In the audience, a man wearing a hat vomited in the dark.

And the surrounding audience seemed to be worried about being spit on themselves by this guy, so they stayed away.

When he was almost vomiting and his qi and blood calmed down, Tang Mo stood in front of this person and looked at him quietly.

"I really can't understand, in this case, you actually drank so much wine for no reason, are you floating? A sacrifice from the ancient barbarians!" Tang Mo said indifferently.

The middle-aged man wearing a hat shook his body.

Then he looked up at Tang Mo in front of him, his eyes were full of shock.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" the middle-aged man looked confused.

"Don't pretend, take the hat off your head, and let me see what kind of bastard you are. Tang Mo said calmly.

There is a huge difference in appearance between ancient barbarians and humans.

Humans are a relatively well-evolved species, with no claws, no tails, and no 'beast' characteristics on their bodies.

But the ancient barbarians are different.

The race looks like a hybrid of a human and a beast in appearance, and has distinct animal characteristics in appearance.

For example, some ancient barbarians had a long tiger tail.

For example, some ancient barbarians have a distinct garlic clove nose.

For example, some ancient barbarians had long pointed ears.

Tang Mo calmly stared at the hat on the other party's head, if nothing else, there would be a pair of distinctive ears under this hat.

"Hehe, Tang Mo, right, let's meet again, I'm the sacrificial fox Qianqiu of the ancient barbarians!"

Since his identity can no longer be hidden, Hu Qianqiu does not plan to hide it anymore.

He took off the hat on his head, revealing a pair of pointy, hairy ears.

Judging by the shape and color of the ears, it appears to be a pair of fox ears.

Fox Qianqiu straightened up, the muscles on his face squirmed, and his cheeks, which were originally full of wrinkles, became smooth, and finally formed a fox's face, young and evil.

Clouds of black mist spread from his side, and a smell belonging to the fox could no longer be concealed, which was disgusting.

The surrounding audience began to move away from him as soon as he began to vomit, and by the time he showed the characteristics of a fox, coupled with the disgusting smell, the crowd moved away faster.

"Listen to you...... You seem to know me?" Tang Mo squinted at Hu Qianqiu, accompanying him to talk nonsense.

Tang Mo needed to give the surrounding audience a time to evacuate, because at their level, once the battle started, the surrounding hundreds of meters were all combat areas, and it was easy to accidentally injure innocents.

If it weren't for this, Tang Mo would have rushed forward with a knife a knife.

"We've seen you kill my brother and snatch his knife, and I swore to take off your head with my own hands. Fox Qianqiu said indifferently.

Tang Mo immediately knew who the person in front of him was.

At that time, he had encountered two people from the ancient barbarian tribe, and the relationship between the two seemed to be brothers, one of them was a warrior with infinite strength, with a magic knife, and the other was a sacrifice with a skull staff.

Because of the blood feud of the race, the three of them didn't need to mobilize at all after they met, and they immediately fought together.

It was one of the most dangerous battles in Tang Mo's life.

Back then, Tang Mo was at the pinnacle of the five grades.

And the other two are both five-rank, one of them is an ancient barbarian warrior at the peak of the five-rank, and the other is a sacrifice in the early stage of the five-rank.

Tang Mo can be said to be Alexander with one enemy and two enemies, because the ancient barbarian warriors with the help of sacrifice can be more than three times more difficult.

Fortunately, Tang Mo is a combat player, he became more and more courageous, and finally advanced in the battle, from the fifth rank to the sixth grade.

After a hard battle, the warrior brother among the ancient barbarian brothers was beheaded by Tang Mo, and the sacrificial brother fled in the wilderness.

Tang Mo planned to take out the magic knife as a reward this time was the loot captured that time, and now every time he thinks about it, Tang Mo still has palpitations.

In that battle, luck was on Tang Mo's side, even if Tang Mo's luck was a little worse, there would be one less Dean Tang in this world.

"Back then, you two brothers were not my opponents, and now you are just here to die. ”

Tang Mo smiled indifferently, as if telling a simple truth.

"Hehe, your soul was torn apart by me back then, and after so many years, you haven't recovered yet, right? ”

Fox Qianqiu glanced at the position of his chest, where there was a small knife mark, if he didn't pay attention to it, he wouldn't be able to find it at all.

In the encounter that year, Tang Mo cut the sacrificial fox Qianqiu half to death according to the experience of human beings in fighting the ancient barbarians, which seriously restricted the exertion of the sacrificial combat power.

