White Tiger

"Bang!"

The wide sword seemed to be dancing too happily and did not want to stop. After spinning the petite Vilis more than ten times, it threw her to the ground.

Vilis lay on the ground for a few seconds before jumping up. Although she stood very steadily, her eyes were still rolling.

She was so dizzy.

The eight orcs were already beheaded.

The old orc woman was also cut in half and fell into a pool of blood.

At this moment, Chu Xiaoye started to envy the human body again.

At least, they could use weapons and move faster than wild beasts.

This little girl, who was called the Chief Great Swordmaster of the elves, had been cold and indifferent previously and was unwilling to even look at them. Now, she suddenly chased after them. Clearly, something had changed.

Chu Xiaoye did not relax his vigilance.