"You have courage, I like it!" The warrior leader of the Jia tribe nodded approvingly to Jin Cha: "My name is Chi Cha. After I chop off your head and make your skull into a wine vessel, I will put it in the bowl. Engraved with my name on the bottom.”
Jin Miao raised his halberd sideways, and the aura around him became particularly cold and solemn: "My name is Jin Miao. After I kill you, I will extract your soul and give it to the witch master of my clan to slowly refine it with witch fire. You You can cry my name day and night for at least a thousand years!"
Chi Cha and Jin Miao looked at each other, laughed loudly at the same time, and struck forward with the scimitars and halberds in their hands as fast as lightning.
There was a loud "clang" and a large firelight burst out. The two of them took three steps back at the same time and saluted each other according to the formal duel etiquette. When they made a move, both of them only used less than 10% of their strength, and they just touched their weapons as a courtesy.
"You have some strength, but you have to be careful next time!" Chicha chuckled, his four eyes widened, and his eyes were as bright as a cat's eyes.
Jin Miao didn't say anything, but moved his wrist slightly. The polite and tentative impact of the weapon made his wrist numb. Chi Cha's physical strength far surpassed that of Jin E. If Jin E hadn't been so skilled in relieving his strength just now, he was almost knocked away by Chi Cha's knife.
Ji Hao straightened his waist, pressed Manman's little head, and forced her to be pushed behind him.
Chi Cha and Jin E are both top-notch masters. The slightest hint of strong wind from their wielding weapons may cause huge damage to the spectators. Even though Manman was secretly protected by Zhu Rong's clone, Ji Hao still subconsciously regarded Manman as the weak little girl in the jungle.
Ji Hao tilted his head and looked at Shao Si.
The void in front of Shao Si fluctuated slightly abnormally. After integrating the Zhulong Life Orb given by Zhulong Dial, she had inherited many unimaginable natal magical powers of the Zhulong clan. Spatial ability is one of the great magical powers that Shao Si possesses now. Ji Hao smiled and nodded to Shao Si, but this girl didn't need anyone else to worry about her.
However, Manman was not the only one who needed to worry about him. Ji Hao suddenly remembered something. He turned around, and with a sullen face, he picked up Taisi, who was standing by and peeping his head, and clamped him down heavily. Come to Manman's side.
"Dang Dang Dang" three consecutive loud noises suddenly erupted. Just as Ji Hao was calling Man Man and Tai Si, Chi Cha struck Jin Er three times with lightning speed. Straight up and down, without any fancy, each strike was straight towards the top of Jin's head. The sword light was fierce, and the fierce evil aura seemed to split the world into two pieces.
When Elder Tianji and other indigenous ancestors saw these three swords, their expressions suddenly changed, and they became almost lifeless.
Panxi's world is a turbulent and war-torn world. The indigenous people of all ethnic groups are fighting endlessly every year, every month, every day, every hour, and every moment. But after all, everyone is a member of the same clan. Even if they are fighting, there is always a bottom line. Their wars were frequent, but overall the battles were not cruel.
Have they ever experienced such a bloody, ruthless, unreserved, inhumane, bottomless, and cruel fight between humans and aliens? The almost insane cruelty and viciousness revealed in Chi Cha's three swords made the hearts of Elder Tianji and the others completely cold.
"This is a race born purely for killing!" An ancestral spirit of the Wood Clan, who is most sensitive to the power of life and the breath of death, screamed at the top of his lungs: "Why is there such a terrible thing between heaven and earth? Race appears?"
"Because they don't belong to our world!" Elder Tianji groaned feebly.
Jin E roared loudly. Facing the unstoppable three consecutive sword blows, he arrogantly raised his halberd and faced them. The halberd brought out arc-shaped cold light. The Gengjin sharp energy turned into sharp teeth visible to the naked eye and attached to the halberd. It made a sharp and unpleasant sound of cracking the air, and hit the scimitar hard like a ghost howling.
Chi Chao swung three swords in a row, while Jin E stabbed one hundred and eight times in a row.
The cold light brought by the halberd shattered in the light of the sword. Chicha only used three swords to smash Jin E's one hundred and eight blows. The force as heavy as a mountain made Jin E's arms sore and weak, and he kept staggering backwards. .
A ray of sword light flashed through the cold light of the halberd's shattering. Jin E suddenly turned his head and let out a low cry of pain.
Chicha laughed 'haha', and raised his finger at Jin E sarcastically: "Jin E? You are a man, but you are no match for me. In terms of strength, speed, and fighting skills, none of you can compare to me. With three more strikes, I will definitely chop off your head!"
A knife mark passed through Jin's left eye, tore open his eye socket, crossed the bridge of his nose, cut deeply through his cheek, and reached the right side of his chin. Countless blood spurted out from the eye sockets, and even the lens of the broken eyeballs flowed out.
Jin Er dodged quickly, and the knife only cut off half of his head.
If his reaction was a little slower, this knife would definitely split him into two pieces.
Elder Tianji and the indigenous ancestors were even more frightened. With such an injury, the ancestors of Panxi's world would have to sleep for eighteen hundred years before they could barely recover. But right under their noses, Jin Er, who had been so severely injured, just took a breath, and his injuries healed instantly without leaving even a trace of scars.
Even the blood that flowed out of his body and the lens in his broken eyeball flowed back into his body in an extremely weird way, and not a drop remained outside his body.
Such vitality and resilience made the ancestors of the Wood clan, who were the most proficient in life energy in the Panxi world, stunned and speechless.
Holding a long halberd, Jin Miao twisted his neck, looked at Chi Cha and laughed loudly: "You want to chop off my head with three swords? How can it be so easy?"
With a low roar, Jin Meng raised his head and looked at the sky.
An evil wind howled from high in the sky and rushed down. Chi Cha frowned and took a dozen steps back steadily with a scimitar in hand, widening the distance between him and Jin E.
A huge and strange beast rushed down from the sky, roared wildly for a few times, and then transformed into a black light and rushed into Jin Er's body. Jin Miao raised his head and let out a low cry of pain, his body rapidly expanding like air.
In the blink of an eye, Jin Er's body swelled to the same level as Chi Cha. Especially the arms exposed through his armor were knotted with veins. Heat waves rolled through his body, and waves of terrifying aura rushed to all sides like hurricanes. Blow.
Along with the ear-piercing whistle, Jin E raised his halberd and tore the air, bringing up a white mark and piercing Chi Cha's heart.
Chi Cha shouted loudly, and the scimitar fell like a moon wheel, hitting the front tip of the halberd with an extremely precise strike.
There was a loud noise, and the bodies of Chi Cha and Jin E trembled at the same time. They were evenly matched and took a dozen steps back at the same time.
(End of chapter)