Chapter 294

Ye Ziheng held a lot of things out of the box, but before he had time to be happy for a long time, his entire face sank in the next second.

Not far ahead, another group of orcs appeared, they were of the third rank, and the number seemed to be about the same as the group of monsters just now, not much less than them.

"Damn! This is a fart!"

Ye Ziheng was going crazy, if ten or twenty third-rank orcs came, he might be able to resist, but now he came directly to 100 just to deal with it, how could he win the fight!

The speed of the third-rank orcs was much faster than that of the second-rank orcs. When Ye Ziheng was in a daze for a while, the orcs had already rushed over.

Seeing this, Ye Ziheng had no choice but to hold on to the black iron rod and the blaster in his hand, and fight them to the death among the beast crowd.

But ten minutes later, the beast was killed by Ye Ziheng five or six times, but Ye Ziheng was already exhausted, his hand holding the gun was trembling, looking at the side and smelling himself The seventy or eighty orcs in the group were panting non-stop.

"Boy, didn't you get some recovery pills just now, use him quickly, or you will be hacked to death by them and you will have nothing."

When Ye Ziheng heard this, he reacted abruptly. Without further ado, he took out a few pills from the storage ring and stuffed them into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Ziheng felt the exhaustion in his body gradually disappearing, his physical fitness gradually recovered, and his whole body returned to his original state. He rushed to many orcs again and fought them.

For the next hour or so, Ye Ziheng has been relying on this style of fighting. If he has strength, he will live, and if he has no strength, he will retreat to the corner and eat the elixir. All were killed.

"The host kills 100 third-rank orcs, and the physical strength +1000 points."

"Current physical fitness: 4840+1000=5840."

His physical fitness has increased by a full thousand points. Normally, Ye Ziheng would be able to wake himself up in his dreams, but now Ye Ziheng just wants to cry.

One hundred third-rank orcs, a whole hundred, if not for some recovery pills, Ye Ziheng might really be belching.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziheng couldn't help but feel sad for a while, and then, the corpses of the orcs disappeared again, and the box under Ye Ziheng's feet appeared again.

Looking at the box in front of him, Ye Ziheng wanted to kick him away, but when he thought of the good things inside, he couldn't help feeling soft-hearted and couldn't do anything.

But thinking that he might be attacked by a hundred fourth-rank orcs later, Ye Ziheng had no choice but to retract his outstretched hand.

Although it is useless to procrastinate, Ye Ziheng really wants to take a good rest now. He really feels that he is going to be tired like a dog, and he must take a good rest.

"What the hell does that bastard want to do? I don't have any deep hatred with him. Is there any need to mess with me like this?"

Ye Ziheng complained, his voice full of helplessness.

"Did your kid sleep with his wife?"

The voice of the Blood Feather Demon Venerable faintly entered Ye Ziheng's ears, and Ye Ziheng gave him a blank stare.

Sleeping with someone else's wife? Please, I am still a child now.

(to be continued)