Pursuit of the Truth Chapter 349: Hunter Su Ming ！
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The place where Su Ming and the man with the Shaman Clan mask are fighting is only a trivial part of this big battlefield. Apart from the people nearby, no one will care if it is a little further away.
But despite this, when Su Ming removed the mask from the mask man's head, he caught everyone's attention in this small area.
Zi Che saw it, Yan Bo saw it. The other team where Su Ming was still alive now also saw it, as did the surrounding Barbarian Clan.
Similarly, when the head of Shaman Clan Hunter was grabbed and lifted by Su Ming, the people of nearby Shaman Clan were also seen one by one.
"Witch Hunting!" Su Ming stood there, carrying the head of the Shaman Clan man, and snarled at the nearby Barbarian Clan.
At the moment when his voice came out, the people of Barbarian Clan here shouted one by one immediately, and his expression was invigorated. Looking at Su Ming, his eyes were full of reverence.
There are not many people in this small area of Barbarian Clan, only about hundreds, but these hundreds of Barbarian Clan, at the moment roaring, repeating the words of Su Ming.
"Witch Hunting !!!"
The fighting sound of hundreds of people may not be too striking on this battlefield. After all, the same sound is circling in all directions, and it is easy to be confused. But at the moment, these hundreds of people made the same sound, In this way, even in this entire battlefield, a slight ripple can be made.
The location of these hundreds of people is in the south of this witchcraft battlefield. If you look at it from sky, this huge battlefield is very confusing at first glance, but if you look closely, you can gradually see the difference. At this point, the battlefield seems to be divided into four parts.
The southeast and northwest, these four parts seem to be the four major war zones. They do not have too clear boundaries, but as the crowds move, they can still be seen faintly.
Southern War Zone, more than tens of thousands people are fighting, death is going on all the time. At the end of that wild tribesmen group, there is a relatively peaceful place where nine black masked Barbarian Clan stand, surrounded by them Inside, there is a white-faced middle-aged man. The man is wearing a long gown and his hair is scattered. His eyes are shining, and it seems to contain deepness.
He stood there, looking at the battlefield of Southern War Zone, and said nothing. The nine Barbarian Clan Hunter around him prevented all the coming of Shaman Clan, so that this middle-aged man could meditate, but feel the change of the whole Southern War Zone.
He has been standing here for a long time. It seems that from the beginning of this war, he stood here to observe Barbarian Clan and Shaman Clan, as if learning and comprehending some arts belonging to war quickly.
"Barbarian Clan has been around for a long time ... there hasn't been a war like this ... Every ten years of fighting, the current model is far from being comparable to the present, it's just a child's play, even if it was a hundred years ago, there are still two A hundred years ago, there were very few such wars ...
But now, in just a few months, it has appeared three times. "The middle-aged man looked calm, looked at the tribesmen fights, looked at the grief of Shaman Clan, and sighed inwardly.
"There is no meticulous deployment, no formation assistance, no handsome command ... This is a scuffle, the only thing is a team of individual combat.
Not only are they fighting tribesmen to learn how to survive on such a battlefield, people like me are also learning to use wars to let them quickly master, how to control such a war ... …
Presumably, the same is true for Shaman Clan.
"This middle-aged man glanced at the direction of Shaman Clan, but at the moment he looked at it, immediately at the place he was looking at, at the edge of this Southern War Zone, there were hundreds of people roaring at the same time. Outside of the sound of fighting, buzz came out.
"Witch Hunt!"
"Witch Hunt!"
"Witch Hunting !!!"
As the voice came, it gradually seemed to be in spread, which made more people of Barbarian Clan hear it and swept their eyes in the battle. The middle-aged man both eyes flashed, staring at it.
"Go and see what happened in that position." He slowly to open mouth, next to a Barbarian Clan Hunter, look coldly indifferent, stepped forward, rushed into the battlefield crowd, and went straight to that Where hundreds of people heard the sound.
Su Ming stood there, and the sound of Barbarian Clan around his ear turned into a sound wave. When he roared with his words, Su Ming shook his body and appeared beside Zi Che and Yan Bo.
Zi Che has a respectful face and an excited look. The same is true for Yan Bo on the side. He looks at Su Ming with a respect from his lungs.
"Master Hunter, with you here, we can gather more tribesmen and condense together, our strength will be greater!" Yan Bo excited to open mouth.
After getting the nod of Su Ming, Yan Bo stepped forward, stood behind Su Ming, and spoke high to the people who were fighting around.
