Whew!

The sharp whistling sound of breaking the air was loud, and the grass and trees flew everywhere the bone axe passed!

"Not good!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he tilted his head to the side violently, still half a beat slower, only to feel that his cheeks were slightly cool, and a strand of hair fell in response.

Poof!

The hard rock wall, like a tofu-like bone axe, broke through the crack in the air, and in an instant, the sand flew away and the stone was gone, and Wu Ming rolled out.

Except for a slight embarrassment, it's fine!

Crash!

In order to stand still, the sound of a small chain shaking sounded, and a gray-brown bone chain several feet long, but the thickness of the child's arm, shaped like the spine of some animal, trembled sharply, and violently brought the bone axe back and slashed behind him.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming's face sank, his feet were slightly wrong, and the Nine Palaces instantly unfolded, dodging this sharp blow without allowing a shot.

"Boom, it's rare to meet a fresh two-legged sheep, just to quench the thirst of Ben General!"

The jackal laughed strangely, and easily scooped up the huge bone axe in his hand, and his blue and red eyes emitted a fierce light, and he actually spoke out of his mouth.

Although the accent is extremely strange and intermittent, as sore as the grinding of gold and iron, there is no doubt that it is the language of the human race!

"Your Excellency can speak, and you have a bone soldier in your hand, and your body can stand upright, when you are a noble existence among jackals, can you explain your doubts before you start?"

Wu Ming plucked out his ears and said unhurriedly.

"You're going to ask how Ben found out about you, and for the sake of your good talk, Ben will be merciful to tell you.

Although your means of hiding your breath are good, you should have a special technique for cultivation, but your heartbeat and blood flow speed, even if you are dozens of meters away, you can't escape the perception of the general!"

The jackal said proudly.

"I see!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he was amazed.

Although I have read countless records of the battle between the human race and the demon barbarians, only when I really fight can I know the difference between the immersive scene and hearsay.

In the records of the human race, the demon barbarian drank blood, almost no different from ordinary beasts without intelligence.

But looking at this fang, the cultivation is not high, although the words are full of pride, but they are organized, which shows that not all the paragraphs recorded in the books are correct.

Of course, this is not to say that this fang's spirit intelligence is comparable to that of humans, but its animal instincts are much stronger than those of humans, and they can easily detect subtle movements.

In this regard, only the divine sense of the master of artistic conception can make up for it.

Even so, it is far inferior, one is born, the other is acquired training, which is better and which is inferior, you can know at a glance.

However, as the cultivation becomes stronger, the divine consciousness is further condensed, and with the assistance of various secret techniques, it can catch up with the latter.

But the demon barbarian is not standing still, when it is strong to a certain extent, it will evolve into a bloodline supernatural power with extremely powerful and special effects.

In the past wars, it has brought great losses to the human race, and even some bloodline supernatural powers can be called nightmares!

"Two-legged sheep, do you want Ben to eat you alive, or do you want to roast and cook you slowly?"

The jackal will swing the bone axe and condescend.

"If you tie your hands and feet, this king may give you a good time!"

got the information he wanted, Wu Ming didn't have any scruples about provoking the other party, stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently.

"Seek death! I dare to claim the throne in front of this general, I will break your bones little by little, and then chew and swallow slowly, and enjoy your wailing and feasting!"

The jackal will be furious, swinging his bone axe and slashing off his head.

The sonic boom roared, bringing gusts of bitter wind, flying sand and stones, and instantly crossing several feet to descend.

I have to say that the speed and strength of this fang are far stronger than any Qi Realm peak martial artist that Wu Ming has ever seen.

Coupled with its own fierce spirit, as soon as those who are not strong-minded fight, I am afraid that they will have the intention of retreating!

"Good time!"

Wu Ming did not retreat but advanced, and with a wave of his backhand, the incomparable black mangs rose in response, and the bone axe was short-handed.

When!

There was a piercing roar, sparks splashed everywhere, and the two retreated in unison, solidifying each other.

"With so much strength, no wonder you dare to despise this general, in the human race, in your cultivation, a person with such strength should be a physical martial artist who specializes in physical cultivation!"

The blue and red light in the jackal's eyes flashed, and he rubbed the axe blade as if he was feeling a little distressed, and there was a gap the size of a peanut on it.

Look at Wu Ming again, a two-foot handle in his hand, a palm is wide, a finger is thick, the back of the knife is straight, like a knife but no arc, like a sword but only one side of the blade of the Qimen short soldier!

The swarthy blade was dull, but it exuded a fierce and heavy aura, especially the dark red light and shadow that loomed in the blood trough, adding a three-point condensed and murderous aura!

"You're not bad, that blow just now is comparable to a realm martial artist with all his strength!"

Wu Ming stroked the back of the knife, his expression was flat with a hint of vigilance.

This knife is his drag Jia political economy, please skilled craftsmen refining, only three characteristics, heavy, sharp, strong!

In terms of grade, but the best magic soldiers, and in terms of refining materials, many high-grade Xuan soldiers are inferior, which is very in line with his own martial arts characteristics.

But with such a knife, the opponent's bone axe only collapsed a gap, which shows that the bone axe must have come from a powerful demon beast.

