This sword was not an ordinary slash against the twenty-five barbarian warriors before, and at the same time as this sword was slashed, two blue and red spiritual flames had already flashed above the blade.

Canglan Jiang directly focused his spiritual power on this long sword, and with the spiritual power of the dual attributes of ice and fire, the lethality of this emperor-level Xuan soldier was raised to a new level.

This sword slashed directly through the necks and shoulders of the two barbarian warriors, although at the critical moment, it was blocked by one of the barbarian warriors with the strange double-ended scimitar like goat's horn in his hand, but it still left a deep sword mark on the shoulders of the two of them.

"Tsk, so sparing spiritual power, it seems that the line between life and death just now really angered this old boy. After the boulder, Meng Siao poked out half of his head unhurriedly, looked towards the battlefield over there, and did not forget to comment on the previous sentence or two.

Canglan Jiang's sword was really angry.

The palpitations on the line of life and death just now made him angry, especially the one who almost killed him, it was actually a barbarian who didn't seem to him to have any brains at all, which made him even more annoyed and angry.

One sword is slashed, and the second sword follows.

This sword, the two barbarian warriors no longer had time to react, the blade of the sword cut directly from the neck of the first barbarian warrior, and then, cut out from the neck of the second barbarian warrior, although it was not able to directly cut off the heads of the two barbarian warriors, but, after this sword, the heads of the two were only half left, and they were still attached to the neck.

Soon, the next moment, the blood that rushed to the sky, like a fountain, directly pushed open the heads of the two people, so that their heads were thrown out directly from the broken neck, and hung on their backs, seeing that they were lifeless.

From performing the "Divine Fighting Technique" to sparing spiritual power and slashing out two swords with anger, this qiē actually only happened within ten breaths, until the bodies of the two barbarian warriors who had fallen to the ground, and only then did the dust and grass blades brought up by the people with the dual attribute spiritual power of ice and fire fall back to the ground one after another.

Canglan Jiang stood with his sword in his hand, and his angry expression revealed a trace of hidden vigilance.

At the same time as he had just beheaded with the second sword, inside the Ancient Spirit Ring, Yao Lao's spiritual sense transmission also entered his sea of consciousness at the same time: "Be careful, someone is hiding on your side, the cultivation of the Condensation Pulse Realm, but the qi and blood all over the body are very powerful, and it seems to be a monk among the barbarians." ”

At that moment, Meng Siao's spiritual sense sensed that not far away, almost at the same time, there was a strong blood qi, which flickered slightly.

The remaining ten barbarian warriors, after stumbling for a while, began to surround again.

The "spiritual explosion" created by Canglan Jiang with the "Divine Fighting Technique", in addition to blowing up the clothes on their bodies into a pile of rags, only left some subtle blood marks on their bare skin, and these blood marks were not even "external injuries".

With such a strong body, even Canglan River, the moment he saw it clearly, his eyes were involuntarily condensed.

However, what he cared more about than these ten barbarian warriors was the barbarian monk that Yao Lao had just reminded him of, the barbarian monk who had been hiding in the shadows.

The scene seems to have entered an atmosphere of confrontation.

The ten barbarian warriors did not make another move, but just kept a distance from the Canglan River, trying to approach step by step, but they never really rushed forward.

When they entered, the Canglan River retreated.

After repeating it several times, when these ten people approached again, Canglan Jiang sneered, flashed his body directly, and slashed towards these ten barbarian warriors with a sword: "Do you want to lure me to the ambush point?

This sword has obviously been planned for a long time, a sword slashed out, and before the barbarian warrior at the front could react, the sword blade had already cut through his left side of the neck, and then instantly cut out from the right side of the neck, a good head, directly by the blood sprayed from the neck, rushed up more than a foot high.

The next moment, the sword blade suddenly turned, not advancing but retreating, directly towards his back, slashing out a sword wind.

Where the sword wind passed, the grass and trees first burned, and then they were frozen in the middle by a piece of ice crystal.

"The spiritual power of the dual attributes of ice and fire is really extraordinary. A voice, at the moment when the sword wind swept up, sounded leisurely from behind the Canglan River.

Then, Meng Siao saw from a distance that a burly, shirtless barbarian man wearing only a skirt or a cloth coat flashed out from behind a towering tree, striding towards the Canglan River in response to the sword wind containing the spiritual power of ice and fire.

This sword wind slashed directly at his body without any hindrance, but it didn't even cut through his bronzed skin, except for the dissipation of the ice attribute spiritual power, leaving a few droplets of water on his chest, this sword can be said to have been completely ignored by this barbarian man.

"Who are you?" Canglan Jiang saw this barbarian man at the same time, his figure had already swept out horizontally, avoiding uniting the ten barbarian warriors with this person and forming a front and back encirclement for himself.

Meng Siao scolded secretly, but an earthy yellow ripple flashed under his feet, and the whole person sank directly to the ground. Because, the direction of the Canglan River's horizontal movement is clearly towards the boulder where he is hiding.

Seeing him like this, the barbarian man paused, and did not change direction, but only turned half of his body, facing him, and there was no change in expression on his face, and asked in a faint voice: "Who are you, why did you come to my barbarian's Yanyan Fire Prefecture?"

"Your barbarian's Yanyan Huozhou?" Canglan Jiang was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "Joke, when did Yanyan Huozhou become your barbarian's thing?"

The barbarian man was not angry, but as if he was stating a fact, he said in a calm tone: "Since ancient times, Yanyan Huozhou has always been the country of my barbarians. In this land, the birth, old age, sickness and death are all my barbarian comrades. Although there are occasional outsiders, they have never broken in so brutally as you did, in the same way that you killed my barbarians. ”

Canglan Jiang still sneered: "Is it I who want to take the initiative to kill someone? It was they who made the first move, and they were going to take my life without saying a word, if it was you, what would you do when you encounter a group of strangers who attack you?"

The barbarian man shook his head: "This is not the place you should come to. You are a monk on the Zhongzhou Continent, I advise you, just turn around, I can not pursue the matter of killing my barbarian warriors before. ”

"What if I have to go to Yanyan Huozhou?" Canglan Jiang glanced at the end of his gaze, there, and at the same time, at the end of this barren mountain range, a new continent, Yanyan Huozhou.

The barbarian man sighed, shook his head, and said, "In that case, I would have no choice but to represent the Barbarian Temple and kill you on the spot." ”