split sky ride

Chapter 404 - Despicableness is a pass for the despicable

The weapon "blood thorn" has the right shape.

The battle pattern is indeed the style of the Neanderthals.

But... why silver light?
Is there something wrong with the opening method?

Boom! ~
The pure white and flawless fine sand was flying all over the sky like rain, and the audience burst into exclamations.

The whole body hit the sand heavily, and Clamas, who turned over with a bone, let out a loud roar.

"What the hell kind of secret technique is this..."

He doesn't care at all who his opponent is, whether he is a member of the same clan or not, it doesn't matter at all, as long as he can have a hearty battle with himself, that's enough.

"Secret method, dare to die!"

Chen Fei drank again.

He seemed to have returned to that night again, the old man's voice was like thunder, and he yelled like a sky-swallowing force.

Daredevil!

Live to the death!

Do your best without reservation.

The silvery figure flashed suddenly, and there was a deafening sound like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

"Ah! ~~~~"

Clamath's hands were torn apart, and he flew upside down. The trident was barely in his hand, and he was about to let go.

Under the purely violent confrontation, he who had gained the upper hand just now was actually lost.

"Secret method..."

"Secret method, dare to die!"

Chen Fei shot again, almost arriving with his own voice, stuck in the rhythm of the Cro warriors, and interrupted the opponent's secret technique with absolute violence.

The dazzling silver light once overwhelmed the scarlet red light.

It takes time to activate the secret method. Although it is not long, there is still the possibility of being interrupted.

Chen Fei, who was accustomed to the instant ability, easily found the opponent's rhythm point, and destroyed it decisively.

"what……"

Adrian and others in the auditorium are numb.

Is this the secret method of war pattern?
Are those Neanderthals really blind?

The color is obviously wrong!
well!How should it end now?

Not only Adrian, but several members of the 04 team made a gesture of caressing their foreheads and sighing at the same time.

The Supreme Council of the Neanderthal family is probably going to be prostituted quite a bit this time.

"This, what kind of bullshit secret technique is this!"

Unexpectedly, Clamath was quite hard-pressed. Even though he was thrown away by the huge counter-shock force of the weapon clash, the soft white sand caught him, avoiding the possibility of falling.

"It's a genuine secret method, and I have obtained a complete inheritance!"

Chen Fei turned the spear in his hand, dynamically switched his battle posture, and quickly calmed down.

Whether it's the special breathing method, the horse stance body training technique, or the battle patterns that burst into dazzling silver light for some reason, they are all precious inheritances that the Neanderthal father Barut handed over to him before his death.

"Hehe, I won't lose, secret method, burning blood!"

Bloody flames rose from Clamath's body, he spat a mouthful of bloody foam on the sand, brandished his trident, and strode forward with all his might to charge.

In the next second, the spear "Blood Thorn" came out of Chen Fei's hand and threw it casually.

"what!"

Clamath roared angrily and slashed down on the trident.

Mouth! ~
The tip of the halberd collided heavily with the tip of the roaring spear, burst out a ball of eye-catching sparks, and struck right on the spot.

The two weapons were in a stalemate for a moment, and the spear lacking support turned into a phantom and flew out.

This time, Clamath finally stabilized his footing and was not repelled.

However, there was no joy on his face. Instead, he stared solemnly at Chen Fei who was walking towards him step by step. He saw the other party stretching out his hand to his side, and the spear appeared out of nowhere, and was firmly grasped in his hand.

Almost at the same time, the spear that was about to fall to the ground disappeared silently into the air.

"That's right, it's the combat skills of our heroes, this is it, it can't be wrong!"

Several elders on the rostrum shouted excitedly.

The extraordinary combat power of the Neanderthals is all based on the battle pattern, and even the weapons and the battle pattern can form a variety of special combat skills.

The exclusive stunt of the hero Baluraka, his younger brother Balut will also be able to, isn't it a matter of course to be passed down?
"Ah……"

All members of the 04 team do not want to express their opinions.

These Neanderthals don't know if what they're talking about is true, or if they've eaten too many brain fragments, even the blond-haired lady can't tell the difference.

Anyway, it's quite chaotic now, just wait for the final result.

"'Lightning Strike'? It turned out to be a real 'Lightning Strike'? Are you not a space system ability user?"

Clamath realized that he seemed to be thinking too much, and the other party didn't seem to be lying.

"With the ability of the space system that can be launched quickly, how much do you think the Neanderthals can survive?"

Chen Fei took a step forward and threw the spear "Blood Thorn" again. The silver battle pattern and the pattern on the surface of the spear echoed each other. It's a pity that the old man died too early and didn't teach him much. , "Lightning Strike" is the name of this combat technique, this is the first time I've heard it.

I'm afraid that Barut himself didn't think about this question at all, he just refused to admit his fate to try it before he died, and this old man succeeded in trying it.

There are quite a lot of restrictions on the activation of the ability of the space system. If it can reach the level of ease, it must at least be at the level of an S-level ability user and a celestial supreme.

