"Violent" held the barbarian and roared.
A terrible force, accompanied by the golden divine patterns pouring out of his body, covered his whole body and burst out from the violent body. He saw his five fingers shrink, and the barbarian was pinched and burst his head!
At the same time, another barbarian tried to sneak attack from behind, stabbed the bone spear in his hand and stabbed him in the back. He saw the golden light burst out, but he was also resisted by the protective divine pattern.
The barbarian hurriedly raised his bone spear to resist, but he was cut off by the man with the spear. The blood gushes wildly and the internal organs pour out at the same time. The picture is very cruel.
But obviously, everyone is used to it, and even several middle-aged people with three eyes praise it.
"The power of violence is getting stronger and stronger. Indeed, it deserves to be the strongest young man in the tribe."
Ye's face showed a look of jealousy: "hum, he just inspired Zu Wen earlier. We will catch up later."
But Qin Huan didn't listen to others at all.
He is in shock at the moment.
If Qin Huan was right about the blood god pattern just now, nine times out of ten it would be the gilded blood among the three God of war blood!
These three eyes have gilded blood.
As early as in Anping Town, the priest mentioned to Qin Huan that his Xuanyuan blood belongs to purple gold blood, and is called the three God of war blood together with red gold and gilded gold.
However, Qin Huan had seen countless geniuses all the way from the five wastelands of the divine skeleton to the land of the demon soul, but he had never seen anyone of the same purple gold blood or two other God of war blood.
It was not until he entered the ancient bronze gate that he met the Jiang tribe with red and gold blood. At the beginning, it was juxtaposed with the Xuanyuan family. He learned about the three blood lines and three tribes of the God of war from the elders.
Who would have thought that in this dreamland, I saw the last of the three God of war blood, gilded blood.
Is this just a coincidence? Or
"Be careful!"
Qin Huan was shocked by a strong wind. With Ye's exclamation, he saw a fierce looking man who had rushed to Qin Huan's face.
On the other hand, Ye was nervous about another barbarian. He was distracted and shouted at Qin Huan. He was almost hit by the barbarian and was in a hurry.
Qin Huan remembered that he was still fighting, not in a daze.
Although he lost his strength in this dreamland, the reaction and experience accumulated through countless bloody battles over the years will not change. Qin Huan's eyes coagulated and turned aside to avoid the knife. At the same time, he clenched the bone spear in his hands and tried to stab it out.
The spear point pierced the air, and with a muffled sound, it was mercilessly inserted into the barbarian's throat.
The savage's ferocity turned to disbelief. Then Qin Huan took out the spear tip and blood gushed from his neck. The savage's disbelief solidified on his face, covered his throat with one hand and fell down.
At the same time, the bone knife in his hand slipped and was caught by Qin Huan.
He took the bone knife and waved it at will. Suddenly, he rushed forward for a few steps, cut it out like a wind and thunder, and directly cut off the head of the barbarian who was pressing Ye.
The blood sprayed on Qin Huan's face, but he didn't blink.
"Sure enough, it's easier to use a knife."
Qin Huan said in his heart that although there was no divine pattern of the Dao ancestor and the Dragon Ridge of Tiandao, he had been inherited by the Dao ancestor. His Dao technique had long been superb, and he was more fond of Dao under the influence of the idea of the Dao ancestor.
With a bone knife in his hand, Qin Huan did not care what he was staring at and killed the barbarians with others.
These barbarians were strong and powerful. In Qin Huan's opinion, their brutality was no less than that of the villagers in Anping Town, or even more.
But that's all. They have only brute force, no skills, and no magic tactics.
Although Qin Huan's body is thin among the Sanmu people, it is relatively speaking. After all, he is a race with gilded blood, and his strength is not weaker than that of the barbarians. In addition to Qin Huan's mysterious, swift and unparalleled Sabre technique, several barbarians have been killed by Qin Huan in a few breaths.
The industry behind him was stunned: "extremely... When did your Sabre become so powerful?"
Even those who were killing were attracted by Qin Huan's movements. They looked back and looked surprised.
The barbarians wanted to attack the water source by virtue of the number of people. After the young people in Sanmu village arrived, the number of people had not changed much.
The strength of the Sanmu people alone is much stronger than that of the barbarians. As Qin Huan thought, most of them can inspire gilded blood divine patterns. With the blessing of blood divine patterns, it is even difficult for the barbarians to break through their defense.
In this way, the villagers of Sanmu village almost crushed these barbarians. It didn't take much time. The barbarians suffered heavy casualties, left dozens of bodies and fled in a hurry, while only a dozen people of the Jiang family were injured.
Qin Huan killed many barbarians, which also attracted the surprised eyes of the clan.
No one expected that this kind of strength could break out, which was originally the thinnest and powerless pole among the young people in the village.
Ye came to Qin Huan and grabbed his shoulder excitedly, regardless of his blood.
"Extremely, your Sabre technique is very powerful. Where did you learn it? Did your third uncle teach you?"
Qin Huan thought otherwise.
He wiped the blood off his face and asked, "Ye, what's my last name?"
Ye was stunned when he heard the speech: "what did you say?"
Qin Huan asked calmly, "what's my last name?"
Ye didn't react for a long time. He looked at Qin Huan strangely.
"Extremely, what are you talking about? You just met your head? Why do you suddenly ask such inexplicable words..."
"Just tell me my last name and name." Qin Huan interrupted Ye.
Ye's face became more strange. After a long pause, he said, "Ji, you shouldn't really hit your head? What else can we Chi's family name besides Chi? If you don't call Chi Ji, can you call Huang Ji?"
"Chi..."
Qin Huan looked calm, but there was a storm in his heart.
The elder once said.
Zijin Xuanyuan, Chijin Jiang, gilded Chi.
Sure enough, the Sanmu clan is the gilded Chi clan, which is juxtaposed with Xuanyuan and Jiang, the three tribes of the God of war!!