Chapter 243

The strength of the witch people is based on the power of hatred, while the barbarian friars are based on the courage of blood essence!

Those lines, like the lines of different colors carved on the skin, are the barbarian lines used by barbarian monks to mobilize the power of blood essence around the body.

It's like the power of the witch family's hatred. When caught off guard, the witch family friars can even step up to hurt unknown high-level friars. The barbarian blood essence magic power also has strange power, which can pollute the friars' magic tools and corrode the friars' magic 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, but others obviously didn't know that this group of strange people in front of him was not from this world. Fortunately, the cultivation strength of the barbarians in this small community was not too high.

Liu Zhifei still took the lead. The magic instrument flickered in the air. The oldest of several barbarian adult friars was beaten to pieces by Liu Zhifei's melon hammer in the face of crisis.

Several barbarian friars immediately roared, but Liu Zhifei didn't have the joy of killing his opponent at this time. Instead, his face changed greatly in an instant, and even the corners of his eyes twitched. An unspeakable pain came from the spiritual consciousness, and a strange dirty force directly attacked the spiritual power contained in the magic weapon. At that moment, he even felt that his connection with the magic weapon was cut off.

Fortunately, Liu Zhifei has been on the battlefield for a long time. When he killed one of the other side and other barbarian friars swarmed forward, he still rushed forward at the same speed, and instantly narrowed the distance from his own magic weapon. The intermittent connection before suddenly became closer, and the magic weapon that almost kept calling finally staggered back, Back under his control.

Liu Zhifei surrounded himself with several barbarian friars. Several barbarian friars encouraged the power of Qi and blood, but Liu Zhifei didn't resist at this time. Fortunately, at this time, several other team members had killed him and shot at the barbarian friars who besieged Liu Zhifei to solve Liu Zhifei's siege.

Once the two sides were engaged in the battle, although the fighting methods of the barbarians made the people extremely uncomfortable, after all, there was a great gap in cultivation between the two sides, and they were soon suppressed. Several barbarian young friars were even killed by the magic power of the people at the beginning, but the people were surprised at Liu Zhifei's reaction. They didn't know why he just showed such a big flaw, Could it be that the barbarian friar who had just been killed by him was really very powerful, making his spiritual power unsustainable for a time?

Just at the moment when a trace of doubt flashed through the hearts of the people, Liu Zhifei suddenly shouted, "be careful, these people are strange and can pollute people's magic tools and bad people's spiritual knowledge!"

Everyone was surprised, especially those who had magic tools in their hands. They all regarded the magic tools as their lifeblood. Hearing Liu Zhifei's reminder, they all trembled. However, at this time, they had to bite their teeth to burst out the magic power. At the same time, they poured their spiritual power into the magic tools like money to protect the body of the magic tools.

Different from others who knew little about the barbarians, Yang Junshan tried his best when he saw these barbarian friars. Among them, only a few middle-aged barbarian friars who finally appeared in the tent had about barbarian accomplishments, equivalent to ordinary martial arts friars, And he is also a low-level martial arts monk.

The rest of the barbarian youths who returned from hunting were just barbarians in terms of cultivation. They were equivalent to monks in the world. They were not worth mentioning at all. As for those barbarian children, although they inherited the bold nature of barbarians, the barbarian patterns around them had not yet grown, but they had no cultivation.

Moreover, because he knew the characteristics of barbarian friars, Yang Junshan never used magic tools from the beginning, and these local barbarians were not worth it. Now he exposed his second arrow magic tool, snake kiss bow, and just responded to the enemy with magic power.

I saw his palms press down, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank a foot. More than ten feet away, a Tu man who was condensing the power of Qi and blood all over his body suddenly felt a great force coming from his feet, and then the whole person rose in the air like flying clouds and fog. Before he fell, he felt a dark shadow flash across the corner of his eyes, followed by a feeling of depression, All the organs in the internal organs turned into powder. The blood from the mouth broke down with a large number of internal organs, and then fell on the ground like a broken cloth bag.

From beginning to end, Yang Junshan did not give his opponent the opportunity to fight back, nor did he hedge against the barbarian friars' own magic skills.

But at the moment when Yang Junshan killed the barbarian friar, several exclamations came from around him. Xiong Xiyi's magic weapon made a great contribution and injured a barbarian monk across the street. But Tu man sprayed all his blood essence on her magic weapon at the moment of serious injury and vomiting blood. In an instant, a green smoke rose, and Xiong Xiyi felt that the magic weapon in her hand was like a leaky spoon, The psychic power filled in it immediately began to vent.

At the same time, Fang Zhonghui also exclaimed. The Petite Female practitioner had average strength in the third team. When she met the enemy's fighting method, she always only picked the weakest opponent, but she didn't let her choose every opponent.

