Chapter 8

A flash of light flashed in front of him. He rolled back 18 times and avoided the rear of the arrow tower.

"Ho," a dull sound, a four foot five or six inch long, small thumb thick and sharp as a needle, flew close to don't beg's body and sank deep into the ground seven or eight feet behind. The awn thorn flew by. Don't beg. You smell a faint smell of fishy sweetness. The awn thorn is obviously highly toxic.

Just now, among the villagers, two strong men could not dodge and were shot into their bodies by the same prick. In two or three breaths, the two strong men suddenly blackened and fell to the ground. Their bodies twitched rapidly. Two strong men two meters away soon shrunk to the size of ordinary children. Dirty blood sprayed out of their seven orifices and soon contaminated large pieces of the ground.

Don't make your scalp numb. The toxicity of this awn thorn is overbearing.

Across the river, at least seven or eight hundred savages rushed out with strange cries. They held a strong bow wrapped with trees and vines and kept shooting thorns one after another. With the sound of "hissing", waves of stings fell like raindrops, leaving the villagers near the suspension bridge in a mess.

There are more than thirty savages who have the fastest legs and feet, but only two or three wave stings. They have rushed straight along the floating bridge and can rush to the suspension bridge.

The old man who had just talked to don't beg suddenly raised the Li staff, and the five fingers of his left hand were like Qu feiqu. After pinching a strange printing formula, he took a fierce breath. The small, shriveled old man's chest suddenly bulged high. He roared loudly, and his five fingers suddenly shrunk and released.

In the flat ground, a strong wind rolled up smoothly, covering a space of more than ten feet.

A wave of spikes just fell from the air. The strong wind rolled up the spikes and shot at the savages who were about to rush up the suspension bridge. More than thirty savages were so frightened that they threw down their strong bow and jumped up desperately and plunged into the river. A few savages jumped a little slower, and the awn thorn deeply disappeared into their bodies. They were all black and angry in the blink of an eye.

Don't beg your eyes and stare at the old man. This move is also introduced in the theft Sutra. It is a variant of the ethyl wood spell, the exhalation of the most superficial and basic five element spell. The cultivation of the old clan is not high, and the wind rolled up only covers a radius of more than ten feet.

The skillful exhalation technique, once applied, can change the climate in a ten thousand mile radius. This is what the old people in this wilderness village can't do.

There was a piercing wind overhead. The villagers on several arrow towers had opened their powerful crossbows, and dozens of arrow monsters roared down. As soon as the savages who jumped into the river showed their heads from the water, powerful arrows hit their bodies one after another and shot them to death in the water.

Across the river, the savage leader surrounded by black smoke howled angrily. He raised his hands and shouted strangely. His body beat and danced for a while. The small mouth of a miserable green skeleton in the black smoke was spewed out by another green fireball.

The clan boss shouted, and the villagers at the suspension bridge dodged one after another. The villagers on duty on the arrow tower pulled up the sling with all their milk strength and were about to put the suspension bridge away. But the fireball just flew to the arrow tower with a sling. With a loud noise, the green fireball exploded, and a small half of the arrow tower was blown to pieces. Several villagers on the arrow tower were blown to pieces, and the suspension bridge fell heavily.

The wild people shouted excitedly. They dropped their strong bows, pulled out their broadswords from behind, and rushed down the pontoon with a cry of "ow".

The savage leader roared proudly up to the sky, and a large group of savages rushed out of the dense forest behind him. This wave of savages, with thousands of people up and down, also armed with various weapons, cheered and rushed to the village.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded from behind. The young people in the village heard the horn of early warning, grabbed weapons and rushed towards the head of the village. Mengcun has a thriving population. There are 13400 young and strong people organized, and all of them are tough and strong heroes.

The dog didn't know where he took out two long swords and lost one to Buqi.

"Don't beg elder brother, be careful yourself. Damn it, the two tribes of Qifu man and Huazu man have joined hands! Hey, otherwise they have the courage to touch our Mengcun village?"

Don't beg to take over the long sword. Your wrist suddenly sank. He bared his teeth and looked at the dog. Don't beg for a bitter smile in his heart.

The sword is five feet long and is as wide as an ordinary person's palm. The thickest part of the sword ridge is as thick as one inch and three minutes, and the weight is nearly 100 kilograms. This group of strong men in Meng Village is just suitable. Their strength and size are enough to give full play to the strongest lethality of this sword. But for don't beg, the sword is too heavy, too long and too thick. He can almost use it as a shield!

With a wry smile, he put the sword on the ground. Don't beg to look around. He pulled up a spike shot by a savage from the ground.

The little finger of the awn thorn is thick and thin. It is four feet five or six inches long and weighs no more than two kilograms. It is extremely tough. Don't beg to pull it gently with your fingers. The hardness of this awn thorn is equivalent to that of ordinary pig iron. This guy is just suitable for don't beg. What's more, this thing is highly toxic and its lethality is not under the giant sword.

The dog looked at him in amazement and shook his head in disapproval.

"Alas, don't beg brother, you are so strong! You can't find a woman in our Mengcun village!"

The son of a bitch's words are not malicious at all. They are pure well meaning ridicule. Don't beg, but your face suddenly turns red. He looked at the huge sword on the ground and shook his head. He really can't move this thing. Although he has inherited the book of theft, he has not had time for orthodox cultivation. He has not changed into Superman!

