Chapter 351 (1/2)

”Is this a barbarian? Sure enough, he looks very distinctive...”

Ten miles outside the camp, there were teams of barbarian soldiers patrolling back and forth with monsters like calves. Most of them were tall and burly and looked a bit more powerful than thunder.

Moreover, these barbarians also look strange. Most of them have dark and shiny skin and thick hair. They look more like beasts than people.

”The wife of Qingmu hall is said to have fallen in love with barbarian princes... This taste, tut tut...” Xiang Yang burst into laughter when he suddenly remembered a rumor he heard in the Fuyu clan.

”Well, those guys should be pretty kings. Those are totems?”

The barbarian soldiers have very few clothes. Most of them only use leather armor to cover their crotch and expose their breasts. Several of them are painted with colorful patterns, either on their chest or on their limbs. The patterns are somewhat abstract and look like some kind of animal.

Xiang Yang's eyes flashed, and he used Tianyan directly. A moment later, he frowned a little disappointed.

”Descendants of mixed race orcs, animal soul mark!”

What's the meaning of this? Mixed race orcs in the other world, can you say that this barbarian is not a creature in the mountain and sea world?

Remembering the stories of the abbot in Xianshan, he suddenly felt a sense of horror in his heart.

At this time, the barbarians in front suddenly stirred up for some reason and shouted loudly. One also took out a horn and blew it.

Not long after, there was a loud cry from the nearby camp. A dark group of barbarians with strange beasts poured out from the inside and searched in all directions.

Xiang Yang squinted at their movements and quietly retreated back. He was also curious. It seemed that someone had found himself, but where did he expose his tracks? Is it the function of the Dharma altar?

The savages searched more and more widely. After a while, there was a noisy cry in the camp. Small black spots disappeared into the night sky. After a while, there was another strange sound of rustling. Now his soul could only explore a distance of tens of feet, which was not as good as his own eyes and ears. When he found it, it was too late.

A short and sharp sound of insects sounded ahead, and all the barbarians turned around and ran in his direction.

Although they are tall, they are not clumsy at all, and their movements are extremely vigorous. The most important thing is that these barbarian soldiers are well-trained at a glance. In an instant, they set up an array. Some people rush straight, some encircle, some reveal the bottom, and thousands of people walk like flying on the grassland. Their positions are in good order and not messy.

”This barbarian doesn't seem to have a brain? The reaction is too fast...”

Xiang Yang didn't mean to continue to avoid. Instead, he stood up from the grass and strode towards the camp in front.

Powerful, physically strong, tenacious and invincible in hand to hand combat, these are the most adjectives used by Chinese friars to introduce the barbarian combat power, but these are also the strongest points of Xiang Yang.

”Since you can't continue to explore secretly, go and have a look openly! I want to see how brave the so-called barbarian warriors are!”

He disdained to use the wishful stick, so he walked forward with his bare hands, walking faster and faster. Finally, he directly turned into a black shadow and crashed into the crowd in front of him.

A dull crash echoed in the night sky, and figures flew out directly.