Fang Cai's shot was empty, just to tell the people in the stockade that he was coming.

At this time, in front of the gate of the wall, two cloth sails were inserted.

It says blood debts and blood repayment, and death to those who leap the line.

This arrogance is simply boundless.

Not to mention a battle-hardened warrior like Monza.

Even the other tribal masters who came to attend the funeral also found it incredible.

The humans who have cowered in the western direction have begun to retreat over the years, and they have even heard that they have built huge fortress cities in the west.

Completely abandoned the defense of the coastline.

Only occasionally send out a few small teams.

But it's all non-climatic waste.

How dare their people be so arrogant.

But some hesitated.

"Could it be him?"

When he said the word, although he didn't have a name, it still made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

This man has no name, and no one dares to mention his name.

I only know that he appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air, like a ghost.

Always surrounded by a boxy box.

And every time it appears, it means death.

No one knows exactly what happened, but many people knew about the solar disaster that caused a stir in all the tribes.

Rumors, just the people of the Sun Tribe.

Kicked over his boiler, and as a result, the elite of the clan died cleanly.

This powerful tribe, which once claimed to be the sun, collapsed.

The most important thing is that this person is also the same as those human beings in the West.

Not from their tribe.

"Shut up, don't scare yourself, it's not his style!"

Some people scolded him, but it made sense.

If it was really him, all of them would have been finished by now.

"It's just pretending to be a ghost!"

An alien warrior looked at him with disdain, jumped directly from the wall, and his strong physique stepped on the ground, causing the ground to burst into mud and rocks.

Barcelona is one of the top three fighters in the Tumon clan.

Monza even had high hopes for him, if he could, after a hundred years, perhaps the person who would inherit the head of the clan, no accident, would be Barça.

As for the second place, although that guy is strong, he has a rebellious character, but he is destined to have no way to become a tribal leader.

I saw that the crimson totem on Barcelona's arm seemed to be burning, diffusing a terrifying spiritual energy.

At one point, it even distorted the surrounding space, burning a sea of scorching fire.

In the sea of fire, you can faintly see a crane with a red body, looming in the flames.

It was a psionic creature of the evil spirits, a flaming crane.

The way aliens harness psionic creatures is similar to that of fallen spirits.

But it's different.

In a totemic way, they fuse with psionic beings.

Using the power of psionic creatures is not about turning yourself into a monster like a fallen soul.

Coupled with his own unique racial talent, his natural combat power far surpasses that of most soul slayers.

This is also why in the old man's diary, it is mentioned that the way these alien races master psionic creatures is far more advanced than that of the alliance and the union.

Of course, it's still the sentence that the two stunned people said in the diary.

Nothing came of it until it reached the top level.

All ways, at least in the eyes of the dumbfounded, it doesn't make a difference.

"Come out !!"

Barcelona glanced around coldly and continued to provoke.

"You gophers who only cower in iron shells, one day I will step on your iron walls, kill all your men and children, and treat your women as slaves and animals!"

"Barça !!"

There was a sound of joy and encouragement on the wall, forming a wave of cheers for him.

However, the expected counterattack has not arrived.

This made Barcelona frown.

According to past experience, as long as you provoke their women and children, you will often get very good results.

These marmots in tin cans seem to value their so-called family very much.

But this ridicule didn't seem to have the effect he expected, which made Barcelona feel a little disappointed in his heart.

"Cut, are you scared out of your guts??"

Looking at the two sail flags in front of him, Barcelona pouted and directly raised his feet and stepped over the two sail flags.

One second, two seconds,

Until a minute later, there was still a dead silence around the woods, not even the sound of cicadas.

"Sure enough, it's already gone!"

Seeing this, Barcelona felt very disappointed in their hearts.

He reached out and pulled down the two sail flags beside him.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, just a meter away from him, a pair of eyes that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and it turned out that Ding Xiaoyi hadn't left at all.

Instead, he used stealth to hide himself next to the two sail flags.

This is a bold move.

Invisibility is not a panacea, even if the opponent does not have the ability to restrain invisibility.

But for some perennial masters.

It's not easy to get close to them incognito.

Even if it's a faint movement in the air, even a change in heart rate, even a look.

will be captured by the other party's keen intuition.

At the time of the ghost ship, this was confirmed.

Even if the two have similar psionic powers, they don't need to be close to each other to be noticed.

But the reason why they dared to do this, the biggest reliance was to bet on their spiritual power, which was stronger than anyone they were present.

Even if the reserves are similar, the quality of their psionic energy can far surpass that of these aliens.

But even so, Ding Xiaoyi still showed amazing patience as a hunter.

It was only when Barcelona was so close to him that he delivered a long-acrumed blow.

I saw that in the darkness, the slender and straight dagger was like the silent sickle of death.

A very thin knife light flashed in the air, and the moment Barcelona sensed the danger, the blade had already appeared in front of his throat.

"Damn it!"

Barcelona had imagined many possibilities for the other party to make a move, but it definitely did not expect that the opponent was already under his nose as soon as he made a move.

