The sharp sword momentum firmly locked the two monsters not far away, but they still moved towards Chen Fei and the two of them slowly and firmly without realizing it, the exposed muscle layer was glowing with a disgusting pink, and a trace of rancid breath spread to Chen Fei's nose from afar, so that a clear look of disgust flashed in the young man's eyes, and with a twist of his wrist, the sword blade was slightly oblique, and he walked up quickly. The www.biquge.info barbarian Odin who was standing on the side also took out a snowy hand axe from his waist, strode away and easily followed behind Chen Fei, and his loud voice spread like a tidal wave.

"This is a zombie, it is said to be a lower demon controlled by Bifrons, the forty-sixth ranked demon god of the seventy-two pillars of hell, and it moves slowly, it is very disgusting, Ah Fei, you don't have to worry about it, I will protect you by your side. The bald head smeared with blue paint showed a heroic and sincere smile, but there was a little bit of sadism in his eyes - hey, hey, what will you be scared of, I'm really looking forward to it... It seemed that he thought of the usually steady Chen Fei being scared by the zombies, and a trace of obscene expression appeared in the eyes of the barbarian, but in the next moment, he was shattered by a bright sword light that suddenly lit up, and the scene that happened in front of him almost directly shattered his common sense, making him exhale directly.

“。。。。 How can it be... ”

。。。。 Even the most ordinary low-level demon phantom is not something that an ordinary person can kill, especially.

。。。 Only one sword was used...

The bright sword light seemed to still be reflected in Odin's gray pupils, pure and clear, as a true warrior, he did not perceive any energy fluctuations from above, whether it was the power of blood wrath or the divine will, there was no 。。。。。 In other words, Chen Fei simply killed the two Demon Phantoms with just his own strength, and once such a warrior could successfully change jobs。。。。。。

A legendary name appeared in Odin's mind, which shook his brain for a while, and a trace of fiery heat quickly appeared in his eyes looking at Chen Fei.

"How is it possible?" The strength in his hand was drumming, and the viscous black blood stained on the short sword was crushed, revealing the original cold blade again, Chen Fei asked directly without looking back, in the pitch-black eyes, the two zombies who had been lying on the blood-colored ground slowly turned into phantoms, and a trace of the pitch-black power that originally flowed in the demon's body could not disappear, but slowly solidified, and finally formed a black spar with a slight sense of transparency, and the faint sense of coercion made Chen Fei's eyes narrow slightly.

Demon spar, the embodiment of demonic power, after the demons die in this world, their power cannot return to hell, can only be solidified in the mortal world, turned into all kinds of magical objects, demon spars can be used for the cultivation of warriors, and the formed blade armor often has a powerful effect that mortal equipment cannot match.

Reaching out to pick up his first trophy, Chen Fei suddenly felt a gust of evil wind behind him, and before he could react, a thick arm firmly bound his waist, and the powerful force made Chen Fei's eyes shrink for a while, and resisted the urge to use the short sword in his hand to open seventeen or eighteen holes in that bald head, Chen Fei gritted his teeth and asked, "Odin... You'd better explain it to me ... There was an air of unkindness in his voice.

"Hahaha, Ah Fei, I'm talking about this thing when I go back! The barbarian warriors who had almost obeyed Chen Fei's words in the past were just laughing excitedly at the moment, and there was no hint of relaxation in the arms around Chen Fei, and a rich blood-colored light appeared at Odin's feet, and then accompanied by a bang, the majestic and burly body turned into an afterimage and appeared in mid-air, with a strong inertia like a cannonball out of the bore, shooting towards the direction of Rog's camp, the familiar way of action made Chen Fei's pupils shrink violently, and then a thick shock that could not be dissolved appeared in his dark eyes。

。。。。。 This is.... Eight steps to Zen. No.. No.,The speed and height are stronger than the eight-step Zen.,This should be.。。

。。。 Barbarian Skill - Jumping。。 It's just a sixth-level transition skill in the game... Is it going to be stronger than the top light skills in the martial arts world? . . .

。。。 I can only say ... Isn't it worthy of the world of gods and demons? . .

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Camp Rog, the Witch Training Ground.

It is said to be a training ground, but in fact it is just a small empty square, in the center of which there are some wooden rakes, some thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls practicing the most basic elemental spells under the guidance of the blind nuns, and in a continuous light sound, the power fluctuations of frost, flickering and fire loom from time to time.

Akala, dressed in a purple robe, stood on the side of the training ground, her long silver hair fluttering in the breeze, looking at the little girl who was constantly working hard with a little relief and emotion, after five years of training, they had begun to gradually master the power of the elements, even if there was no way to obtain the combat skill inheritance of the warrior after becoming an adult, it was enough to become an excellent mercenary, after all...

。。 The inheritance requirements of the warriors are too high...

Sighing slightly, a hint of gloom appeared in Akara's expression: "If there is one more warrior in the camp, maybe everything will be much easier." Pity..... ”

"Ahhhh。。。。。。h Lord Akara... ”

At this moment, a howl like a ghost crying wolf came from the air, the voice was almost as loud as ten strong men beating gongs and drums in your ears, a few pops in the training ground, and several elemental spells that should have been successfully released turned into a puff of black smoke, making the pink little faces dirty, but these little girls did not have a trace of frustration on their faces, but instead appeared a look of joy, and shouted crisply to the burly figure falling from the sky: "Brother Odin... ”

"Little Ula, little Kane, little Carter。。。。。 Hello guys.,Now my brother has something.,I'll be playing with you later.。。。 After greeting each of the little girls affectionately, the barbarian warrior strode up to Akara, bowed respectfully, and then carried Chen Fei's collar like a thin little chick, and said to Akara: "Lord Akara, I hope you can open a place of inheritance for Akara. Trust me, because 。。。。。 In an almost roaring voice, the barbarian's saliva sprayed on Chen Fei's face like raindrops, and Chen Fei, who had just been smoked half to death by his squeaky nest, finally couldn't help it.

。。。。。 Odin, you bastard。。。。。

The right hand was wrapped around the barbarian's thick wrist like a spirit snake, and the internal force was slightly exhaled and the barbarian's clutches were freed, and the quiet and flowing internal force suddenly exploded, and the barbarian's tall and majestic figure crossed a graceful curve in the air in Akara's shocked eyes, and fell heavily ten meters away. The young man's angry appearance and Odin's somewhat innocent smirk were reflected in Akara's deep eyes, making the old man's mouth appear with a long-lost smile.

。。。 A new warborne?

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