On the edge of the river.
"Get up!"
A sawtooth fish was thrown hard by Fang Yuan and landed on the shore.
Its scales are bright, its teeth are sharp, and it exudes a ferocious aura. The most important thing is that the fish body is already as long as a person, and it can definitely be regarded as the king of saw-toothed fish.
When he landed on the ground, he flicked his tail and rushed towards Yue and Fang Yuan.
"court death!"
Fang Yuan pulled out the Black Mysterious Sword and struck hard.
Immediately, the sawtooth fish king's head fell off. Not only that, several layers of secret dark energy invaded its brain, internal organs and other vital parts in an instant, completely annihilating the fish's vitality.
"Chaos cloak, triple secret power!"
When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but nodded silently.
"The Luan Cloak Sword Technique has a total of nine levels of dark power. Only when you reach the ninth level can you be considered a master. But after that, there should be a realm where the nine levels of dark power are combined into one, and the power increases dramatically! This is the pinnacle of the ordinary world!"
Since it is ordinary, it will naturally be extraordinary and holy!
How high is his vision? Immediately, I saw the unfinished meaning of Luancapeng's sword technique: "If you want to transcend the ordinary and become a saint, you must start from the spiritual level. There is a vague description in the sword technique, and you must master the 'sword mind'!"
Wherever your thoughts go, nothing can stop you; wherever your intentions go, there is nothing you can't defeat!
The so-called knife thought is the union of man and knife!
People and knives are indistinguishable from each other. The knives in your hands are just like your own limbs. Only in this way can you enter the palace and climb to a higher realm!
"The second level of the inheritance land is to break through the level and test the combat power. Let's call the spirit of inheritance that way for the time being. Since I have been given these things, it is obvious that I must practice the Luan Cloak Sword Technique to the limit and cooperate with the Black Mystic Sword before I can break through. It’s possible to get through! If you can’t get through, you can still rely on the escape talisman to save your life!”
The laws of this world are different from before.
It is rare to have a secret book. Even if he is not a totem practitioner, Fang Yuan can only continue to climb up along this way.
"It's a pity... I used to use a sword, but now I use a knife..."
"swallow!"
Next to him, Yue sat cross-legged, and the Moon Rabbit totem appeared. After absorbing the blood essence of the fish king, he stood up and said excitedly: "I have finally been promoted to the middle stage of the plundering realm."
"Is it the mid-term period? The demand for fourth-grade totems is indeed relatively high."
Fang Yuan stared at the war marks emerging on Yue's body: "How is it? What abilities does it have?"
"Although I can't manifest a full-body horned dragon armor like Ming, I can still condense ice and protect most vital parts!" Yue closed her eyes, and a layer of ice armor appeared on her arms.
"The Moon Rabbit is indeed a totem of cold and water!" Fang Yuan nodded: "We can go back!"
During this period of time, while helping Yue kill the fish beasts, he also absorbed a lot of blood essence. In addition, the three-tailed fox beast had quietly advanced to the late stage of the plundering realm.
However, this bit of strength was hidden by him as a trump card.
"Speaking of which, if Yue is willing to cooperate with me now, I will have the confidence to challenge that eight-legged crocodile beast!" Fang Yuan was still worried about the shame of being chased and running away: "Unfortunately... Yue is not I would agree, not to mention that there is a barbarian arrow watching secretly."
After your cultivation level increases, the feeling of being spied on becomes even stronger.
Therefore, Fang Yuan still retained a lot of strength even when he was hunting.
"Okay, let's go back!"
Yue suddenly didn't realize it and clenched her fists: "I want revenge on Ming!"
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"Very good. Except for one who died in this trial, everyone survived, and the totems were promoted! You are all the hope of the tribe!"
Mangu stood on the high platform, holding a bone staff, and said happily: "Ming, you are the first one to come back, so I will give you this bottle of 'Bloodline Pill'!"
"Thank you, High Priest!"
Ming looked excited and stepped forward to take it.
"And... I will also give you the surname Man. From today on, you will be the blood warrior of my Feiman tribe, Man Ming!"
The Barbarian Bone Priest laughed and said.
"It's actually a pill!"
The eyes of the other young men below seemed to have green light.
There are many brave and ruthless barbarians, but real technical talents are very rare. Naturally, various magic pills and magic weapons are more precious than the outside world.
"It's actually a bloodline pill. This bottle is probably worth a strange beast. The high priest is really partial. After all, Youji and others came back together with Ming."
Yue stood next to Fang Yuan and spoke in a low voice.
"Who makes someone a third-grade totem, a true genius!"
Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders, expressing his understanding of the small partiality of these tribal leaders.
"High Priest!"
At this moment, Ming turned around and stared at Fang Yuan: "I will challenge Fang Yuan on my barbaric character!"
"I surrender!"
Seeing this, Fang Yuan immediately raised his hands and said.
"Betting on the word Man, you can imagine it. If I win, will I change my name to Man Fangyuan in the future?"
He thought very speechlessly in his heart.
Even the bottle of bloodline pill was not taken very seriously by Fang Yuan. After all, the bloodline essence of some unknown beast was refined into it. It was so complex that absorbing it would only increase the burden.
"In the name of a warrior, Fang Yuan, you must accept this challenge!"
