Although some methods are old-fashioned, they have their own reasons for being enduring.

That's exactly what killing someone with a borrowed knife is like.

However, it is worth noting that the borrowed knife must be limited, otherwise it will hurt yourself first instead of hurting the enemy.

After all, every move you make is dancing on the tip of a knife, and these knives are not at your mercy.

Among the information about other worlds that Chen Jing knows, there are many eighth-level and even ninth-level existences.

But he never thought of luring Guman there.

The most likely possibility is that he was killed first by the borrowed knives.

Unless you have the mentality of dying together and leaving no escape route.

But obviously Chen Jing has not reached this point yet.

The chase and escape between the two men continued.

The speed of both sides was extremely fast, and the cracks in the world behind them as they traveled through mountains and rivers were completely invisible.

As time goes by, the distance between the two has been shortened by half from the beginning.

Feeling the violent aura behind him, which was like a demon coming into the world, Chen Jing pursed his lips and walked calmly without changing his expression.

Woo!

Suddenly, the sound of a horn sounded from the front.

Chen Jing's eyes lit up and he looked quickly.

Several barbarians wearing animal skins were seen hurriedly blowing the vigilance horn after seeing the commotion between themselves and Guman.

Looks like you've come to the right place!

Ignoring these barbarians, who were the strongest but at the mid-level, Chen Jing flashed and quickly ran towards the obviously man-made building at the limit of his field of vision.

"Again? Just a fearless struggle."

Guman, who saw all this, smiled coldly.

Along the way, Chen Jing set up various obstacles for herself many times as before, but the result was that she didn't waste a single minute at all.

It's all just wasted effort.

Of course, doing this is as annoying as mosquitoes buzzing around you.

With a wave of his hand, the rolling flame turned into a long snake and wrapped around the barbarians that Chen Jing let go.

After several screams, the latter instantly turned into ashes.

The fire snake swung its tail and quickly returned to Guman, who had already walked away. At this time, he was like a real king of fire, surrendering to the arrogant and raging flames in his every move.

Such movement naturally alerted the barbarian tribes not far away.

Just listen to the endless sound of the vast and simple horn.

At this time, the tall tribal wall was already filled with fully armed barbarian warriors.

At this time, when Guman was in a menacing manner and Chen Jing was deliberately holding back, most of these people focused their vigilant and worried eyes on Guman.

But as Chen Jing got closer and closer to their tribe, many people still noticed him.

"Outsiders, retreat!"

Some barbarians shouted warnings in barbarian language.

Chen Jing turned a deaf ear and did not slow down at all.

Soon, a series of "ssssssssss" of archery sounds were heard.

The numerous arrows that covered the sky like dark clouds swept towards him like a downpour.

Chen Jing waved his hand, and instantly a strong wind blew by, blowing all the arrows above his head aside.

Immediately afterwards, he arrived in front of the wall and took several long strides. In an instant, he crossed the wall and headed towards the interior of the barbarian tribe.

when!

Chen Jing, who had just stepped into the barbarian territory, felt a pain in the middle of his eyebrows, and the glazed pagoda in the spiritual sea suddenly shook.

He subconsciously looked into the distance.

He saw an old barbarian man with a stooped body looking directly at him with a pair of eyes as clear as a baby.

Seventh-level barbarian witch festival?

I didn't expect to encounter it here.

Surprised only for a moment, Chen Jing ignored the equally astonished barbarian witch priest. After quickly retracting his gaze, Chen Jing moved his body, stepped on his feet like a meteor, and quickly concealed his aura and disappeared into the messy and complicated barbarian residential area.

The next second, the tribe's seventh-level barbarian leader came angrily to where Chen Jing was and saw him fleeing inward, and was about to continue the pursuit.

suddenly!

There was an earth-shattering explosion behind him.

But a big hole suddenly exploded in the wall that was more than ten meters high.

Raging flames poured in from the outside, instantly turning all the surrounding barbarians into personal torches.

Screams, pain, wailing, etc. are endless.

As if he had suddenly stepped into hell on earth, Guman, the man who caused all this, walked in lightly with his hands behind his back.

Compared to Chen Jing before, he is undoubtedly much more domineering.

boom!

A surging gas explosion sounded.

When the barbarian leader not far away saw this, he no longer cared about Chen Jing and rushed towards Guman with murderous intent.

Guman, who looked disdainful, ignored the other party and just watched Chen Jing leave, which was a large barbarian residential area in front of him of different heights and patchwork without any sense of planning.

Seeing that the latter's aura disappeared, he smiled calmly, stretched out his hand, and huge fireballs fell from the sky one after another, quickly hitting the residential area in front of him.

In an instant, the entire residential area was ablaze, and the hot and boiling flames quickly reduced everything inside to ashes.

Screams, wails, and calls for help rang out again.

And this time, it is undoubtedly hundreds of times sharper than the previous one.

"devil!"

Listening to the desperate cries of his fellow tribesmen, especially the elderly, women, and children, the barbarian leader shouted to Guman with a twisted expression on his face.

Not only him, but all the other barbarians who witnessed all this, regardless of their strength, were furious at this moment and killed the culprit who caused all this.

Guman undoubtedly stirred up a hornet's nest this time, and the effect was even better than Chen Jing had predicted before.

Snapped!

After easily catching the angry punch of the barbarian leader, Guman was preparing to crush the opponent's head with his next move, when suddenly!

An invisible needle pierced his forehead.

Seventh Level Witch Festival!

Guman frowned while calming down his trembling mental state.

I didn't expect that there would be a high-level shaman ritual in such a small tribe.

Unlike Chen Jing, a soul-talented person who is naturally capable of defeating the Witch Sacrifice profession, normal warriors are very afraid of the Witch Sacrifice.

at the same time.

The barbarian leader who was lucky enough to escape did not retreat but advanced after Wu Ji took action. He curled up into a ball and pushed into Guman's arms, hitting his chest hard with both elbows.

Behind Guman, among a group of barbarians who were of inconspicuous strength but charged with full fury regardless of their lives, one man suddenly seized this opportunity and instantly increased his speed several times before leaping into the air.

He made a battle ax and hit the former with extremely fierce force.

Another seventh level!

In just a short moment, Guman was jointly attacked by three seventh-level people at the same time.

"Not bad, but not enough!"

Guman watched all this coldly.

An ordinary eighth-level person would probably be in a terrible state under this hand.

But he is not!

His eyes instantly turned into ruby-like flame pupils, and a lifelike furnace of flames condensed from Guman's body.

Then there was only a loud roar.
Chapter completed!