The final on the compass starts silently, and no rules are rules.

You can kill the barbarians, you can kill your own people, the only thing you need to make sure is that you are the last person standing in this strange ring.

It's just that no one from the north or a barbarian from the beginning pointed the finger at his own people.

One must build on a firm foundation?

Only when the opposing side has all fallen will their swords be aimed at their own rivals.

Xu Yuanshuo was as silent as ever, and rushed into the enemy's formation almost at the same time as those young barbarian masters fell.

Ji Shiyu frowned, taking risks alone, a taboo for soldiers.

But soon, he was relieved.

Because almost at the same time as Xu Yuanshuo rushed out, Jiang Ning, Li Fuyao, Hu Yanfeng, Zhu Zhang, Han Yong, Han Shisha, the two monks, Xu Nan, the star pole master of Iron Hammer Mountain, all followed and launched a charge towards the barbarian camp!

This is not a competition, this is war!

"Hey, what a bunch of reckless men!" Ji Shiyu, who wanted to discuss the battle plan with them first, laughed and scolded, and followed without stopping.

Seeing a group of northerners rushing towards him with weapons in hand, Drogo raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Some time ago, he fought all the way from Yunmeng Shuize, aside from the initial setbacks, since the landing on the Chinan Plain, the barbarian army had a smooth journey, and everywhere he went, the army of the northerners was scattered all the way, and it was the elite troops of the Great Shu Dynasty who dared to fight with them head-on, the Wuling Army and the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry, in front of the Barbarian Bull Army and the Ancient Elephant Army, they only took a passive defensive posture all the way while fighting and retreating, and the group of people in front of him were unusual, and rushed towards them with great momentum, which made him feel very interesting.

"Helian, Gumo, Gongye. Drogo spoke calmly.

As a rising star of the Tianmo Ancient Elephant Clan, like his uncle Zhuoba, his strength is also the most powerful among the descendants of the Seven Great Kings' Tents, and the young masters of this group of barbarians are naturally commanded by him.

While Zhuo Ge spoke, Helian Peng Yue of the Fire Lion Clan, Gu Mo of the Teng Snake Clan, and Gongye Cun of the Snow Bird Clan almost realized at the same time, and the flames, poisonous mist, and wind and snow smashed towards the northerner camp on the opposite side indiscriminately.

"Scatter!"

Han Shuibian waved his hand lightly, and the flames and wind and snow seemed to have encountered an invisible big hand, and they easily erased it, leaving no trace.

As for the poisonous mist, it was easily blown away by a whirlwind.

Naturally, it was Nangong Mirror who made the shot.

"Playing with drugs?" a young man in a dark green robe stepped out of the crowd, a mocking smile on his face.

The shadow of the spirit opened under his feet, and it was a miserable green barren world, with no wind, no rain and no life, only a miserable green sandy land.

The green barren world is gone in a flash.

Helian Peng Yue, Gu Mo and Gongye Cun were safe and sound, but Zhuo Ge, who had the strongest combat effectiveness among the young generation of barbarian masters present, turned slightly purple, obviously poisoned.

As for those barbarian warriors in the rear of the four, except for a few

In addition to the fact that he didn't get hit, Chiguli, who wrapped the Brute Bull clan, and Ao Ye, who was a blue wolf clan, were also poisoned by the young man who was inconspicuous in the previous game.

Poison is a poison that kills people.

Drogo, Chiguli, and Ao Ye can barely resist for the time being, and as for the other barbarian masters, their eyes are full of bloodshots, and the back and forth bulge under the epidermis has returned to gentleness, as if there are invisible worms slowly wriggling in their flesh.

On the compass, all kinds of sparks continued to light up, but those small insects were still wriggling in the bodies of the barbarian masters, gnawing at their flesh and meridians, and tirelessly devouring their essence and blood.

The large sparks lit up wildly, but the poisonous insects under the skin were unmoved, they should eat, they should drink, and there was no sign of being burned to death.

Soon someone was spitting blood, and it seemed that it was going to die.

"Hey, boss, it turns out that you are still afraid of poison?" Helian Peng Yue of the Fire Lion King's Tent clasped his arms with both hands, looking gloating.

Gu Mo's viper-like triangular eyes were even more dripping, and he said a little playfully: "How is it?" Boss, do you want me to help you detoxify?"

