Chapter 822

As the totem crazy orcs pass by, Chen Fang's ice splits appear around them. They cut 18 knives every second. The knives urge the extremely cold air to infiltrate and freeze the water in their bodies, so they can't make any action.

Chen Fang slowly put away the frost Tang Dao and breathed out a long white air.

It's easy to see, but it's a waste of money and effort, which makes him feel sad.

This move has no attributes. All the element effects are determined by the type of energy he inputs. Once a move is launched, each split cuts 18 swords. One split consumes four gold coins and 50 silver coins. It takes a total of eight gold coins to make up for the source energy. So this move just consumed eight hundred gold coins of Chen Fang, which he calls "infinite krypton gold chop".

Of course, in theory, this move can be cut infinitely, but Chen Fang's current source energy reserves can't do it. The full value of all the source energy in his body now is a little more than 800 gold. One hundred people and eighteen swords is the limit he can do now. In addition, reducing the number of people can increase the number of swords.

By the way, Chen Fang quantified the source energy in his body by swallowing the amount of gold coins, and graded his own skills according to the amount of gold coins consumed.

I don't want to say much about this classification. Anyway, it's related to heartache.

After killing hundreds of totem crazy orcs, it's not over yet. None of those crocodile totem beasts are dead, and they are going crazy because they lose the control of totem crazy orcs.

After eating a handful of gold coins from the storage space, Chen Fang, while waiting for the source energy to recover, dodges the attack of the crazy crocodile totem beast and lures dozens of crocodiles to one.

In a moment, the source energy recovered to 30%. Chen Fang charged close to the crocodile group and trampled on the ground, slowing down all the crocodiles.

Frost petals once again appear in Chen Fangshen week, and spread over the whole crocodile group.

"Drink"

Chen Fangyu drinks, long knives dance wildly, and the wind blows tornadoes. All crocodile totem beasts are taken to the sky, and frost petals attach to their bodies. Gradually, ice knots cover the surface of crocodile totem beasts, making them unable to move in the wind.

When the wind stops, it falls and breaks into debris.

Chen Fang's face turned black.

Temo's pushing too hard.

Chen Fang Haosheng is annoyed that he confiscates his strength and makes the totem mutant beast that could be left with the whole body fall to pieces.

Facing the meat on the ground stained with sludge and black water, Chen Fang wants to cry without tears, so many days of food is wasted by him.

And more than that.

"This wave lost another twenty gold coins."

Chen Fang thought that he spent 820 gold this time, but he didn't get anything. He felt a pain in his chest and almost smoked it.

"No, I have to go back to Gong Xiaobai for reimbursement."

Chen Fang took out a small book and recorded a new sum of money on it.

This small notebook is the only trophy he picked up on the battlefield before. It is a very common paper notebook with pen.

Originally, Chen Fang didn't even want to pick up such an ordinary thing, but he suddenly thought that he would lead his troops out and keep the gold coins consumed in each battle for accounting.

What he wrote above were all the gold coins he had consumed in previous battles. He carefully recorded them. Every stroke was very clear. What skills he had used and how many gold coins he had consumed were all written clearly. Moreover, in order to let people see clearly, Chen Fang carefully collected his account book and walked towards the depth of the swamp.

Deep in the swamp, in a disorderly stockade made of wood, Heiwu was discussing with several tribal chiefs who ran out with him where to go next.

"I think we should go back to the Western tribes and wait for the next year for the people to have enough blood." Said one of the tribal chiefs.

"When you go back to the west, do you think the priest of your tribe can tolerate you to continue to lead the tribe? Don't think about it. If you have a life to go back, you will die in a few days." Someone sneered.

This time, the totem tribe was divided into two groups, one was the ambitious group led by the patriarch, the other was the conservative group led by the priest.

The ambitious are mostly young and strong, while the conservative are mostly elderly.

Most of the young people of a tribe are taken away by the patriarch, and only some relatively old and frail old people are left to live in the harsh western wilderness. We can imagine how difficult it will be, and it is inevitable that they will resent the patriarch who takes them.

After the defeat, so many people died in each tribe. How can these patriarchs go back and explain to their parents who have lost people? If one or two are OK, it's not a matter of two or one now. In addition, if the priest is behind, they are likely to be killed by angry people.

"If you don't go back, what do you say? Just stay in the swamp? Our totem beasts don't adapt to this environment. Anyway, after today, I'm going to take people back. " The patriarch who spoke first spoke again.

He doesn't know what will happen when other people go back. Anyway, the priest of his tribe is his father. He can't escape punishment when he goes back, but he can't die. Moreover, when he comes out this time, his brothers are all dead, and his father can't change himself to be the head of the tribe, unless he can start the man-made plan, but that's impossible. In order to serve his ancestors and totem spirits wholeheartedly, the tribe will not go back The priests cut off the crotch and hung it on the door. It was dry. They couldn't connect it again, and they couldn't do it.After hearing this, all the tribal chiefs were silent. It was true that the environment was a big problem. Except for some totem beasts who originally lived in the wilderness or could adapt to the humid environment, other totem beasts could not adapt.

"First of all, if you want to go back, the tribe that can adapt to the environment here will stay. We will take the residence of the crocodile tribe as a stronghold to expand and continue to accept the people from the West. When it develops to a certain scale, we will go out of the swamp to settle accounts with those people."

"At the same time, I will contact the people in the South and ask them to send us materials."

After a moment's silence, black fog spoke.

"Yes, I'm afraid the Terran cavalry will come after me." A tribal head who was afraid of being killed said in fear.

"You think too much. Swamps are not suitable for cavalry. If they dare to come, they can't go out again." It was said with malice.

Black fog nodded. "I wish the Terran cavalry would come in, so we don't have to hide here."

In fact, Heiwu hoped that the guy who led the Terran cavalry could come in. No matter how slow he was, he found that Chen Fang was the soul of the Terran cavalry. As long as he killed that man, the Terran cavalry would not be afraid.

Then he shook his head again. People were not so stupid. How could they come in and die.

But as soon as the idea of black fog came down, a totem maniac Orc came in a hurry.

"No, the Terrans are coming in."

The patriarchs stood up in surprise, their faces changed.

"How could it be that the Terran cavalry were not affected by the swamp?"

If that's the case, everyone will be here today.

"Not a Terran cavalry, just a Terran."

After hearing this, all the patriarchs put down their hearts. Someone yelled, "you're just a human race. What are you afraid of? If you let someone kill you, go away."

"But no one can stop it. All the people who went up were chopped to death."

The patriarch's eyes widened. You were joking.

"It's true," said the totem maniac ORC

The patriarchs looked at each other for a moment, and then went out together. They wanted to see who was so powerful that no one could stop them.