The camp is not completely chaotic yet.

Everyone in the White Bear Tribe is a warrior, the elderly, women, and children all have a certain amount of combat effectiveness, especially some old people who are still in good physical condition, although they can't break through the third order and become extraordinary like Fang Bajiu, but all of them have been battle-hardened warriors in the tribe, they pick up the iron rods that can be seen everywhere, and fight with the night corpses that rushed into the camp.

Qi Wanli was also embarrassed to look at it anymore, he picked up an iron rod from the side of a wounded man, and also joined the battle.

After the observation just now, Qi Wanli also summed up some rules. Night corpses rely on their extremely sensitive hearing to judge the enemy, and they will often hear the sound of the iron rod breaking through the air when the iron rod is swung out and make evasive actions, in this case, either the action of swinging the iron rod is fast enough, or it can predict the movement of the night corpse, otherwise there is a high probability that the stick will miss.

Qi Wanli checked the weight of the iron rod in his hand, and found that this iron rod was very heavy, I don't know what material was mixed with casting, it was nearly more than 20 catties, and it was not easy to wield, and it was really only these super big guys in the White Bear tribe who could use it as a daily weapon, and Qi Wanli could only hold the stick in both hands to meet those night corpses.

However, after all, he is accustomed to using fists, kicks and guns, and the iron rod is very difficult to use, so it is more of a role to drive away, and it is still unrealistic to drive the night corpses to places where there are more tribal warriors.

But as Qi Wanli swung the iron rod more and more, he began to feel a strange warm current gushing out of his heart, which quickly replenished Qi Wanli's physical strength and sent an energy that could fuse with his skeletal muscles to every joint and muscle, making his swing more and more powerful and smoother.

"What's going on?" Qi Wanli muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

A line of small dark blue letters suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and then dissipated like smoke and dust: "Backup Energy Core"

It turned out that this was the backup energy core that Dark Yuan said before! Qi Wanli's heart was overjoyed, and with this energy, he became more and more courageous, and the wind was born under his feet, and he came to the side of the night corpse who had just dodged a blow, clenched the iron rod with both hands, and smashed it down!

"Boom!" Qi Wanli felt like he had hit a hollow iron bucket, his hands were faintly numb from the shock, and the night corpse let out a terrible scream and fell to the ground.

The tribal warrior who had fought the night corpse before but had not been able to kill it glanced at the stranger in surprise and recognized him as the guy he had brought back by Tian Yuanxing's group, so he smiled in a friendly way and gave a thumbs up to Qi Wanli.

Qi Wanli also returned the salute with a smile, but the smile was a little strange.

Because when he killed this night corpse, he could clearly feel a cold current being drawn from the corpse, and then entered the body along his mouth and nose, and was converted into a warm current by the energy core of the heart.

This feeling...... It's a little disgusting, a little perverted. But the physical feeling is very refreshing, so cool that you want to sing.

"It's weird, isn't it?

Qi Wanli enjoyed the endless power, but at the same time, he couldn't help but complain.

After killing a night corpse, Qi Wanli is more handy, he began to be able to predict the trajectory of the night corpse's actions, these monsters have no wisdom, and the dodging actions are very simple back jumps, side shifts, just fast wins, as a criminal police officer who has practiced fighting for many years, and has an energy core bonus, Qi Wanli gradually mastered their action habits.

Soon, there were already four night corpses scattered under his iron rod.

Just as he was about to kill, his scalp suddenly went numb, his hair stood on end, and a strong sense of vigilance came to his heart, and he didn't have time to observe where the danger came from, so he subconsciously made a forward and rolling action.

This action is a bit awkward, but very effective. At the same time as he rolled to the side, a pair of sharp claws shining with cold light fell from the sky and swept over the place where Qi Wanli was standing just now, it was the flying night demon. Maybe it noticed that there was a guy here who was getting stronger and stronger, and wanted to kill or injure him.

After Qi Wanli stabilized his body, he found that the night demon did not fly away, but turned back in the air and killed him again.

At this time, Fang Bajiu was still some distance from here, but the night demon was close at hand, and it was obviously impossible to expect Teacher Fang to come to the rescue, so Qi Wanli could only prepare to meet the attack of the night demon.

The night demon had big hands, and this time it didn't stretch out its sharp claws, but opened its big hands and hugged Qi Wanli, it was obvious that it wanted to grab this person and throw Qi Wanli from the sky like it had broken and injured the tribal warrior before.

But how could Qi Wanli let it get his wish, he pushed the iron rod horizontally, pushed it forward, and stopped it between the night demon's hands, and the huge force collided, Qi Wanli was immediately knocked backwards for a few meters, fell to the ground, and the iron rod also fell off from his hand.

With the help of the energy of the backup energy core, the push Qi Wanli just now used great strength, and the night demon was also pushed back a little by him, and he froze his body, and he couldn't immediately stretch out his hands to Qi Wanli again.

At this moment, Fang Bajiu had already arrived, and his figure was like a furious chariot, heading straight for the night demon.

The night demon no longer loves to fight, his flesh wings flapped, rolled up the wind and dust, and his body was about to fly to the sky as soon as he pulled it out, but he heard Fang Bajiu shout "Where to escape!" and then kicked on the spot, jumping towards the night demon, and at the same time stretched out his arms, as if to hold the night demon and press him back to the ground.

