Only then did Song Mu remember what he had seen in the book.
The barbarian race is the offspring of the union of the barbarian race and the human race. Most of their appearance is almost the same as that of the ordinary human race, but they contain the blood of the barbarian race and can stimulate the power of the blood to burst into powerful strength in a short period of time.
But this kind of barbarian also has its drawbacks, that is, once they start to become mad, they will be extremely weak after becoming mad.
These guys who want to murder me actually have such identities!
Song Mu couldn't think about that much at the moment, and he couldn't let them just dismantle the cargo ship.
At that moment, Song Mu approached a guy who was going crazy, kicked him off the cargo ship with a flying kick.
The movements of Qingtianwei's hands were not slow, and they seemed to be lifting people. At this moment, they took action repeatedly and threw several barbarians out of the cargo ship.
The thief leader who was the first to complete the mad transformation burst out with a fierce roar, and then suddenly turned sideways and looked at Song Mu.
Song Mu also had a stern look on his face. At this moment, he realized that this guy's cultivation level had been raised to the level of a human being, and the surging power in his body was constantly surging.
The other party's red eyes were fixed on Song Mu at this moment, and his body suddenly flashed the next moment.
Song Mu only saw the strands of white mane growing out of his face at that moment, as well as the several fangs exposed in his mouth.
At this moment, he looked like a monster with fangs.
Song Mu immediately jumped away, but the opponent had already appeared beside Song Mu. The scimitar in his hand suddenly swung out, and then the sword energy directly cut off a nearby cable and knocked down a piece of cargo.
At that moment, Song Mu's eyes met the opponent's, and his own shadow was reflected in those red eyes. Song Mu immediately exerted force on his feet, and shot out the next moment.
There was a roar immediately behind him, and Song Mu turned back in the air and released a sword light, which directly connected with the guy's sword light.
Song Mu had already landed on the sand on one side, and immediately threw out two papers in his hand.
The paper burned, and the long sword in Song Mu's hand suddenly became more powerful, and in the next moment, several sword lights shot out.
The guy's sword had also arrived in front of him. Song Mu's expression suddenly became happy, but when he saw the long sword in Song Mu's hand suddenly bloomed with a ray of light again, and then another cluster of sword light swept out.
Just enough to wrap this guy up.
This is exactly the method Song Mu learned from Na He Zhiyong before.
If he were here at this moment, he would definitely be very surprised that Song Mu could use such methods so skillfully in such a short period of time.
"White Wolf!"
A barbarian in the distance shouted, that is, the Qingtian Guard, and suddenly there was a bit of surprise in his eyes at this moment.
And the guy called the White Wolf has been completely enveloped by Song Mu's sword light, and sparks flashed out from the sword light.
When the other barbarians saw this situation, they all roared and rushed towards Song Mu.
Song Mu immediately stood ready, but the guy wrapped in the sword light suddenly burst out with a burst of air, which directly swept Song Mu's sword light away. Then a wolf howl came again.
At the same time, Song Mu saw that the barbarian white wolf in front of him had changed again.
The gray mane that was originally covering his face and hands now completely covered his entire body, and then his aura increased a lot.
The other party has completely turned into a werewolf, a werewolf with a high level of cultivation.
Song Mu was shocked and immediately threw out a new paper in his hand, but he heard Qing Tianwei shouting at him.
"Be careful, Jieyuan, this is the second madness. This guy is almost close to a purebred barbarian!"
Song Mudun was startled, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and he shouted in a deep voice.
"Poor on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow."
After chanting twice, the long sword in Song Mu's hand also changed. The sword blade became fiery red again, and the literary power on it had condensed a cluster of arrows around the long sword.
The white wolf howled wildly, flashed and rushed towards Song Mu. Song Mu also waved the long sword in his hand.
One sword broke through all kinds of magic, only to see the light blade spread out, and then numerous literary arrows shot out, hitting the guy the next moment.
But that guy didn't seem to be afraid of this. Even though his whole body was constantly being hit by Wenli's arrows, he just suddenly came towards Song Mu.
"Suffer death!"
Bai Lang's eyes flashed with incomparable ferocity. He had been planning for this interception for a long time. He even prepared an ambush in the village in advance and pretended to be a fisherman to notify the official ship, just waiting for the cargo ship to fail to arrive at the port. , docked here.
I just didn't expect that Song Mu could withstand the power of Kui Qi San, and the sudden appearance of the Qingtian Guard also disrupted his plan.
At this moment, he was fighting with his back against the enemy, and he could only retreat quickly by tearing off the heads of these two people one by one.
The white wolf let out several low roars from his throat. At this moment, he had thrown away the scimitar in his hand, followed by two sharp claws, waving fiercely towards Song Mu.
When Song Mu saw this scene, the expression on his face was extremely solemn and he responded calmly.
Song Mu would never be merciful to a guy like this who wanted to kill him, no matter the barbarian race or the second madness, he just wanted to die!
As soon as he finished speaking, the white wolf that was running wildly suddenly saw Song Mu's long sword that had already fallen high, suddenly emitting a blood-red light, heading directly towards him at this moment.
Or the power brought by the second chanting!
The distance between the two of them was close enough, and White Wolf could even clearly see the expression on Song Mu's face, but that sword light came quickly, and the thousands of arrows behind him landed directly on him. On him.
Bai Lang was screaming in his heart. He had never seen a scholar who could use writing paper like this and launch such a weird and terrifying attack.
But this time, the severe pain disrupted his thoughts. The white wolf, struck by the sword light, suddenly drew traces on the sand. The barbarian behind him was shouting loudly. Before the white wolf could stand up, he suddenly I saw a booted foot in front of me.
Song Mu had already appeared in front of the opponent, with a cold look on his face, but his movements were very fast, and he stamped hard!
A huge force rushed directly into the body of the white wolf, and he immediately vomited blood, and his whole body was in a state of chaos.
"From the moment you came up with that idea, you made a wrong decision!"
"Boss! White Wolf!"
Several barbarians shouted loudly at this time, but Bai Lang was unable to respond at this moment. He glanced to that side from the corner of his eyes, but only saw a few sword lights flashing past. The Qingtian Guard had already killed one of his younger brothers. The owl's head.
The white wolf mustered up the last bit of strength in his body and roared towards Song Mu.
But at this moment, Song Mu was like a big mountain pressing in front of the white wolf. He stretched out his hand to block his attack. At the same time, the long sword in his hand bloomed with light again.
The battle came to an abrupt end the next moment. The smell of blood filled the beach. Song Mu frowned and shook the blood from his sword.
Song Mu didn't even glance at the white wolf who had been executed beside him, but looked up at the Qingtian Guard who was also cleaning up the battlefield.
As if aware of Song Mu's gaze, the other party immediately turned around and cupped his hands towards Song Mu, his face covered by a mask.
"Qingtian Wei Shangyuan met Song Jieyuan."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingtian Guard suddenly grunted, and Song Mu suddenly raised his sword again, only to see a long spear protruding from the beach behind Shang Yuan, which had penetrated his body. chest.
"who!"
Song Mu struck a sword beam in that direction and missed it, but only heard a sneer from the air.
"These barbarians just helped us both solve a big problem."
Shang Yuan spit out a mouthful of blood and poked his body a few times. The expression on his face suddenly became ferocious.
"Poison! Demon Cult?!"
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