He Wen now has no time to care about what the orcs think of him.
Because Eric Darren had already raised his huge war hammer and rushed towards him.
He Wen didn't have much fear, but was a little happy because such a calm general chose to fight him head-on.
One is because the Knights are currently being held back by their own demon soldiers. Every second this war lasts, one more of their own demon soldiers will appear.
The second reason is that this forest definitely has something that this lord wants to obtain no matter what, so much so that he will not withdraw his troops even if he suffers more than half of the casualties.
And this target can never be an unpopular fourth crown prince like Eve.
But now he had to focus on the present.
Both the magic soldier and Cookie are fighting with the knight, and he must not call him back. In other words, this is an absolute one-on-one scene.
"Drink!" Eric Darren lost his war horse, but his running speed was still astonishingly fast. Even though he was holding a thousand-jin war hammer, it did not slow down his pace at all. In an instant, he had arrived at He Wen In front of his eyes, the war hammer in his hand also hit the thin man hard.
He Wen's current physical strength has been greatly strengthened. Even the orcs may be vulnerable to him. Therefore, when facing Eric, the giant hammer that destroys the world, he seems to be so comfortable. But he's not stupid enough to pick it up.
Instead, he jumped sideways with light steps, almost missing the war hammer. His wrist flicked slightly in the air, and the nine silver needles shone coldly with the luster of death in the moonlight.
At the moment when Eric's war hammer hit the ground, dust flew up.
He Wen's eyes flashed with golden light, and the power of the devil boiled in his body.
His hands were like sword fingers, and the silver needles shot out quietly, each needle shining with scarlet light.
These silver needles are not ordinary things - they were once treasures of doctors, nine-curved needles, but now, after being infiltrated by the power of the devil, these nine silver needles have become a weapon that harvests life and brings death.
Eric is not an ordinary person.
He suddenly felt the sharp and cold breath in the air, and subconsciously dodged it.
But no matter how strong he is, he is still wearing a heavy armor and the war hammer in his hand weighs a thousand pounds. Now his tall body and the armor that protects him from harm have become a burden.
Eric bent down to avoid three silver needles, but the other three silver needles successfully penetrated into the most vulnerable points in the gaps in Eric Darren's armor.
Then two more silver needles passed through the gaps in his leg armor and penetrated deeply into his thigh muscles.
The last three were hit on the left arm accurately.
When the silver needles came into contact with Eric's body, He Wen frowned suddenly. These silver needles did not penetrate the human body to kill him like they did before. Instead, they seemed to be hindered by some huge obstacle. It is generally difficult to move even an inch.
How could the skin of this sixth-level warrior be so strong? !
Just as He Wen was stunned for a moment, the war hammer in Eric Darren's hand swung again.
He Wen hurriedly dodged but was still knocked to the ground by the strong wind caused by the war hammer.
"Drink!!!"
Dr. Eric Darren roared angrily and raised his war hammer to hit He Wen who fell to the ground.
But just when his war hammer was about to fall, He Wen made a sharp hook with his sword finger. The places on Eric Darren's body that were stabbed by the silver needles instantly became extremely painful. At the same time, he felt something strange in his body. Energy began to invade his meridians and blood, and his combat skills and body reactions began to decline rapidly.
"heresy!!"
Eric roared at He Wen.
"What did you do to my body!"
"Sealing some meridians in your body."
He Wen took this opportunity and stood up immediately. When the war hammer hit him again, it was obviously not as strong as before.
Eric felt that his life force was rapidly passing away, and every muscle and blood vessel was filled with severe pain and weakness.
His hand wielding the hammer began to tremble, and the weapon, which was a symbol of precision and power, now felt like a heavy burden.
He Wen continued to dodge his attacks, while his fingers continued to move, and the silver needles continued to pierce Eric's acupuncture points from all directions.
The scarlet aura contained on the silver needle spread like tentacles in Eric Darren's body, making this powerful knight unable to concentrate.
"What kind of witchcraft...heresy...are you doing!"
Eric Darren struggled to breathe, but he found it difficult to even roar.
"It's not witchcraft." He Wen replied expressionlessly. "It's traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture. Of course, it also has a bit of fantasy elements. You don't need to go into it."
Eric Darren desperately wanted to fight back and relieve the panic-stricken invasion in his body.
But the feeling of gradual loss of power in his body was not a visible enemy - it was like an untouchable but deadly snake eating away at the vitality in his body.
"Ouch -" After a cry of grief, anger and despair, Eric Darren gathered the last remaining strength of his body and finally raised the heavy hammer high, trying to end the formidable enemy in front of him.
However, just as the war hammer swept down and pointed directly at He Wen's head, he fell directly to the ground as if his whole body was separated. The war hammer also broke one of his own arms.
"Uhhhhh!!!"
Eric Darren roared angrily.
He Wen couldn't help but sneered when he looked at the man lying on the ground in front of him and howling like a bereaved dog.
"Your soul is strong."
He walked up to Eric and slowly squatted down.
"More importantly, your soul will definitely tell me a lot of things I want to know."
He slowly raised his hand, and the silver needles began to surround him.
At this moment, Eric, who had been squinting and wailing just now, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He stretched out his hand suddenly, and his thick palm suddenly grasped He Wen's entire face. Before He Wen could react, he His body was knocked to the ground by the tall knight lord.
"My soul!? You want my soul!! Hahahaha!! Damn it!! So you are a demon!!"
Eric suddenly rode on He Wen. Although He Wen was resisting desperately, a powerful energy burst out from Eric's body at this moment, and the power actually suppressed He Wen.
Then Eric's only remaining iron-armored hand grabbed He Wen's entire head and kept exerting force.
"Hahahahaha!! You want my fucking soul!! Come on! Come and take my soul!!"
He Wen's eyes showed fear, and there were severe pains in his cheeks and head.
Does this man really want to blow his head off? !
And only with one hand! ? What kind of terrifying power is this? ? ?