After narrowly avoiding Wang Zong's attack, a barbarian monk knew that the strength of the foreign monks in front of him was far higher than them. This time, he was spared. So he tried his best to gather the power of Qi and blood around him with the second magic skill that he followed Wang Zong's hand. A blood snake formed by the power of Qi and blood avoided Wang Zong's interception, Tengkong bit Fang Zhonghui, who seemed to be the weakest, and the man Xiu was hurt by Wang Zong again. He saw that he was dead.

Fang Zhonghui just followed behind Yang Junshan and killed a young man manxiu. She didn't expect to be attacked and killed by people who sacrificed their lives. She was overwhelmed. She quickly gathered a magic power to resist, but she was easily torn by the snake of Qi and blood. Then she couldn't dodge. She was bitten on her arm by the snake of Qi and blood.

The moment Fang Zhonghui was bitten by the snake of Qi and blood, she felt that the whole person seemed to be swept away by the flood of breaking the dike in an instant. Countless waves rushed left and right in her body, and finally directly stirred the Qi and blood around her to rush towards her heart.

Qi and blood attack the heart. This is the most common attack method of barbarian magic powers!

Fang Zhonghui's injury also surprised other members of the third team. However, at the beginning, except Yang Junshan, no one was aware of the seriousness of the matter. They just thought it was an ordinary injury, and the skill Fang Zhonghui practiced was quite special for the recovery of the injury.

However, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Just after the people wiped out all the barbarian friars, Fang Zhonghui fell straight back. Then the whole person convulsed violently, and his face was red and white for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Liu Zhifei looked very ugly. He thought it was just an ordinary bandit suppression, but unexpectedly, there were accidents one after another.

In fact, the strength of the other party is really not enough, but the emergence of this group of people itself seems very strange. The magic power is also strange. There is a small red mark on the hammer surface of the medium-quality magic instrument round hammer in his hand, which is stained by the friars who have just been killed by the hammer, and the original smooth surface suddenly becomes rough and potholes, Liu Zhifei, who is preparing to upgrade his life magic weapon to the top grade, is very distressed.

Seeing Fang Zhonghui lying on the ground twitching, they were at a loss for a time because they didn't know why.

When Qi Zhou saw this, he had to squat down and put his spiritual strength into Fang Zhonghui's body to help her resist the injury in her body. This is also a first aid method commonly used among monks.

But unexpectedly, Yang Junshan suddenly stretched out his hand to block him. Seeing Qi Zhou's unclear eyes, Yang Junshan said in a deep voice: "don't do that if you don't want her life."

Wang Zong stepped forward and said, "did you just watch her die?"

Yang Junshan looked at Wang Zong and didn't speak. Xiong Xiyi's magic tools were also corroded by the power of Qi and blood. At this time, he said coldly, "how do you know that she will die if you enter the spiritual power?"

Yang Junshan also ignored it. He just squatted down and looked at Fang Zhonghui who was twitching. It seemed that Zeng was observing something.

Liu Zhifei also looked very impatient at this time and said, "Xiao Yang, do you have a way?"

As soon as Liu Zhifei's voice fell, he saw that Yang Junshan suddenly took a hand and slapped Fang Zhonghui's abdomen. Fang Zhonghui, who was originally lying on the ground and twitching, immediately raised her head and feet at the same time, and then a blood arrow shot three feet high from her mouth.

"What are you doing..."

Qi Zhou was shocked and angry, but without saying a word, Fang Zhonghui, who was lying on the ground, no longer twitched. Then he woke up slowly. He saw the people say, "what's the matter with me?"

Qi Zhou quickly squatted down to comfort. Yang Junshan stood up, but he saw that several others were looking at the place where the dirty blood had just spattered out of Fang Zhonghui's mouth. At this time, all the grass there had withered and died, and even the ground had been corroded.

Luo Bingkun took a breath and said, "what a strange magic power that can hurt people's blood in the air. What is the origin of these people? How can they have never been heard of in the cultivation world before?"

They all shook their heads and looked at Liu Zhifei. Liu Zhifei personally led the team in this battle. They had never heard the news before. It was obvious that he got the order from shake Tianzong.

Seeing the eyes of the people asking, Liu Zhifei shook his head and said, "I just obey orders. I don't know the details of these people. Does Xiao Yang know anything?"

They looked at Yang Junshan again. Naturally, Yang Junshan would not reveal that he knew the details of the barbarian friars. He just said, "I'm just involved in the operation of Qi and blood in my body. I just found that Miss Fang's Qi and blood operation is different, so I saw the right time and had a bold try. Unexpectedly, he succeeded. It's a fluke!"

Liu Zhifei's eyes lit up when he heard the speech and said, "it seems that Xiao Yang's forging technique is very clever. Only the top-grade forging technique and a small number of high-quality middle-grade forging techniques can accurately calculate the movement of Qi and blood in the monk."