Chapter 246 The Calculation of the Elders of the Barbarians 2!
"Bitter Sea Great Supernatural Power: Sword of Slaughter, Slaughter!"
Wei Qing really couldn't bear to watch this scene anymore, and immediately shouted loudly, using his own supernatural power, trying to forcibly defeat the supernatural power of the barbarian second elder!
Of course, Wei Qing definitely didn't feel sorry for those dead barbarian warriors.
Wei Qing just didn't want to let the strongest battle spirit be born safely!
The battlefield is a cruel meat grinder!
No matter how many enemy soldiers were killed or injured, Wei Qing's heart would not fluctuate in the slightest!
For the second elder of the barbarian tribe, Wei Qing is even more shameless!
Anyway, Wei Qing would never use this kind of supernatural power like raising Gu with the soul of his own soldiers!
Tear it!
A fierce blood-red sword tore through layers of void and descended into the world suddenly!
This fierce sword is even more powerful than the peerless sword just now!
This is a real sword of slaughter, the sword of slaughter that Wei Qing condenses the killing intent accumulated in his body for countless years, and thus gathers it!
The birth of this sword is for slaughter!
And the target of the slaughter was the souls of those more than two hundred thousand barbarian warriors!
Every time one more is slaughtered, the power of the battle spirit that finally appears will be weakened by one point!
If the massacre is clean, then even if the so-called war spirit appears, it is nothing but something that Wei Qing can easily destroy!
"Sword of Slaughter, sweep!"
Wei Qing yelled angrily, swung the Slaughter Sword suddenly, and struck in the shape of a half moon with lightning speed towards the large circle formed by the souls of the 200,000 barbarian warriors.
Boom!
After a roar, the souls of the barbarian warriors in this large circle were reduced by nearly half!
In other words, with just one blow, Wei Qing killed at least 100,000 barbarian warrior souls!
"Wei Qing, you should die!"
There seemed to be tears of blood in the eyes of the barbarian second elder!
Wei Qing's blow,
But it completely defeated the souls of his 100,000 clansmen.
In other words, these one hundred thousand tribesmen will completely dissipate between the heavens and the earth, and they are not even qualified to be ghosts!
After all, in his opinion, although his method of raising Gu, only one battle spirit can survive in the end!
But in the heart of the second elder of the barbarian tribe, the last surviving battle spirit is the combined body of the souls of more than two hundred thousand barbarian warriors. has always existed!
However, this kind of thinking is really a bit deformed. If Wei Qing finds out, he will call the second barbarian elder a pervert!
"Blood sacrifice to the soul, the fighting spirit stands up!"
The second elder of the barbarian tribe knew that Wei Qing would not give him time to slowly gather the strongest battle spirit, so he did not hesitate to vomit three mouthfuls of blood in an attempt to forcibly gather the strongest battle spirit!
"Sword of Slaughter, cut again!"
After the Sword of Slaughter was fully charged again, Wei Qing yelled again!
Another bloody semicircle of light wave cut out!
Boom!
Another mass of barbarian warrior souls perish!
"Ah! Congeal for me!"
The second elder of the barbarian tribe became anxious, and spit out mouthfuls of blood again. The souls of the remaining tens of thousands of barbarian warriors finally condensed into a battle spirit!
The battle spirit is about ten thousand feet tall, with a strong body, blood mist in his pupils, holding a blood-colored giant hammer, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling is hidden between his steps!
It seems a bit scary!
"Sword of Slaughter, kill!"
Wei Qing shook his head slightly. Although this battle spirit was successfully condensed, it was formed hastily after all. Its strength is still not enough, but it has barely reached the peak of the bitter sea travel state!
At the same time, Wei Qing secretly rejoiced that he shot early, if not, if it was a little later, I'm afraid that this battle spirit would break through the limit power of the peak of the bitter sea wandering state, and reach the power of the bitter sea awakening state.
At that time, Wei Qing would not be able to deal with it!
The Slaughter Sword instantly turned into a ray of blood-colored brilliance, striking down with lightning force.
Stab!
Before the battle soul could react, it was pierced dozens of times by the killing sword!
"Do not!"
puff! puff! puff!
After the second barbarian elder roared, blood continued to flow from his mouth, and the battle spirit also collapsed inch by inch above the void!
Simply this time, Wei Qing deliberately controlled the attack power of the Slaughter Sword, which made the battle spirit just collapse inch by inch, instead of exploding suddenly.
In this way, the aftermath will be slight, and Wei Qing will be able to protect the sharp soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.
"Wei Qingxiu should be proud! Elder Man Shan, Elder Huang Jin, Elder Gu Yun, come out and help me!"
After the barbarian second elder forcibly stabilized his injury, he glanced at Wei Qing resentfully, and said bitterly!
"Second Elder!"
Immediately, the three elders, Elder Man Shan, Elder Huang Jin, and Elder Gu Yun stepped out of the void in unison.
They had no choice but to follow the order of the second elder!
It must be known that the ranks of the barbarians are strict, and ordinary elders like them who are not among the top ten elders, if they dare to violate the order of the top ten elders, they will surely die a miserable death!
"Three! But so what?"
Looking at Elder Man Shan, Elder Huang Jin, and Elder Gu Yun who were stepping out, Wei Qing shook his head lightly. With his strength, these three were still far away from threatening him!
After all, the three ordinary elders, Elder Man Shan, Elder Huang Jin, and Elder Gu Yun, are nothing more than the pinnacle of the sinking state of the sea of bitterness.
Compared with Wei Qing, who was at the pinnacle of the Sea of Bitterness Traveling Realm, he was far behind.
"Hey, Wei Qing, do you think my target is you?"
The second barbarian elder gave Wei Qing a wicked smile, which made Wei Qing's heart skip a beat!
Intuition told Wei Qing that the wild city is in big trouble!
"My sons and daughters in the supernatural power realm, let this elder kill you!"
I saw the second elder of the barbarian clan yelling angrily at a place in the void.
"what?"
Wei Qing's complexion changed immediately!
In that void, nearly thirty barbarian masters at the supernatural power level appeared at one time.
From the first level of supernatural powers to the ninth level of supernatural powers, there are every level!
"Bitter sea great supernatural power: Killing blade, slaughtered them for me!"
Apart from anything else, Wei Qing immediately displayed the great supernatural power of the sea of bitterness, trying to kill these barbarian masters in the supernatural power realm first!
If not, the consequences will be disastrous!
It is impossible for Hu Yanzhuo, Hua Rong, and Zhang Qing alone to block the surprise attack of these nearly thirty barbarian masters of supernatural powers!
"Wei Qing, you're scared, haha! The great supernatural power of the sea of bitterness: barbarian scepter, iron wall defense!"
The second elder of the barbarian clan laughed, and quickly formed a seal in his hand. A radiant barbarian scepter emerged out of nowhere, firmly resisting Wei Qing's killing blade, preventing him from advancing an inch!
"Killing Blade, open!"
Wei Qing's eyes were red, and he shouted again, his murderous intent could shake the sky.
In an instant, that killing blade was about to break through the defense of the barbarian scepter!
"Bitter sea supernatural power: barbarian true meaning shield!"
"Bitter sea great supernatural power: barbarian beast, guard!"
"Bitter Sea Great Supernatural Power: Bloody Giant Shield, Arrive!"
Elder Man Shan, Elder Huang Jin, Elder Gu Yun, the three elders looked at each other, and they all shot together!