Chapter 345 Witch Hunt!

"That's all, don't go to your team, just stay with us, otherwise, on this huge battlefield, if you are alone, you will inevitably have this continuous trance." A middle-aged man, who was also stained with blood, retreated from the periphery, gasped and opened his mouth to Su Ming. This man's cultivation was extraordinary, and he was already a sacrificed bone.

"Uncle, he is Yanbo, the captain of our team.

"The car hurriedly explained. After seeing Su Ming, he naturally returned to his previous appearance. He followed Su Ming and looked around warily.

"I think your cultivation is good, especially the speed is amazing. In this way, you rest inside first, and we will rotate outside. When you recover a little, join us!" The middle-aged man spoke quickly, shook his body after saying it, and replaced it with seven or eight people outside again, making the team of more than a dozen people keep retreating and fighting all the time.

Su Ming took a deep breath. He was no longer in a trance. Everything before was remembered at this moment, like a dream. From the change of the middle-aged man's words and the position of his team members, Su Ming found the reason for the previous continuous trance.

"I've had a good rest." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and when seven or eight people retreated from the periphery and rotated again, he took a step forward and stood on the periphery.

"This is not a person's battle..." Su Ming stood on the periphery of this team. He understood the origin of his state, in which fatigue occupied part, and repeated killings also occupied part, but more importantly, he did not have his own team. He was alone. On this battlefield, he kept fighting. Yes.

Even if the will is firm, if it goes on like this, there will be a time of collapse sooner or later. Unless it is the kind of person who has been tempered after the war, such a person, even if it is just a dust, is enough to make the sacrificial realm pay attention to the bone realm. If it is a sacrifici

Because such a person is... a warrior!

Only they can break through themselves in this war, so that while improving their cultivation, they can burst out their strongest strength. The strength of their will is that even if the sky and the earth collapses, they can't destroy even if they encounter a dangerous crisis, they will not collapse.

To train such a person, maybe... is the need of witches and barbarians!

"My will is still not firm enough"... Su Ming's eyes flashed and took a deep breath of the unique breath of the battlefield. He was no longer in a trance, but fought with the witches around him again on the periphery of the team.

This time, he is not alone in the battle. He has a car beside him. He has a companion who guarded him when he is tired.

Such a team, under careful observation, Su Ming saw that there were countless people on this battlefield. As for the witches, there seemed to be many people fighting alone, but Su Ming gradually saw that they also had such a team.

Those who go out alone often belong to the determined people to hone themselves.

Su Ming, got it!

"War honed is everyone's will. The will is invisible, but its role is to refine people into strong people. This is a way to become strong people!" Su Ming had a clear understanding in his eyes. When he came out of his hand, the blue light flashed, and the witch who came before him immediately chose to retreat.

"I have too few magical power... The magic weapon is even more wrong!" Su Ming's left eye was calm again, and it became a sharp contrast with the blood red madness of You Dan again.

Without thinking, his left hand slapped sharply on his chest. Suddenly outside his body, the Hanshan clock appeared and floated in the air, with a bell ringing. While the sound of the bell spread, Su Ming pinched the formula with his right hand and pointed to the clock.

Immediately, the Handan Mountain clock suddenly enlarged and smashed the ground in front of him.

There was a sudden shock in the nearby land. When the Handan Mountain clock was raised, the flesh and blood there were blurred.

"Defensive is important, but the attack is more sharp! If there is enough protection, there must be a lack of an immortal will under the experience of death!" Su Ming's mind was like lightning. He stretched out his arms, and a large amount of lightning suddenly swam away from his body, turning into four thunderballs outside his body. Lightning suddenly came from the void, making the lightning roar here where he was.

The four thunderballs roared out and fell into the witches around, roaring and spinning.

"I'm wrong, even if it's a war, it's also a great opportunity to experience my own magic power!" Su Ming patted the storage bag in his arms with his right hand and took out a piece of animal skin. After unfolding, he spewed a mouthful of blood up. Suddenly, the animal skin turned into red and dissipated. Then, at Su Ming's feet, a red grass suddenly appeared.

At the moment the grassland appeared, it immediately absorbed the blood on the earth crazily. As he moved, it looked shocking, and even more in its absorption, the scope of the grassland expanded, and with its absorption and expansion, the speed of standing on it, it obviously felt a burst of cool air coming from under his feet. After swimming in his body, he seemed to ease his fatigue a lot.

