Looking at the "buzzing" flying sword in front of him, Most felt cold in his heart and did not dare to move at all - this sword was just like a wooden stick to him, but he learned from this sword
He felt murderous intent, a murderous intent that chilled his bones! Even though his strength had reached the peak of a third-level warrior, he still felt his legs trembling.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, to gain courage.
"You'd better shut up. If I hear you say one more word now, I'll kill you!" He Linhua controlled the Xuanyin Sword with a smile, and suddenly shot out a sword energy, leaving a trail on Most's side.
Huge pit.
From this moment, Most finally thought about it. The person in front of him was probably a powerful monk. Those monks were all famous for being unreasonable. They destroyed many civilizations because of some trivial things.
There are many such things! Now, Most has chosen to shut up completely.
"He Linhua Warrior, from your perspective, how should this matter be handled?" Ben Jiming asked tentatively.
He Linhua asked back: "Among those people, how powerful is the strongest one?"
Aikhan and Ben Jiming looked at each other, and finally it was Aikhan who said: "In the Linyan tribe, the strongest one should be Dundika, the leader of the Linyan tribe, who is a level four warrior."
Fourth-level warrior? He Linhua smiled. A fourth-level warrior is probably equivalent to the strength of the fourth innate realm. He Linhua really doesn’t care about this kind of trivial matter! An enemy of the fourth innate realm, even if he
Awesome, one Thunder Dragon Talisman is enough for the past, right? As for those below the third level of Xiantian, one Burning Sky Talisman is enough!
Of course, these magic talismans are now very precious in He Linhua's eyes. With one less talisman and with his current strength, coupled with an invisibility talisman, he can completely hide these enemies without even noticing.
Clean it up!
"The strongest ones are only level four warriors? Then let's fight!" He Linhua smiled, "You don't need to take action, I am enough."
Aikehan and Ben Jiming opened their mouths in shock when they heard He Linhua's big words - the monk in front of him sounded a little too loud, right? However, looking at his appearance, he looked calm and calm.
, it doesn’t seem to be a lie.
Monk, it’s really different!
Now, hearing He Linhua say such big words again, Ben Jiming had confirmed that He Linhua was a monk, and a very powerful monk. He asked: "That... Warrior He Linhua, then our tribe...
…”
"I guarantee that your tribe will be fine!" He Linhua said. If the situation is dangerous, he doesn't mind wasting the Burning Sky Talisman. Of course, if he still can't defeat him after using the Burning Sky Talisman, He Linhua will only have the wind.
It was so tight.
As for his assurance that the Stone Tribe would be alright, well, it was just a big lie.
"Then what do we need to do?" Aikhan asked.
He Linhua said: "You don't have to do anything. You just need to send a few people to guard the tribe and don't let them come in. Of course, you have to help me protect Tia. I don't want to go out and come back and Tia will be killed."
Sent to put out the fire for the Linyan tribe."
He Linhua's last sentence was naturally a secret mockery of Most.
I have to say that what Most just said really made him very, very unhappy! As for Most, he is hiding aside very honestly now without saying a word.
After chatting with Aike Khan and Ben Jiming for a few words, He Linhua got up and flew out with his flying sword. He suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, if you have something that can't be solved, just find that person and pretend to be asleep."
Please help me, old man, I promise there will be no problem!"
That old man pretending to be asleep? When Aike Khan and Ben Jiming heard this, they both turned their attention to the only sleeping elder present.
"Great Elder! Great Elder?" Aikehan pushed the drooling Great Elder from behind again.
"Huh? Ah? Are you done? Don't ask me! I agree! I agree with everything!" The great elder took a sip of saliva and said in a daze.
"..." Aike Khan and Ben Jiming both had black lines on their heads.
If you have a problem with this old man? Are you kidding me?
At the same time, a subtle smile appeared from the corner of the elder's mouth, and he looked back at the door - that monk seemed to have a pretty good character, and he didn't have a bad face like the other monks...
…
He Linhua flew out of the leader's room and flew directly out of the Stone Tribe.
He Linhua's plan is very simple. It is just one word - kill! Kill from beginning to end!
Since they dare to come here to invade the Stone Tribe, they must be prepared to die for it. Of course, He Linhua actually has other plans in mind. If he kills more than 200 giants at once, he will definitely gain a lot of souls, right?
Now, he still has his soul!
These 200 warriors sound like a lot of people and strong. If He Linhua were to confront them head-on, he might not succeed in killing people, but would be killed instead! But, would He Linhua engage in a head-on confrontation? Of course not.
He is not an idiot. He knows that a direct confrontation will not bring any benefits, so it is strange that he would take action openly!
He Linhua's method is very simple, that is, stealth, ambush, and surprise attack! If you see anyone, kill them!
These 200 warriors are indeed powerful together, but if they are separated, it is not difficult for He Linhua.
As long as he used the invisibility charm to hide his figure, he would then ambush behind the 200 warriors.
As for the issue of spiritual power, He Linhua doesn't care too much. As long as he kills those people from the Linyan tribe, he can naturally absorb and refine the soul on the spot. As long as he kills one or two, his spiritual power will be enough!
After flying outside the Stone Tribe, He Linhua stopped on a huge tree, sitting in a tree and leisurely watching a large group of people from the Linyan Tribe passing under the tree. He Linhua just squinted his eyes slightly without saying a word.
When most of the people from the Linyan tribe had passed away, and only the last dozen or so people were left, He Linhua chuckled lightly, pulled out a sword flower from the Xuanyin sword in his hand, jumped down, and landed just at the back of the entire team.
On the head of a giant.
The Linyan tribe's queue was not neat, but arranged randomly, just like a group of gangsters.
This was also thanks to the scattered queues of the Linyan tribe. Otherwise, He Linhua would have been discovered as soon as he landed on top of the giant's head.
"Huh? Damn it! What is it?" The giant felt something seemed to fall on top of his head. In his impression, of course the only things that could fall from trees were insects.
The giant stretched out his hand and slapped it on the head, trying to kill the insect directly.
With a "swish" sound, He Linhua flew up from the air, leaving only the Xuanyin Sword pointed downward, standing on top of the giant's head. The giant slapped the Xuanyin Sword directly onto his head.
in!
The giant was about to scream. How could He Linhua give him this chance? He immediately activated his spiritual power, shot out a sword energy from the tip of the sword, and twisted it into the giant's brain. In the blink of an eye, the giant's brain was messed up.
, turned into a veritable mass of paste!
This sword energy came so fast that when he died and lost consciousness, the giant didn't have time to scream and fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.
"Didi... found a strong soul, do you want to absorb it?"
That kind of system prompt sounded, and He Linhua immediately chose to absorb it, and at the same time rushed the Xuanyin Sword out of the giant's eyes.
He Linhua flew onto the flying sword and murmured softly: "The first one."
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The scattered forward troops of the Linyan Tribe finally stopped at the entrance of the Stone Tribe's cave.
These giants who were the first to arrive were obviously the strongest in the entire team. They were covered in iron armor and held iron weapons in their hands. The man surrounded by those people was especially distinguished by the iron armor on his body and the iron weapons in his hands.
It is thick and heavy. In the hand is a complete iron mace. The weight of this mace is probably not less than 10,000 kilograms!