The Central Plains is a vast land with abundant resources and many talented people and strangers.

There are many masters in the arena.

In the past, when the barbarian army went south, it was often resisted by many martial arts masters, causing the barbarians heavy losses.

It is this lesson that has been learned.

This time the barbarians attacked the Central Plains, and among the troops accompanying the army going south, there were not only barbarian soldiers and generals, but also many martial arts masters from the barbarian tribes.

The five people who just appeared, as well as the goatee, are all barbarian masters.

When these five people saw the sparks on the ground, they didn't pay attention at first.

Until one of the short, fat middle-aged men reached out and touched a ball of sparks.

The leader, a tall, thin old man, felt a hint of danger.

When he looked carefully, he saw that the ground under the sparks showed small black pits, giving him the feeling that the sparks had burned the soil on the ground.

This time, the tall, thin old man was shocked.

What kind of flame is this, so powerful?

He hurriedly stopped him and told the fat man not to touch Mars directly.

However, the short, fat middle-aged man didn't listen to him at all and stretched out his finger without hesitation.

Seeing this, the tall, thin old man didn't bother to say anything.

Although they are all masters among the barbarians.

But they come from different forces and different tribes.

There is also a competitive relationship between them.

After all, there is only so much credit. If you do less, I might get more.

This is a very simple reason.

In particular, he had already reminded him once that it was not his fault that the other party was disobedient and asking for trouble.

Even if someone holds him accountable, he can be regarded as being completely benevolent and righteous.

Who can't say anything about him?

However, what was beyond everyone's expectation was.

At the moment when the short, fat middle-aged man's fingers touched Mars.

Peng!

Sparks seemed to come to life and turned into a poisonous snake, swallowing his fingers in an instant.

In an instant, the sparks turned into a ball of flame, growing bigger and bigger, spreading towards the short and fat man's arm.

"ah!"

The short, fat man suddenly felt a heart-piercing, soul-burning pain.

He quickly used his internal energy to extinguish the flames.

But what horrified him was that as soon as his inner force touched the flame, not only did it not extinguish the flame, but it felt like the wind was helping the fire, making the flame even more intense.

Can this thing burn internal energy?

When the old man saw this scene, his eyes widened and he had no idea what the flame was.

The feeling of danger in my heart became stronger and stronger.

"help me!"

Seeing the flames getting bigger and bigger, the short and fat man hurriedly shouted for help.

A middle-aged woman behind him instinctively stepped forward to help.

"Don't touch him!"

The tall, thin old man hurriedly shouted to stop.

"how?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned and turned to look at the old man coldly.

The short, fat man didn't listen to the old man's words just now, which led to the current result.

Could it be that this old guy was angry over such a trivial matter and deliberately ignored him?

Although everyone competes with each other, no matter what, we are all together.

If you really don't want to save someone, it won't be easy if the news spreads and the Great Chanyu comes to investigate and punish you.

After all, the most taboo thing about the Great Chan who unified the barbarians was disunity among the people below.

The tall, thin old man ignored the woman, and with a flash of sword light in his hand, he slashed at the short, fat man.

"Whoosh!"

Blood spattered and the short, fat man's arm was chopped off.

"what are you doing?"

The middle-aged woman and the other two barbarian masters looked at the tall, thin old man with anger on their faces.

Even if you don't want to save him, you actually take the initiative?

This is adding insult to injury!

They couldn't help but pretend to be the short and fat man, and they all had the urge to take action.

"What do you want to do?"

The tall, thin old man could see the three people's thoughts at a glance, and his eyes fell on the middle-aged woman's face.

He sneered disdainfully: "Idiot, I saved your life!"

"What?"

The middle-aged woman was scolded and became very angry.

"Old ghost, don't think that because you are good at martial arts, we will be afraid of you!"

The other two barbarian masters also stood beside the middle-aged woman and confronted the old master.

If there is any disagreement, they will join forces to deal with the old man.

"Take a good look for yourselves!"

The tall and thin old man sneered, pointed at the short and fat man, and threw the long sword in his hand at the same time.

"What's the meaning?"

The three of them looked at each other, all frowning, not understanding what the old man meant.

However, when they saw the short, fat man's arm that had turned to ashes on the ground, their expressions changed.

Looking at the long sword thrown by the old man, there were many gaps on the blade.

The chip is smooth, not like a chip caused by a hard impact, but more like a burned wax block.

And there are many densely packed holes on the sword body.

"this……"

The three of them looked at each other again, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The tall, thin old man was stronger than them, so naturally he would not wear such a sword.

Then there is only one explanation.

This sword became what it is now because of the flames just now.

In such a short period of time, an iron sword can be transformed into this.

This shows how powerful the flame is.

Especially the middle-aged woman was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.

She was standing behind the short and fat man just now, not looking at the truth at all.

When I saw the flames forming, I thought they were just burning the pudgy man's clothes.

When she heard the short, fat man asking for help, her first reaction was to step forward and take off his clothes.

Who would have thought that the flames were not burning the clothes at all, but the flesh and blood on the arms.

If the old man hadn't stopped her in time.

At this moment, she was probably burned by the flames and turned into ashes.

"Old ghost, thank you very much!"

The middle-aged woman came to her senses and hurriedly saluted and thanked the old man.

"Just be smarter next time."
To be continued...