118 Lend you a little
"Moulton!"
As the representative of the barbarian team, when he saw that Morton was about to die on the spot, those barbarian warriors couldn't help but shout loudly, looking at the latter with great concern.
It's a pity that even so, in the face of the fierce attack of the furious wind, Morton still has no way to deal with it, so he can only stand in place, quietly waiting for death to come.
"I'm sorry father, I'm sorry Abith...... I'll go first. ”
Facing the thunderbolt that struck the door, Morton immediately prepared to slowly close his eyes.
But when he heard the sound of the bell, the pair of thunder axes were forcibly bounced away, and a figure stood in front of him.
"As the face of death, I am not prepared to welcome you into my arms."
Qin Hong smiled slightly, and said in a relaxed tone.
"Who are you?"
Fufeng clenched his axes and looked at Qin Hong with great fear.
His family knows his own affairs, and the attack just now has used nearly 90% of his strength!
But such an attack was forcefully bounced away by Qin Hong so easily.
In response to Fufeng's questioning, Qin Hong just smiled silently, and then said, "I'm just a passerby who was about to go to the Ice Bow Tribe, but I was stopped in this place by you. ”
As soon as he heard Qin Hong's answer, Fufeng was immediately secretly surprised.
With a hint of respect, he looked at Qin Hong and said, "Your Excellency, we are willing to make way for you to go to the Ice Bow Tribe, here...... It's a matter between us and the barbarian tribe, please don't meddle at will! ”
With the appearance of Qin Hong, the personnel of both sides who were originally fighting together were clearly divided at the moment.
The barbarian warriors gathered around Moulton, their eyes full of pressure.
I don't know if I don't fight, after the battle just now, they have clearly felt how terrible the combat effectiveness of these berserkers is.
Although in the Demigod Snow Country, the combat power of the barbarian tribes already belongs to the middle and upper levels, but in the face of the strongest berserkers, they can still feel great pressure.
"Moulton, do you know this master?"
Morton shook his head, he didn't know Qin Hong, and he didn't know why he would help him.
Qin Hong, who had just shown his hand, with the strength he showed, also put a lot of pressure on Morton and his party.
After hearing Fufeng's words at this moment, Qin Hong seemed to have thought of something, suddenly looked back at Moulton, and then said with a smile.
"He's right, this is a battle between you, and I shouldn't be meddled in it...... But your weapon is broken, and I have a long knife here, so I'll lend it to you first. ”
"Thank you, Your Excellency! This battle is dead or alive, I will do my best! ”
Morton didn't think about it at all, and he had to rely on Qin Hong to solve these berserkers in front of him.
Although the barbarian warriors are inferior in skills, they naturally have their own glory and dignity.
After hearing Moulton's words, Qin Hong smiled with satisfaction, then flicked his right hand, threw out a bright long knife, and threw it in front of Moulton.
"This knife is called 'Eight Desolation Knife', borrow it from you, don't let it down!"
Morton nodded, and as soon as he grasped the Eight Desolation Knife and the handle of the knife was in his hands, he immediately sensed an extremely powerful energy, which instantly transmitted to his whole body.
"This knife ......"
Moulton's expression froze, and he was speechless for a while.
But his performance, in the eyes of the angry wind, was a sign of cowardice.
After glancing at Qin Hong and confirming that the other party would not interfere in this battle again, he immediately raised his double axe and said loudly with great momentum.
"What? Morton, even if you get a new weapon, don't you have the courage to fight me? If you're on your knees and begging me for mercy right now, I'll consider letting you go!" ”
Morton grinned when he heard this.
Feeling the energy that was constantly transmitted by the Eight Desolation Blades in his hand, the angry wind no longer had any threat in his heart.
With a light breath, Morton grasped the long knife in both hands and walked towards the furious wind again.
Every time he took an extra step, the momentum on his body increased by a few points, and under the increase of the Eight Desolation Blades, he had already become a pseudo-master.
"Come on! Since you don't know whether you live or die, I will personally send you to heaven! ”
Fury Wind grinned, raised his axes, and once again attacked Morton with a strong thunderous power.
saw Morton holding a knife in both hands, from the bottom up, and directly came with a long knife to pick up.
Swish!
To everyone's surprise, on the blade of the Eight Desolation Blades, an earthy yellow sword glow instantly appeared, and it rushed towards the angry wind with incomparably sharp eyes.
"How is that possible!"
Fury was dumbfounded, but he couldn't react at all.
The sword flashed, and in an instant, it took the life of Fufeng on the spot!
Such a sharp sword, without extremely strong strength, is simply impossible to make smoothly.
It's the knife!
Everyone at the scene reacted immediately.
Moulton, who had just been crushed by the force of Fury, actually killed Fury in one second at this moment?
What kind of weapon is this, which can instantly increase the user's exaggerated combat effectiveness!
"Now, are you still going to stand in our way?"
While everyone was frightened, Qin Hong smiled slightly and asked the group of berserkers.
When they heard this, they all reacted immediately, turned around and ran towards the rear.
"Let's go! Tell Dane that a strong enemy is approaching! ”
"Barbarian tribe guys, you give us a memory! If you provoke our berserker tribe, you won't end well! ”
The berserkers cursed loudly as they ran wildly.
The barbarian warriors were all sarcastic, and they really looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts for the performance of this lost dog.
"Your Excellency, you ......"
Morton held the Eight Desolation Knife in both hands, and just wanted to return the long knife to Qin Hong.
saw that the latter looked at the fleeing berserkers with an indifferent expression, and his right leg was glowing with an unknown earthy yellow energy, and he stomped hard to the ground.
The right foot hit the ground, and the energy immediately rushed towards the fleeing berserkers in front of him.
Poof! Poof!
The energy instantly came to the feet of the berserkers, and the next moment there were countless rock spikes, breaking through the thick snow layer and stabbing them on the spot.
Blood stained the snow in an instant, giving the area a strong smell of blood.
"That's it...... Kill them all? ”
The group of barbarian warriors behind Morton were all dumbfounded, completely stunned by the scene in front of them.
"Your Excellency, this knife will be returned to you."
Morton respectfully held the Eight Desolation Knife and placed it in front of Qin Hong.
Not to mention that he hadn't thought about snatching this knife at all, even if he wanted to, after seeing Qin Hong's strength, he didn't dare to have any thoughts.