Volume 1: The Wind Rises in the Southern Regions Chapter 29 What a hard head!

"Xian'er, come and practice. Just when Ouyang Ting's legs were a little nowhere to be placed, the barbarian old man spoke.

But fortunately, what made Ouyang Ting breathe a sigh of relief was that he didn't open his eyes.

I saw him move slowly in fright, and at this minute he had only one word in his mind: slip!

Where can you slip away? If you can't run away, you can't outrun this chakra master, so you can jump down and walk on the waterway?

No, no, no, this has to bet on whether people will be water-based. He didn't dare bet that the orc was guarding such a big lake, and he was pleasantly surprised that it was a landlubber.

"As a descendant of the Jin, your cultivation is too poor. Don't always think about playing around, come here!"

As if sensing Ouyang Ting's faltering steps, the man's brows furrowed, although his eyes were still closed, there was already three points of anger in his words.

Ouyang Ting was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the golden card!

It turns out that you also rely on this brand to have a preconceived idea. Mad, chase me nine bends and eighteen turns, it turns out to be you guys.

Between the lightning and flint, he bit his teeth, and anger rose from his heart to the side of his guts!

I saw that he was holding the fire fork tightly in his right hand, trying to adjust his breathing and approaching the man step by step.

The man didn't think that the young man in front of him would be someone else, let alone that he would make a move on himself.

In his long breath, he continued to absorb the beast crystals in his palm, and beside him, there were a bunch of beast crystals of the same size, at least forty or fifty of them at a cursory glance!

If nothing else, just for these forty or fifty shiny things, I will also eliminate harm for the people today.

After a few breaths, Ouyang Ting raised his arms and raised the fire fork high above his head.

"Huh?" At this moment, the two of them were too close, and the man sniffed the unusual smell of the person in front of him and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Die!" Ouyang Ting shuddered, and with a loud shout, his arms ready to attack smashed down with all his might.

"Bang", the old man avoided being hit on the head by the fire fork under the hammer!

In the splatters of blood, the hand holding the fire fork was slightly numb. He dared to guarantee that he had even used the strength to steal goat's milk in the tribe.

"Ah!!h

What a hard head! Ouyang Ting saw that he was not dead, and he was shocked and hurriedly wanted to make up for it.

Where could the old man give him such a chance again, covering his head with his left hand and pulling out the short knife on his waist with his right hand, the cold light of "Huh" slashed towards Ouyang Ting's abdomen in a flash.

It is feasible to exchange injuries for injuries, but the two are too close to each other, and I am afraid that my life will be lost in this slash. Ouyang Ting's abdomen was retracted, his legs kicked to the ground, and he hurriedly burst back.

With a "bang", the leather armor on his abdomen was cut by the blade.

Ouyang Ting's heart was cold, and he secretly said luck.

"Terran imp! "This is the first time that the hammerhead fire fork has not killed anyone.

But the head is the most critical place on a person's body, and the old man's obvious shaky and staggering appearance means that he has suffered a heavy blow.

Even when he roared angrily and rushed towards Ouyang Ting, the short knife in his hand was offset by three points in terms of strength and direction!

He is not a fool in the army these days, and he has already asked about the road he will take in the future.

The biggest feature of the chakra master is that his awakened bloodline has been integrated and integrated with that aura.

Resisting qi hurts people, this is the sign of a chakra master!

That qi, which is controlled by the power of the bloodline, will become stronger and stronger as the cultivator goes farther and farther in the chakra realm!

The Eight Realms of Chakra represent the eight main veins of the cultivator's body, and each time one of the veins is opened to improve a realm, the qi that can be mastered when attacking is stronger.

Judging from him, when Liu Changhe was able to condense the cyclone around his body, he should have just touched the threshold of the chakra realm, and he had not really entered this realm.

Like this old man, when he absorbs the essence of the beast crystal, he has a strong vein, which is the real chakra master's momentum.

Of course, this old man should have only opened a pulse, otherwise Ouyang Ting would not have chosen to raise the fire fork even if he dived.

After all, compared to stronger existences, diving can at least bet on the probability of landlubbers....

There was no sword aura on the short knife in the old man's hand that made Ouyang Ting scruple incomparably!

"It's hurt, you have to fight!" Ouyang Ting's eyes flashed with cold light, and his courage suddenly raised three points.

The old man looked to be in his fifties, but his muscular pimple flesh was very eye-catching. At this moment, his face was covered with blood, and his cloak was like a madman, becoming more and more hideous.

Ouyang Ting didn't know that although the chakra master was not afraid of general disturbances when he was practicing, how could he withstand such a fierce blow, and he still hit the top of his head!

With this stick, not only was his head injured, his whole head buzzed and became confused, and even his majestic pulse was suddenly dispersed by this stick, and it was difficult to gather for a while.

Kill him, throw him to feed the beasts, and let him be crushed to pieces!!

There is their unique sense on the beast control order, this kid has Xian'er Jin Ling, the human race and the orc control clan have a deep enmity like the sea, and they don't want to know that Xian'er has been poisoned.

The old man with red eyes is now murderous and wants to kill me, and he just wants to let this Terran boy die without a place to be buried.

Ouyang Ting's cowardice in his heart dissipated most of the fighting intent, and the fire fork flew and was whined by him.

