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"Old man, you were the one who killed me, the Baiyue Barbarian Immortal!" the big man wearing animal skin asked angrily.

Three of the barbarian immortals who followed him out died, almost killing their tribe.

"Who are you?" Huang Zhong asked with a calm expression, looking at the big man wearing animal skins.

Looking at the other party, he was reminded of the Dian Wei he had met earlier. This big man wearing animal skins was an elite cultivator and very powerful.

"Come suddenly!" The strong man in animal skins said in convoluted Chinese.

"Come here suddenly, what nonsense are you talking to him about? Kill him for revenge!" Another stream of light fell on the ground, his eyes full of hatred.

Too many barbarian immortals died in the hands of Huang Zhong, and each one of them was an elite of Baiyue, both for their tribe and for them as a whole.

With that said, the Manxian with hatred in his eyes rushed towards Huang Zhong.

"Idiot, you really thought I was chatting with you!"

Huang Zhong put down the treasure bow he made, drew out the red blood knife, and split the barbarian immortal in half.

If it weren't for the sake of getting angry, he wouldn't bother talking nonsense to these guys.

There were close to 20 or 30 immortals killed remotely, so even though he was a Qi cultivator, he still had to take a breath.

"You're looking for death!" Wu Tu Lai was furious, but instead of rushing towards Huang Zhong directly, he let out a long roar and several streams of light flew towards them.

"This is bad!" Huang Zhong's face was gloomy. He originally thought that this strong man was a reckless man, but he didn't expect that he actually wanted to beat him up.

Single fights and group fights are two different concepts.

The Man Immortal is indeed nothing to worry about, but the guy in front of him is a real inner Qi separated from the body, and he is still a very strong one. Without Yun Qi, it is really difficult to kill.

With the other party's restraint, Manxian can cast spells as much as he wants, which is not very good.

"This old man is very strong, come together and kill him!" Wu Tu came and looked at the several barbarian immortals who had arrived and laughed, then turned into a golden light and rushed towards Huang Zhong.

"Die!" The golden light smiled crazily and patted Huang Zhong.

The power coming from the wind made Huang Zhong involuntarily tighten the knife in his hand. Now he was really in trouble.

However, a jet of black light fell, and Wutu Lai, who turned into golden light, was directly knocked away, creating a big hole on the ground.

"Boom!" A hand stretched out from the crater that was smashed out, and then suddenly jumped up and jumped out of the crater, unscathed.

"Meng Huo, you are actually helping the Han people and want to stop me!" Wu suddenly shouted angrily.

"I am now the King of the Southern Barbarians certified by the Emperor of the Central Plains. You come to the Central Plains without saying hello to me. You don't take me seriously at all!" Meng Huo was equally furious.

Huang Zhong narrowed his eyes. News had indeed reached him before, saying that Meng Huo, the barbarian king in the south of Yizhou, had contacted the court through Shi Xie of Jiaozhou, and wanted to surrender in exchange for a large amount of food relief.

Mu Yi agreed. Food was indeed not a valuable thing to him, so he gave Meng Huo a batch of food through Shixie.

Unexpectedly, I originally thought that Meng Huo was being conceited, but now he seemed to be somewhat sincere in it.

Meng Huo was really furious at this moment. He finally found a stable food source for the Nanman clan.

It was normal for Meng Huo to surrender or not. They had never seen the imperial army, so they naturally had no respect for Mu Yi.

But the Menghuo tribe now needs food, a large amount of food, and Mu Yi can give them this food.

So even if he was just pretending, Meng Huo would never allow anyone to damage this relationship.

"Zhu Rong, leave Wutu to me, and you kill these bastards!" Meng Huohu roared, and then rushed directly towards Wutu.

In mid-air, a fire dragon also burned towards several barbarian immortals.

"This..." Huang Zhong, who was originally the center, was suddenly left aside, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Huh?" Huang Zhong's expression changed. He noticed something strange and became more and more alert.

"Be very cautious!" A bald man wearing a monk's robe appeared in front of Huang Zhong, and the aura coming from him made Huang Zhong's face become serious.

The aura exuded by the other party was not much weaker than his.

"Who are you?" Huang Zhong frowned. The other person's appearance was neither from the Central Plains nor from the South.

"The poor monk Nigalai! Came from Kuishang! The artifact is destined for me. I came here to bring it back to Kushan and worship it day and night." The blue-robed monk looked at Huang Zhong with a burning gaze.

He is a Brahmin from Kushan. He is one of the highest class people in Kushan. He is also the spokesperson of Brahma in the mortal world.

Huang Zhong's heart was extremely calm. He was holding the red blood knife in one hand, and the ice blue and aqua blue inner energy was flowing around his body.

"I knew I couldn't keep him!" Huang Zhong looked ugly. From the beginning to now, he actually didn't panic at all, because he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

It's just that he feels that he is very unlucky. Every time he plans to adjust his condition and break through the boundaries, he will encounter this situation. The next time he polishes his condition to the peak limit, he doesn't know when it will have to wait.

The two-color inner Qi circulated on Huang Zhong's body. Huang Zhong's already somewhat old face became younger, and the aura of his whole body also increased infinitely. In an instant, Huang Zhong returned to the age of eighteen.

"Why bother!" Nigalai put one hand into a palm and chanted softly.

boom!

The golden light shines brightly, and a huge Buddha is revealed behind him. He points one finger to the sky and the other to the ground. The violent pressure directly raises the earth.

A series of faint Sanskrit sounds sounded, and a golden giant palm fell directly from the sky.

However, before the giant palm touched the ground, a knife passed by, and a line of blood appeared on the white robe. Nigalai, who was originally majestic, looked at Huang Zhong in disbelief. A line of blood appeared from head to toe, and then his whole body was torn apart. In half.

Even the golden Buddha behind him split open and turned into little bits of golden light that dissipated.

A master who touched the threshold of breaking the boundary was hacked to death by Huang Zhong. His body and mind were all chopped into pieces by Huang Zhong.

"Is this move so powerful?" Huang Zhong fell to the ground and frowned at the dead Nigalai.

The opponent's strength was really strong. After the Buddha appeared behind him, he felt like he was suppressed, but he died with a single blow?

Although he froze the time and space around them for that second, he couldn't even react to this?

How did you get to this level?

Did it come from pure cultivation?

Huang Zhong, who was puzzled, raised his head, and the two-color sword light flashed past. Wu Tu Lai's head, which was fighting passionately with Meng Huo, suddenly flew up, and the several immortals suppressed by Zhu Rong were instantly frozen into ice cubes. It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Oh, that's all, maybe this is God's will. It's better not to take chances after all to break through the boundaries!" Huang Zhong looked at his old skin and sighed.

"Nanman Meng Huo, I met the old general!"

Meng Huo looked at Huang Zhong as if he saw a monster. He was only slightly weaker than him when he suddenly arrived. As a result, Huang Zhong was hacked to death with one knife. How scary this was. Even if it was an unexpected sneak attack, it was unexpected. Come here to practice intensively.