When the high priest saw this, he immediately frowned.
"The high priest... is he helping Man Ming establish his prestige?"
Instructor Man Lei watched from the side, frowning: "After Ming came back, he accepted Ming as his direct disciple and trained him carefully, but this Man Ming's character is really not good!"
"All right!"
Fang Yuan dug his ears and stepped forward helplessly.
The teenagers immediately stepped back and stared at the two people in the field excitedly.
After all, they had seen Fang Yuan defeat Man Ming, so they were naturally looking forward to Man Ming's challenge again.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time!"
Man Ming stared at Fang Yuan and suddenly laughed: "I'm going to trample you under my feet! Drink!"
In an instant, he was possessed by the horned dragon armor and rushed forward.
At the same time, a force of the earth was aroused, forming spear-shaped thorns behind Fang Yuan.
"Ceratopsian armor, ground thrust! They are very skillful in their coordination. They must have worked hard!"
Seeing this scene, the high priest couldn't help but nodded with joy.
"Hmph, the cloak is messed up, a hidden power!"
Fang Yuan's figure turned to avoid Man Ming's pounce, and the back of the knife turned downwards, slashing at the back of his neck.
when!
Even with the horned dragon armor, Man Ming fell to the ground and fell to pieces.
"Um?"
The next moment, a burst of dark energy exploded, directly passing through the armor, causing him to faint.
"good!"
Man Lei clenched his fists and couldn't help but make a sound.
"Man Ming, lost again."
The Barbarian Bone High Priest frowned and looked at Fang Yuan: "Come here... tell me why your attack can penetrate the horned dragon armor?"
"Report to the high priest!"
Fang Yuan took his time and showed his war mark: "After being promoted to the middle stage of the Plunder Realm, I discovered that my shell was not an ordinary shell. It contained the power of water mist and illusion. Just now, Ming was hit by my mental shock and fainted. Past."
"Um?"
Mangu felt the spiritual power in the mist, and his eyelids twitched: "It is indeed a supernatural power. A totem that can use supernatural power is at least seventh grade! This kind of shell is rare..."
His original mentality was to let Man Ming establish his prestige and regain his confidence even if he sacrificed a ninth-grade totem.
But now, Fang Yuan's totem was not at the ninth level, but above the seventh level, and a subtle psychological change immediately occurred.
"Seventh-grade totems have the opportunity to cultivate to the realm of Dharma. Even if they fail to cultivate, they will still be the backbone of the tribe in the future..."
After all, Man Gu is the high priest, and he has to think about the tribe. He coughed: "Fang Yuan, if you practice hard and improve your strength, I will give you a bottle of bloodline pill, and Man..."
"Wait a minute, High Priest!"
Fang Yuan touched his nose: "I feel that with my strength, I can't bear the honor of Barbarian, so you might as well call me Fang Yuan!"
"That's it!"
Mangu gave a bottle of elixir to Fang Yuan and waved his hand.
Fang Yuan immediately bowed and returned to the group of teenagers.
"Fang Yuan!"
At this time, Man Lei quietly came over, his eyes bright: "How many styles have you practiced with the Splashing Wind Knife?"
"The three movements are complete, and I think there are still some unexplored changes, which seem to be in terms of strength..."
Fang Yuan began to use the descriptions of Luancai's sword skills to pretend that he understood it.
"Okay! Okay!!"
After just a few words of discussion, Instructor Man Lei's eyes lit up: "Among our barbarians, there are very few people with good understanding. These three styles of Splashing Wind are simplified from the Luan Cloak Sword Technique. You can come and find them later." I, I have some fragments in my hand, which are descriptions of the hidden power of sword techniques."
During the period of plunder, the power of totems was not fully developed, and the fighting skills of mortals still had a great advantage.
Especially the bloodline warriors in the tribe, most of them are also in the plundering realm.
It was rare to see someone with such a high level of understanding, and Man Lei suddenly felt a little itchy.
"Okay, everyone, go down and get ready. We will set off in a month to participate in the Beichen Department's grand ceremony!"
Behind Man Gu, there was some lack of interest. In addition to a little praise for Xiayue, who was also given the surname Man, they announced their disbandment.
"The Beichen Tribe is the most powerful tribe nearby. The Feiman Tribe can only be regarded as its subordinates and is protected by it. In the Beichen Tribe, a grand ceremony is held every three years, not only to provide exchanges and trade for the surrounding tribes, but also to select The meaning of young talents..."
Fang Yuan walked out of the square and thought silently: "That bottle of bloodline pill is of no use to me, but I can go to the market to see if I can exchange it for something!"
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"High priest, teacher..."
Man Ming woke up and saw Man Gu next to him, and immediately lowered his head: "I lost."
"Do you know where you lost? First, you underestimated the enemy. That Fang Yuan's totem was not ninth grade, but seventh grade, and he was biased toward illusions. You fell into the trap without knowing it!"
Mangu's voice was gentle and he analyzed: "Secondly, you are far behind the opponent in terms of martial arts. But it doesn't matter. As long as your horned dragon totem enters the Dharma Realm, he will never be your opponent. You will become a tribe in the future. Those at the top should be tolerant, and after defeating Fang Yuan, try to subdue him, he will be your most effective assistant!"