Just as the warriors were slaughtering and preparing to uproot this barbarian tribe, a group of barbarians who had gone out hunting appeared in the space.

Unlike these barbarians, who were reduced to lambs, this group of barbarians who went out hunting were relatively strong and red-faced.

When they saw that someone in the tribe was attacked, the barbarians immediately threw away their prey, and with spears in hand, they pounced on them.

"Be careful......

When some warriors saw this scene, their faces became solemn.

Unlike Wu Mian, they are all veterans of barbarian hunting, and as soon as they see this group of barbarians, they know that their strength is not weak.

Just as they were engrossed in the battle that followed, they heard a scream break through the air, and the arrows pierced the void like lightning, and one arrow pierced the barbarian's chest.

The barbarian was keeping his sprint high, but after taking such an arrow, his body suddenly shook violently, and a large cloud of blood spurted out of the wound.

After shooting the first arrow, Lin Nanchong took out another pole arrow, opened the bow, and shot the arrow.

The arrow turned into an arc of light, leaving a long scar and submerging into the body of another barbarian.

When Lin Nanchong's movements are proficient, whether it is drawing arrows or stringing, it is as if carved into the bone marrow, and there is no need to think at all, aim, and shoot arrows with a single move.

This barbarian squad that went out hunting had as many as twelve people, but before they could get close, they were taken away by Lin Nanchong with a wave of arrows.

With Lin Nanchong's great might, the remaining warriors also rushed towards the remaining barbarians, including Wu Mian's figure.

When he opened the killing ring before, it was too easy to kill, and in the face of these demon-like existences, there was no room for fighting back in his hands, which made Wu Mian feel like he was killing innocents indiscriminately.

Therefore, he chose to rush towards the significantly stronger hunting team.

Really.

As he approached, Wu Mian felt a creepy aura rushing towards him.

However, this aura is only a little stronger than the barbarians he faced before, not to mention the barbarians that Wu Mian encountered in the Rongmen, even if it is an ordinary martial artist, it is far inferior.

Wu Mian only used his spiritual power slightly, and he had already resisted the breath on the other party's body.

The barbarian took a heavy step at his feet, holding a hunting spear in his hand, and stabbed it fiercely into Wu Mian's chest.

Wu Mian took a sword in his hand, swinging away the spear in the barbarian's hand, and then the ghost under his feet took a step forward and directly slashed the sword at the barbarian's neck.

As a swordsman, Wu Mian's current swordsmanship is so high that he can do whatever he wants and change freely.

Not to mention a barbarian who doesn't know what martial arts to dodge, even if he is a senior martial artist, he can't react even under this sword change.

The sword flashed, and a large cloud of blood splattered out from the barbarian's neck.

With his sword sense, Wu Mian could feel his long sword tearing open the barbarian's neck artery.

It's just that when he just relaxed his vigilance, he saw the barbarian roar, and the blood that was originally gushing out actually stopped with visibility, and the huge wound on the other party's neck also healed itself with visibility......

Wu Mian jumped his eyebrows, a little surprised, he didn't expect that the other party also had the ability to reply quickly.

"Roar!?"

Just as Wu Mian was thinking, the barbarian suddenly let out a deafening roar at Wu Mian, which shook Wu Mian's eardrums a little painfully, and even splashed some saliva on his face.

"What's the ghost called!?"

Wu Mian staggered a step under his feet, and his figure moved sideways one meter and five away, moving from the front of the barbarian to his left hand, easily dodging the barbarian's stabbing attack.

Wu Mian raised his hand is a sword, the sword light is like a rainbow, directly piercing the space, and a sword penetrates into the temple part of the barbarian.

The barbarian's skull was stiff, it was really like steel, but even below the extreme, Wu Mian still easily broke through the opponent's defense.

Then, the force points on his arms were all in unison, and he drew the sword from the barbarian's temple, and by the way, it also stirred his brain.

"It's not ...... dead now"

Wu Mian pulled out his long sword, slid a step, opened a distance of four meters, and then aimed the long sword in his hand at the barbarian figure, if the other party was not dead, he could make up for the stabbing rain.

However, the brain, as the most important organ in the human body, is obviously impossible to live after suffering such damage.

In the middle of breathing, the barbarian fell directly to the ground, and even his soul power was absorbed and devoured by Wu Mian......

Wu Mian breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the others, but now the remaining barbarians had been dealt with by other martial artists.

He saw it too.

Although the strength of these barbarians is stronger than that of ordinary barbarians, they are not much stronger, and for a senior martial artist like them, they can't cause much damage, and they can be easily solved.

......

More than ten minutes later,

After dealing with the last group of barbarians, the mission was finally completed.

Looking at the corpses of barbarians all over the ground, even Wu Mian felt a little incredible.

Just before the mission, he had been worried about the number of people on both sides.

After all, he had seen the great strength of the barbarians, so naturally he should not be underestimated.

But what he didn't expect was that the difference in strength between fellow barbarians would be so huge.

Except for some sturdy barbarians, most of the barbarians are afraid that they are not even at the level of martial artists, for them swordsmen, senior martial artists, it is like meat on the chopping board.

And in this mission, the person with the most outstanding performance naturally belonged to the team leader Lin Nanchong, with a war bow, it was simply a big kill, and in the end all the arrows were shot, and he directly drew out his sword and rushed into the tribe.

As a student of Lin Xin'an, he often listened to the old man say that Lin Nanchong was not good at practicing swords, and he was trying to go crookedly, but when he saw the other party's swordsmanship today, his swordsmanship was still quite good, in terms of proficiency alone, it could reach at least 8o+% or more, and I don't know what the old man is not satisfied with.

With the end of the mission, Lin Nanchong began to let people rescue some of the hostages, and he began to clean up the battlefield and pick up the arrows he shot.

These arrows of his are not ordinary arrows, whether they are arrows or arrow rods, they are all specially made.

For Lin Nanchong, what he shot out was not arrows, but money.

Wu Mian followed the team to a cave not far away, and began to rescue the held hostages, only to see that most of the hostages were lying on the ground, looking weak, and some even fell into a coma, apparently because of the otherworldly reaction.

At this time, Wu Mian saw a child.

The boy was much more energetic than the other adults, standing in the depths of the cave, holding a sharp-looking piece in his hand, grinning at them, accompanied by a roar.

Wu Mian glanced at the child, and his face changed slightly: "Be careful, he is a barbarian." ”