The system is the king of the counterattack master

Han Xiaodong looked at the seven people carefully, and couldn't see the thing he hit just now, so he couldn't help but look at Bai Huo:

"Did I just... have an accident?"

It's okay if he didn't ask this question, but as soon as he uttered this question, Bai Huo actually laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, this is the first time someone Bai has lived for 4000 years, and he has seen someone use his own head to break the soul, you don't know." It is the No.1 in the ancient times.”

Han Xiaodong was dumbfounded by his laughter, and wanted to ask again, when the seven guys on the opposite side suddenly let out creepy screams at the same time.

Although Han Xiaodong couldn't understand the cry, it was not difficult to guess from their expressions. These guys were all conveying the same emotion to him - anger!
"Shut up! Don't be noisy! Are you annoying!" Han Xiaodong shouted louder than these seven guys.

After this bump, his head hurt, but now he heard so many noises quarreling in his ear, he suddenly became upset. Relying on the white confusion behind him, he pulled his neck to face those seven weird-looking guys. shouted back.

After being called out by him, the seven people really fell silent.

Bai Huo also came to Han Xiaodong's side with a smile at this time, pointed to the seven people and said: "Get to know each other, the eight members of the Spirit Clan, these eight guys are the most difficult masters of the Spirit Clan, if you yell at them like that, it's okay Aren't you afraid that they will tear you apart in a while?"

Hearing this name, Han Xiaodong knew that the people on the opposite side were all masters of the Spirit Race, but he counted them twice, but he only counted seven people.

He counted three times in a row, and then looked at Bai Huo with a displeased face, and asked in confusion, "Didn't you say eight groups? Why are there only seven? Could it be that they are also bad at math?"

When Bai Huo heard his question, he laughed even more cheerfully. While shaking his head, he pointed behind the "eight" members of the spirit clan, and said with a smile:

"Why is your memory so bad, and there is one more thing, didn't you just knocked you out just now?"

Han Xiaodong peered into the crowd's legs, and sure enough, he vaguely saw a figure lying behind the seven people.Only then did he suddenly realize that the seven people were not standing apart to watch the excitement, but were standing in a human wall to protect the person behind them.

One of the Eight Congregations lying on the ground was a fat man, judging from the size, at least three hundred catties upwards, and now he was lying upright on the ground without making a sound.

Han Xiaodong rubbed his head, feeling a little scared, he didn't know how the collision was so coincidental just now, it happened to knock the fat man unconscious, and he was fine.

As long as there is a slight angle deviation, with my small physique, if I compete with that fat man with my head, there is a high probability that the person lying on the ground is him.

Thinking of this, Han Xiaodong couldn't help but glared fiercely at the big turtle Feng Ao, but after seeing it, he almost pouted in anger.

It turned out that Feng Ao had retracted his head and limbs into the shell at some point, as if he also had a premonition that a big battle was coming, and took safety measures in advance.

Looking at the bastard like a manhole cover in 3D, Han Xiaodong became so angry that he kicked the old turtle far away into the grass.

This is called out of sight, out of mind, after the old tortoise got mad at him for being a cannonball, he looked at the seven people again, and asked Bai Huo in a low voice: "What is the origin of these eight people?"

Bai Huo glanced at him, and then replied in a low voice: "The eight people are the eight most powerful warriors of the spirit race. They are the most powerful warriors of the dead, demons, souls, spirits, insects, thoughts, ghosts, and ghosts. Strong master.

I know they have taken this ancient road secretly, so letting them fight the front line can save us some energy, but I didn't expect them to use the spirit clan's forbidden technique for the scepter.

Now the eight of them can be said to be in the same spirit, and their strength has greatly increased. Unless the witch god is here, I am afraid that we will not be able to defeat them. "

At the end, Bai Huo's tone clearly showed a trace of unwillingness.

Thinking about it, such a conceited master finally stumbled on his own pride. With his character, he must not be relieved.

"No way? Are they all masters of the Spirit Race? They also used forbidden techniques? It doesn't look like it!" Han Xiaodong looked suspiciously at the seven people in front of him, and then glanced at the man lying on the ground through the gap. Fatty.

Finally, he turned to Baihuo again, and asked with an unbelievable expression on his face: "If it was really like what you said, then my brain should have burst from the collision just now. I should be the one lying on the ground now." , so these masters are all paper?"

After all, he couldn't hold back and peeked at the fat man on the ground again. He has been lying there for a long time, why hasn't he woke up yet?
It seems that his bump hurt him a lot, but if he was really so careless, Bai Huo's words would not be so credible.

Anyway, if that fat man is really a master who can't even deal with Bai Huo, he won't let himself be knocked down with a single blow.

