Chapter 201 Mysterious Battle Pattern
When Qin Mo followed the wizard to the foot of the mountain, the Shanhai tribe had been surrounded by people.
Similar to many tribes, the Shanhai tribe adopted a fortress model, with tall wooden walls built on the outside for people to stand and walk on, as well as arrow towers, sentry posts, and city gates.
Deep trenches were dug near the wooden walls, with traps such as animal traps and iron spikes placed inside.
There are also chevaux de frise set up on the periphery.
There are also some simply reclaimed farmlands around the fortress, where some simple crops are grown. They are not like the Black Water Tribe, which relies purely on hunting for a living.
It is already in transition to an agricultural society.
It is reported that the leading tribe in the Nanyue region, the Longchuan tribe, has a population of more than 200,000 and has built a strong city like the one in the Central Plains.
Qin Mo followed the wizard to the city gate and looked down. He saw about a thousand invading enemies, all dressed as warriors, holding weapons, and each of them was full of energy.
His whole body exudes the most primitive and tough aura.
The more than one hundred people standing in the front were riding giant blue wolves. They were tall and mighty, with green faces and fangs. Although most of them were just high-level ferocious beasts, they were still much more majestic than ordinary war horses.
The barbarians are good at taming animals.
The leader was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, holding a huge axe, and wearing sleeveless iron armor, revealing his thick arms, thick hair, and bulging muscles.
The blue wolf under him was an eighth-grade monster, as tall as an adult.
"Four, four-star warrior? Cang Ao actually etched the fourth battle pattern." The wizard Heitu's face turned pale.
"What four stars, what battle pattern?" Qin Mo was confused.
The wizard explained in a low voice: "Battle patterns are created by using animal blood and the secret magic of the witch clan to etch the warrior's body with the sky-opening pattern, which can increase the warrior's strength. A four-star warrior is equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage."
"Yeah?"
Qin Mo suddenly became interested. He didn't expect that these barbarians were so unique and had figured out another way to refine their bodies. He couldn't help but take a closer look at the man named Cang Ao.
As expected,
Mysterious patterns are etched on the forehead, back of the neck, and left and right hands of the Cang Mastiff.
Just as he was about to learn more about it, Cang Ao was already shouting, riding on Qinglang, with a domineering look on his face, pointing his giant axe forward, and said in a deep voice: "Listen to me, all the cubs of the Shanhai tribe, open the gate and surrender obediently. I'm in a good mood, so maybe I can kill fewer people."
"Otherwise, I'll chop you all into pieces and throw you all to the wolves." Cang Ao grinned.
There was a commotion among the Shanhai tribe members, their eyes flickering, and many of them subconsciously looked at Qin Mo, as if they wanted to grasp this last straw.
Qin Mo summoned the Sky Howling Sword, which turned into a sword light and circled above his head. He looked at the Cang Ao below with a smile, "Tell me, who are you going to chop into pieces?"
"A monk?"
Cang Ao's eyes narrowed, and he said disdainfully: "When did the Shanhai Tribe fall to the point where they had to ask monks for help? It really brings shame to us barbarians."
Everyone in the mountains and seas lowered their heads.
Qin Mo was stunned.
I didn't expect these barbarians to be so xenophobic.
It was the wizard Heitu who was smart and stepped forward to explain: "Qin Mo brought the totem bird to the Shanhai Tribe. He is the messenger who came with the bird and is the most distinguished guest of the Shanhai Tribe."
"Bah, shit messenger!"
Before Cang Ao could say anything, a young warrior beside him couldn't stand it anymore and said with disdain, "Who knows, it might be some down-and-out monk from the Central Plains who couldn't make it and came here to beg for food and drink."
This kind of thing has happened from time to time before.
“Hahaha~~~”
The people of the Cangqing tribe laughed continuously, and there was no awe in their eyes towards the monks at all.
"Yeah?"
Qin Mo smiled, raised his hand and pointed, and the Tianxiao Sword turned into light and flew straight towards the young warrior.
"How brave!"
As the first warrior of the younger generation of the Cangqing tribe and a three-star warrior, Zhe was not afraid at all. He raised the battle axe in his hand and was about to chop towards the sword light.
It seems slow, but it is actually as fast as lightning.
Qin Mo even noticed that at the moment Zeng made his move, the surface of the battle axe was actually flashing with mysterious patterns, which greatly increased his interest.
“Puff!”
The Tianxiao Sword is a top-level flying sword. It instantly pierced a hole in the battle axe, and then continued to move forward, piercing through Zhe's head with one sword.
Killing, no prompt sound.
There seemed to be no legendary degree in the Warring States subcontinent, and all fortune was attributed to the Nine Cauldrons.
The whole audience was silent.
Cang Ao's face suddenly darkened. He looked at Qin Mo with fear and said with contempt, "Heitu, do you really want to rely on one cultivator to fight? Aren't you afraid of violating the ancestral rules and attracting the encirclement and suppression of all the barbarians?"
The wizard Heitu's face darkened.
Although Qin Mo didn't know the details, he could guess a thing or two. He smiled and said, "Cang Ao, right? In that case, how about I fight you in a barbarian way?"
"Are you serious?"
Cang Ao was delighted and glanced at Qin Mo inconspicuously.
How much strength can a person with thin arms and legs have?
"Of course." Qin Mo nodded.
The wizard Heitu did not object, because he thought of the scene where Qin Mo mentioned the Heavenly Demon Spear casually just now, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.