Frightened, Barcelona found it too late to dodge.

But as a fighter, Barcelona immediately made the best judgment at the critical moment, and at this time, he did not retreat, but accelerated to stick to his body.

With his rock-solid physique, he avoided his own vital points.

There was a sneering look in his eyes, but it was just a dagger like an embroidery needle, could it still hurt his powerful physique?

However, at this time, Barcelona was wrong again!

The pitch-black blade cut directly through the flames around him, and the blade effortlessly cut from the shoulder to the lower abdomen.

"Poof!"

The moment the hot blood splattered from the wound, he probably didn't even expect that his powerful physique would be so vulnerable in front of that dagger like an embroidery needle.

As blood sprayed, a shocking wound opened open on his body.

The fields of white flowers are exposed to the air.

There is no doubt that this knife almost cost Barcelona half of his life.

Dante Xiaoyi did not give Barcelona a respite at all.

In the jungle against wild beasts, chasing and hunting with the black panther.

He has deeply understood that as a hunter, if you don't make a move, it will be enough, and once you make a move, it must be a stormy attack, and directly crushing and killing the enemy is the goal.

The dagger with a curve in his right hand quickly hooked Barcelona's heart at a strange angle.

has already understood the power of the other party with two jet-black daggers in his hands, and seeing the daggers coming, Barcelona's face has changed.

At the critical moment, Barcelona's body leaned back an inch sharply, and after narrowly avoiding the killer knife, those eyes suddenly turned red.

Barcelona, which had never suffered a big loss, suddenly burst into flames all over its body.

The scorching heat suddenly distorted the space around him, turning into a sea of blazing fire, and he raised his fist, and surrounded by the firelight, his arm was covered with a layer of fire armor like magma.

Facing Ding Xiaoyi's blade, he smashed down.

"Bang!"

The moment the blade and the fire fist touched together, Ding Xiaoyi immediately felt that an indescribable huge force was approaching, making him almost unable to hold the dagger in his hand, and his right hand was even more bloody.

After all, he was a master of the evil spirit level, and his huge fist was covered with red fire, causing the surrounding grass and trees to suddenly explode.

Even if he transforms into a monster-like fallen soul master, he will inevitably suffer heavy damage in the face of such amazing destructive power.

But at this time, Ding Xiaoyi had no intention of retreating at all.

In the flames that distorted the air, a light blue shield of light isolated the surrounding heat,

The long dagger in his left hand stabbed into Barcelona's lower abdomen at the moment when Barcelona's body stiffened after a punch.

The Beast's nails didn't have any special strength, but the sharpness and sturdiness of their own were enough to place this dagger among the top weapons in the world.

The moment he felt the cold blade tear apart his proud muscles without hindrance, Barcelona's face suddenly turned pale.

For a moment, his gaze met the short human in front of him, and those cold and quiet eyes made him feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

"Get out of here!"

Under the sense of crisis that death was approaching, Barcelona let go of all his strength and burst out the huge spiritual energy on his body.

For a moment, the surrounding space distorted, forming a sea of purgatory.

"Ou!!"

The huge flaming crane, with its wings spread, was like a fireball crashing into Ding Xiaoyi.

Suddenly, under the violent impact, the Xuantong shield instantly began to deform.

The glittering beads on the bracelet began to fade one by one.

"Play with fire in front of me, you don't deserve it!"

A cold glow flashed under Ding Xiaoyi's eyes, and Xuan Tonghuo spread along the dagger, pouring directly into Barcelona's internal organs.

In just a moment, two completely different flames were instantly entangled.

The flames on Barça's body were even stronger.

Only this time, with the explosion of the fire suit, Barcelona's face suddenly became painful.

The totem on his left arm is scorching like molten lava.

Even the flaming crane let out a terrible wail.

Although the amount of Xuantonghuo is very small, in terms of level, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as crushing.

"Huh!!"

A group of people watched from afar, and the intuitive firelight hit their faces, and the scorching heat made it difficult for people to even breathe.

"So powerful! When did Barcelona become so strong! ”

The fire is like the sun, and this power has surpassed the limit of the evil spirit's inferiority.

Could it be that Barcelona broke through in the crisis?

Thinking of this, Meng Sha's old face instantly became much more rosy.

Over the years, the Tumon tribe has gained a lot of benefits through smuggling with those degenerates, and its overall strength has improved a lot.

You can use the weapons of those marmots to increase your combat power.

It is not possible to make the Tumon tribe a powerful tribe, and it must be supported by strong warriors.

He's old.

Even if he has reached the power of the middle grade of the evil spirit, he is too far away from the top grade.

His own blood qi was no longer enough to make his totem continue to advance.

But if Barcelona breaks through at this time, then the tribe has a glimmer of hope from then on.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mengsha's mouth couldn't help but smile.

However, before his smile could be fully revealed.

Suddenly, everyone raised their noses: "Whose rice is mushy??" ”