The foundation of the strength of the witch clan lies in the power of curses, while the foundation of the barbarian monks lies in the courage of essence and blood!
The lines of different colors that are like carvings on the skin are the barbaric lines used by the barbarian monks to mobilize the power of blood and essence all over the body.
Just like the power of the Witch Clan's curse, when caught off guard, the Witch Clan monks can even jump up and injure high-level monks who don't know why. The Barbarian Clan's magical power of essence and blood also has strange power and can taint people in the process of fighting. The monk's magic weapon corrodes the monk's magical power.
Yang Junshan was already prepared when he confirmed that the community in front of him was owned by the barbarians, but others obviously didn't know that the strange-looking strangers in front of him were actually not from this world. Fortunately, this small group of people was not from this world. The cultivation strength of the barbarians in the community is not too high.
Liu Zhifei still took the lead, and the magical weapons flashed one after another in the air. The oldest one among the several barbarian adult monks was beaten to pieces by Liu Zhifei's melon hammer without even having time to dodge or resist in the face of the crisis.
Several barbarian monks suddenly roared, but Liu Zhifei did not feel the joy of killing his opponent at this time. Instead, his face changed drastically in an instant, and even the corners of his eyes twitched, and an unspeakable pain came from his spiritual consciousness. Suddenly, a strange and filthy force hit the spiritual power contained in the magic weapon. At that moment, he even felt as if his connection with the magic weapon was severed.
Fortunately, Liu Zhifei can be regarded as a battle-hardened warrior. Even after killing one of his opponents and other barbarian monks swarming up to him, he still rushed forward without slowing down, instantly closing the distance to his own magical weapon. , the previously intermittent connection suddenly became closer, and the magical weapon that was almost constantly summoned finally flew back staggeringly and fell into his control again.
Liu Zhifei's charge put him surrounded by several barbarian monks. Several barbarian monks mobilized their energy and blood, but Liu Zhifei did not resist at this time. Fortunately, several other team members had already killed him. They came up and attacked the barbarian monks who besieged Liu Zhifei one after another, and solved Liu Zhifei's siege.
As soon as the two sides engaged in battle, although the barbarian people's fighting style made everyone extremely uncomfortable, after all, there was a huge gap in cultivation between the two sides and they were quickly suppressed. Several young barbarian monks were even instantly killed by everyone's magical powers at the beginning. But everyone was a little surprised by Liu Zhifei's reaction earlier. They didn't know why he showed such a big flaw just now. Could it be that the barbarian monk he just killed was really so powerful that it made it difficult for him to sustain his spiritual power for a while?
Just when this suspicion flashed through everyone's mind, Liu Zhifei suddenly shouted: "Be careful, these people are a little weird, they can contaminate people's magic weapons and destroy people's spiritual consciousness!"
Everyone was shocked, especially those who had magic weapons in their hands. They all regarded the magic weapons as weapons. When Liu Zhifei reminded them, their hearts trembled. However, at this time, the arrow was on the string and had no choice but to shoot. Zhu Ya exploded his magical power, and at the same time poured all his spiritual energy into the magic weapon for free, protecting the body of the magic weapon.
Unlike other people who did not know much about the barbarians and were cautious and took action with all their strength. When Yang Junshan saw these barbarian monks, he had already seen the approximate strength of these people. Among these people, only the last The few middle-aged barbarian monks who appeared in the tent had approximately the cultivation level of the barbarian realm, which was equivalent to ordinary warrior realm monks, and they were also low-level warrior realm monks.
The remaining barbarian youths who returned from hunting are only beginners in terms of cultivation, equivalent to monks in the mortal realm, and are not worth mentioning at all. As for those barbarian children, although they have inherited the brave nature of the barbarians, they can't see anything about them. The barbaric lines have not yet grown, but there is no cultivation on the body.
And because he knew the characteristics of barbarian monks, Yang Junshan never used the magic weapon from the beginning, and these barbarians were not worthy of him exposing the second arrow magic weapon Snake Kiss Bow now. Use magic and supernatural powers to deal with enemies.
I saw him pressing down with both palms, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank a foot, and a man more than ten feet away who was condensing the energy and blood of his body suddenly felt a huge force coming from his feet, and then his whole body He soared into the sky like a cloud and mist. Before it fell, he felt a black shadow flashing in the corner of his eyes. Immediately afterwards, he felt a sense of depression in his heart. All the organs in his internal organs were turned into powder, and the blood spurted out from his mouth. With a large amount of broken internal organs, it fell to the ground like a rag bag.
From the beginning to the end, Yang Junshan never gave his opponent a chance to counterattack, let alone compete with the barbarian monk's own magical powers and secret techniques.
But at the moment when Yang Junshan beheaded the barbarian monk, several exclamations came from around him. The magic weapon in Xiong Xiyi's hand made a powerful blow and injured a monk in the barbarian realm opposite him. However, the barbarian was seriously injured and vomiting blood. In an instant, a mouthful of essence and blood was sprayed on her magic weapon. Suddenly a puff of green smoke rose up. Xiong Xiyi felt that the magic weapon in her hand was like a colander, and the spiritual power filled in it suddenly began to rise. Vent outward.
Fang Zhonghui also exclaimed at the same time. This petite female cultivator was originally mediocre in the third team. When encountering an enemy in a battle, she always picked the weakest opponent, but not every opponent was the same. Let her choose.
After a barbarian monk luckily escaped Wang Zong's blow, he already knew that the strength of the alien monk in front of him was far superior to them. It was inevitable that he would survive this time, so he relied on the force to catch Wang Zong's next attack. The two spells concentrated the power of Qi and blood all over the body with all their strength. A blood snake formed by the power of Qi and blood avoided Wang Zong's interception and flew into the air to bite Fang Zhonghui, who seemed to be the weakest. The barbarian Xiu was also seriously injured by Wang Zong again, and he saw that he was dead.
Fang Zhonghui had just followed behind Yang Junshan and beheaded a young barbaric cultivator. Who would have expected that he would be attacked and killed by someone so risking his own life? He was immediately frightened and at a loss. He hastily gathered a magical power to resist, but was blocked by that man. The snake of qi and blood tore easily, and then couldn't dodge anymore, and was bitten on the 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 burst the embankment in an instant. Countless waves rushed left and right in her body, and finally stirred the qi and blood all over her body towards her heart. Rushed in a mighty manner.
Qi and blood attack the heart, this is the most common attack method of the barbarian magic power!
Fang Zhonghui's injury also surprised the other members of the third team. However, at the beginning, no one except Yang Junshan realized the seriousness of the matter. They thought it was just an ordinary injury, and Fang Zhonghui herself The exercises practiced are quite effective in recovering from injuries.
However, the situation took a turn for the worse, and just after everyone wiped out the group of barbarian monks, Fang Zhonghui fell straight back, and then his whole body began to twitch violently, and his face suddenly turned red.
, turned pale in an instant.
"What's going on?" Liu Zhifei looked very unhappy. He originally thought it was just an ordinary bandit suppression, but unexpectedly, accidents happened one after another.
In fact, the strength of the other party is really not good enough, but the appearance of this group of people itself seems extremely strange, and the magic power is also strange. The middle-grade magic weapon round hammer in his hand has a small red mark on the hammer surface. 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 his natal magic weapon to a high-grade one, feel extremely distressed.