Chapter 950

This first engagement did not produce a good result.

Zhou Hao swipes a knife, draws away the orcs, and then goes to catch the falling flute.

"Ah

Xiao Di was still screaming. Suddenly he saw Zhou Hao. His eyes were full of fear and cried, "I'm afraid of heights!"

Zhou Hao laughed and said, "I'll get used to it a few more times."

"Ah!"

"No

The flute screamed again and flew up high again, whizzing up into the air.

Zhou Hao rushed down again, killing with the orcs.

"Kill him! Kill him

The orc scholar is still shouting, but he only dares to shout behind the fierce orcs and dare not rush to fight with Zhou Hao.

"If you have the ability, you can come here. Let's go one by one." Zhou Hao stares at the orc scholar and shouts.

The orc scholar sneered and said, "I don't want to fight with you. I want to see you chopped into meat paste!"

Zhou Hao was really angry, but because of those orcs around him, he couldn't find a chance to rush out and teach the orc scholar a lesson.

These Orc friars around him were not very strong, but they were very difficult to deal with for a while.

Only for the time being, they should consume their spiritual power first, and then take advantage of their exhausted time to kill these bastards!

Of course, that Orc scholar must break it into pieces!

After this wave, Zhou Hao still failed to reap any orcs, but those orcs still did not leave any scars on him.

The orc friars were so shocked that they gradually felt a fear of Zhou Hao.

"Why does he seem unable to fight to death?"

"Don't say he can't die, he seems not afraid of knives and guns!"

"We can't hurt him with our guns and knives!"

...

"don't say we can't catch up with him

"How fast did you get away with him?"

"How can I fight it?"

...

a group of orcs had a headache for Zhou Hao, and they didn't know what to do with him.

The sword can't be hurt, and the spear and stick can't be killed.

How are you still fighting?

They only feel that their aura is consumed more and more. If they can't kill the boy again, they will have to retreat and fight another day.

The faster and more their spiritual power is consumed, the better it is for Zhou Hao, and the more dangerous it is for them.

However, they don't know what their opponents think.

These orcs thought Zhou Hao was just a little character who couldn't beat him. As long as they didn't continue to pester them, the other side would not pester them any more.

Therefore, they firmly believe that after a while their spiritual power is almost consumed, and if they do not fight, then their opponents will naturally not attack again.

Zhou Hao once again took the flute and said with a smile, "what kind, are you used to it?"

Xiao Di's face turned white and said, "you let me fight with them. If you want me to die in their hands, it's better than that!"

Zhou Hao said, "that's no good. We will not let you die in other people's hands."

Xiao Di frowned and said wrongly, "is that in your hand?"

Zhou Hao chuckled three times and said, "don't worry, I will protect you well."

With that, he threw the flute into the sky again.

The scream of the flute sounded again, loud and distant, as if resounding through the sky of haotianjie.