Bai Huo saw what Han Xiaodong meant, chuckled, pointed at the fat man and explained:
"Do you know why it is called the Forbidden Technique? Its great power is one aspect, and another reason is that its weakness is too obvious. The Spirit Race is different from the other three races, and has always been known for its balance.

To put it bluntly, he is not the most powerful of the four clans, but the most stable of the four clans, with a balanced offense and defense, and rarely makes mistakes.However, once the forbidden technique is used, this balance will be broken, and the attack power will of course be greatly increased. Similarly, their respective fatal weaknesses will also be exposed.

Moreover, once this kind of forbidden technique is used, it is irreversible, so the forbidden technique of the Spirit Race must not be used by one person, and must be formed in a group, so as to improve the survival rate.In order to keep themselves alive, they must also protect their companions, so naturally a very solid defense system is formed.

At the same time, in order to make the Forbidden Technique of the Spirit Race more powerful, they also studied a set of formations. If people from eight departments gather together, they can use a very powerful Forbidden Technique skill. Daotianmen was destroyed by them using this skill. "

After listening to Bai Huo's rare explanation of science with great interest, Han Xiaodong finally understood what was going on with the Spirit Race, but from this point, it can be seen that Bai Huo was in a good mood when the fat man was knocked unconscious.

He has been in the Demon World for many days, and he has a general understanding of the Wu Clan and the Ghost Clan: the Witch Clan focuses on spells, and the Ghost Clan focuses on power. The race of mental attack, the soulless is actually the product left after the Meizu practiced kung fu with living bodies.

And the Spirit Race should be the last race he came into contact with among the four races. Now he finally knows that there are still four races who specialize in balance, which also explains why the Spirit Race actually occupies all of the eight skills of the magic cultivator. The reason is gone.

Han Xiaodong's skills come from the witch gods, so they are naturally very comprehensive. But according to Wuhun, in this world, except for the witch gods, every race has fixed skills. It is not that there are no skills of other races, but it is rare. There are very few, because it does not conform to the characteristics of the race, it is very difficult, and the effect is not good.

He believes that even the spirit race must have difficulties and difficulties when practicing the skills of the eight major departments of magic cultivation. Now looking at the eight spirit tribes in front of him, Han Xiaodong thought that he had learned a lot. It seems that today's The trip was really not in vain.

"So, that fat man just now hit a weak spot by me?"

Han Xiaodong now understands what happened, and shook his head with a wry smile. How could he really think that there are such unlucky masters in this world.

"That's right, that fat man is a master of the mind system. The seven of them trapped me just now, and they wanted that fat man to kill him secretly. I didn't expect that you just hit the weak point of my back. This is a big loss. Killed me, and got a person in. Of course, the wind turtle is also responsible for this, you know, this thing is very sensitive to the perception of evil spirits, and he obviously aimed at it just now."

Bai Huo's voice was full of sarcasm, arrogance and disdain. After a little thought, he understood that eight people beat one, even if he won, Bai Huo lost to eight people instead of one. Well, he is indeed proud capital.

Cursing in his heart like this, Han Xiaodong said oh, turned his head to look at the seven people, and then at Baihuo.Puzzled and asked Bai Huo: "Then for a long time, you just look at me and I look at your face, and no one wants to kill me?"

It may be because Han Xiaodong made a mistake and helped Bai Huo, but now he was willing to answer his question, only to hear Bai Huo sneer, and said contemptuously:
"They don't dare. If they kill you, they will definitely show their flaws. Then I will kill that fat man without hesitation. At that time, there will be one missing from all the people. Without the most powerful skill, the last gate of heaven, they will kill you." It cannot be rushed through."

Han Xiaodong subconsciously nodded in agreement, then came back to his senses immediately, poohed twice on the ground, raised his head suddenly, and asked angrily:

"Damn it! Aren't you? They came to kill me, and instead of protecting me, you're going to kill Fatty? Are you so heartless?"

Although he never expected Bai Huo to come and save him, but hearing what he said was so natural, especially when he "saved" his life just now, Han Xiaodong felt uncomfortable for a while.

Bai Huo just smiled and didn't answer.Although he didn't answer directly, just by the malicious heck, any fool could tell that as long as the seven members of the spirit clan dared to do something, he would really kill that fat man first.

He rolled his eyes, anyway, the two of them didn't even have a friendship with plastic flowers, and Han Xiaodong didn't have the mind to pursue it, so he just said angrily:
"Since they have scruples now, why don't you kill them? Now that they are short of someone and they are at their weakest, if you don't take this opportunity to kill them, why don't you wait to keep them for Sunday?"

Han Xiaodong felt that he was right, but unexpectedly, Bai Huo shook his head, pushed his hand helplessly, and said:
"I would like to, but I don't dare now. When they did it just now, they hurt me. If I want to say a killer move, with my current situation, I can only make another move at most."