Chapter 320: Duan Rui
"Shh
I couldn't tell whether it was the sound of the wind or the chirp that tore through the void, and the black dead air intercepted and bound many barbarians.
As the mantra in the yellow-robed man's mouth became faster and faster, the black dead qi frantically burrowed into the mouths, noses and pores of the barbarians, and soon, all the barbarians who were entangled by the black dead qi let out a scream of fear one by one.
The barbarian at the head raised his hand in horror, and his turquoise pupils looked at his arms and body, quickly shriveled and shrunk, and his huge body shriveled and shrunk into the size of a child in the blink of an eye.
"Ahh
One terrible roar after another trembled in the rain, but in the blink of an eye, many barbarians fell to the ground one by one, and all died in the mud.
Countless black aura emanated from the corpses of those barbarians, and returned to the yellow-robed man's body, and in an instant, the yellow-robed man's body was suddenly golden and dazzling, and even the cyan flame on his chest was wiped out in an instant.
From the black dead qi to the taking of people's lives, the period was only a few breaths.
Large rains slammed down on the ground, purple thunder and lightning swept across the black sky from time to time, and there was no trace of living breath except for the sound of wind and rain.
The yellow-robed man stood straight in place, looking at the corpse with empty eyes.
"Childe, and then there it is. Suddenly, in the midst of the rain, a series of footsteps came, and then a team of more than ten people appeared outside the entrance of the cave, each murderous and vigilant.
"Childe, these barbarians usually take pleasure in hunting mortal women, and they all have great power, especially the roar can easily shatter the divine consciousness of low-level monks. ”
A middle-aged man on a horse spoke respectfully to the young man beside him, then turned around and said to the people behind him.
"Yes!"
A neat and loud trumpet sounded from the mouths of the crowd, and then everyone took out two cotton plugs from their waists and carefully stuffed them into their ears.
Seeing that everyone was ready, the young man's eyes showed a hint of determination, and he waved his right hand forward, and the spiritual power around his body shook, and suddenly revealed the cultivation at the peak of the early stage of foundation building, and the middle-aged monk next to him and the people behind him turned out to be monks in the foundation building period.
"Kill!"
A decisive and resolute order came out, and the young man rode his horse first, rushing into the depths of the wilderness.
The horse's hooves trampled on the rain, making a splash of water, and the cold blades of everyone's hands made a piercing cold light under the light of thunder and lightning, and the hilt of the knife cut through the darkness, and just when everyone was about to step into the scope of the cave, suddenly the horses suddenly went crazy, and their front hooves were held high in the air, as if there was some tiger and wolf beast in front of them, no matter how the people on their bodies whipped, they refused to take another step forward.
"What's going on?"
The young man's eyes shrank, stretched out his hand to calm the trembling war horse under him, and stared at the cave in front of him suspiciously.
These war horses have experienced countless battles, and they have seen a lot of killing and blood, and they have already been trained, but they didn't expect that they would not obey orders today.
"Dismount!"
The young man gritted his teeth, and was also full of fear of the unknown in front of him, but these barbarians were fierce and cunning, and they were even more of a disaster to mortals.
Everyone wore earplugs, and although they couldn't hear what the young man was saying, they could see the young man turning over and dismounting. Seeing the leader dismount, everyone jumped down one after another, with a mortal morale in their eyes, and rushed forward.
"Shameless barbarian, suffer death!"
As soon as he stepped into the vicinity of the cave, the young man saw the blood that was faintly washed away on the ground, and immediately shouted angrily, and the blade in his hand was raised violently, and when the knife in his hand fell and was about to be chopped down, suddenly everyone's movements stopped.
The sound of gasping air came, and everyone looked at everything in front of them in shock, speechless in surprise.
In front of the huge cave, countless corpses lay down on the ground, except for one of the mortal girls who died tragically, the rest were barbarians.
It's just that the corpses of these barbarians seem to have been drained by something, the skin and flesh on their bodies are dry, as if only skin and bones are left, and all their faces are full of horror, as if they have experienced something terrible before they die.
Among these corpses, there was a yellow-robed man standing in place, his eyes empty and distracted, as if he had lost his soul.
"Could it be that these people in front of you were all killed by this yellow-robed man?" everyone secretly guessed in their hearts.
The young man's expression also changed slightly, he was originally preparing for a battle, but he didn't expect to see such a scene. After the yellow-robed man inquired several times and confirmed that the other party was also a human monk and not a barbarian, the young man took off his earbuds and said tentatively,
"In the next paragraph, dare to ask the name of the hero?"
Everyone couldn't tell whether the other party was friend or foe, and they didn't dare to relax their vigilance, and raised their weapons to protect the youth league in it, for fear that the youth would miss half a point.
And the yellow-robed man didn't seem to hear Duan Rui's words, and he still stood in place stupidly, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Finally, after Duan Rui opened his mouth to ask several times, the middle-aged man on the side finally couldn't help it and scolded loudly,
"Could it be that you are deaf and didn't hear our son asking you?"
Almost instantly, a thunderclap roared down from the sky. The yellow-robed man's body trembled slightly, and he slowly turned his head and swept towards the people behind him.
"Ho!"
The moment they saw the yellow-robed man, everyone's eyes flashed with horror, and they saw that the yellow-robed man was only in his early twenties, and although his appearance was delicate, his empty eyes were full of silence and coldness, and he felt cold sweat on his back when he was looked at.
As the cyan flame burning in his chest was gradually swallowed up by the black aura, everyone didn't even notice that a black aura quietly disappeared from the yellow-robed man's body.
Almost at the first moment when the black aura disappeared, the yellow-robed man's pupils dilated, and then his whole body softened and fell straight to the ground.
"Go see what's going on. Duan Rui said.
"Tell the child, this man fainted. A guard walked up to the yellow-robed man, plucked up his hand and talked about it, and then breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"Sun Mou, what do you think?" Duan Rui frowned, looked at the many corpses in front of him and the strange yellow-robed man, and asked the middle-aged man on the side.