Xue Tonghun was cold and cold. He had never encountered such a terrifying situation. If someone came to attack him secretly, he would most likely not be able to detect it.
The shadow stopped at the end of the line of sight, its intention self-evident.
Xue Tong Jueyingbu hurriedly pursued.
He clearly saw the shadow of an orc, always keeping a hundred feet away from him.
Xue Tong's feet only need to touch the ground lightly, and an instant burst of power can send him ten feet away.
He took a step of ten feet, his legs suddenly separated and closed, and he shot out like an arrow.
After chasing for hundreds of miles, the two figures disappeared into the dark valley.
"Try my sword with your sword array!" The orc suddenly turned around and swung his sword. The red blade suddenly lit up, filled with the smell of blood.
Xue Tong suddenly stopped, the bracelet turned sharply, and the four-elephant dragon killing sword shadow shot out quickly.
The orc cut open the sword net with one stroke, and Xue Tong's iron sword stabbed him straight. He was hit hard and flew two feet backwards in the air wave before he stood still.
The orc man has a slightly hunched back, wears a tattered beast coat, has greasy and knotted hair, and has a face like boot leather. He looks Xue Tong up and down with eyes like a wolf.
Immediately, a burst of spiritual pressure was suddenly released, and Xue Tong Fahai tightened his grip and blew out a large mouthful of turbid air.
Early stage of Grandmaster!
A thought flashed through his consciousness, and he hurriedly bowed and handed over his hands, "Junior Xue Tong of Jiayuan Kingdom has met the senior barbarian... ancestor."
"You can guess who I am. You are so capable of Jiayuan Kingdom." The ancestor of the barbarians, Ma Ken, said in a loud voice.
He used 60% of his force to test Xue Tong.
"The juniors got some good luck by chance, how dare they claim to be capable in front of the ancestors."
"Why should I trust you?" Ma Ken suddenly became angry and moved his hands back and forth.
"The human race is cunning, you sneaked into the Mammoth team, what do you want to do when you come to the Hui tribe?" Marken yelled.
Xue Tong's head felt dizzy.
"The human race is indeed deceitful. I am willing to do business with the barbarians!" Xue Tong suddenly remembered the war between humans and barbarians and said.
Marken's face softened slightly, but his eyes suddenly shone brightly, "Hey, what are you doing?"
Xue Tong's wrist hurt, and Ma Ken pulled on his face a few times, removing his makeup.
"You pretended to be a ghost and deceived the ancestor." Ma Ken raised his palm with a ferocious look on his face, threatening to chop it down at any time.
Xue Tong has been around for thousands of years, how can he show his true face to others? After dressing up a little, Ma Ken stayed in front of him for a long time, and his flaws were exposed.
That he was too nervous was also a reason.
Xue Tong's wrist bones almost exploded, and the blood lines on the bones flashed. He broke away violently and said loudly: "I killed the high priest of the Xuangu Divine Sect. You let me show off in the market, for fear that others would not know that I am Xue Tong." Pass"
"What?" Marken gasped and God said in surprise.
"The Cult of God is a bunch of rotten people who bully me. If I don't kill them, who will I kill?"
Seeing Ma Ken's deep-rooted anger towards the human race, Xue Tong immediately added fuel to the fire and cursed the Xuangu Divine Sect.
"If you dare to talk nonsense and deliberately please our ancestors, I will tear your bones apart one by one." Marken obviously didn't believe it.
"Ancestor, please take a look." Xue Tong rummaged through his storage bag, going to Cheng Song and Kong Weihuan, and then to You Hengtai and Di Zhu. Seven or eight jade tablets were thrown at Ma Ken's feet.
"The jade medal is not trustworthy!" Ma Ken's frown has not completely relaxed.
"I'll look for it again"
Xue Tong almost took out the snake staff and the horse-killing golden knife, but suddenly changed his mind and took out the "Dark Saint Book"
"Ancestor must have heard of this martial skill. Di Zhu planted the divine soul system, and it will die as soon as it is turned. Ancestor might as well give it a try."