But Rao is like this, Hu Qianqiu also caused an unhealable injury to Tang Mo's soul through the Jedi counterattack of spiritual power.

Soul attacks have a characteristic, that is, they are extremely difficult to recover, and once they are hit, it will be a lifelong problem if they don't get it right.

"I really can't understand why you drank so much yesterday, otherwise we wouldn't have found you. ”

Seeing that the crowd had basically evacuated to a safe distance, Tang Mo drew his war knife and was ready to fight at any time.

"I don't understand it either...... fox Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, he really didn't understand, "yes, why did I drink so much wine, the key is that I can't remember!"

What answered Hu Qianqiu was a knife light, Tang Mo waved it casually, and the knife in his hand seemed to be the corner of an antelope.

It seemed that the knife was still in Tang Mo's hands at the last moment, and the next moment the knife light had already arrived in front of Hu Qianqiu, and it could cut him in half at any time.

Fox Qianqiu screamed, and the sound waves were like waves, scattered and agitated.

Although everyone was far away, they still felt a little dizzy, and the weak ones even covered their ears.

The clothes on its body exploded, and five fiery red fox tails flew like five flames.

According to Tang Mo's understanding of the ancient barbarians, each tail symbolizes a realm.

Five tails, that is, the five-grade master, one level lower than Tang Mo.

But this is the rarest spiritual power five-grade master, it is normal to kill enemies by leapfrogging, especially Tang Mo's spiritual power has always been his weakness because of his injury.

Perhaps, Fox Qianqiu could kill Tang Mo with just one move of soul bombardment.

But Tang Mo was by no means afraid.

In the face of a strong person, if you are afraid, it is equivalent to half of the death.

Fox Qianqiu's hands had turned into fox claws, and he staggered his hands in front of Tang Mo's knife.

At the same time, its soul power launched an attack on Tang Mo.

There was a roar, as if thunder exploded, Tang Mo's knife slashed on Hu Qianqiu's arm, sparks flew out, and blood flew out.

At the same time, there were ripples in the void, as if someone had thrown small stones into a pond, which was characteristic of soul attacks.

Kitsune Chiaki was injured, and blood splattered on his arm, which was cut with a knife.

Tang Mo was also injured, he directly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, but his eyes were shining.

"The intensity of your soul bombardment is wrong, the power is far worse than you imagined, your soul is injured, haha, you are dead!"

In a fight, Tang Mo was injured.

He once again felt the difficulty of the ancient barbarian sacrifice, and the soul that had not been healed was once again stirred, and his head was splitting, and even the power of the knife just now was reduced by ninety percent.

But he also touched the bottom of the fox Qianqiu because of this.

I don't know why, Fox Qianqiu's soul power can only burst out with one-tenth of its power.

Is there such a good thing in the world?

Tang Mo was very happy, but the fox was angry.

This Tang Mo's soul trauma is indeed far from recovering, but he is even more out of state, otherwise one move just now is enough to kill Tang Mo.

Chiaki Fox has been injured twice recently.

One time was yesterday when he wanted to sneak attack Xia Yu, but he was counterattacked by the Seven Tribulation Arrows of the Yuan Shen, this was the first time he was injured, and it was also the most serious one, and he almost died in ashes.

The second time was when the doppelganger that had just been buried in Chen Lingfeng's body was attacked by Xia Yu, and the attack was not strong enough for him, but the drunkenness that followed was too uncomfortable.

The backlash of the Seven Tribulation Arrows of the Yuan Shen made Fox Qianqiu almost die.

The drunken sequelae attached to the arrow of the original god made Fox Qianqiu directly drunk.

If it weren't for these two reasons, he would have killed just now, how could he kindly give Tang Mo time to evacuate the masses?

I really thought he didn't see Tang Mo's little trick?

"All the people below the third rank are evacuated, and all the people above the third rank come to kill me. Tang Mo roared.

Tang Mo had a basic judgment on Hu Qianqiu's strength.

The complete state of Fox Qianqiu should be the strength of the peak of the fifth grade, but this strength is mainly strong in terms of soul power.

His flesh shell is not strong, let alone compared to the ancient barbarians of the fifth grade, even compared to the human beings of the fifth grade, it is far inferior.

If you estimate it, it is almost equivalent to a human four-rank martial artist!

The knife just now, if it hadn't been interfered with, it was estimated that Tang Mo would have been able to hack it to death with one knife!