A big man like this doesn't need to talk nonsense with the Neanderthals, just put them on the ground and put them in [-] postures. There is no need to fight for the patriarch of such a son, even if the Neanderthals are licking dogs. , there will be no opposition from any clansman, in fact, I am afraid that they dare not even have the idea of ​​​​opposition.

Clamath no longer doubted the other party's inheritance, being able to report the name of the inheritor and displaying the correct battle pattern and combat skills, even the weapons were genuine, these were enough to prove more than half, and the rest was just to convince others.

But he still won't admit defeat easily, and said through gritted teeth: "I am the real patriarch of the Neanderthals, I will not lose, secret method, mountain creation!"

As a rare warrior of the younger generation in the clan, Clemath has mastered more than one secret technique, worthy of No. 1 under the patriarch Basian.

Turning into lightning, he rushed in front of Chen Fei in the blink of an eye, and the tip of the trident gleamed coldly, trying to stab his opponent through.

The spear "Blood Thorn" thrust hard into the sand, and Chen Fei's figure disappeared in place.

Clamath, who was one with a human and a halberd, flew into the air. Almost at the same time, his heart was full of warning signs. He forcibly twisted his waist and turned around. In order to sweep behind him, he used offense instead of defense to protect his blind spot.

Boom!
After all, the hasty change of tactics revealed some flaws.

The huge force smashed Clemath with his halberd onto the sandy ground. Even though there was soft fine sand under his body, he was still dizzy from the fall, and Venus shot out.

After the two sides ignited the battle pattern together, Clemath was actually suppressed by the sheer force, and he didn't get the slightest advantage.

hum! ~
The spear point of "Blood Thorn" pointed directly at Clemath's throat, as if the victory and defeat had already been decided.

Fighting between strong players often determines the final result in just a few rounds.

"you lose!"

As long as Chen Fei sent it forward lightly, he could kill the warrior of the Cro tribe on the spot.

Damn, I'm a law-abiding citizen, I don't kill people indiscriminately, all messy killing thoughts will be fucked... No, a stabbing can solve a thousand hatred, the most important thing is to have a clear mind, and you will be clean if you kill it. die...

He was fighting fiercely in his heart.

The chill coming from his throat made Clemath's mind go blank.

"Roar……"

A loud roar suddenly sounded.

More than a dozen ferocious beasts with a size comparable to a van broke into the sand.

"What? The Beast 'Sauron'!"

Adrian stood up abruptly, pointed at the elders of the various tribes of the Neanderthal tribe not far away, and said angrily: "You guys are breaking the rules, take back the war beasts immediately!"

Most of the 04 team stood up and could no longer sit idly by. This time they had enough reason to intervene.

The last descendant of the civilization of the third era, the top biochemical technology developed by the Neanderthals, the war beast as famous as the soldiers, was once active in the war more than 30 years ago, until the blue star civilization introduced the intelligent species of warcraft from the sky star , The biochemical warfare beast was completely suppressed, almost losing all of its tactical value.

Unexpectedly, in the Neanderthal reservation, so many biochemical beasts were secretly cultivated.

"Hahaha, this is the arena of our Neanderthal clan. Our warriors and war beasts often fight side by side. If you want to be the patriarch, you must defeat them together. Otherwise, we will never admit it. "

At this time, Mo Tong, the elder of the Cro clan, played a rogue.

"You are shameless, there is no such rule in the clan."

Ma Buen, the elder of the Qiu clan, was so angry that he pointed at the other party and exposed him face to face.

However, the tribal elders on the Crowe side responded one after another and supported the proposal of Elder Motong.

It doesn't matter at all if you reverse black and white, the important thing is that you can win.

The tribal elders of the neutral faction reacted very subtlely. If it weren't for the silver light of Chen Fei's battle pattern, if it was red light, they would not be as hesitant as they are at this moment.

"mean!"

The warrior of the Cro tribe, Kleimas, who was pointed at his throat with a spear, also showed a look of disdain, making no secret of his disdain for the elders of his tribe.

Although the sound-proof barrier blocked the sound, the appearance of the "Sauron" war beast was enough to prove a situation.

To win is to win, to lose is to lose, and if you can’t afford it, it’s something, even closing the door and releasing the war beast, this kind of behavior will only make people look down on it, the Neanderthal warriors must win in an open and aboveboard manner, so that everyone can truly be convinced.

Even though he knew that Elder Mo Tong was helping him, Clamath felt ashamed of being insulted, and even the red light of the battle pattern on his body was extinguished. He couldn't afford to lose this lord.

Pointing at Chen Fei, Mo Tong, the elder of the Ke Luo tribe, roared like crazy: "Beasts, come on, tear your enemies to pieces!"

"Roar!" "Roar!"...

The ferocious beasts quickly surrounded Chen Fei and Crow warrior Kleimas, but their fierce eyes fell on the former.

"Chirp!"

The Jingguangque, who had been standing on the top of Yuanluluan's withered vine staff in the old tree world, flapped its small wings and soared into the air, suddenly piercing through the one-way sound insulation barrier.

It landed on the top of Chen Fei's head, and a terrifying light of death brewed from the small sharp beak.

　Author, Mystery: Broken Chapter!
Whoever said that a novel is a novel, damage can still be fed back to reality.

　
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