Chapter 339: Main battlefield of ancient barbarians

With Chi Yi's help and restraint, Qin Ming once again grasped the initiative, and the sea of ​​qi and energy began to rush into the nine spiritual veins.
A punch is stronger than a punch.
"How is it possible!" The ancients gritted their teeth, and the fist that he condensed was completely broken.
At this moment, he only felt the surrounding air temperature drop sharply, as if he were in an ice cave.
A large amount of cold air invaded his muscles and bones, making his body stiff.
I was shocked, and his figure retreated violently to one side, and then swept away. Behind him was an elk-like beast. A large amount of frost was spraying from its mouth, quickly freezing his surroundings. .
"Let's go." A whisper came into his ear, his whole body was chilly, and his heart sank.
The next moment, Qin Ming's figure appeared to his side as if flashing, and the ice sword had already penetrated into his heart.
There was just a moment of distraction that made him pay the price of his life.
Of course, it was also because his body was invaded by cold, which made him lose the opportunity to react.
In this way, Qin Ming cut two ancient people in a short time.
After that, he turned back for the first time to help Chi Yi, completing a just two-on-one.
The ancient tribe was hard to support and was eventually beheaded on the spot.
Chi Yi glanced at Qin Ming, flicked his spear, and the blood stained on it spilled on the ground.
After an eye contact, he killed the other enemies again.
How should I say, a bit calm, a bit dissatisfied, and a bit provocative.
This was the emotion he showed when facing Qin Ming again, even if he was injured and consumed a lot, he still chose to fight endlessly.
"It's still a kid after all." Qin Ming smiled. Although he himself is not too old, he no longer has the temper to compete with other children.
He has an impressive record here, and he played vigorously.
However, the whole battle has been fought so far, and everyone's focus is not on his side.
It was the great power of the Tianji Jade Tiger, and its existence was a huge threat.
After easily smashing an ancient tribe, I am now enjoying the double siege of five other tribesmen. The momentum formed by the battle is also the greatest, and the energy fluctuations surrounding them even triggered a huge cyclone. .
The battle lasted a full hour before it was over.
In the end, Qin Ming won the victory under the strength of the Heavenly Jade Tiger, and all the twenty ancient people were beheaded on the spot.
On Qin Ming's side, the eight members of the ancient tribe eventually killed one, and the remaining seven were also injured.
The four members of Qinghong's first team are no exception. Except for Qin Ming and Mu Yang, the remaining three have also suffered serious injuries. If Tian Lanlan's spirit had not supported the protection shield for several people, I am afraid that the injuries would be more severe. .
Fortunately, each of them had healing medicines, and after swallowing them, they temporarily stabilized their injuries after recuperating.
"Thank you very much for your help, it is unforgettable."
After the war, several ancient barbarians also recognized Mu Yang and others. After all, the martial arts competition held in their place was noisy for a long time, and everyone, especially Qin Ming, who performed amazingly, naturally left a deep impression on them.
"Now we are in an alliance, assistance should be granted, and we have other important things this time," Mu Yang said.
He asked these people about the whereabouts of the ancient barbarian patriarch and the frontline base camp.
The news received was the same as the result given by Tian Lanlan, which was the big town thirty kilometers away.
"It just so happens that we also have to go back and prepare, let's move forward together." The ancient barbarian humanity, the seven of them were seriously injured, and now they can't return to the main battlefield, they can only go back to heal their injuries.
"Good." Mu Yang nodded.
A few people went on the road again.
Woo~~
Suddenly, there was a dull roar from the main battlefield in the distance, and the billowing sound even seemed to disperse the dark clouds above.
Even people a few kilometers away can hear clearly.
Turning his head to look, Qin Ming saw the mysterious tortoise that was as huge as a mountain.
Xuangui slowly moved his body, step by step, stepping into the city.
There is no doubt that the mysterious turtle is powerful, and as it joins the battlefield, the situation may change to a certain extent.
"Unexpectedly, the ancient barbarian patriarch released this giant beast so early, it seems that he wants to end this war as soon as possible." Mu Yang said.
"Yes, every minute and every second, the clansmen are injured or even killed. The patriarch naturally wants to end this war as soon as possible." The ancient barbarians were not surprised by the appearance of the mountain mysterious tortoise. Obviously this was the plan. Arrangements within.
Mu Yang and the others did not delay, speeding up and staying away from the main battlefield.
After walking for an hour and a half, the shadow of the big town appeared before their eyes.
A group of ancient barbarians on patrol soon appeared and came to them.
"How is the situation on the front line?" The tribe asked the injured people.
"Still very anxious, but when I came back, Xuangui had already entered the main battlefield, and the situation should be on our side." The injured tribe said simply.
"Okay, you go back to heal your wounds first." The tribe nodded, then let a group of people into the ancient barbarian base camp.
Along the way, many wounded teams of ancient barbarians can be seen entering the big town for rest and recuperation, and another team has stepped forward and quickly swept toward the battlefield.
In the big town, the original residents have long since disappeared, and the houses that were vacated are all occupied by ancient barbarians.
Even temporary houses have been built in various open spaces to facilitate the tribe’s recovery and rest.
The scale of the big town is not too small, it is more than enough to accommodate tens of thousands of ancient barbarians.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
The ancient barbarian patriarch was standing on the top of a tall building, ignoring the heavy rain in the sky, seeming to be thinking of a strategy.
He must control the overall situation and conduct reasonable scheduling.
The war has started, and he wants to win, but also wants to reduce the casualties of his tribe as much as possible.
This is what he wants to think about as the ancient barbarian patriarch.
"Patriarch, people from Mingxia want to see you." A tribe member suddenly jumped to the top of the building and said.
"I see." The ancient barbarian patriarch retracted his gaze and nodded.
The Mingxia Kingdom was stationed in a stronghold in the ancient barbarian camp, where Muyang Qinming and several people were in it.
"I have already understood the specific situation. If possible, try to cooperate with the ancient barbarian tribe to seize the three territories." Mu Yang regained a link to the headquarters.
After reporting on his mission, the head of the security bureau's headquarters heard the voice from the end of the communication device.
"Okay, I see." Mu Yang nodded.
"You are on the front line. I am very assured of your abilities. Everything is done as you want. Remember to ensure the safety of yourself and your members."
"understand."