This grassland only worked for him, and the other barbarians around him were useless. After Su Ming realized this, he immediately controlled the spread of the grassland so that it could only exist under his feet and not let it expand.

The roar of the Hanshan bell fell, the continuous explosion of the thunderball, and the roar of the clear light sword made Su Ming's team retreat at an amazing speed. Wherever they passed, most of the witch offenders retreated one after another.

If that's the case, maybe all the slightly stronger people of the witches can't be avoided, but in the continuous fall of the Handan Mountain, after the sharp hiss came from there, Su Ming's eyes flashed. Under the finger, a black light flew out of the Hanshan bell, and Su Ming's team became dead. .

What's more amazing is that after the black light appeared, the nearby witch beasts wailed after approaching, as if they didn't dare to come, but retreated desperately. It seemed that there was something terrible about them here.

The car is fine, but the team members around him, including Yanbo, the captain in the early stage of the bone sacrifice, also took a breath at this moment. They looked at Su Ming strangely from time to time.

"Brother Su, I understand why you killed alone in this battlefield... Even if you are not a witch hunter, you will definitely become one of them soon." Yanbo held his fist to Su Ming, and everyone around him looked at Su Ming's eyes at this moment and had respect.

The car immediately explained softly beside Su Ming.

In this war between barbarians and witches, there are a small number of people who are not in the barbarian soul realm, but their magical power obviously surpasses their respective realms, like immortals in a hundred battles.

Such a person is called hunting! If you are a barbarian, you are a witch hunter, and if you are a witch, you are a barbarian hunter! They will not hide their identities on the battlefield, because all they need is experience, so they will wear masks.

The mask of the barbarian is black, and the mask of the witch is white!

If you can be awarded a mask, it means that this person has been recognized and has become a hunter! The masks of both sides are a lot of war achievements, and they are also non-hunters, becoming the only way to hunt!

Kill a witch hunt, take off his mask, and give it to Tianlan City, then this person can become a hunter! Few people will be clever, because once they become a hunter and put on a mask, they will face more death. If they are clever, it is easy to be killed.

Su Ming listened to Zi Che's explanation and nodded. He had speculated before that this kind of person must be extremely determined.

Su Ming knew that he was not, because of his will, in the battle of a single concubine just now, there was a fatal trance and mental fatigue.

"With Brother Su's help, why don't we not retreat? Let's go in and strive to get more achievements. Of course, Brother Su can take 30% of the war achievements. Let's share the rest." Yanbo licked his lips, showing fierceness in his eyes. He looked at the witches and whispered to Su Ming.

"Good!" Su Ming pondered slightly and nodded.

With his decision, the people of the other team agreed one after another. Everyone did not retreat immediately, but under the order of Yanbo, they suddenly changed their position and formed the shape of an arrow. With Su Ming as the head, the car and Yanbo were next to Su Ming, and the rest of them rushed forward directly behind.

Along the way, the blue light sword was surrounded, the bells of Handan Mountain echoed, and the strange black light hissed away, and the lightning roared echoed. This arrow-shaped team, where it passed, set off a rain of blood and directly rushed into the big ** battle in the distance.

Time goes by slowly. The team led by Su Ming kills very fast, but there are also many casualties. At this moment, there are only nine people left.

But they have won a lot of achievements.

At this moment, it was getting late, and the roar in the green fog became more and more frequent. Su Ming's footsteps suddenly stopped as he moved forward. In this meal, the eight people behind him stopped at the same time.

In the crowd in the distance, there was a witch man with a white mask. He was dressed in black. It seemed coldly that there was a crack in his mask...

This person is different from other witches. He is a barbarian hunter who acts alone among the witches. Such a person must be quite determined to dare to do so.

Almost at the moment when he looked at Su Ming, a team that had attracted the attention of the nearby witches, Su Ming had a fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Yanbo changed his position, the car cooperated, and the two of you took the way to stay here for a moment." "Su Ming's body rushed forward fiercely between his words, and his body suddenly jumped up and went straight to the witch hunter who killed alone.

"The barbarian! He's wearing a mask. He's a barbarian!" Yanbo's eyes contracted. He looked at the direction Su Ming galloped and saw the masked witch.

"Defeat this man, take off his mask, and your uncle will become a hunter..." Yanbo was short of breath and looked forward to it.