Moreover, at the moment of fighting, there was a strange aura like a needle and a thorn, which penetrated through the blade of the knife and went straight to the heart.

Although it is very faint and far from being able to shake his mind, it is because he has a strange treasure to protect his body, and his mental fortitude is far beyond his peers, so he can ignore it.

If you are someone else, even if you won't lose in one move, after the impact you can receive is superimposed, your combat power will inevitably be damaged!

This power is the bloody qi of demonic cultivation, which can corrode the physical body and the mind, but it has no effect on itself.

"Jiji, my clan was born to be the master of Shenzhou, the flesh is far above your human race, invincible at the same level, you are unlucky to meet this today, your body is so strong, it should be taken orally, take you as a snack, chew and eat slowly!"

The jackal roared proudly, and once again brandished the bone axe and rushed to kill, and the aura emanating from his body was obviously stronger than before.

It can be seen that although this fang is arrogant and arrogant, driven by the fighting instinct, he does not hide his clumsy shots and goes all out!

"It just so happens that this king also wants to study the body of the demon barbarian!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth were slightly upturned, his body flashed upward, and the heavy knife was lifted from the bottom to the top, colliding with the bone axe.

In the clanging roar, the two completely disproportionate figures fought on a par, and it was difficult to inseparate.

If someone sees that someone can rely on their physical body alone to fight with the demon without falling behind, their jaws will inevitably drop.

Compared with Wu Ming's more and more courageous battles, the jackal general was even more surprised.

Although he is not a saint or royal family in the Northern Golden Demon Barbarian, he also has the blood of the Great Demon King flowing in his body.

Moreover, the demon barbarian growth environment is far more cruel than that of human beings, almost growing up in the fight, with his superb combat instinct, this time he overwhelmed the ninety percent of the demon generals in the clan, and only then did he get the opportunity to experience this experience.

I didn't expect that the first human race encountered in the Gorge Ridge would be so tricky!

Doesn't it mean that the candidates sent by the human race are all old, weak, sick and disabled?

Bang!

After dozens of strokes, the two had a hard encounter, and both reversed back.

"Yes, yes, it's rare to have such a suitable training object, if it weren't for the fact that this king had something to do, I really wanted to spare your life!"

Wu Ming shook his neck, making a crackling sound, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Damn two-legged sheep, do you really think that if you can make a few moves with this general, you will eat this general? Since you are so arrogant, this general will let you see what the real power is - blood madness!"

After the jackal barbarian said his fierce face, he roared up to the sky, and the hair around his body stood up like steel needles, and a faint blood mist suddenly emerged.

Click!

In a few breaths, it was actually two laps bigger, with a huge body four meters high, exuding a strong ferocious aura!

"Is this the bloodline power of the demon barbarians, similar to madness?"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, he was not afraid, and he was amazed.

"Two-legged sheep, you will pay the price for your arrogance, suffer death!"

The jackal roared like a wolf, and the bone axe sank vigorously, slashing down with the power of the mountain.

In front of him, Wu Ming was as small as a leaf, swaying with the strong wind, as if it would shatter at any moment.

But so, he avoided the blade of the axe with great skill, and slashed at his arm as thick as a tree trunk with a light sword.

Laugh at!

In the sound of tooth acid rubbing, there were only large sparks and dozens of curly hairs, and there was no blood.

"Jie Ji, the blood madness of this general comes from the great demon king-level powerhouse on the ancestor, and the physical defense has been multiplied several times, with your strength, it's just a tickle!"

The jackal laughed, and the bone axe fell again.

But Wu Ming could see it clearly, his arm was obviously trembling a little, and it was coming a little slower than just now, obviously not without effect.

"This is a demon barbarian, no wonder Da Song was beaten and lost his temper!"

Wu Ming sighed in his heart, but his hands were not slow, and he raised his knife to resist.

When!

With a piercing roar, Wu Ming's thin body was split like a cannonball, and he slammed into a big tree embraced by a tree man.

"Suffer death!"

The jackal will be unforgiving, and he jumped up with a cruel smile and slashed down.

Bang!

In the catharsis of the violent energy, the stubble and gravel shot out, and there was a mess within a radius of more than ten zhang.

"How is it possible? Even if it is a martial body in the human race, it is impossible to catch the blow of this general's full force to urge the blood madness!"

When he saw Wu Ming raise his knife and stubbornly hold his bone axe, the jackal's eyes almost didn't pop out.

In addition to the broken clothes, it looks a little embarrassed, and there are almost no scars!

"You've used your means, now it's my turn!"

Wu Ming grinned evilly, his eyes flashed, and he stepped forward with a bone axe.

Boom!

The huge jackal general couldn't bear this force, and was forced to take a step back, roaring like crazy, and pressing down with the power of his whole body.

"Open it for me!"

But as Wu Ming exhaled, the muscles and muscles of his arms swelled like tree roots, and when the pale golden coat on the surface of his body flashed, the overwhelming power surged out.

Rumble!

The giant beast-like jackal general was swept out of the air for several feet, rolled several times, and turned his head to see Wu Ming's figure falling in the air, and fear appeared in his hideous eyes.

Driven by the fighting instinct, a lazy donkey rolled and flashed to the side.

Call!

The sharp sword wind slashed through its place, leaving a long knife mark!