MTL - God of Life and Death-Chapter 32 Who is the barbarian?

A senior barbarian apprentice pointed to Fang Yue, trembling in anger, "You must have a cultivation base, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to kick my barbarian warrior!"

Fang Yue squinted and said arrogantly: "You stupid roe deer, that eye sees me using the cultivation base? I use pure physical power, okay! Pity my talent, heroic power, and finally being unscrupulous. Framed by the generals, he fell to such a place to be buried and hidden in the snow, unable to fight to kill the enemy, showing the peerless style of our human race!"

Fang Yue showed melancholy eyes.

It seems that I am really heartbroken for this matter.

The barbarians all showed surprised expressions: "Can pure physical power be so powerful?"

Fang Yue certainly gave him a reply: "Of course, physical strength is the origin of human beings! The so-called internal energy and true energy that are cultivated are all external forces! Many people do not cultivate the physical body, but prefer to give up the basics and learn from the last, and practice the so-called internal energy. Jin and infuriating. I think this is a very stupid behavior!"

Fang Yue's explanation was faint, he was delaying time on purpose!

If this group of barbarians really woke up and swarmed, more ants killed the elephant, he would really be no match.

Of course, if he escapes, he has no problem.

But the problem is that there are a group of chefs behind him, these are typical oil bottles, one by one can only kill chicken and chop vegetables, and the fighting power is weak to five scum, not even the ability to escape. !

He talked so indifferently that he didn't even believe it.

However, these silly roe deer of the barbarians are so fascinated to hear them, and some people even nod their heads in secret, which is approval!

The greatest advantage of the barbarians lies in the tyranny of the flesh, and their worship of the brute force of the flesh has reached an incredible level.

Fang Yue's previous words made the barbarians even more impressed.

"This is a shame!"

Verdun gritted his teeth.

"When did my barbarians be inferior to others in physical brute force!"

Verdun's face was gloomy.

All the barbarians under him bowed their heads in shame!

"Akun, come! Kill this humble human race and show off the majesty of my barbarian race!"

As soon as the voice fell, a little giant nearly ten feet tall came out from behind Verdun.

"Fuck, are you sure this is not a descendant of giants?"

Fang Yue raised his head and watched a black shadow fall.

Before he started, he felt a depressed feeling rushing toward his face!

The strands of awe-inspiring murderous intent, hovering around A Kun's body, descended like a demon!

"This kid is dead! Lord Verdun really moved the fire, and even Akun sent out. Who doesn't know, Akun is the awakened, and there is a thin blood of an ancient giant in his body!"

"A Kun's realm is not high, just a senior apprentice, but his physical strength is infinite, and even a junior warrior can sweep! Half a month ago, he had a single fight with an intermediate warrior, and the result was 300 rounds. Win or lose! Humble humans, even if they are gifted in strength, they are still a green onion in front of my barbarians!"

Among the barbarians, all the apprentices were full of confidence, as if they were beaten up with blood, excited!

On the human side, it was lifeless.

The hill-like figure is extraordinarily majestic. In comparison, Fang Yue standing in front of A Kun is like a baby in contrast with an adult!

Quietly, Zhang Yun began to chant the spell silently, his handprints changed, he was preparing, Wan Fangyue failed, he needed to leave Fang Yue a way out!

Shao Gang's arrow winds up, regardless of whether he is singled out or not!

Life is more important than anything else. His only task is to protect the safety of the second son!

"I think this time it's a bit hanging!"

The corner of Sima's smiling mouth was slightly bitter.

This kind of barbarian with giant blood is the most difficult to deal with. They are not only extremely powerful, but also dull in pain. The most important thing is that they have thick skin and hardly any weakness.

Dealing with a giant barbarian comparable to an intermediate warrior is more difficult than killing an ordinary high-level warrior barbarian!

Because the latter at least has weaknesses, it can be won by Qiao Jin. But the giant barbarian can only head-on.

Fang Yue concentrated. He took a deep breath, the faint golden brilliance of his body flowed away, and the golden bell was ready to hold up at any time!

"Let me tear you apart!"

Akun grinned, something silly in his smile.

His big hands are comparable to the lid of a pot, and he leaned out, wanting to pick up Fang Yue directly!

"Fist!"

Fang Yue's squat, sullen air, elbows, punches!

This was his most formal punch, and the power contained in his fist almost contained the power of his whole body.

Boom!

Fang Yue's fist hit.

A heavy and fierce wind whizzed!

Akun didn't rush, and used his palm to connect.

Two palms of disproportionate size hit together.

Click, the clear sound of click suddenly came out!

"Haha, hitting the stone with an egg, this Fang Yue and A Kun actually went head-to-head, is this all right? Fractured fist, it deserves it!"

Some of the barbarians laughed wantonly.

The spell prepared in Zhang Yun's hand was about to be thrown out almost instantly!

"Wait, something seems to be wrong!"

Sima laughed and stopped Zhang Yun. He unexpectedly caught... a light smile from the corner of Fang Yue's mouth!

Smiled, what the **** is this?

Does this product have self-abuse tendency?

At the corner of Akun's mouth, the open smile gradually faded, and then he showed a look even uglier than crying!

