Chapter Sixty-Eight: Alone in Danger and Ten Thousand Enemies
The soul power born from the seven emotions and six desires is a good thing, but there is a process of operation, absorption, digestion, distribution to the body, and then release, the capacity of the body is only as big as me, and it can't be stored much, so it must go through this process, just like when people are always exhausted, Liu Xiaoqiang is naturally very skilled in the process, but this is an external force, and he can't find a way to make up for this shortcoming for the time being.
The more Liu Xiaoqiang appears, the more the enemy will know about Liu Xiaoqiang's aggressive methods.
They knew that the Dao trap was useless to Liu Xiaoqiang, so the share of the trap was gradually decreasing, and the necessary vigilance trap still existed, maybe Liu Xiaoqiang was intended.
They also knew that Liu Xiaoqiang knew how to control insects, so they got the snake skin that Emperor Huang had faded from.
In addition to these, Liu Xiaoqiang is just a single person.
From the previous raids, they also concluded that Liu Xiaoqiang's purpose was not to kill people, but to disturb the people, making them panic and frightened.
So the plan they set was to defend and wait for the net.
To tell the truth, in this regard, Liu Xiaoqiang did not have the opportunity to exchange the minimum interests for the greatest results.
But......
Liu Xiaoqiang's temperament is destined not to retreat.
In fact, he thinks that when the enemy is infinitely close to each other, giving the enemy some surprises will make the enemy even more afraid and afraid.
will leave a shadow in the enemy's heart, will think, will think, will be timid, next time, Liu Xiaoqiang will have a new way.
So this time, Liu Xiaoqiang entered the village in a bright light.
Swaggering.
There is no insect control technique.
There is no ghostly one-hit walk, far away in search of opportunities.
He even pulled a piece of grass, and put it on his lips to play the sad song of graduation......
Unlike Liu Xiaoqiang, who announced the arrival of his fight in this spoof, when the natives heard this song with a touch of sadness, they were like facing a great enemy, and they let out a snoring shout, and countless torches began to gather towards the place where the sound was made.
After the performance of this song of friendship with friends, Liu Xiaoqiang has been surrounded by many people.
The enemy numbered more than 100.
Liu Xiaoqiang was alone.
The unkempt Liu Xiaoqiang is ragged and unarmed, but his face is indifferent, his starry eyes are shining, his lips are smiling, and under the light of the torches, he looks like a superstar sought after by thousands of people.
The cannibal branch painted with various oil paints, short and precocious, will have it before the age of ten. Sex. The living pygmies have nothing but a grass skirt under their abdomen, holding torches, holding cold spears, machetes, blowing arrows and strong bows, just like loyal fans, with bloodthirsty madness in their eyes, and their mouths are unique to the clan, as if asking God to self-hypnotize the words, but they don't know that it is like this that looks like a pilgrimage, which should make Liu Xiaoqiang more dazzling.
"Who's coming?" Liu Xiaoqiang's starry eyes looked around, although the cannibals had hideous faces and fierce eyes, no one dared to look at Liu Xiaoqiang.
No one moved.
According to the rules between the tribes, if things develop to a level that is unacceptable to everyone, the strongest warriors of the tribe will be sent to fight, so that both sides will have an explanation, and everyone can temporarily recuperate.
A large part of the reason why no one moved was that the allied army was invaded and suffered heavy damage, but even the opponent's hair was not injured.
Another reason is to follow the respect of the ancestors for the lone warrior.
"Who's coming?" Liu Xiaoqiang said again, and said in his heart that if no one comes out again, the master will not leave today, so he will sleep here, find a few poisonous scorpions and poisonous frogs or something to be guards, and see who can consume whom.
Originally, I thought about it casually, but after thinking about it, I felt that it was operational, and this kind of deterrent effect would make these natives even more desperate, and they might withdraw from the alliance.
Poison is guarded, or in front of everyone's eyes, it's enjoyable to think about.
When Liu Xiaoqiang was immersed in fantasy, the crowd began to surge, and many natives let out a cheer of "ahhh
In addition, the body exposed to the air was full of scars, on the pectoral muscles, on the abdomen, on the forehead, the two most horrific scars, one was in the left eye, from the forehead through the left eye, directly to the cheeks and mouth; One is the waist, neatly arranged three.
The big black man raised his fist, and the cheers in the arena stopped abruptly, as if they had been rehearsed.
"You are a true warrior." Since Liu Xiaoqiang decided to come in and fight seriously, then the necessary rules are to be followed, otherwise according to the personality of this goods, he would have rushed to the beginning of lime powder and the three bricks fell first.
"So are you." Although the big black man didn't understand how Liu Xiaoqiang spoke his clan's native language so slippery, he still replied, and then pointed to a scar on himself like a luxury car show and said, "This is the ...... left when he fought with a rhinoceros."
"Roar!! The natives let out a landslide and tsunami of cheer.
The big black man smiled, pointed another point, and said to Liu Xiaoqiang: "This is left by fighting with lions." ”
Cheers again.
He pointed again, and cheered again.
There were scars all over this thing, and when he finished speaking, Liu Xiaoqiang yawned and slapped eighteen times in a row, wiped off his eyes, and finally heard what he wanted to hear.
Liu Xiaoqiang's nerves are absolutely coarse, and the things he has experienced are not bizarre than these? More gimmicks? As for it, this kind of psychological warfare is completely useless for Liu Xiaoqiang.
"Come on." The big black man clenched his casserole-sized fist and made a clicking sound, "My name is Lismeromba, remember my name, I am a warrior of the Sun Descendant Clan." ”
"Hmm." Liu Xiaoqiang pouted, he didn't bother to remember the names of this kind of small fish and shrimp, shook his arms, twisted his neck, and said, "Can you start?" ”
"Hmm." Li Smeromba nodded, and saw a figure like a running rhinoceros, gradually dilating in his pupils, and heard Liu Xiaoqiang burst into the mountain leaning, using his shoulders as a point, and snatched into the arms of the big black man.
I saw this two-meter-tall black big man who looked like a hill in Liu Xiaoqiang flew out, grinded far on the ground, and began to roll on his side after the most lush, and wanted to stand up after stagnation, but after vomiting "wow", he fell to the ground and was silent.
The laughter and cheers suddenly stopped.
"Who else?" Liu Xiaoqiang's lazy voice was not loud, but it went straight to everyone's hearts, sonorous and powerful.
"Gollum." It was the sound of someone swallowing saliva, and the "squeak" of torches, and the scene was eerily quiet.
Liu Xiaoqiang looked around, except that no one dared to look at him this time, and he unconsciously took a step back, as if he was a little farther away from Liu Xiaoqiang, and seemed more secure.
"I ......"
It's Chinese.