The sound of "clang" was endless, although the old man was hit hard and could not control his qi for a while, but the blood qi filled the blade of the knife, and he actually used the iron blade to repeatedly fight with the heavy fire fork without any damage to the blade.

Sure enough, the chakra people are terrifying!

This was Ouyang Ting's first time fighting with a chakra existence, although this old man was not in his prime, but under the continuous collision, his palms holding the fire fork were faintly oozing blood.

In the face of the old man's frantic slashing, Ouyang Ting soon had a few more knife marks on his body. These scar marks were different from the first one, and they were oozing blood outward, and he was injured.

"Made! she's so delirious!"

The more Ouyang Ting fought, the more frightened he became, the old man's speed was obviously much faster than him, the knife was short and the stick was long, and the cold glow under the close combat between the two made him simply unable to guard against it!

"Give me back!" roared the old man.

"Give you back a dead man's head!" Ouyang Ting sneered. The people spoke human language and wore human skins, but they were in cahoots with the beast.

Thinking of those clansmen who died under the mouths of brute beasts, it is not enough to kill them all!

"Weak chicken, hurry! go peck his lower body!"

"What are you talking about?" the weak chicken heard clearly, but it was a little difficult to understand the password.

What the hell? Lao Tzu dignified Suzaku, you let me peck at the chicken? Oh no, that's the old chicken....

"Don't play dumb with me, hurry! I can't take it anymore. As he spoke, the old man seized the opportunity and stabbed him the side of his thigh.

"I!" the weak chicken had to say something, but at first glance, this kid was really very dangerous. Oh no, it has no teeth.

Anyway, he didn't know anyone, so he wanted to save his life. Forget it, peck and peck!

After making up his mind, the weak chicken's two paws kicked fiercely, raised its long beak and rushed out directly like a sharp sword, targeting the crotch of the mad old man.

"Poof!"

"Whew!"

Ouyang Ting has seen how powerful the weak chicken's mouth is, not to mention that this time the weak chicken is resentful, and the strength is so strong that it almost didn't flash its long neck.

Cultivating blood without cultivating the hips, practicing without practicing birds, even if you are a master of the eight veins!

The old man roared up to the sky, and there was a faint hint of hoarseness in the mournful roar. It is conceivable that the power of weak chickens is terrifying.

"Well done! Huh, yes???" Ouyang Ting was in ecstasy and was about to jump over to make that hammer blow, but somehow, he subconsciously got used to this action a little.

But before he could get close, the old man exploded with a violent energy under his suspicious gaze.

The majestic chakra that had not appeared in the abdomen suddenly appeared.

"Hold Nima, you weak chicken, I let you get him, you actually set his veins on fire???"

Ouyang Ting was a little frightened for a while, the momentum of the old man's sudden outburst far exceeded before, as if his strength had returned to the peak!

"Kill, kill," the old man muttered in a hoarse voice with scarlet eyes.

The weak chicken inadvertently broke the old man's unopened qi vein diversion, and now the pulse surging on his body was indeed as they had seen, it was really violent.

Not surprisingly, after this battle, he, who was originally at the peak of the first vein and was ready to impact the second vein, will experience a period of weakness, and even... Retrogression!

"Boy, make a great move!" Seeing that the old man's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, the weak chicken croaked.

"Understood!" Ouyang Ting raised his fire fork flat, and after a moment he shouted, "Are you crazy!

"Bloodline, have you forgotten what you're doing on the wall?"

Ouyang Ting was stunned for a moment, then reacted, didn't dare to stay for a moment, and hurriedly condensed!

I keep recalling what I felt at the beginning. At that time, he was passively activated, and at this moment, he had to forcibly coagulate blood to ignite the power of the bloodline.

The richness of his bloodline qi that was awakened in the middle grade had risen by one level compared to before, and he quickly grasped that boiling point under the circulation of qi and blood!

"Bloodline!" Ouyang Ting shouted, his whole body full of blood and blood, and a flash of blood qi flashed in his eyes.

"The power of the bloodline!totem clan?" The old man's veins had already been suppressed by him a lot, and he was just about to take a step forward, when he saw Ouyang Ting's blood surging out, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Although they are accompanied by orcs, it does not mean that they do not know anything about orcs.

Only that totem clan can sublimate his bloodline, if he guessed correctly! Under the turban on the forehead of the young man in front of him, there is definitely a bloodline totem.

However, no matter what clan this totem clan is in, it is a collection of thousands of cares, how can it appear in such a dangerous place outside the clan walls?

"Hmph, forcibly stimulate the bloodline totem, my clan is afraid that I have seen a fake clan. With the stimulation of the power of the bloodline in Ouyang Ting's body, the old man was not worried and said sarcastically.

Sure enough, the blood in Ouyang Ting's eyes became more and more intense, and it would soon be all permeated in the gradual filling.

"The kid is still too weak. The weak chicken hurriedly fluttered and landed on his shoulder and shouted: "I'll help you stabilize the fury, don't lose consciousness in your brain, control it!"

The weak chicken's claws were deeply grasped on his shoulders, and a scorching heat was pulled by it, and Ouyang Ting's eyes gradually became clear.

"The power of the bloodline..."