Heming spurted blood from his mouth and yelled depressedly at the nearby area.
"Three minutes, I can hold on for three minutes at most...Brother Xu, if you can't help me, just collect the corpse for me!"
Bang.
As soon as the two came into contact, Heming flew backwards and fell into the pile of rocks. His clothes were torn into rags, and he looked as embarrassed as a beggar.
"Damn it, I don't have money to buy a battle suit. Otherwise, if I bought a B-class battle suit, what would I be afraid of now? Just rush up and chop it with it!"
The old man was extremely depressed. He lay on the ground and wailed for a while, then took out a Qi and Blood Pill and swallowed it painfully.
"Only three minutes? Old man He, you are really old!"
Poof.
A-grade super-alloy magic weapon with unparalleled sharpness. With the fifth sword, he whittled a huge stone hammer into a wooden stick, and the hammer body disappeared.
"You...you are not a human martial artist!" (Barbarian language)
The low-level barbarian warrior who fought against Xu Renli looked down at the wooden stick in his hand and wanted to cry without tears.
The stone used for this stone hammer is not an ordinary stone, but a "hard stone" from a large tribe of barbarians specially mined from a strange stone mountain, which is comparable to the hardest metal.
However.
At this moment, he was cut down by Xu Renli's swords.
It was a little angry, a little hesitant, and mixed with a ray of fear. It looked at Xu Renli's erratic figure and attacked from the side.
"What are you still doing? Come and help me!"
Surrounded by more than a dozen barbarian warriors, holding their own weapons, they surrounded Xu Renli from all directions, blocking Xu Renli's path.
"It's just looking for death!"
Today, Xu Renli knows that in his current state, the peak sword will consume 1 point of mental power every time he draws the sword, so he becomes more and more calm.
Puff puff puff...
He used magical movement skills to shuttle through the crowd, and his gray rapier turned into a death blade that harvested the barbarian soldiers.
The ferocious heads rolled to the ground.
One minute later, five barbarian soldiers died under Xu Renli's sword with their heads dislocated, which frightened the other seven or eight barbarian soldiers into panic.
"This man is a devil!" (Barbarian language)
"He is definitely not a human race! Maybe he is a demon? Yes! Only demons can control weird spiritual magic!"
"Run! I'm going to report to the clan leader and find traces of the evil spirit!"
They turned around and ran away, even the weapons in their hands were dropped on the ground, showing how embarrassed they were.
Xu Renli changed color slightly.
If this group of people were allowed to run away and report back, would he and Heming still be able to leave the barbarian-occupied area alive?
cannot!
So, he pursued those barbarian soldiers.
After running a few dozen meters, the unarmed barbarian warrior suddenly stopped Xu Renli's steps and forced himself to calm down.
"Evil, do you think I can't find you by pretending to be a human? Impossible! I am the smartest warrior in the tribe!"
"roll!"
Xu Renli was furious and approached with a quick flash.
With a pop, half of his arm was cut off, and the pain made the barbarian warrior turn pale and roar.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
the other side.
Seven or eight barbarian warriors ran all the way and soon arrived in front of the barbarian tribe and saw the familiar tree king.
"Oh my god! I finally escaped!"
"Quick, go find the clan leader!"
Whoosh.
Suddenly, a gray figure appeared in their field of vision, and a pair of amber cat eyes suddenly released seven or eight light blue rays.
The next moment, these seven or eight barbarian soldiers suddenly looked crazy, opened their bloody mouths, and bit their companions desperately.
After a while, a pile of bodies was left on the spot.
"Meow."
Ono took elegant steps, looked back at the Tree King, with a hint of greed in his eyes, and then ran towards Xu Renli.
Hehe, I went to take credit from Master Black Heart.
No, you have to bring the heads of these barbarian soldiers, otherwise the black-hearted master will definitely erase this credit.
So Ono tore off a man's fur, made a simple rope, tied the heads of seven or eight bloody barbarian soldiers, put them on his back, and ran towards Xu Renli.
Poof.
An angry-eyed head rolled to the ground.
He Ming, who was not far away, opened his eyes wide and looked here in shock, "Damn it, this guy is still Brother Xu? Isn't your wife too fierce?"
"Old man He, don't be distracted."
"Ah? Ah!"
At this time, the sound of the crane's cry suddenly rose up, and behind me
He was later hit by a stone ax, tearing off a large gash. The pain was so painful that he almost fainted.
"You step back, I'll come!"
Xu Renli glanced at Heming worriedly and immediately stepped forward to fight the only remaining intermediate combat soldier.
"good."
Heming sat on the ground, immediately took out some healing elixirs from his backpack, crushed them into powder, and applied them to the wounds.
But the wound on the back was very serious, diagonally downward from the right shoulder to the left lower back, almost breaking the spine.
When medicated powder is applied to the wound, the effect is not very good. Some parts are quickly scarred and some places are bleeding in large areas.
The old man took a breath and turned horribly pale.
"Damn it, I almost fell into trouble here today. I wasted my reputation all my life... No, I was cautious all my life, and I was led into a ditch by damn Xu Renli!"
He Ming was complaining, extremely depressed, but he didn't have much resentment towards Xu Renli. He just secretly hated himself for his lack of strength, and for being a low-level martial arts master who turned out to be a burden!
"Meow."
At this time, Heming looked up and found that Brother Xu's pet cat was carrying a lot of heads and was flying towards this direction. His face suddenly became dull.
"What the hell, barbarian warriors? Are these the heads of barbarian warriors? One, two...eight! There are eight heads of barbarian warriors?"
Barbarian warriors are the backbone of the barbarians and are relatively difficult to kill. What is the origin of this fat gray cat?
Cat spirit?
The kind that can kill people?
"It is said that the head of a barbarian warrior can be exchanged for combat points or directly into Dragon Coins after being handed over to Liangshan Pass. It would be great if this cat spirit was mine..."
He Ming's eyes were fiery and he kept staring at Xiao Ye.
Does this cat spirit have strange powers and can kill people? Or is it extremely intelligent, understands human speech, and can collect the heads of barbarian soldiers that no one wants?
The crane's cry is unknown.
In short, this cat spirit is unusual!
With a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to caress Xiaoye's head with a smile, "Kitten, I am your master's friend, don't be afraid..."
In fact, He Ming's palm quietly approached the head of the barbarian soldier, trying to steal it quietly without letting Xu Renli discover it.
However, he thought too much.
"Meow meow!"
Ono glared at him angrily, bared his teeth at him, then turned around and ran towards Xu Renli.