Peerless Taoist

Master Ying said that he was borrowing some magical energy, but in fact, they felt that the endless magical energy in their bodies was surging toward the grand formation, and they couldn't stop it at all.    

"What are you trying to do!?" Huangfu Tong roared angrily, and suddenly, an inscription flashed between his brows.    

He forcefully escaped from the grand formation, but he'd already expended too much magic, causing his face to be deathly pale.    

"If you choose to surrender now, then there's still time." Master Ying had a cold smile on his face.    

The grand formation beside him was like a bottomless pit, crazily devouring the magical energy of the surrounding people.    

"Stop!"    

"Despicable despicable person, to actually dare use this kind of method!"    

Curses sounded from the surroundings, and Master Ying turned a deaf ear to them.    

He smiled faintly and said, "It's you people who are too stupid. If you were smarter, would you still be able to enter my trap?"    

"Guys, hurry up and attack!" Master Ying suddenly shouted in the direction of the orcs.    

What!    

Everyone looked at Master Ying in shock.    

The orc chuckled. "Actually, we don't need to go through so much trouble. With our strength, they are no match for us."    

A black shadow flashed past, and a cultivator trapped by a formation suddenly screamed in pain. His head was instantly chopped off by the orc.    

His soul was about to escape, but the orc didn't give him the chance. It chased after him and hacked the soul in half with its axe.    

"Don't kill me, I... I surrender!"    

"Surrender, let me out!"    

When the other cultivators saw this, their expressions changed greatly, and they quickly shouted surrender.    

In an instant, white light after white light flashed, and all the cultivators who shouted for surrender were teleported out, and they lost the qualifications to continue fighting.    

In less than half an incense stick of time, all the other cultivators surrendered and left.    

For a moment, only Huangfu Tong was left staring at Master Ying with a pale face.    

"You are on Ninth Prince's side, right? Even if you get rid of all of us, will you be a match for these orcs alone?" Huangfu Tong gritted his teeth and said.    

Master Ying smiled coldly. "That is none of your business."    

"Old man, weren't you awesome just now? Come and fight your grandfather!" One! An orc roared and rushed toward Huangfu Tong.    

The orc stomped on the ground, causing the ground to tremble.    

He seemed to have used some kind of secret technique, and his body grew bigger with every step he took. When he arrived in front of Huangfu Tong, he had already turned into a giant about three meters tall.    

Huangfu Tong hurriedly used the few spells he had left to block it, but the Half-Orc's strength was unprecedentedly powerful. In a split second, he had completely destroyed Huangfu Tong's defense.    

With a dull sound, Huangfu Tong was sent flying by the orc.    

An uproar broke out in the surroundings.    

That was an Engravement Realm expert. Even in the Great Dragon Dynasty, he was a King-level existence!    

But now, facing the Half-Orcs, he did not even have the chance to retaliate.    

Ninth Prince angrily said, "He should know what he wants to do!"    

The Third Prince's face was also gloomy. The situation in the hall was very obvious. No one could stop the orcs.    

"I surrender." Huangfu Tong bitterly shouted surrender and left the arena without looking back.    

If this went on, he might not even be alive.    

Seeing that Huangpu Tong had left, Master Ying suddenly had a weird smile on his face.    

"I surrender, too!" Master Ying said directly.