Who knew that the night demon made a feint, just when Fang Bajiu's muscular arms were about to catch the night demon, it suddenly turned around out of thin air, and kicked its feet Fang Bajiu's chest, and with this force, it once again swept towards Qi Wanli, who had not yet risen on the ground.

"Damn, am I a soft persimmon?

Qi Wanli cursed and wanted to roll on the spot again to avoid the night demon, but the monster leader's movements were too fast, and it also let out a scream when it pounced, and there were two night corpses near Qi Wanli who were summoned by it, and they pounced on Qi Wanli without the risk of being hit by the tribal battle, so that he couldn't effectively dodge.

In the next second, the hard, fishy big hands clasped the ribs on both sides of Qi Wanli, and then the flesh wings brought a whirlwind, and the night demon grabbed Qi Wanli and rushed into the sky.

The sharp claws dug into the flesh, and Kai Wanli grinned in pain. What's more, after only two breaths, he was taken to a height of more than ten meters, which is equivalent to four or five floors, and he is not as rough and thick as the tribal warriors, if he falls from here, he is afraid that he will vomit blood and die on the spot.

So, at the same time as the night demon's hands were released, Qi Wanli stretched out his hands, grabbed the night demon's skinny wrists, and then used his shoulders, waist and abdomen at the same time, made a pull-up, bent his two knees, and slammed into the night demon's chest!

The night demon screamed, and his body spun in the air sharply and irregularly, causing Qi Wanli's body to shake in the air, quickly defusing Qi Wanli's knee collision while trying to throw him back to the ground. But what Qi Wanli practiced in the police force was grappling skills, where was it so easy to be thrown off by it? He took advantage of the night demon's movements in the air, and found an opportunity to suddenly take a leap and flip onto the night demon's back.

The night demon was about to struggle, but Qi Wanli had already used an extremely difficult lock technique, entangled the night demon like an octopus, a not thick but hard as stone arm locked the night demon's throat, and the other hand buckled the root of a fleshy wing, and at the same time the two feet were wrapped around the night demon's waist, locked tightly.

Where had this monster ever seen anything like Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, naked choke, and was immediately locked up by surprise, its limbs struggling helplessly in the air, and the only flesh wing that could still flapp was flapping.

The night demon who lost his balance began to spin and fall, Qi Wanli clinged to the night demon's stinky body, suppressed the urge to vomit, opened his eyes and stared downward, he had to jump away before the night demon landed, otherwise even if there was this monster as a buffer, the height of more than ten meters would be enough for him to fall.

The Night Demon was locked by the Locking Technique and lost the ability to command the Night Corpses, and the Night Corpses on the ground were suddenly in chaos, and they were quickly suppressed by the high-spirited, hot-blooded tribal warriors. Fang Bajiu was standing on the ground, staring at the entangled people and monsters in the sky through the pair of reading glasses, narrowing his eyes.

When they were still about five or six meters above the ground, Fang Bajiu squatted down, poured all his strength into his legs, jumped up with the power that could kick the ground apart, and rushed straight into the air, and then hugged Qi Wanli and the night demon and fell back to the ground.

"Wow!" Qi Wanli almost didn't spit it out, Fang Bajiu was extremely powerful, this hug directly made his face and the night demon's back stick together, a smell of rot rushed straight to his head, and there was nowhere to hide, but he knew that Fang Bajiu was to prevent him from falling, so he could only endure it with his eyes closed.

At a height of five or six meters, holding a person and a monster, this is a bit reluctant for the elderly Fang Bajiu. However, he was a transcendent grandmaster, and after Fang Bajiu landed, he rolled twice, and then unloaded his strength.

After Fang Bajiu let go of his arms, Qi Wanli let go of his lock technique without hesitation, and left the night demon half-touching and half-crawling. The night demon had already been locked into a delirium, and before it could react, Fang Bajiu stepped on its belly, and then slammed a fist into the middle of the night demon's chest without the slightest hesitation.

With the death of the leader, the night corpse is no longer a threat. Fang Bajiu didn't look at the night corpses that were fleeing like wild monkeys, walked to Qi Wanli's side, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Fang Bajiu's eyes showed a look of admiration: "Night demons generally can't fly, this is a mutated night demon, which is at the level of a third-order grandmaster, but I didn't expect to die under your hands." ”

Qi Wanli's physical strength that he had lost a lot in the grappling just now had been replenished by the backup energy core, and the feeling of nausea and retching was also swept away. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It died at the hands of you, Teacher Fang...... I can't kill it, and if I do fall to the ground together, I don't think I can't, and even the slightest bit of struggle it can kill me. ”

Qi Wanli is telling the truth, the energy core can replace the lost physical strength, but if he is seriously injured, there is no way to guarantee that the core can save him immediately.

Fang Bajiu laughed and said: "Don't be modest, the kung fu you made is very interesting, and the fist and leg techniques we practice are different! Are people in the glorious era as good as you?"

Qi Wanli waved his hand and smiled: "You can leave this question for tomorrow to ask me, and I will definitely answer it well." ”