The power of the True Yang Technique is second only to the Thunder Control Technique, and even the two-winged monster snake suffered a loss, and the barbarian took a hard blow, naturally he was not lightly injured, the big knife in his hand was gone, and the arm holding the knife was not half severe, and the whole person was blown up, and some places were covered with yellow-red blood blisters, which looked very mad.

Liu Mang didn't expect that after the barbarian in front of him actually resisted a True Yang Technique, he would be able to break through the impact of the explosion and forcibly rush in front of him at such a fast speed, so that he didn't have time to dodge at all.

The barbarian's height of more than five meters was blocked in front of him, like a flesh, full of oppression, especially the stench mixed with the burning smell of the barbarian's body almost didn't faint him.

"My hands!"

Looking at the severed arm of his right hand, Wumeng's eyes were split, and he almost lost his mind, he didn't expect that the power of that fireball was so great, not only hurt himself, but also blew off half of his arm, without half of his arm, his combat power was almost lost a quarter, after returning to the tribe, those who had long coveted their position would definitely take the opportunity to challenge themselves, and the position of the warrior commander might not be able to be kept.

As soon as he thought of this, a wave of resentment uncontrollably appeared in Wumeng's heart, and his originally vicious face became even more hideous, and his voice was full of bitter hatred: "Little cub, I'm going to swallow you alive!"

The next moment, his other arm was picked up and slammed down on Liu Mang, Liu Mang wanted to dodge at this time, but it was too late, so he could only sacrifice a round shield-shaped defensive magic weapon.

"Smack!"

The magic weapon was blown up as soon as it flew out, but it also bought Liu Mang a little time, he suddenly injected the sword yuan force into the boots on his feet, and the blue light on the boots flashed, and his whole person appeared thirty meters away, dodging Wumeng's fierce blow.

After pulling away a little distance, Liu Mang didn't dare to be careless, and almost instantly recalled the flying swords around him, and then surrounded him.

Umon misses the blow and roars angrily, "Behemoth Trample!"

I saw that his feet suddenly stepped on the ground hard, and the whole ground trembled violently, Liu Mang only felt that his feet were floating for a while, his head was temporarily dizzy, and his body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Not good!"

When he reacted, Wumeng had already come to his side again, and Liu Mang didn't have time to unfold the sword formation at all, looking at the fist that was close at hand, his heart was cold at this time.

"Hmph, people of the Wu Barbarian Clan, this is the territory of our White Wolf Tribe, do you want to provoke a war between the two tribes?"

Suddenly, a metal spear shot out from the dense forest behind Liu Mang, and a white wolf shadow chased behind the spear, flashing, and came to Liu Mang in an instant.

In an instant, the wolf shadow turned into a slender white-haired barbarian, he held the spear with both hands, his arms trembled, and the spear forged by Black Thunder Gold brought a little cold light, turned into an afterimage, and stabbed hundreds of shots at Wumeng's fist in a row.

Seeing this, Wumeng's pupils shrank, his arms swelled suddenly, the muscles on it rolled like mice, and the beast patterns covering it turned into a thick black mist, and in the black mist, a huge beast claw appeared out of thin air, and then slammed into the spear in the white-haired man's hand.

The crisis was lifted, Liu Mang hurriedly retreated, dodging to the side, at this time, he clearly saw that the white-haired barbarian also had two wolf-shaped beast patterns flashing with white light, but the hard collision, he obviously suffered a small loss, and the spear in his hand splashed sparks on the claws of the beast covered with scales.

At the same time, the white-haired barbarian also staggered backwards and retreated continuously, and the tiger's mouth holding the spear was cracked.

"Wow Ka Ka, the cub of the White Wolf Department, you are not my opponent, hurry up and get out, otherwise Lao Tzu will smash you into meat sauce!"

Wumeng's eyes glared angrily, which were covered with red bloodshots, and his gaze was tightly locked on Liu Mang, and his attention was not on the white-haired barbarian at all.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the dense forest.

Shout!

A sharp sound of breaking the air struck, and only two white lights flashed.

Poof!

"Ahh

Umeng only felt a darkness in front of him, and two long metal arrows the thickness of his thumb were inserted into his two eye sockets, countless blood spurted out of his eyes, and he howled in pain, covering his face in embarrassment and retreating.

Seeing this, the white-haired barbarian stomped the ground with both feet, and the metal spear in his hand suddenly turned, bringing a cold light to shoot out, and stabbed fiercely towards Wumeng's open chest, piercing his chest at once.

"Damn! you wait with me!"

A terrible howl shook the surrounding woods violently, and a beast pattern on Umeng's body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of black mist that enveloped his body, and then fled quickly into the distance, and disappeared in an instant.

After Umeng fled, the other three barbarians saw that the situation was not good, and they also gave up their opponents, rushed into the maze forest, and fled.

Immediately after, hundreds of white-haired barbarians sprang up around the dense forest.

After the white-haired barbarian repelled Wumeng, he pointed his spear at Liu Mang and asked eagerly, "Who are you? What is your relationship with Miss Nine? Why didn't you see her?"

Before Liu Mang came to the Northern Wilderness, he had already obtained information about Liu's Mansion on the Northern Wilderness Trade Road from his Jiugu, and knew that the barbarians of the White Wolf Tribe were one of the customers of his caravan, and the relationship was not bad.

"My name is Liu Mang, the ninth miss in your mouth should be my ninth aunt, she did not enter the Northern Wilderness with the caravan this time. ”

"Oh, didn't she come?" After the white-haired barbarian heard Liu Mang's words, his face showed a trace of loss, and then he hurriedly asked, "Then do you know why she didn't come?

"My ninth aunt is fine, but the family has handed over the caravan to me to take care of, so in the future, I will replace my ninth aunt to enter the Northern Wilderness. Liu Mang said truthfully, he felt that the barbarian in front of him seemed to care very much about his ninth aunt.

"What!?do you mean she won't enter the Northern Wilderness in the future?" the barbarian heard Liu Mang's words, his eyes widened, and his face showed a look of disbelief.

Liu Mang nodded, at this time he was sure that the barbarian in front of him was afraid that he had taken a fancy to his ninth aunt, thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a serious look at the appearance of this barbarian, handsome face, streamlined muscles, full of masculine flavor, standard sunshine man, but unfortunately the body of more than three meters tall is not something that ordinary women can bear.

On the other side, after seeing the barbarians who attacked him fleeing, Liu Wuyi stumbled to the ground, panting heavily.

"Fifth brother, are you okay. Seeing this, Liu Ba hurriedly ran over and helped him up.

Liu Wu waved his hand, and then said, "Is the reckless boy okay?"

"Fifth brother, don't worry, the reckless prince was saved by Bai Hua, the young patriarch of the White Wolf Tribe, and now the seventh sister has passed. ”

"Oh, that's good, you help me through. ”

Liu Wu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.