The situation of the battle became more and more tragic. Flesh and blood flew everywhere in the village. It had completely turned into a hellish place. The black-robed men who had the upper hand suddenly suffered a setback. In this sudden counterattack, the barbarian villagers who had suddenly turned crazy and violent gave them an unexpected blow.
Caught off guard, these black-robed men retreated again and again. Some of them were even wounded.
This scene was obviously out of everyone's expectation. A series of angry roars sounded from the black-robed men everywhere. The situation became a little chaotic.
However, these black-robed men were not a motley crew after all. Apart from their valiant combat strength, there were also some who had sharp eyes and sharp eyes. Soon, someone saw the key point and shouted, "It's that old man! Quickly kill that old thing!"
As soon as the shout came out, the black-robed men immediately came to their senses. For a moment, their swords shone brightly, and sharp whistling sounds were heard. They all wanted to kill the old priest.
At this moment, the old priest was still standing beside the pile of rocks. His eyes were bloodshot, and even his pupils were covered to the point that they could not be seen. A few drops of dark red blood flowed down from the corner of his eyes. It looked extremely strange and especially mournful.
The black piece of wood on his chest was still emitting countless red lines, connecting all the barbarians in the village. Under the urging of the mysterious incantation, the barbarians roared like wild beasts and madly pounced towards the black-robed men.
Lu Chen was the one who was originally the closest to the pile of stones. When he saw that the strange black piece of wood was within his reach, it was suddenly snatched away by the old priest. Then, this horrifying scene happened.
Almost without giving him any chance to react, Lu Chen suddenly found that he had suddenly fallen into a tight encirclement.
There were barbarians almost everywhere around him. And at this moment, those barbarians who had already fallen into madness, regardless of gender or age, were all pouncing towards him. Lu Chen felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain. It was as if he had fallen into the illusion of a group of demonic beasts.
He made a prompt decision and immediately turned to run. These barbarians seemed to be slightly stronger than ordinary human beings, but they were still much weaker than human cultivators. However, it was unknown what strange technique the old Shaman had used through the black totem. In just a split second, the red thread had caused the bodies of these barbarians to explode. They had become so powerful that they could fight against the cultivators.
Fortunately, Lu Chen was agile, and these barbarians hadn't completely adapted to the sudden increase in strength. Although they were fierce and unafraid of death, they weren't very agile when it came to advancing and retreating. Therefore, after a while, Lu Chen was really lucky enough to escape from the barbarians.
After running back to the forest, Lu Chen looked back and saw that the barbarians did not chase after him. At most, they chased him to the edge of the village, and then they turned back and rushed towards the remaining black-robed men.
Lu Chen panted for a while. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the forest next to him. He was shocked and took a step back. After a while, the leaves of the forest were pushed aside, and it was Atsu who jumped out.
Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to Atsu. Atsu looked at him with some worry in his eyes. He looked at Lu Chen, then looked at the chaotic and bloody village at the foot of the mountain, and let out a low roar.
Lu Chen also frowned. He stood next to Atsu and looked down. Then, he said softly, "The situation doesn't seem right, it's too strange!"
… …
At this moment, the situation in the barbarian village was indeed getting more and more strange. The barbarians seemed to have gone completely crazy. They rushed forward and fought with the black-robed men. They bit, kicked, and smashed them. They did everything they could. Even if they were injured by the black-robed men's weapons, or had their fingers or arms chopped off, these barbarians did not seem to feel any pain. They still roared and rushed towards their enemies.
The black-robed men who wanted to rush and kill the old priest found that they were not only blocked by these crazy barbarians, but were also gradually forced to retreat. They were getting further and further away from the old priest.
This was originally a one-sided battle, but the barbarians had turned the tables. The scales of victory and defeat were about to be reversed.
But right at this moment, someone suddenly sneered from within the crowd, and then someone suddenly flew up and flashed into midair. After a long howl, sword light rose explosively, and it shockingly transformed into a myriad of azure sword lights that slashed down with an imposing manner!
In an instant, there was a loud bang on the ground. Three or four barbarians bore the brunt of the attack, and fell to the ground. Blood sprayed out like a fountain.
It was Qian Ji Xuan Qing Sword!
In the air, the black-robed man shouted in a deep voice, "Gather!"
His voice was like the sound of thunder, rumbling out. After a moment, all the black-robed men simultaneously gathered towards his side. Along the way, they supported each other. One merged into two, two merged into three. The black-robed men quickly changed from their original scattered state to a situation where they gathered together.
At the same time, as the black-robed man in the air continued to shout out orders, the black-robed men stood in their respective positions and quickly formed a battle formation.
With this, the situation immediately changed. The black-robed men quickly stabilized their footing. Under the battle formation, they no longer had to worry about the threat behind them. They focused on the outside and soon blocked those crazy barbarians.
In the distance, Lu Chen who was standing on the mountainside and watching from afar, his face tightened. His eyes revealed a somewhat dignified look. He said in a low voice, "Powerful!"
Atsu raised his head and looked at him. He seemed to be somewhat puzzled.
… …
In this battle of life and death, the black-robed assassins of the human race were originally the party with the highest cultivation. They had an overwhelming advantage over the barbarians. Although no one knew what kind of strange magic the old shaman had used during this period of time and caused the battle to reverse, but after the black-robed men formed their formation, once they stabilized their footing, the situation immediately became clear.
No matter how ferocious and crazy the barbarians were, and how fearless they were, they could not force the black-robed men to take a step back. Instead, under the various kinds of sharp sword lights, blood flowed like a tide. One by one, the barbarians began to fall to the ground and die.
The situation, in the end, did not deviate from the normal range. The strange magic of these barbarians, in the end, did not go against the natural order.
The old shaman held the black wooden block in his arms. His face was ferocious, and his eyes were bleeding. But a trace of despair and sorrow finally appeared on his face.
Suddenly, he suddenly let out a desolate roar, as if with the last of his life force, a mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, and directly onto the black wooden block.
The dark totem suddenly shone brightly, and a strong and strange force descended from the sky, crashing down and shrouding the village.
On the mountainside, Lu Chen's body suddenly shook. He staggered and fell to the ground. From his body, at this moment, black flames suddenly burst out, and directly turned him into a flaming man.
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