharp claws casually, and said in a threatening tone: "Tell me, how many people from your human race have come this time? What strength are they?"

The pupils of the three Wuxin Sword Sect disciples shrank, and their complexions turned pale.

At this moment, they finally understood the reason why these half-orcs took them captive!

These half-orcs want to get the situation of the human race out of their mouths!

But the question now is, even if they betray the human race, will these half-orcs really let them go?

Chapter 920 Three Swordsmen's Determination

Jian Cong gritted his teeth tightly, with a look of determination in his eyes, and said to the two of them: "Fight, fight with them! Even if we betray the human race, they will not let us go. If there is a chance later, You can run one by one!"

The bodies of the two Wuxin Sword Sect disciples froze at the same time, and one disciple's eyes froze, and he said via voice transmission: "Sword follower, you can't..."

Another disciple also hurriedly said via voice transmission: "Jian Cong, don't be impulsive, maybe the disciple of Jian Hui will bring someone to rescue us!"

Jian Cong gritted his teeth, and the sound transmission said quickly: "It's too late, these half-orcs can't wait that long!"

He didn't want to die, let alone at the hands of the orcs.

But even if they betray the human race, these half-orcs can't let them go!

The only thing he can do now is to find a glimmer of life in this dead situation!

Jian Cong paused slightly, and his eyes became extremely firm: "Don't forget, we are the disciples of the Wuxin Sword Sect, we must not betray the human race, otherwise, if the sword's heart is broken, what is the difference between it and a cripple?"

The two disciples were silent, they already felt the determination in Jian Cong's heart.

Jian Cong wanted to create a chance for the two of them to escape!

The two looked at each other, with a hint of determination in their eyes, and silently made the same decision in their hearts at the same time.

At this moment, Jian Cong smiled, stood up straight, looked at the half-orc leader and said, "As long as you promise to let the three of us go, I will tell you everything I know, how about it?"

"Oh?"

The leading half-orc looked at Jian Cong with interest, and nodded: "Yes, as long as you tell me the secret of the human race, I will let you go. As for your companion..."

The leading half-orc clan flashed its sharp right claw again, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of its mouth: "Of course, you can also choose to sacrifice yourself, try it, and see if I will let them go!"

let go?

How can it be?