A Kun's palm is limp, and his fingers are no longer stiff, but rather like caterpillars!

"Akun's fracture sound? How is this possible!"

A barbarian had a bad guess, and his face suddenly showed an incredible look!

Close your fist and spit out a foul breath!

"Damn, scare me! It turned out to be puffy, I thought you were the reincarnation of a giant just now!"

Fang Yue was unscathed.

Although the giant barbarians are infinitely powerful and thick-skinned, their strength depends on who they encounter!

Fang Yue didn't know that, under the day and night transformation of that trace of life force, his physical body had become unbelievably strong! The physical strength is far beyond the imagination of people of the same realm!

In other words, in terms of physical body, he acridine is the whole pervert!

Akun was holding his broken hand, and tears were coming from his eyes!

"Who is coming?"

Fang Yue blatantly, he has a new understanding of his physical body, full of confidence!

The barbarians looked at each other, but no one dared to stand up against Fang Yue.

Even A Kun was defeated!

Who is the real barbarian in the end!

Fang Yue is physically invincible! At least at the level of warriors, it is a rare opportunity to resist!

"Give me up, kill him! The glory of the barbarians cannot be tarnished!"

Verdun raised the sword in his palm and danced in the air!

What is singled out, what is fair.

On the battlefield, there is always life and death, no rules!

With a flutter.

Blood splashed!

Wang Han's figure, like a ghost, appeared behind A Kun, Shuo Shuo's cold light flashed away, cutting Verdun's throat.

Although Akun was injured, with his physical strength, if he participated in the war, he would definitely become a powerful combat force!

"Warrior-level assassin!"

Verdun saw through Akun's details at a glance.

Who can tell me the special code, why is there such a profession as an assassin in the cooking room!

"Swish swish!"

Three consecutive shots. In front of the black arrow, there was only a little bit of cold light, puff puff puff, and shot into the chest of three barbarians.

Multiple arrows, this is Shao Gang's masterpiece!

Verdun's face is even darker!

Martial artist-class archer, this is the cooking room, you are teasing me!

Zhang Yun appeared, and the magic spell that had been held in his hand for a long time was finally released!

"Light cut!"

Zhang Yun's fingers and shadows move.

The little white light spots in the air gathered together, forming a three-inch long sword!

The edge of the small sword was sharp, and a swish cut off the heads of the two junior warriors of the barbarians!

They were dying without knowing what happened. The two round heads fell to the ground, and the eyes were round, as if they couldn't squint.

"Skill repair..."

There was already a tremor in Verdun's voice.

He is ready to flee!

Conspiracy, this is definitely a conspiracy!

How could there be so many combat professions in the cooking room, and all of them have reached the level of warriors!

"Stop!"

Li Ran shot and walked alone with the sword. He is the most inexistent person in Fang Yue's team, and he keeps quiet, as if he is always thinking about it.

But as soon as he shot, he rushed into the barbarian team single-handedly, sealing Verdun's retreat!

Verdun is completely desperate!

Is this a group of guys trying to wipe out our rhythm?

"Damn, that's so strong?" Fang Yue's eyes widened. He had known that these four houses would have such combat power, so he took the trouble to put off!

Just get started, just put all these barbarians on the ground and it's over!

Seeing that the coach was stopped, the morale of all the barbarians plummeted!

Fang Yue waved the iron pot ping-pong-pong in his hand, and rushed into the barbarian ranks, as if he had entered the land of no one!

Li Ran confronted Verdun, he was a level lower than his opponent, but he didn't fall behind!

"It's a shame that I'm dignified Verdun is not as strong as a clerk! What a shame!"

Verdun was furious. He felt that his dignity had been challenged.

Verdun waved the butcher knife in his hand, and for a moment his blood rushed into the sky and filled the fields.

With a bang, a black iron pot appeared behind Verdun, Fang Yue gritted his teeth and smashed it down. Verdun opened his head, and his eyes went dark immediately, and he knew nothing!

Fang Yue was still worried, and the kitchen knife in the other hand patched Verdun's neck.

With a pop, blood spurted out, like a fountain, and instantly, it dyed Fang Yue's vision.

"I am paralyzed, give you some sunshine and you will be bright, give you a flood and you will overflow, and you really think you are a peerless master, dare to confront me!"

Fang Yue slapped twice and knocked down Verdun, the leader of the barbarians.

The cooks in those cooking rooms are going crazy!

It turns out that their iron pot can still shoot people, and the kitchen knife can make up for it.

Once again, they realized that to be a great chef, the bright future is limitless.

The barbarians were also stunned.

Their leader died too miserably, the horse leather shroud, and the death on the battlefield, it is indeed the supreme glory for the barbarians, but being beaten by an iron pot, cutting the throat with a kitchen knife is definitely not a very heroic death!

"Which one of you dare to come?"

Fang Yue was proud, with an iron pot in his left hand, a kitchen knife in his right, and a big white apron around his waist.

It looks quite funny, but no one can laugh out loud.

The cooks in the cooking room looked at Fang Yue with admiration, 10,000 times more respectful than Ye Wannian!

As for the soldiers of the barbarians, Fang Yue was shocked!