At this point, my knees were bent downward, and I felt a little overwhelmed, and my strength was losing little by little. But the barbarian king did not have the slightest intention of letting go, but increased his strength. Finally, I couldn't hold on anymore, and the gun came out of my hand again, and the Xuanhua axe cut off a corner of my armor, but fortunately it didn't hurt the flesh and skin. Otherwise, I'm afraid half a shoulder will be gone.

I gasped and tried my best to avoid the barbarian king's axe, trying to pick up the fallen spear, but he would never give me a chance, and I couldn't even dodge the Xuanhua axe.

Taking advantage of the gap in the dodge, I reached into my pocket and held four snowflake darts in my hands, which were quenched with numbness, and as long as I penetrated a little deeper into the flesh, I would immediately lose the ability to fight. "Whoosh" twice, the snowflake dart flew out like an arrow off the string, but I didn't expect the barbarian king to move very quickly, using the axe as a shield, and the snowflake dart touched the axe surface and reflected back, hitting the tree behind me.

The barbarian king snorted, and it was another axe, and I couldn't dodge, so I grabbed the handle of the axe with both hands, so I didn't let this axe cut down, otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been split in half at this time.

But the situation was not optimistic, the axe was only half a meter from my front door, and it was getting closer, and my hand holding the handle of his axe was trembling, and the axe could be cut down at any moment. I couldn't help but sweat on my head.

At this life-or-death juncture, I suddenly followed the axe face and saw a snowflake dart at my feet. With that, I took a step back, let go of the hand that was gripping the handle of his axe, and with a tilt of my body, the barbarian king's axe slashed down, cutting down only to the ground, only a few inches from my feet. I kicked the alabaster with my right foot at the Barbarian King, but he caught it with one hand.

He laughed a few times, and was about to step forward to take my life, when suddenly his body shook a few times, and he collapsed to the ground, and the snowflake dart in his hand fell to the ground, and in the firelight, I saw a faint blood mark on his finger, thinking that he accidentally cut his finger when catching the dart, and the anesthetic seeped into it, and soon it was all over the body.

I stabilized myself and stood up holding on to the trunk of the tree, but in the blink of an eye, I was surrounded by other Yi regiments, armed with spears and feathers in their hands, and very strong with bare upper bodies.

At this time, I had just come to my senses, and my physical strength was almost exhausted in the battle just now, and I couldn't even walk steadily, with or without weapons in my hands, I was a little slow to dodge, and if I wasn't careful, I was cut a few holes in my body. The intense pain was eating down my consciousness even more, and I had to do it quickly.

The spear stabbed at me again, and I grabbed it, and my right hand turned into a fist, and with one palm slashed down, and the spear was broken at all. The soldiers were a little timid, and they were a little timid, but they still surrounded me.

I stood where I was, looking around, secretly accumulating strength, and punched it with an inch, knocking the two soldiers out of the air, and there was a gap in the encirclement. Good opportunity, I quickly tried to run over, but the gap was instantly filled by new soldiers.

My sweat was dripping down my face, and I didn't bother to wipe it, realizing that they were trying to drain my physical strength with wheel warfare. I gasped for breath and slowly stepped back, clinging to the tree again. I suddenly saw a few snowflake darts stuck in the tree, and I was facing them, and I secretly reached behind my hand, slowly pulled out a few snowflake darts, and held them in my hand. When the soldiers pounced again, several snowflake darts shot at the same time, and the soldiers in front of them fell.

Taking advantage of this gap, I ran out desperately, but found that Zhao Meng and Bingyan had been captured, and the soldiers behind me slowly surrounded me, and there were more and more people, I felt as if the sky had fallen, my brain sank, and I fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt very cold, my nose was cold, I sneezed, and I woke up, only to find that my hands were firmly tied, and all around me were standing with soldiers with spears pointed at us.

The barbarian king's internal strength is relatively deep, and he has regained consciousness, although he has not fully recovered, but at least he can move. He sat on a wicker chair and talked to a priest-like man next to him, although he was far away and spoke with an accent, and he was a little indistinct, but I can guess that his people were sick and had died a lot before that, and the priest thought that the gods were angry and needed the blood of the living to calm them, and they happened to meet us and were ready to sacrifice us to the gods.

Although I don't know what they mean by "God", I have a bad feeling that that "God" is not a good kind, otherwise why would a living person have to be sacrificed. As for the illness of their people, it has nothing to do with "God".

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw the soldiers in front of me retreat, and the oil lamps on the lamp stands around me lit up at the same time, I felt a chill in my back, turned my head back, and saw a pair of green eyes appear in the dark woods. The figure was very fast, and it only came out in an instant. In the dim light of the fire, I saw that it was a leopard, but it was black all over, almost blending into the night. I often hear old people say that the panther is an ominous symbol, it symbolizes death and endless fear, and is a messenger to hell, so some people call it a "fierce god"!