"The Dark Holy Code ghost sect thinks it's something incredible." Marken opened the silk book.
"puff"
The silk book turned into a ball of black smoke in an instant, and the air was filled with the terrifying smell of ghosts.
"oh"
"You killed Di Zhu, very good, very good!"
Marken's brows stretched and his eyes brightened.
"Not only did I kill the evil villain of the Ghost Sect, but I also helped clear the grievances of the Baer family of the Jiube tribe, prevented the war between the Wolf tribe and the Aowu country, and made great achievements many times. Last month, I also rescued the Hu tribe caravan in the canyon and saved many barbarians from being killed. Stoned to death.”
Seeing something interesting, Xue Tong continued to demonstrate his merits and changed his name to the Ghost Sect according to Ma Ken's tone.
"Hmph, if you hadn't made a contribution in the canyon, I would have strangled you to death." Marken stared and said.
What Ma Ken said is true. Whenever he encounters a human warrior with good qualifications in the barbarian territory, unless he is working for the barbarian tribe, he will be strangled to death.
"You killed Di Zhu and repeatedly helped my filial sons and grandsons. My ancestor likes you a little." Ma Kenxu became very fast.
"If you like it, don't take it seriously. This junior will be satisfied without making the ancestor angry."
Xue Tong was half relieved, and his life seemed to be saved.
"If you are willing to destroy the book, you must have transcribed it." Ma Ken suddenly said.
"Well, the spirit of Di Zhu was still alive at that time, so I made a copy of it, so I will make another copy for my ancestor."
Xue Tong understood what Ma Ken meant, took out the book and copied it quickly.
"Copy it carefully. If you make a mistake, I will break the necks of your little girl and your follower!" Ma Ken said leisurely as he paced.
Xue Tong did not dare to be verbose, so he copied the book, checked it again, and handed it over.
"Well, logically, the ancestor shouldn't ask you for skills, but the ancient ghost Xuan is difficult to deal with, so it is necessary to figure out the martial arts skills taught by the ghost." Ma Ken said.
"It is not requested by the ancestor, but it is actually offered to the ancestor by the younger generation to discuss how to deal with the ghost sect."
"Haha, you brat is sensible!" Marken laughed.
In Xue Tong's mind, a picture unfolded more and more clearly.
…
When the Xuangu Divine Sect was attacking the Xiong Tribe, Xue Tong was quite puzzled. As far as he knew, the chiefs of the seven barbarian tribes only had innate martial arts, while the Divine Sect had master-level warriors, so what was the point of fighting between the two sides.
After inquiring later, I found out that the barbarians also had ancestor-level masters. The people below were always fighting, and the top warriors were afraid of each other, so they simply hid themselves.
Until now, the mystery has been completely solved.
…
"How did you kill Di Zhu? Relying on the sword formation?" Ma Ken asked.
Xue Tong talked about the Glacier War, and the final winning move was changed from the black lacquer knife to the sword array.
"Behead Di Zhu, and the old ghost will not spare you. Maybe you can lure the old ghost out of the mountain."
"Your force can be put to some use when necessary."
The old ghost in Ma Ken's mouth is Gong Renchou, the ancestor of the divine sect, and Xue Tong's closest confidant.
Ma Ken and Gong Renchou were sworn enemies. Xue Tongba was not happy. He remembered something and asked: "Ancestor, I heard that Gong Gui was the master sixty years ago. I haven't seen him for decades. I don't know what happened."
"Why, are you worried that I am no match for him?"
"Let go! My ancestor fought with him for hundreds of rounds back then, and he has recently mastered the body refining technique. What's the problem with killing this bitch?" Marken yelled angrily.
"Hehe, I know that my ancestor is sure of victory, but I'm just worried that the younger one will be hurt when you two fight." Xue Tong laughed.
He cursed in his mind: "This guy's mood is ups and downs. Once Gong Renchou is eliminated, it's better to stay away from him."
Xue Tong didn't dare to start another conversation for fear of offending Ma Ken.
"Well, you lure the old ghost out, and the ancestor will kill him with his own hands!"