Qin Mo leaped up and landed in front of the Cang Mastiff.
Cang Ao's face froze. He noticed that when Qin Mo jumped from a height of more than ten meters, not even a trace of dust was stirred up when he landed, let alone the ground sinking.
It landed silently.
Based on this alone, Cang Ao knew that Qin Mo's control over strength had reached perfection.
"Hey!"
The Cang Mastiff jumped off the blue wolf's back, stretched his muscles, and got into a stance.
Although the warriors of the Cangqing tribe were all indignant, they all retreated tactfully to make room for the two men to fight, and their eyes were full of excitement.
They didn't believe that the patriarch would be defeated.
After breaking through to become a four-star warrior, Cang Ao became ambitious and was preparing to take this opportunity to unify the Chu Ting territory. How could he take a declining Shanhai tribe seriously ?
This visit is more of a demonstration.
Where is Qin Mo?
Holding the newly acquired Demonic Spear, he stood quietly, waiting for the Cang Ao to attack.
The bearing of a master.
But Cang Ao thought that Qin Mo underestimated him, and he howled in anger. He had already made up his mind that he would twist off the man's head and throw his body to feed the wolves.
The Cang Autism took a running start, slightly bent its body forward, like a vicious wolf, and left the spot in a flash, leaving only a trail of afterimages in the air.
"good!!!"
When the warriors of the Cangqing tribe saw this, they kept cheering.
"bump!!!"
At this moment, without seeing Qin Mo making any move, the Cang Mastiff was blown away at a speed even faster than when it went, and with a bang, it crashed into a distant hill.
“…”
The whole place fell silent again.
Most of the people present were warriors, and no one noticed how Qin Mo made his move.
"Magic!"
"He must have used some kind of magic to cheat!!"
The warriors of the Cangqing tribe were in an uproar, thinking that Qin Mo was casting spells in secret and it was not a martial arts contest between barbarians at all.
Everyone glared at him.
“Crash~~”
At this moment, Cang Ao crawled out from the ruins, covered in dust and dirt, and returned to the original place in a flash. He stretched out his hand and waved it to stop the restlessness of the tribesmen.
The look he gave Qin Mo was full of fear.
As the person involved, only Cang Ao knew that the moment he rushed in front of Qin Mo, Qin Mo fired only one shot and knocked him away.
I have already shown mercy.
Otherwise, he would be a corpse by now.
But Cang Ao refused to accept!
He said coldly: "You are very strong, but don't underestimate us barbarians."
Qin Mo stood with a gun.
The four battle patterns on the Cang Mastiff lit up one by one, emitting a faint blue light. There were also bits of blue light floating in the air, which looked very mysterious.
"roar!!!"
The Cang Mastiff roared towards the sky, and its body began to grow slowly. Behind him, the shadow of a Cangqing wolf appeared and also roared.
In a flash, he turned into a five-meter-tall giant.
"Interesting!" Qin Mo became more and more interested in the so-called battle pattern. He laughed and said, "Okay, I'll play with you!"
Immediately display the magical power - the law of heaven and earth.
He also controlled himself to become a 15-meter-tall giant, wearing the Six Yang Qingling Demon-Repelling Armor and holding the Heavenly Demon Spear. He looked majestic and more like a barbarian than a barbarian.
Everyone was shocked.
Instead, the people of the Shanhai tribe looked at each other and began to wonder if Qin Mo also had barbarian blood flowing in his body.
"Could it be that it was really a divine bird sent to save the tribe?" Many people thought subconsciously.
Qin Mo looked at the Heavenly Demon Spear in his hand, which suddenly seemed much smaller, and said with an idea in his mind, "Make it bigger!"
Sizzle~~
The Demonic Spear seemed to have some spirituality and actually grew a little bigger.
"Bigger, longer!"
Under Qin Mo's control, the Heavenly Demon Spear became more than seven meters long and as thick as a baby's arm.
I really found a treasure.
But Cang Ao felt bitter in his heart, and originally wanted to pretend to be a horse and launch a counterattack.
Apparently,
It seems that he will be beaten by Qin Mo again.
But the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.
This time he no longer cared about his face , he took the initiative to pick up the giant axe which had also been enlarged, and chopped forward, every step he took was earth-shaking.
when!
The two giants fought each other, and dust flew everywhere.
Qin Mo wanted to observe closely the situation after the battle pattern warrior transformed, so he did not use his full strength at the beginning, which was equivalent to playing with the Cang Mastiff.
With his strength, even if he was injured, dealing with a Yuanying stage cultivator would be a piece of cake.
On the other side,
The Cang Ao was so tired that he was panting.
After fighting for half an hour, Qin Mo lost interest and swept his spear across, knocking Cang Ao to the ground. He pointed his spear forward and said calmly, "How is it, are you convinced?"
"I don't accept it!" Cang Ao was stubborn.
"Really?" Qin Mo sneered, put away the Heavenly Demon Spear, and used his sandbag-sized fist to hit the plate-sized face of the Cang Ao hard.
Fist to the flesh...
The onlookers felt their faces ache and observed a moment of silence for the Cang Mastiff.
"Are you convinced?" Qin Mo asked again.
“I don’t accept it!!!”
Cang Ao almost cried, it was just too much of a bully.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Qin Mo used his fatal blow and knocked the Cang Ao's head directly into the ground.
"I accept, I accept. I accept."
This time,
The Cang Ao really cried, his face and nose were bruised and swollen, and he looked like a terrible person.
So barbaric!!!