Take a deep breath, don't beg, hold the awn thorn and stand next to the pup. The awn thorn was firmly held in his hand, and there was a faint chill spreading around. Don't beg. First, the innocent water spirit Gang slowly injected into the awn thorn, and the thorn tip actually took a layer of light.

There was another dense sound of footsteps, and more than 1000 female villagers rushed out of the village with strong bows and crossbows. They occupied the high place behind the arrow tower, or the roof, or the rocks, or the treetops, and pulled bows and shot arrows one after another.

The howling continued, and like a crazy herd of animals, more than 50 savages fell on the spot. The thick and thin arrows of the thumb went deep into their bodies, and came out from the other side of their bodies, but there was no blood spilled.

The savage who was hit by the arrow howled miserably. His body twitched and died suddenly. Like savages, arrows in Mengcun village are also poisoned. Anyone hit by arrows, even if he doesn't hurt vital points, will never be saved.

The savage leader standing on the other side of the river howled angrily. He gnashed his teeth and began to twist his waist and turn his ass again. Suddenly, two blood gushed from his nostrils. The black air around him floated, and the miserable green skeleton hair in the black air made a sound like ghost crying and wolf howling. He opened his mouth fiercely and ejected three fist sized green fireballs.

Several ethnic elders shouted loudly, and the villagers standing near the suspension bridge retreated one after another.

Three green fireballs roared across the river and hit heavily near the head of the suspension bridge. Three loud noises came, and three large pits with a diameter of several feet were blasted on the ground at the bridge head. Large green flames splashed everywhere, making it impossible for more than ten feet to get a foothold.

The villagers who retreated quickly disturbed the ranks of the village women and made their archery speed drop suddenly.

At that moment, dozens of wild men with the highest stature and the most ferocious embroidery had rushed to the suspension bridge. They pulled out the small hand axe inserted in their belt and threw it at the villagers.

An old clan roared, "shield!"

Dozens of large shields made of several layers of animal skins were fiercely erected and firmly blocked in front of the villagers.

Each of these savages carried twelve hand axes, and hundreds of hand axes hit the big shield with the sound of breaking wind.

Dozens of villagers with big shields were shocked back and forth by the huge force on the hand axe. Several people were shocked to vomit blood, but they still straightened their bodies and firmly supported the shields. Don't beg to see the blood vessels on their arms burst, their palm skin and tiger mouth muscles were cracked, and the blood flowed all the way down the big shield.

The son of a bitch hit him with his elbow. Don't beg. He shouted in a low voice, "don't beg, brother. Don't be distracted. These barbarians dare to attack our village. They don't necessarily have any ghost ideas. If you're not careful, you'll die!"

Before the voice fell, more than a dozen hand axes had passed through the gap between the big shields and blasted into the queue of villagers.

The howl sounded, and more than a dozen strong men in Mengcun were beaten off the ground by hand axes, and blood gushed out of their mouths. There was a strong man who was hit by an axe in the chest. His whole chest sank, and several ribs were sticking out from behind him.

The pup shouted, "no, uncle Mengdi is gone!"

Seeing that the hand axe effectively killed the villagers, the savages cheered one after another.

An old clan suddenly shouted, and the arrows that had just thinned out suddenly became dense again. More than a thousand strong village women shot arrows together, and the arrow rain sealed the suspension bridge head. Just now, dozens of savages who threw their axes screamed one after another, and at least half of them were shot like a sieve.

The suspension bridge is no more than one foot and five feet wide, and the bridge deck behind it is already crowded with savages. The first dozen savages could not dodge the arrow rain. They could only learn from the first wave of savages who rushed to the bridge deck, gritted their teeth and jumped off the bridge deck.

Only to hear the screams constantly sounded, several strips like crocodiles, but the ferocious river fish with a sharp one horn like a knife suddenly emerged from the water. The teeth of these river fish were extremely sharp. They opened their big mouths and frantically rushed at the wild people. The wild people's arms and thighs were bitten off by river fish one after another, and the blood spread rapidly in the river.

The nearby river boiled. I don't know how many ferocious river fish rushed to the wild people who fell into the water with their big mouths open.

The arrows kept falling, and the savages on the suspension bridge could not enter or retreat. The situation was extremely embarrassing.

The old leader of the clan who used his breath breathing skill sighed with relief. He laughed and said, "these barbarians come to kill themselves again. They always come to our Mengcun to harass us three or five times a year, and each time they come back after a disastrous defeat. This is to give credit to our Mengcun!"

The villagers laughed and enjoyed the wonderful scene of arrow rain killing savages.

Just when all the attention of the villagers was attracted by the savages on the floating bridge, the sky suddenly darkened.

As soon as you look up, you can see nearly 100 Eagles with a wingspan of more than five feet falling rapidly from the sky.

Accompanied by the shrill howling, hundreds of short, feathered savages jumped from the back of the eagle with spears.

These savages landed directly in the queue of the villagers, and their spears stabbed the people fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, nearly 100 villagers were stabbed by spears and fell to the ground one after another.

The eagles jumped straight at the village women who stood high and arched. Their huge claws flew down. After grabbing several village women, they flew high into the sky and circled in the air.

The villagers' procession was in chaos, and the flying arrows suddenly stopped.

The son of a bitch's long sword suddenly fell to the ground. He hissed and shouted, "Damn it, how can bird man join hands with them?"

Sooner or later, like a poisonous snake, a spear pierced the dog's heart with a hissing sound.

When the dog saw the spear, he was unable to dodge.

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