Malone has enough experience to improve his skills, but it's just faith, and it's not very difficult for him to believe in himself!

Is there a more faithful believer than himself? There may be, but he hasn't seen it.

A holy light fell, and most of Ma Long's injuries recovered, and several weapons fell on him.

Orfgang looked anxious in the distance, but there was an inexplicable smile in the depths of his eyes.

I don't know if it's for Ma Long, or for a group of barbarians, maybe both!

"Ding...... Clang...... ......There was a chaotic sound, and Malone was unscathed, but it completely shocked a group of savages.

The anxious expression on Orfgang's face was a little stiff, and his gaze was a little straight......

Faced with a group of barbarian leaders who attacked him, Malone opened his mouth to slap a "lion's roar".

"Roaring ......"

The roar pierced through the clouds and cracked the stones, echoing in the hall of the stone chamber, and the group of people who were shocked were staggered, unsteady on their feet, and the closest ones were bleeding, even if they didn't die, they lost their combat effectiveness......

Quickly put away the few balls of light that fell out of the barbarian king's death, and Ma Long used a savage charge and rushed out of the cave......

"Stop him...... someone opened his mouth and shouted!

Based on the "Half-Moon Scimitar", Ma Long displayed a combination of skills, bringing a burst of bloody rain in the crowd, and with the speed and strength of the "savage collision", he rushed out of a flesh passage......

"Whew......"

A barbarian leader howled, holding a stone axe high above the top, and slashed at the Marlon.

The stone axe is not an ordinary stone, dark and gloomy, but smooth as glass, with the blessing of the barbarian's fighting spirit, it exudes a dull light.

Ma Long's heart tightened, he felt that there was a fatal crisis, he didn't dare to slack off, and used the "Fire Sword Technique" to meet him.

"......Boom" swords and axes intersected, sparks splashed in all directions, and a shock wave mixed with fire and gas swung in all directions.

Ma Long's violent momentum was actually forced to stop.

Not only that, but the fire sword technique was scattered, and it was actually broken, which was something that had never happened before!

Of course, the other party was not happy, the whole person was blasted out by Ma Long's strong force, and the weapon was even more out of his hand and landed far away.

Ma Long clearly felt that the other party's strength was not strong, it was far worse than himself, and he could crack the strength of the fire, which was clearly that the axe was weird.

He took a deep look at the other party and took it to heart.

Marlon swung his sword and slashed two guys who wanted to pick up the bargain, and rushed outside again.

It's a pity that the axe fell a little far, otherwise it could have been picked up and studied.

There's no time for now, so it's important to run for your life.

Under Ma Long's full exertion, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the strength is all right.

The savage could not get close for a while, and was rushed through by it, and came out of the hole.

The people outside didn't know what was going on, and Malone went all the way down the mountain road.

The barbarians guarding the mountain road saw that Ma Long hurriedly descended the mountain, and although they were puzzled in their hearts, they did not think about the bad side, so they did not stop them.

It wasn't until a few breaths later, when news of the cave spread, that a rapid alarm bell sounded on the mountain road.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The rapid sound of the bell conveys an important message, one to ten, ten to hundred, and the whole mountain top is ringing at one time.

The whole mountain seemed to come to life suddenly, and the barbarians living everywhere took weapons and searched all over the mountain for a "dwarf" to assassinate the barbarian king.

"...... here"

Ma Long escaped smoothly in front of him, and when the bell rang, there were barbarians everywhere who pounced on him desperately, and Ma Long's speed down the mountain couldn't help but slow down.

He hurried down, and as soon as he turned a corner, he was met by dozens of barbarians, all with weapons in hand, screaming and rushing towards Ma Long.

"Damn it......" cursed in a low voice, and Ma Long greeted him with the Heavenly Sword in his hand.

Although he knew that it would not be easy to escape, he didn't expect it to be so difficult, he didn't expect that there would be so many knight-level existences in the barbarians.

The mountain road is narrow, it is not easy to stand on people, and Ma Long does not face many enemies every time, but it is endless, and he can't kill endlessly, and he doesn't even have time to catch his breath and recover.

The Heavenly Sword slashed diagonally, cutting off the two spears that stabbed at him, and as soon as Ma Long stepped in, the blade swept past the throats of the last two people in front of him, and while blood splattered out, the heart lost pressure, and the two barbarians slowly softened.

Touching the dirty blood on his face, Malone looked around, only to see the barbarian figures, I don't know how many.

Taking a deep breath, he didn't dare to slack off, looked at the direction of the descent, and rushed forward in great strides.

Gulp in the mouth at the same time, "kill ......"

Ma Long rushed into the crowd again with a sword, and for a while, the shouts of killing resumed......

These barbarians are all members of the barbarian tribe, and they all belong to the essence of the entire tribe, and when they are outside, they are all strong, but they are gathered in groups here.

It was extremely difficult for Malone to rush and kill, and the barbarians completely blocked the long mountain road.

The barbarian king was killed, as his direct tribe, these people naturally hated Ma Long, even if they used human lives, they also wanted to leave Ma Long.

Every time Ma Long takes a step forward, it is flesh and blood, these barbarians are also strong, and they resist desperately, which can consume a lot of his physical strength, and one is not very good, it is the end of death.

Like a boat against the current, Malone struggled to move forward, his physical strength recovered extremely quickly, but it also took time, even if it was to give him a few breaths.

In a high-intensity battle like this, recovery could never catch up with the attrition, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere......

Looking down and seeing the terrain he had fancied before, Ma Long's eyes lit up, he was now on a volley plank road, hanging nearly thirty meters below the plank road, nearly ten stories high in his previous life, and another layer of mountain road below.

Turning sideways, the Yitian Sword slashed left and right, and the two sword qi shot out quickly, cutting the barbarians who were in the lead on both sides into two, and the gap around them was temporarily exposed.

Ma Long's feet are lucky, and he accumulates strength.

"Boom ......"

The usage transformed by the technique of "attacking and killing swordsmanship", the strength exploded under Ma Long's feet.

The plank road tied with wood and rattan began to fall apart with Malone as the center.

The rattan cracked, the wooden stakes broke, and the people and things on the plank road began to fall straight down......

"Ah...... Whew......"

The sky is not afraid of the earth, even if the sword pierces the heart, the barbarian who can roar back with anger makes a frightened cry.

Obviously, they weren't used to the feeling of weightlessness.

But soon, the sound stopped, and the mountain path below was made of stone, and when the barbarian landed on it, he "snapped", and it was no longer human, and naturally it was impossible to scream anymore.

Ma Long adjusted his body in the air, landed on the ground and got up after a continuous roll, although he suffered some concussions, he was not injured.

Looking at the barbarians after the transformation around their bodies, it was obvious that they were far behind in terms of physique and unloading techniques.

With his footsteps, Malone hurried down the mountain.