And Fox Qianqiu's soul suffered a heavy blow for unknown reasons, which is equivalent to one-tenth of the strength of usual, maybe not even one-tenth.

Soul power of this strength is also terrifying, but it is not so deadly for humans with strong willpower.

The key is...... The soul attack of the strength just now, Fox Qianqiu may not be able to use it a few times.

Thinking about this, Tang Mo roared loudly and asked all the martial artists above the third rank to participate in the siege.

Today, even if it costs something, Fox Qianqiu must be killed here.

The sacrifice of an ancient barbarian with a wounded soul is too rare, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If he is allowed to escape and let his injuries recover, it is estimated that even if the human race takes out the six-rank martial arts and fights with it, it may not be able to kill him.

The opportunity is rare, but there are also risks, and I don't know how many Sanpin martial artists who participated in the siege can live.

But for the sake of a bigger victory, I can't care so much.

Qu Yuan, Li Zhen, Du Fu, Hu Jun, Peng Ying, Zhao Changjun......

A total of more than a dozen warriors rushed over from different directions and surrounded Fox Qianqiu in the center.

The faces of the people were solemn, but they did not hesitate.

Even Fei Dongpeng, a third-grade who had just been promoted, walked over with a long sword, and his eyes were so determined.

There has never been a shortage of people who die generously.

"I'll go too. ”

Xia Yu looked at the fox Qianqiu in the distance and said in a low voice.

"You're only second-class!" Song Mengfei reminded worriedly.

"The second grade is enough, if the third grade is not bullying them?"

Xia Yu squinted his eyes, "This time, I said that I couldn't kill a Wupin!"

Li Zhuang and the others were dumbfounded, they had seen such a madness, but they had never seen such a madness.

Did you drink too much?

Xia Yu walked towards the crowd with a big knife.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Yu's figure disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"What about people?" Li Zhuang muttered to himself.

Xia Yu was still angry just now, why can't he find anyone now.

It can't be hiding in the crowd, right?

Is it a giant in words and a dwarf in action?

"Shut up, and I'll beat you to death again. ”

Wu Mei knew that Xia Yu had the ability to be invisible, and she also knew that Xia Yu was preparing a yin person, so she couldn't let Li Zhuang tell her about it.

"Let's go over the three of us. Tang Ziyi thought about it and said to Wu Mei and Song Mengfei.

"You can't seem to help, do you?"

Shi Bao and the others looked at the three girls in surprise.

Xia Yu was able to pass, it was because he was the Great Demon King, and if anyone treated him as a second-grade powerhouse, it would be a brain in water.

But why are you three?

Well, even if Tang Ziyi is a little special, his spatial ability is unpredictable, and he can participate in such a battle.

But what do Wu Mei and Song Mengfei have?

You're going to give people heads.

"Let's go, maybe we can help. ”

Tang Ziyi couldn't elaborate, she couldn't tell others that Xia Yu had a trick to suck people dry and increase her strength, but she thought that she could still help when she waited for the three of them to pass.

Fox Qianqiu looked at the crowd around him with a solemn face.

Tang Mo himself was enough to threaten him.

This is still the strength of Tang Mo's mental wounds that have not yet healed, if Tang Mo's soul has not been traumatized, I am afraid that one person can beat him to death.

Now there are more than a dozen third-grade and fourth-grade martial artists, and these people are full of blood and spirit, and they are determined at first glance.

If it was normal times, with his spiritual power, he could naturally press them to the ground and rub them every minute.

But not now, Fox Qianqiu's mental power is seriously injured, and he can't even exert one-tenth of his usual strength.

And......

He also has drunken sequelae, it's a mess.

Why the do I drink, drinking urine is better than today's situation, Fox Qianqiu blames herself.

But it's useless to say this, the next battle of life and death is the key.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Fox Qianqiu threatened Qu Yuan and the others.

"I find you more afraid of death than we do. Qu Yuan smiled.

"I think this guy is cowardly, the sacrifice of the ancient barbarians, according to the usual routine, a spiritual storm has already come over, where is it like now!" Hu Jun teased.

"Perhaps, we can kill a five-grade spiritual powerhouse today, think about it, it's really exciting. Peng Ying showed excitement in her eyes.

Fox Qianqiu was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

What do these people think of themselves? sheep?

"It's true that I can't kill all of you, but the first two or three to shoot don't want to live, which of you is not afraid of death?"