491 Wildman King
Who can guard against a hand reaching out from below the waist? Moreover, the opponent is of the same realm.
Watching as it was about to pierce, this Martial Artist felt very aggrieved. He had chosen to come not because he was afraid of dying, but this kind of death, even in death, would be laughed at by other Martial Artists, it's so humiliating.
Especially if I had been more cautious, I might have been able to block it.
However, a brilliantly strong Martial Dao momentum suddenly flashed by, and the opponent directly shattered.
As if by instinct, he turned to look at the Master of the World.
Although he didn't see the opponent's move, he understood.
Everyone, be careful, these wild men have unusual methods.
He shouted that the enemy beneath had a sword.
Other Martial Artists also shouted, one had been injured, struck by the opponent's tongue's flick, but wasn't dead.
These indigenous people possess several Divine Techniques, the Martial Artists suffered some losses.
However, with Small Knife's cheeky intervention, no one died.
Very quickly, the enemy was completely wiped out.
The wounded were bandaged, and those unharmed cleaned the battlefield.
"This time only, to let you get used to it. Next time, if you die, you really die."
Small Knife spoke, hinting clearly that he acted this time, but not next time.
At that moment, the enemy appeared again, this time from three directions, obviously summoned by the sound of the horn just now.
A thousand had already come.
Although no figures could be seen from the back, Small Knife sensed it, flanked on both sides, and after more than a minute, the retreat was cut off.
"The wounded can return, the spoils of war exchanged for Merit." This time, it was the system on the wristwatch of these Martial Artists that broadcasted the voice.
This was the second system built by Small Knife, essentially replacing the original system, and even players had become more accustomed to this second system.
Because it was more convenient, more comprehensive.
All these were Martial Artists with blood on their lips, not stubbornly holding on, the severely injured withdrew, those barely affected by minor injuries did not retreat, prepared for another battle.
Their expressions were serious, seeing the enemy's numbers, knowing this battle would be tough.
They dared not exert their full power, always on guard, wary of the opponent's bizarre methods.
Those inhuman methods.
The current wounded were almost all caused by these strange methods.
Soon, they engaged in close combat.
The reckless natives surrounded these Martial Artists, but more rushed toward Small Knife.
This time, Small Knife didn't act, but the elder behind him.
At the peak of the Fifth Realm, with a thought, nine small shields flew out.
Blue light shimmered over the shields.
They flew out, enveloping Small Knife and the other three.
Originally meant to envelop the enemy, but now, it also served as protection.
The natives rushed up but hadn't yet attacked.
The nine-sided shields flickered and released streaks of lightning.
This was far weaker than what was used against Small Knife, only less than one percent, even thousandths.
The power was weak, but the shots were numerous.
Lightning flashed across the Thunder Shield, firing streaks of lightning.
Hundreds of indigenous people rushing in, one for each, all turned into charcoal and fell to the ground, then the charcoal shattered, turning into ashes.
The Peak Nascent Soul Cultivator driving this set of Nine-Room Shield swallowed hard; the power was even stronger than imagined.
A set of Spiritual Artifacts, a thousand of himself from before wouldn't be a match.
He had exerted too much force, his face somewhat pale, quickly swallowing Spirit Medicine to recover.
At the same time, he understood that his Fifth Realm could effectively utilize this set of Spiritual Artifacts, mainly relying on the artifacts' own storage.
Suddenly killing several hundred indigenous people, reducing to ashes.
The whole battlefield paused for a moment, and their side's morale soared.
However, afterward, the ancient, distant Beast Horn sounded, from all three directions, three wild men were blowing the horn, seemingly worried about being blocked.
But Small Knife did not.
Hmm.
Small Knife was a bit surprised.
Earlier, the spoils, even wild men's corpses, had been collected into his Personal Space.
With Small Knife reaching the Sixth Realm, the long unchanged Personal Space underwent a worth-the-change, and Small Knife's control became clearer.
It's not a new Ability, just that the speed effect improved significantly.
Just decomposing some garbage collected in the Personal Space.
For instance, the corpses collected earlier, including those beast skins Small Knife disdain.
All would be converted into Energy, enhancing the Personal Space's foundation.
Unexpectedly, after decomposition, he gained some strange and peculiar bloodlines.
Quite interesting, unfortunately, these bloodlines are too Low Level, even gathering a lot, the Peak of the Fifth Realm is the limit, reaching the Sixth Realm barely possible.
This is no longer a qualitative change easily induced by quantity.
Yet Small Knife discovered after decomposition, he surprisingly obtained diluted Immortal Spirit Qi.
Although it was only as good as the Second and Third Realms.
But this thing is intrinsically high, as long as the amount reaches, when gathered together and automatically fused, the bottleneck for the Sixth Realm disappears.
Good stuff.
Seeing new enemies just now, to quickly clean the battlefield, even took away the corpse, looking at it now, there was gain.
Originally, Small Knife had tried within the Secret Realm's core array.
This Secret Realm is peculiar, diluted Immortal Spirit Qi is everywhere, but generally contained too sparsely in common Earth, stones.
Unless digging three feet within the entire Secret Realm's core, extracting all Immortal Spirit Qi, only then possibly obtaining a share for the Sixth Realm's.
But clearly unrealistic.
Even the Secret Realm's core was like this, what exists outside should be less.
However, Small Knife also understood this was the most precious thing in this Secret Realm.
He was still pondering how to obtain this precious Immortal Spirit Qi.