"Clan friends, only when there are many people will you be strong. What are you waiting for? You saw the action of Master Su Ming. He killed Shaman Clan Hunter. He is our Barbarian Clan hunting!
We condensed together, as if the five fingers clenched into a fist, go fiercely, fight Shaman Clan! "As the voice of Yan Bo echoed, Su Ming stepped forward, turned into a violent wind, and went straight to Shaman Clan, killing constantly, blood and rain, slowly, within this small range, as long as there were no enemies around The Barbarian Clans quickly came here towards Su Ming. After a while, Su Ming was already followed by Barbarian Clan people for nearly two hundred afternoons.
On this chaotic battlefield, this group of people is extremely distinct. Su Ming is not good at commanding, and this is not where he wants refining, but people are different. Yan Bo is very keen on this, and even Zi Che is similar. There are also some innate skill. Under the organization of the two of them, the Barbarian Clan team of nearly 200 people, such as long spear, swept through. In this Southern War Zone, it has never been ahead!
Su Ming, right in front of them, Su Ming's will and momentum influenced all the followers behind him, making this team, where it passed, the fastest storm to kill Shaman Clan.
In this scattered battlefield, no one is absolutely safe. People will subconsciously choose to approach their larger group. This subconscious behavior makes the Su Ming team continue to kill and move. In the process, people from Barbarian Clan have joined in constantly.
In addition, the reason for this is that it has a lot to do with the low roar from Yan Bo. In the roar, I continue to tell others that Su Ming defeated the Shaman Clan hunting and became the Barbarian Clan hunting thing, plus Su Ming's fight in front, the look of coldly indifferent, firm eyes, all kinds of things and the white mask hanging on his waist, are enough to prove that Yan Bo has passed everything is true.
The mask was suggested by Yan Bo and Zi Che, and let Su Ming reveal it. This may be a rallying flag for the Barbarian Clan, which has been exhausted since the war!
The number of them is increasing. When the evening passed, when the roar in the green fog of sky became more intense, the Barbarian Clan behind Su Ming had already reached as many as 400 people.
These people are Sky Mist City warriors, Sea East Sect disciples, Sky Cold Sect fellows, and Southern lands's large small tribess, who come to the war.
They come from various places, maybe they did n’t know it before today, but at this moment they were killed by flesh and blood, casting a kind of friendship on the battlefield. That is the friendship of yelling together, bleeding together, and killing people together!
For the entire battlefield, Southern War Zone is only a part, and for Southern War Zone, hundreds of Su Ming are only a part, and still a very small part.
However, this small part of the power erupted at the moment is extremely amazing. During their fight, they carried out their familiar replacements under the control of Yan Bo and Zi Che. In this way, everyone had a rest, When everyone is safe, in this way, the fighting power of this team has reached its strongest.
Every afternoon, people feel at ease behind themselves, because behind them, there are their comrades in arms!
Comrade, a word on the battlefield that surpasses the clan!
Besides this, these people's eyes gradually became firmer, and the killing gradually became sharp and fearless. It is a more important existence for them, that is, they are always at the forefront and never see rest ... … Hunter Su Ming!
Su Ming has always been there, at the forefront, like the tip of this team, fighting, every step forward he represents the team behind him, also took a step.
He ’s not good at commanding, and he does n’t have too many words, but his existence is the soul of this team of four hundred people, because what he brings to other people is a will, one is going forward, the other is fearless. Will!
This will is even more important than the command of Yan Bo. It is the driving force that supports these hundreds of people. As long as Su Ming is still in the front, everyone in this team is still alive after the battle. Barbarian Clan, will follow without hesitation!
This is the battlefield, a place that does not require personal thoughts, no need to fight each other between soldiers and soldiers, no need to think too much, or even need to think.
The only thing you need here is such a will. If you have this kind of will, in the eyes of others, it is a flame in the night, which can shine around and attract people to follow!
In the continued fighting of this team of Su Ming, Southern War Zone, the relatively quiet place, always looked at the middle-aged man there at Su Ming, and his both eyes showed a bright awn.
Behind him, there is a Barbarian Clan Hunter with a black mask, and he is sinking in to open mouth.
"His name is Su Ming, he just killed a Shaman Clan Hunter and became my Barbarian Clan hunt ... their number is about 400. If he does n’t die, the number of this team will increase."
"Will ... will ... I get it!" The middle-aged man's eyes became brighter and brighter. He thought of a Barbarian Clan combat method because of the things here at Su Ming!
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(To be continued)