"But the ancestor needs to be prepared and read the ghost sect's treasure book." Marken said.
"Then I'm going back to the market town." Xue Tong wanted to leave early.
"Wait a minute!" Macken said suddenly.
Xue Tong's heart skipped a beat, "What else does the old guy want to do?"
"Your magic power is equivalent to Dacheng. You relied on the bonus of body refining to defeat Di Zhu. What kind of skills did you practice?"
"The younger generation practiced the Nightmare Bone True Demon Art," Xue Tong confessed honestly, complaining secretly.
"Don't move!" Ma Ken grabbed Xue Tong's wrist and made a shallow cut with the tip of his fingernail.
He got close and sniffed wildly, finally wiped some blood and used his tongue.
He smacked his lips and said, "The blood smells like animal blood. What's going on?"
Xue Tonghun had goosebumps, "I don't know, junior, or I have taken too many barbarian blood pills and animal blood."
"Dog! Your bloodline is different, and your meridians and bones are different from those of ordinary people. It is definitely not the result of blood pills and animal blood."
Xue Tong became nervous again, "This guy won't eat me."
"Bring it to the Nightmare Bone Art!" Marken shouted.
"Old Ancestor, this is the Yunxiao Sect's Kung Fu. This junior has made an oath of blood and martial arts and must not show it to outsiders."
"Your sect breaks so many rules!"
As soon as Xue Tong's eyes blurred, Ma Ken's big furry hands pinched his throat, "I'll count to three, do you want to give it or not?"
According to Xuanmen rules, if one's life is at stake, being forced to hand over one's skills does not count as a breach of oath.
When a person dies, his skills are also taken away.
"I'll give it to me, let me go!" Xue Tong felt extremely unhappy. Ma Ken was too difficult to take care of and might really kill him at any time.
Marken snatched the animal skin containing the Nightmare Bone Art and glanced at it, the more he looked at it, the brighter it became.
"This technique is suitable for barbarians. It is similar to my ancestor's technique. I want it!"
There was an extra animal skin in his hand, and the two animal skins were stuck together. After a moment of skill, the glistening blue light disappeared, and a copy was copied.
"The brat has a lot of things on his hands. The ancestor has obtained two skills. It seems a bit too much."
Marken scratched his head and said.
"The bastard finally said something conscientious," Xue Tong cursed, and the blood whip in the ring jumped out of the sea of consciousness.
"Young man, I will train your body. The ancestor's blood elixir is the best in the world. I will give you a jar. I will give you a bigger reward after you kill the old ghost."
"I feel very honored to be able to work with my ancestor to kill ghosts." Xue Tong flattered, but his heart was lifted, "Finally, I got some benefits!"
"Okay, go back to market town and wait for news about our ancestor!"
Xue Tong was leaving when he suddenly remembered something and stammered: "Ancestor, junior... I have to ask for something."
"Oh" Marken didn't know.
"This junior brought four people to do a big business in the barbaric realm. I'm worried that trouble will come."
"You're worried about those incompetent guys in the Habu Department," Marken said.
"I dare not say it if it is not effective. It is always good to take some precautions." Xue Tong explained hurriedly.
Marken touched his pocket and said, "White bone orc sculpture, with this bone sculpture, no one will dare to trouble you."
"But if you dare to use it to do bad things, you and the girl's followers will die!"
The three-inch-high orc carving is exquisitely crafted and lifelike.
The carving is at least eighty similar to Marken's.
"I don't even have the courage to do so. Senior, please go and inquire. I have never done anything detrimental to the orcs."
…
Xue Tong hurriedly returned to town, and Xiao Yu'er and the other four were running around in a hurry.
When Xiao Yuer saw Xue Tong returning, her panicked eyes instantly turned to anger, "Where did you die? Do you know how many transmission notes we sent?"
"Yeah, yeah, I know, it's urgent. Xue went to do something big, and he almost lost his life."
"Come on, come on, come in, let me tell you something you never thought of!" Xue Tong pulled Xiao Yu'er and greeted Wen, Guangmao and the others.
