When Ye Piao first saw the legendary saint, the first person in the killing world, he was as if he was struck by huge thunder, and stayed at the door of the tent with a burning outside and tender inside.

If Ye Piao was asked to describe his mood now, Ye Piao would never find any words to describe the strong shock in his heart.

Shock, absolutely shocking.

In Ye Piao's life when he came to another world, he was shocked when he heard the real story told by his teacher Ernest.

And now, facing this peak figure who appeared in front of him and was truly present, Ye Piao's heart was instantly shocked by extremes.

Hemachun, the most powerful man in the orc empire, is essentially obvious difference from orcs no matter how Ye Piao looks at it. He is about thirty years old and is about to his second brother Afrodis. His long green hair is casually scattered in his ears, gently covering the ears that only humans can have. His long eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was half drunk and half awake. His upturned nose and his inadvertently slightly raised lips add a charming softness to the entire handsome face that originally had a faint majesty. If the faint beast patterns on his face are removed, Hemachun is completely a human.

Staring at Hemachun's handsome face that was almost the same as a human, Ye Piao felt as if he was struck by lightning, and he was stupid!

As if he didn't care about the strange look at Ye Piao looking at him, Hemachun was wearing a thin yellow dress, with his chest wide open, revealing his smooth and shiny and solid chest. He leaned against the high-stacked bedding in the tent, putting his left hand on his knees and his right hand was carrying an exquisite wine pot, pouring the wine flowing out of the pot into his mouth, feeling leisurely, and there was no saint like a saint...

Although Ye Piao made many guesses and was mentally prepared at the same time, when Ye Piao saw the Hema Chun in front of him who was dressed in disheveled, leisurely and drinking fine wine leisurely, he could not believe that the "human" in front of him who was no different from humans and surprised him was the legendary saint of the peak powerhouse of the Orc Empire, the saint of power fist, Hema Chun.

With his lips slightly moved, Ye Piao murmured to the figure in front of him with shock: "You are Hemachun, the legendary killing fist saint Hemachun?"

After moving his body and posing in a more comfortable position, Hema Chun suddenly smiled as he held the wine pot. The handsome face with a faint animal pattern looked dark and smiled so naturally without any pretentiousness.

After pondering for a moment, Hemachun leaned on the soft quilt behind him so comfortably and smiled: "What? When you see me, it is different from what you think in your heart? Is the so-called killer, the saint of Power Fist, going to have a fierce face and a strong figure?"

After exhaling a long breath, Ye Piao forced himself to calm down and could make more accurate judgments and thoughts.

Staring at Hemachun's handsome face filled with smiles, Ye Piao's reply showed a bitter smile.

"Of course you are Hemachun, of course you are the unique killer and saint of the peak powerhouse of the Orc Empire, the Power Fist Saint. This was confirmed when I felt the power on you."

The voice paused slightly, and Ye Piao's words changed: "However, respected Saint Hemachun, you should represent the interests of orcs now more! For you, human beings seem to be far away, just like the stars in the sky. Otherwise, how could you become a saint of the orc empire for more than a hundred years, guarding the wild orc country and never set foot in the human kingdom? I believe that the saints are also disappointed with the human beings who are unchanged in the human kingdom!"

A terrifying killing light flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes, and Hemachun nodded approvingly to Ye Piao.

And at that moment, Ye Piao could clearly feel that the entire space where he and Hema Chun were instantly filled with a terrifying force. The strong murderous intent almost instantly imprisoned all the space around him, making him almost unable to help but take action.

The spirit instantly climbed to the highest point, and Ye Piao broke through the shackles of Brahma in the blink of an eye and entered the state of absolute control of Brahma.

Although the other heart above Brahma is extremely calm, the ordinary heart in the space where Ye Piao and Hemachun are still shocked.

Damn, is this the real power of a saint-level powerful man? Just a faint murderous intent released in an instant can force himself, who is already a ninth-level powerful man, into the realm of Brahma.

Horrible, so terrifying.

Compared with Hemachun who was drinking leisurely in front of him, the Santa Cruz in his eldest brother's hand could not even be considered a nonsense. If he had met a "real" holy-level powerful man like Hemachun, he would have absolutely no more trash left.

After seeing Ye Piao still looking calm and calm, Hema Chun nodded in praise again.

Relying on the soft quilt behind his back, Hemachun stretched out his free left hand to Ye Piao, pointed to the floor that was approaching him, and smiled and said, "Sit!"

Seeing Hemachun's gesture, Ye Piao was not restrained, and just sat casually on the thick felt like Hemachun.

He handed the wine pot in his hand to Ye Piao. Hema Chun completely ignored the wine stains at the corner of his mouth dripped into his exposed chest. He just gently wiped the remaining wine stains at the corner of his mouth with his hand, and smiled at Ye Piao and said, "Try this pot of good wine, but does not share it with others. It is the most serious crime in the world."

Without hesitation, he took the wine pot in Hemachun's hand. Ye Piao held the wine pot in his right hand, tilted slightly, and a transparent water line exuding a strong aroma of wine flowed out of the mouth of the pot.

He raised his head slightly, Ye Piao opened his mouth to connect the tilted wine line into the mouth, and after a loop, he swallowed it all into his abdomen.

After a while, Ye Piao swallowed the last drop of wine left in his mouth to make his mouth fragrant and savored endlessly, and handed the wine pot in his hand back to Hemachun.

Thinking of Hemachun's generous appearance, Ye Piao reached out and wiped the wine stains on his mouth with his white sleeves, and extended a thumb to Hemachun and exclaimed: "Wine is good, the pot is better!"

A little stunned, Hemachun smiled and gently shook the small exquisite silver pot in his hand, saying, "Talking to you really saves a lot of time. You can always discover things that others cannot find. No wonder you have become a ninth-level strongman at a young age. On the mainland, you may be the fastest person to practice!"

A faint bitter smile flashed across his lips, and Ye Piao said in front of Hemachun without hesitation: "A bullshit ninth-level strongman, if the ninth-level strongman is really that powerful, I would not have been chased from the king to the prairie like a dog, and I was almost destroyed by someone. Speaking of which, I also want to thank you. If it weren't for your reputation as a killer, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance to drink with you now."

He didn't care about Ye Piao's filthy words in front of him. Hema Chun just smiled slightly, leaning comfortably on the soft bedding, and said lightly: "Although it's very vulgar, it's undeniable that you told the fact that no one else knew. The ninth-level strongman is indeed not omnipotent, and the saints are not omnipotent, otherwise how could those saints in the battle of saints hundreds of years ago fall?"

The moment Hemachun said the last sentence, the calm divine thought above Ye Piao Fantian suddenly vibrated, and a faint murderous aura emanated from his originally relaxed body in an instant.
Chapter completed!