Sword Saints Should Go Tank

　　The fog keeps advancing, and the figure in the fog is getting clearer.

　　 At this moment, Wu Zhu also shouted.

　　 "Middle-aged people, go around, protect evil spirits, don't let them rush in, others, kneel and pray with me."

　　 Under Wu Zhu's order, Lu Chen led some people to defend the periphery.

　　Wu Zhu, with the women and children in the village, knelt and prayed.

　　 At the same time, he also lit the totem pole with a special torch.

　　 Yes, I ignited the totem pole that holds the soul of the ancestor.

　　 As the flame ignited, a ray of fire emerged from the top of the totem pole.

　　 The fire doesn't look bright, but it gives people a sense of peace of mind.

　　Following the prayers of the clansmen nearby, among those flames, the clansmen hunted and celebrated.

　　 "That voice..., is there really the souls of barbarians in the totem pole?"

　　 The voice in the totem pole gave Lu Chen an idea.

　　 Just, now is not the time to explore.

　　 Looking around, Lu Chen discovered that as the totem pole was ignited, the effect was still obvious.

　　 After the sound in the totem pole sounded, the diffuse black fog finally stopped.

　　 It’s just that, although the fog stopped, there was no sign of retreat.

　　 At the same time, the phantom in the fog is constantly solidifying.

　　 Soon, there was a figure, completely solidified, and rushed out of the fog.

　　 "Chip!!!"

　　 As soon as the figure rushed into the area where the totem flame was shining, there was a twitching sound on his body, the sound of the fog and shadow being melted away.

　　 And when the fog and shadow melted, Lu Chen could clearly feel that in the flames burning on the totem pole in the village, the sound of the barbarian man fighting was louder.

　　 "After the totem pole burns, it can suppress or even dissolve the evil spirits. This is the barbarian's hole card, but if it burns like this, the totem pole should not be used a few times."

　　 had this thought in his heart, but Lu Chen himself did not stop, but quickly rushed towards the shadow.

　　 There were also barbarians garrisoning in the direction where the black shadow appeared.

　　Because of the tribe behind him, and even his own wife and children there, the barbarians who were stationed there were not repelled by fear, but rushed up with a wooden spear.

　　 "Die to me."

　　In an instant, ten spears pierced the evil spirit, and among them was a brutal warrior.

　　 Under the efforts of those people, especially under the shining of the totem flame, the evil spirit reacted too slowly, and physically, it continued to melt away.

　　 Therefore, Lu Chen hadn't passed yet, and the evil spirit was wiped out.

　　 And this also let Lu Chen breathe a sigh of relief.

　　 "Fortunately, the barbarians here are not all rubbish. After all, they have lived here for a lot of time, and they still have a hand in dealing with evil spirits. If it is not for the existence of the sacred realm, they will not end in the end of the village."

　　 A large number of strong savages finally made Lu Chen relieve his pressure a bit.

　　 At the same time, paying attention to the burning speed of the totem pole, Lu Chen also discovered that the burning speed was not fast.

　　 "In this way, we can survive today."

The thought of 　　 appeared in Lu Chen's mind, but as soon as it appeared, in the mist, vocal music came in.

　　 Vocal music in the mist is a very common rural leisure instrument, including drums, gongs, horns, and flutes.

　　 The combination of these things is not very exquisite, but hearing that sound makes Lu Chen feel at ease.

　　 Especially the sound of the flute seemed to sound in Lu Chen's heart. Listening to it, he felt like returning home. In that sense of security, Lu Chen wanted to fall asleep completely.

　　 It was just that, the next moment, a sword sound rang in Lu Chen's mind. Such a sound made Lu Chen wake up instantly.

　　 "That voice, there is a problem, don't listen."

　　 After waking up, Lu Chen found that there were nearly a hundred people in the square, all dizzy about to stand up.

　　 They looked like they were asleep but not asleep, as if they were sleepwalking.

　　 But it doesn't happen at all. Hundreds of people sleepwalking at the same time.

　　The problem in front of me clearly shows that there is a problem with those sounds, especially the flute sound.

　　 It was just that Lu Chen was able to wake up with the will of master swordsmanship blessing, but other people did not have such a strong will of Lu Chen.

　　The middle-aged men among them are okay. Their perennial hunting life makes them still tough in their will. Although sleepwalking, there are quite a few, but they just stand still.

　　The women and children in the Dan clan have no such will. Many people stood up, with a relieved smile on their faces, and walked toward the fog beyond the flames.

　　 And their movements made Lu Chen hesitate.

　　 "What to do, is it necessary to use the domineering look, but the domineering look, I can't use it several times a day, use it now, wait, it will be troublesome in the face of danger."

　　 "Moreover, my domineering coverage is still too small to wake everyone up."

　　 When Lu Chen had a headache and hesitated, suddenly, there was a roar and killing sound coming from the center of the totem pole.

　　 "War, war, war..."

　　 "Drink, ha..."

"kill……"

　　 That voice seemed to be the last brilliance of the will of the barbarian warrior before he died in the battle. The gathering of a large number of shouts made Lu Chen feel a sense of enthusiasm.

　　 For Lu Chen, it was just a bloodbath, but for other barbarians, it was a life-saving voice.

　　 The roar of a large number of soldiers has made some women sober up, and the hard life of the years has made these women's will not low.

　　 It’s just that there are some children, especially some orphans, still smiling with peace of mind, and they want to walk into the mist. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 Compared with adults, children's will is somewhat weaker.

　　 Fortunately, the awake adult immediately caught the child beside him and stopped their movements.

　　 But at this time, there are still a few children who walked before the mist, and in the mist, they also stretched out their palms and grabbed them.

　　 "Save people."

　　 Without other people calling, Lu Chen quickly stepped forward.

　　 There is a child nearby, who is about to be caught in the mist.

　　 It was just that when Lu Chen arrived next to him, he happened to see a barbaric man. Before he arrived, he controlled the child.

　　 But in the mist, there was a palm, and it grabbed the barbarian.

　　 didn't try to pull the barbarian, Lu Chen grabbed the palm out of the mist with one hand and backhand.

　　 "Come here."

　　 Lu Chen, who has a burst of temperament, is planning to pull the evil creature out of the mist and kill him directly.

　　 Just stretched his right hand forward, and Lu Chen's palm passed directly through, without touching the palm at all.

　　"艹"

　　 roared, Lu Chen did not give up, but pulled back with his right hand, stretched his left hand forward, and grabbed the palm.

　　 Regarding Lu Chen's movements, the palm of his hand in the fog suddenly did not change at all, and he still maintained the posture of reaching out and grabbing people. The evil monster didn't seem to think that someone could grab it.

　　 It’s just that Lu Chen’s left hand is special. It is a palm that is infested by the power of ghosts and gods. Such a hand will make people laugh if it can’t catch the ghost.

　　 Just like this, when the palm of his hand in the mist was not hiding, Lu Chen's left hand stretched forward, and quickly touched the ghost hand out of the mist.

　　 But this time, he didn't catch the time, and the cold touch sent Lu Chen's nerves.

　　 "Catch you, come out for me."