The root of the strength of the Wu clan lies in the power of resentment, while the foundation of the barbarian monks lies in the courage of essence and blood!
The lines of different colors that seemed to be carved on the skin were the barbarian patterns used by barbarian monks to mobilize the power of essence and blood all over their bodies. 、ybdu、
Just like the power of the Wu clan's curses, when caught off guard, the Wu clan monks can even jump up the steps to hurt the unknown high-level monks, the barbarian tribe's essence and blood supernatural powers also have strange powers, which can defile the monk's magic weapons and corrode the monk's supernatural power in the process of fighting.
Yang Junshan was ready when he confirmed that the community in front of him was owned by the barbarians, and the others obviously didn't know that the strange-looking aliens in front of him were actually not people from this world, but fortunately, the cultivation strength of the barbarians in this small community was not too high.
Liu Zhifei was still leading the way, the magic weapon flashed one after another in mid-air, and he seemed to be the oldest among several barbarian adult monks, and he was beaten to pieces by Liu Zhifei's melon hammer before he could even dodge and resist in the face of a crisis.
Several barbarian monks suddenly roared angrily, but Liu Zhifei did not have the joy of killing his opponent at this time, but his expression changed drastically in an instant, and even the corners of his eyes twitched, an indescribable sharp pain came from his spiritual consciousness, and a strange filthy power directly attacked the spiritual power contained in the magic weapon, and at that moment he even had a feeling that the connection with the magic weapon was cut off.
Fortunately, Liu Zhifei can be regarded as a battle-hardened person who has not been in danger for a long time, and when he killed one of the other opponents and the other barbarian monks surged up, he still rushed forward at an unreduced speed, instantly shortening the distance between him and his own magic weapon.
Liu Zhifei put himself surrounded by several barbarian monks, and several barbarian monks mobilized their blood and energy, but Liu Zhifei did not resist at this time, but fortunately, at this time, several other team members had already killed and attacked the barbarian monks who besieged Liu Zhifei, relieving Liu Zhifei's siege.
Once the two sides fought, although the fighting methods of the barbarians were extremely uncomfortable for everyone, after all, the gap in cultivation between the two sides was huge, and they were quickly suppressed, and several barbarian young monks were even killed by everyone's magical powers at the beginning, but everyone was also a little surprised by Liu Zhifei's reaction before, I don't know why he showed such a big flaw just now, could it be that the barbarian monk who was just killed by him was extremely powerful, making his spiritual power unsustainable for a while?
Just at the moment when this trace of suspicion flashed through everyone's minds, they heard Liu Zhifei shout suddenly: "Be careful, these people are a bit weird, they can pollute people's magic weapons, and bad people's spiritual consciousness!"
Everyone was shocked, especially a few people who had magic weapons in their hands, and they all regarded the magic weapons as their lifeblood, and when they heard Liu Zhifei's reminder, their hearts trembled, but at this time, the arrow had to be fired on the string, and they could only grit their teeth to burst out the magical powers, and at the same time, the spiritual power of the whole body poured into the magic weapon as if it didn't cost money, protecting the magic weapon itself.
Unlike other people who did not know much about the barbarians and took all their efforts under caution, Yang Junshan had already seen the general strength of these people when he saw these barbarian monks, and among these people, only the last few middle-aged barbarian monks who appeared from the tent had about the cultivation of the barbarian realm, which was equivalent to an ordinary martial realm monk, and they were also low-level martial realm cultivators.
As for those barbarian children, although they inherited the brave nature of the barbarian people, the barbarian lines on their bodies had not yet grown, but they did not have any cultivation in their bodies.
And because he knew the characteristics of barbarian monks, Yang Junshan had never used magic weapons from the beginning, and these barbarians were not worth exposing the second arrow magic weapon he had now, the snake kiss bow, and just used magic powers to deal with the enemy.
I saw him pressing his palms down, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank a foot, and more than ten feet away, a Tuman who was condensing the power of qi and blood all over his body suddenly felt a huge force coming from under his feet, and then the whole person soared into the air like soaring clouds and mist, and before it fell, he felt a dark shadow flashing in the corner of his eyes, and then he felt a stuffiness in the back of his heart, and all the organs in the internal organs turned into powder, and the blood that spewed out from his mouth was shattered with a large amount of internal organs, and then it fell to the ground like a rag bag.
From beginning to end, Yang Junshan never gave his opponent a chance to fight back, let alone hedge against the barbarian monk's own magical powers.
But at the moment when Yang Junshan killed the barbarian monk, several exclamations had already come from his side, and the magic weapon in Xiong Xiyi's hand made a contribution with a single blow, injuring a monk from the barbarian realm on the opposite side, but at the moment when the barbarian was seriously injured and vomited blood, he sprayed all the essence and blood on her magic weapon.
At the same time, there was also Fang Zhonghui, this petite female cultivator was originally mediocre in the third team, and she had always only picked the weakest opponent when encountering enemy fighting methods, but not every opponent was left to her to choose.