The ancient Teng snake is a mythical beast with the same name as Gou Chen under the four elephants, cruising in the clouds and mist, feeding on snakes, the last thing to fear is poison, Gu Mo does have the ability to easily get rid of the strange poison, but his feet are stuck to the ground like nails at the moment, and he has no intention of making a move.

Only the Gongye Cun of the Snowbird clan sneered and said, "Hmph, two fools." ”

The bruise on Zhuo Ge's face disappeared suddenly, and he returned to normal almost instantly, and glanced at Helian Peng Yue and Gu Mo with a strange smile, which made the hearts of the two of them sink, and then he slowly said leisurely: "It's just a little poison, what can you do to me?"

The young man of the Ancient Elephant Clan, dressed in an unknown animal skin, turned around, opened his mouth and inhaled violently, wisps of light green gas flew out of the bodies of the more than sixty poisoned masters behind him, and were swallowed by Nadrogo in one gulp.

A faint green glow lit up on the bronzed skin that was exposed to the hide, and then quickly disappeared, completely disappearing.

Drogo sneered, licked his lips unsatisfied, and his gaze fell on the dark green robed young man from before, "It tastes good, is there anything else?"

The young man in the dark green robe smiled casually, kneading his fingers slowly, and said, "It's more, I'm afraid you don't have a good appetite and can't eat." ”

With the little effort of the two talking, Xu Yuanshuo, who was in the lead, had already come to the camp of the barbarians, and slashed at the leading Zhuo Ge with a fast and powerful knife.

The emerald green void flickered again, but it didn't do any damage.

With a wave of his hand, the bodies of those barbarian masters who had been poisoned before had been covered with a thin layer of snow armor at some point, and all the toxins were absorbed when they touched the snow armor, and they could not break through the isolation at all and enter the bodies of those people, even the exposed parts of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose were no exception, whenever the poisonous gas came

In front of that, the nearby areas covered with snow armor will automatically absorb all those toxins, without giving them the slightest chance to enter the human body.

Gu Mo's triangular eyes showed a hint of essence, "Give me the green-robed one." ”

Helian Peng Yue's gaze fell on Han Hookah not far away, frowned, and turned to point to Huyanfeng on the other side and said, "The kid who learned from us to wear animal skins let me come." ”

Gongye Cun also noticed the change in Helian Peng Yue's expression, and said disdainfully: "Fool, that woman is no worse than this beast skin boy, you don't want me to come!"

The young man of the Fire Lion clan sneered: "Heh, you are only worthy of playing with women." ”

Without saying a word, Chiguli rushed directly at Li Fuyao, who was wielding a knife, and obviously had already chosen his target.

Ao Ye's gaze wandered over the body of the monk for a long time, and finally coldly pointed to the monk who was not far away, and said, "He is mine." ”

The war king of the White Ape King's tent did not come, but the young genius of the White Ape Clan also followed his own Divine Elephant Master across the Heavenly Broken Mountain Range to the north.

As soon as the dark green-robed young man released the miserable green toxin that touched his skin, it was directly bounced away, and there was no way to cause him any damage.

The characteristics of the white ape clan are that they are powerful, fast, have high defense, and have strong endurance, and there are toxins in this world that can kill him, but the green-robed boy is obviously not among them.

Different from the other six companions, Yuan Liu'er was holding a black iron long stick with more than 800 catties in his hand, and there was a circle of raised lines at both ends of the long stick, which was densely packed with barbarian god patterns, simple and mysterious and heavy.

Yuan Liu'er glanced at Jiang Ning, who was holding the sword, and didn't feel the slightest threat from him, he only felt bored at the moment, and looked at Nangong Mirror again, although he was a little moved, he finally looked away, and then hesitated between the monk, Xu Nan and the disciples of Iron Hammer Mountain, and then rushed forward with the black iron rod, and arrogantly said to the three people: "You three, let's go up together!"

Su Que, who lost the qualification to continue participating in the competition because of losing to Han Shisha, could only watch the progress of the game under the compass in the inner city, seeing that Jiang Ning and his senior sister were missed by the most powerful group of people opposite, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt funny, so he covered his mouth and laughed.

Jiang Ning, who had already rushed into the crowd of enemies, only felt a little depressed in his chest, and said in his heart, is it really so weak?

But before he could say anything, the fat man Zhu Ji, who was walking side by side, had already sent out a shocking crying pig's foot: "What?

(End of chapter)