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 essence and blood 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 had already made preparations 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 in mid-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 roared suddenly, 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 directly attacked the spiritual power contained in the magic weapon. At that moment, he even felt as if his connection with the magic weapon was cut off.
Fortunately, Liu Zhifei can be regarded as a battle-hardened warrior who never panics in the face of danger. After killing one of his opponents and other barbarian monks swarming up to him, he still rushed forward without losing speed, instantly closing the distance to his 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, breaking the siege of Liu Zhifei.
As soon as the two sides engaged in battle, although the barbarian people's fighting method made everyone extremely uncomfortable, after all, the cultivation level of the two sides was very different, 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 extremely powerful, making it difficult for him to maintain his spiritual power for a while?
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Just when this suspicion flashed across 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 magical weapons in their hands. They all regarded the magical weapons as their lifeblood. 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 will explode his magical power, and at the same time, he will pour all his spiritual power into the magic weapon for free, protecting the body of the magic weapon.
Unlike other people who acted cautiously because they didn't know much about the barbarians, when Yang Junshan saw these barbarian monks, he had already seen the approximate strength of these people. Among these people, only the last one was from
The several middle-aged barbarian monks who appeared in the tent had approximately the cultivation level of the barbarian realm, which was equivalent to that of ordinary martial monks, and they were also low-level martial 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 wild lines have not yet grown, but there is no cultivation in the body.
And because he knew the characteristics of the 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 magical 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 after, 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 monks' own magical powers and secret techniques.
But at the moment when Yang Junshan killed 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.
At the same time, Fang Zhonghui also exclaimed. This petite female cultivator was originally mediocre in the third team. When encountering enemies, 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. There was no way he could escape this time, so he relied on force to catch Wang Zong's second 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
At the same time, Xiu was severely injured by Wang Zong again, and he saw that he was dead.
Fang Zhonghui had just followed 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 person.
The snake of qi and blood tore easily, and then he 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 away 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 only thought it was an ordinary injury, and Fang Zhonghui himself
The exercises practiced are quite effective in recovering from injuries.
However, the situation took a turn for the worse immediately, and just after everyone wiped out the group of barbarian monks, Fang Zhonghui fell straight backwards, and then his whole body began to twitch violently, and his face turned red and pale at one moment.
"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 the natal magic weapon to a high-grade one, feel extremely distressed.
Seeing Fang Zhonghui lying on the ground twitching, everyone was at a loss because they didn't know the reason.
Upon seeing this, Qi Zhou squatted down and poured his spiritual power into Fang Zhonghui's body to help her resist the injuries in her body. This was also a first aid method commonly used by monks.
Unexpectedly, Yang Junshan on the side suddenly stretched out his hand to block him. Seeing Qi Zhou's confused eyes, Yang Junshan said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to kill her, don't do that."
Wang Zong took a step forward and said, "Are you just going to watch her die like this?"
Yang Junshan glanced at Wang Zong and said nothing. Xiong Xiyi's magic weapon was also corroded by the power of blood. At this time, Leng Ran said: "How do you know that she will die if you gain spiritual power?"
Yang Junshan also ignored it, and just squatted down and looked at Fang Zhonghui, who was twitching, as if he was observing something.
Liu Zhifei also seemed very impatient at this time and said: "Xiao Yang, do you have any idea?"
As soon as Liu Zhifei finished speaking, Yang Junshan suddenly made a move and slapped Fang Zhonghui on the abdomen. Fang Zhonghui, who was lying on the ground twitching, suddenly raised his head and feet at the same time, and then shot a bloody arrow three feet high from his mouth.
"what are you doing……"
Qi Zhou was shocked and angry, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw that Fang Zhonghui, who was lying on the ground, had stopped twitching, and then slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, everyone asked: "What's wrong with me?"
Qi Zhou hurriedly knelt down to comfort him, while Yang Junshan stood up, only to see several other people looking at the place where the blood spattered from Fang Zhonghui's mouth had just been spitted out. The grass there was all dead by this time, and even the ground was corroded.
A piece went down.
Luo Bingkun took a breath of cold air and said: "What a weird magical power, it can actually hurt people's energy and blood from a distance. Where did these people come from? How come they have never heard of it in the cultivation world before?"
Everyone shook their heads and looked at Liu Zhifei. Liu Zhifei personally led the team in this battle. No one had heard the news before. It was obviously an order he received from the Shaking Sky Sect.
Liu Zhifei saw everyone's questioning looks and shook his head: "I'm just following orders. I don't know the details of these people. But does Xiao Yang know something?"
Everyone looked at Yang Junshan again. Yang Junshan naturally would not reveal that he knew the details of the barbarian monks. He just said: "I just dabbled in the movement of qi and blood in the body. I just discovered that Miss Fang's qi and blood movement was different, so I saw the right opportunity and took the bold step."
I tried it, but I didn’t expect it to succeed. It’s a fluke!”
Liu Zhifei's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said: "It seems that Xiao Yang's body-building skills are extremely good. Only high-grade body-building techniques and a small number of extremely high-quality middle-grade body-building techniques can accurately calculate the energy and blood in a monk's body."