After a barbarian realm monk narrowly escaped Wang Zong's blow, he already knew that the strength of the foreign monk in front of him was far above them, and this time he would definitely not be spared, so he relied on the second spell that Wang Zong followed closely behind, and made every effort to condense the power of qi and blood all over his body, a blood snake condensed by the power of qi and blood, avoided Wang Zong's volley, and soared into the air to bite Fang Zhonghui, who seemed to be the weakest, and the barbarian cultivator was also severely injured by Wang Zong at the same time, and what he saw was that he was not alive.
Fang Zhonghui had just followed Yang Junshan and killed a young barbarian cultivator, who would have expected to be attacked and killed by someone who sacrificed his life and forgot his death like this, he was suddenly frightened and at a loss, and hurriedly condensed a spell magical power to resist, but was easily torn apart by the snake of qi and blood, and then he could no longer dodge it, and was bitten on his arm by the snake of qi and blood.
The moment Fang Zhonghui was bitten by the snake of qi and blood, she felt as if her whole body was swept away by the flood that collapsed in an instant, and countless waves rushed left and right in her body, and finally directly stirred the qi and blood all over her body and rushed towards her heart.
Qi and blood attack the heart, this is the most common attack method of barbarian spell powers!
Fang Zhonghui's injury also surprised the other members of the third team, but at the beginning, except for Yang Junshan, no one realized the seriousness of the matter, thinking it was just an ordinary injury, and the exercises practiced by Fang Zhonghui himself had a special effect on the recovery of the injury.
However, immediately after the situation took a turn for the worse, just after everyone had exterminated all this group of barbarian monks, Fang Zhonghui fell straight backwards, and then the whole person convulsed violently, his face was instantly red and pale.
"What's going on?" Liu Zhifei's expression was very ugly, he originally thought it was just an ordinary bandit suppression, but he didn't expect that there would be accidents one after another.
In fact, the strength of the other party is really not enough, but the appearance of this group of people itself seems extremely strange, this spell power is also weird, there is a small crimson mark on the hammer surface of the middle-grade magic weapon in his hand, that is, it was stained by the monk who had just been hammered to death, and the originally smooth surface suddenly became rough and pitted, which made Liu Zhifei, who was preparing to upgrade the natal magic weapon to the highest grade, feel very distressed.
Seeing Fang Zhonghui lying on the ground convulsing, everyone was at a loss for a while because they didn't know why.
Seeing this, Qi Zhou had to squat down to put his spiritual strength into Fang Zhonghui's body to help her resist the injuries in her body, which was also a common first aid method used among monks.
Seeing Qi Zhou's inexplicable eyes, Yang Junshan said in a deep voice: "If you don't want her life, don't do that."
Wang Zong took a step forward and said, "Are you just watching her die like this?"
Yang Junshan glanced at Wang Zong and said nothing, Xiong Xiyi's magic weapon was also corroded by the power of qi and blood, and at this time he said coldly: "How do you know that she will die when she enters the spiritual power?"
Yang Junshan also ignored it, just squatted down to look at Fang Zhonghui who was convulsing, as if Zeng was observing something.
Liu Zhifei also seemed very impatient at this time, and said: "Xiao Yang, do you have a way?"
As soon as Liu Zhifei finished speaking, he saw Yang Junshan suddenly make a move, slapping Fang Zhonghui's abdomen with a palm, Fang Zhonghui, who was originally lying on the ground convulsing, suddenly raised his head and feet up at the same time, and then a bloody arrow shot out of his mouth three feet high.
"What are you doing......"
Qi Zhou was frightened and angry, but before he finished saying a word, he saw that Fang Zhonghui who was lying on the ground was no longer convulsing, and then he slowly woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw everyone and said: "What's wrong with me?"
Qi Zhou hurriedly squatted down to comfort him, Yang Junshan stood up, but saw that several other people were looking at the place where the dirty blood that had just spat out of Fang Zhonghui's mouth was splashed, and the grass there had all died at this time, and even the ground was corroded.
Luo Bingkun took a breath and said, "What a strange magical power, it can actually hurt people's qi and blood through the air, what is the origin of these people, how can they have never heard of it in the cultivation world before?"
Everyone shook their heads, their eyes all looked at Liu Zhifei, this battle was led by Liu Zhifei himself, everyone had never heard the news before, it was obviously the order he got from the Shaking Heaven Sect.
Liu Zhifei saw everyone's inquiring eyes, shook his head and said: "I just obey orders, I don't know the details of these people, but does Xiao Yang know something?"
Everyone looked at Yang Junshan again, Yang Junshan naturally would not reveal that he knew the details of the barbarian monks, but said: "I just dabbled in the operation of qi and blood in the body, and I just found that Miss Fang's qi and blood operation was different, so I saw the opportunity to give it a bold try, but I didn't expect it to succeed, it can be regarded as a fluke!"
Liu Zhifei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said: "It seems that Xiao Yang's body forging technique is extremely clever, only the high-grade body forging technique and a small number of extremely high-quality middle-grade body forging techniques can accurately calculate the qi and blood circulation in the monk's body."