The Tianjiao cultivated silently by Nu Tianyi is several times more powerful than the wild warriors in the king's court. He is too deep in the city and is too good at forbearance.

However, there are only seven such powerful Tianjiao barbarians, and Xia Qingchen will not worry.

No matter how strong the individual is, it is limited. Can the seven of them still block thousands of troops?

He was worried that there were only seven powerful young barbarians trained by Nu Tianyi?

Moreover, nu Tianyi knows the combat effectiveness of soldiers in Liangjing like the back of his hand, but the barbarian army in charge of Nu Tianyi has never invaded Liangjing for many years. They know nothing about how strong they are.

The only thing I know is that even ordinary barbarian soldiers harassing Liangjing on the border of the two borders make Liangjing feel difficult.

The combat effectiveness of the army trained by Nu Tianyi for many years is beyond imagination!

The audience was silent for a moment, and the three priests broke the silence with heavy breathing. They stared at the indifferent slave Tianyi in horror, and felt a sense of panic in the face of the former king's cliff in the south of the building.

The unfathomable feeling made them very uneasy.

"Continue!" But now that the matter had come to an end, they had no other way out. With a deep drink, priest Wu ordered the second dead man to come forward.

The priest of the hidden mirror and the priest of the pear drop sent their own people one after another. The three formed a team again and stood on the altar with great dignity.

Nu Tianyi looked calmly: "who will come this time?"

The seven barbarians behind him were silent for a moment. A barbarian with yellow armor beside him sighed helplessly: "I'll come!"

He didn't play as high-profile as the first armored barbarian, but climbed the altar from the chain with his negative hand.

This time, the three dead men didn't have any carelessness and started their barbaric art from the beginning.

Blood holes appeared on their bodies, and the flowing blood condensed into strange runes on their skin, flashing and disappearing, which was a few points close to the wild God body opened by Senyu.

Their eyes gradually turned blood red, like irrational beasts, with red eyes, and their muscles swelled unnaturally, like a steel wall.

"Come!" With a roar, the three people stepped on the earth one after another, like an arrow off the string.

After they performed their martial arts, their strength soared several levels, the space was oppressed by bouncing, and sparks were rubbed between their fists and the air.

In the spark of calcium carbide, the three bullied the Yellow armored barbarian and hit his vital points almost at the same time.

However, the next breath, the three strangely flew back!

Ordinary people can't see what happened at all. Only those with extraordinary eyesight can catch a glimpse of the real scene.

At the moment when the three fists were close to the body, the Yellow armored barbarians raised their right fists, punched them face to face, and then took them back expressionless, maintaining the posture of standing with their negative hands.

However, his speed is too fast to be captured by the naked eye!

Bang bang——

They were swept away one after another and fell on the edge of the altar.

Look carefully, their bodies are soft, but their bones are all cracked!

With a simple punch, the opponent's fist Qi will pass from their fists to their bones and break them all.

Although he spared their lives and never left them in the volcano, his bones were broken and he could only become a waste in the future.

"It's a waste of time." The Yellow armor barbarian didn't think so. He went back to Nu Tianyi's back and simply hugged him.

Nu Tian's expressionless fingers flicked a grain of dust falling on his knees and said faintly, "the last game, the rest of you, let's go together."

The three priests chose only nine dead. Now three are dead and three are seriously injured, leaving only three who have not yet fought.

By the way, we need to add Xia Qingchen as a substitute.

Now the result of the fighting between the two sides is that the three priests won the two games offered by Nu Tianyi, and nu Tianyi also won the two games. Now it is 2-2 draw.

The next one is the final game, which decides the victory or defeat of each other.

The priest Wuzhen turned his eyes to the Black Ghost life, with an unprecedented dignified expression: "the ghost life depends on you!"

He opened his mouth and silently recited the spell. In the arms of the seriously wounded dead man, a fragment of divine stone flew out and fell on his palm, and the fragment of divine stone on the dead man who fell into ten thousand feet of magma also flew back.

After the two pieces of divine stone contact, they fuse together by themselves.

The priest came forward and gave it to the ghost: "take all the fragments of God stone!"

The Black Ghost takes over, and the three pieces of gravel merge into a complete divine stone. In this way, his body protection effect will be superimposed in geometric multiples.

"Don't worry, the priest will fight with his life!" The Black Ghost life is full of confidence, holding the inheritance sacred object of the black priest. Are you afraid you can't win?

How dare the priest of the hidden mirror and the priest of the pear blossom carry the gifts given by the barbarian God to the dead.

The three came to the altar together, one holding the body protector, one holding the whip and the other holding the sword.

In addition to the Black Ghost life, the other two showed their barbaric skills at the beginning to stimulate their potential and make their strength soar.

Nu Tianyi's eyes were just a little more serious, and he called the roll and said, "black witch, you go."

Among the seven barbarians, a black armored barbarian is in the middle. His whole body is covered with armor, except for his light blue eyes.

He nodded gently and stepped up to the altar.

The earth left a series of footprints as deep as an inch, even the chain.

The altar was creaking, and there were road marks. Even the nearby air made a slight burst sound because it touched its body.

His whole body is full of destructive power!

"Are you ready?" The black armored barbarian slowly opened his mouth. As soon as his voice came out, it made his eardrum ache and his head prick.

His voice is very destructive!

This made the confident Black Ghost life, his face changed again, and the three priests under the stage noticed something, and their eyes fluctuated violently.

"Is he... A destructive slave trained by Manshen in those days?" The priest Wuzhen may have remembered something and his face was very ugly.

Once, when the barbarian gods dominated the world, they trained a group of invincible bodyguards. They were called destruction god slaves.

The destroyer slave has the invincible body of King Kong and is not afraid of any attack. It has infinite power and can be called invincible.

At that time, the most powerful destroyer of God slaves was even one point better than the ten high priests of that year.

However, after the barbarian God broke the void, the destructive God slaves in those years have died with the passage of time. The methods of training destructive God slaves are only recorded in the treasure book left by the barbarian God to future generations.

However, later generations did not have the high understanding of man God, and could not train to destroy god slaves.

After thousands of years, I saw the existence of similar destructive God slaves!

They suddenly felt extremely critical, but there was nothing they could do. Suddenly, the priest Wu glanced at the crater and stood with his arms in his arms. The idle summer dust couldn't help saying, "you go up too!"

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