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Ji Shan and Shan Shuo shook their noodles, a solemn look appearing in their eyes.

The four of them are only at the early stage of the second tier, and it seems they can't defeat the opponent!

At this moment, the young guardian of the family lineage had his inner powder keg completely ignited by the documentary.

He waved his hand dismissively: "Kill them all!!"

Before the many first-tier martial artists of the Ancient Origin Tribe could make a move, he charged into the crowd first.

He can't instantly kill second-tier warriors, but he can definitely deal with these warriors who have undergone three blood exchanges or are first-tier warriors!

As long as he kills most of these warriors who have undergone three blood transfusions or are at the first level, he can save most of his men.

"Stop him!"

Seeing the young guardian move, the documentary's pupils constricted sharply, and he immediately led his men forward to intercept him.

Although they were fast, the young guardian was even faster. He arrived in front of a first-level martial artist from the Huanshan tribe without making any move.

That first-level martial artist rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, the young guardian pressed his hand on the head of the martial artist who had undergone three blood transfusions, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"ah!!"

The warrior, who had undergone three blood transfusions, let out an extremely tragic scream. His once robust body gradually withered away, eventually turning into a dried-up corpse.

The young sage let out a satisfied groan, tossed aside the dried corpse in his hand like trash, and then looked up to scan the surrounding crowd.

Such a bizarre scene immediately made everyone around swallow hard.

They all took a few steps back without prior arrangement.

Even the bravest of them felt a slight tremor in their hearts upon witnessing all that had happened.

Ji Shi also narrowed his eyes slightly. As a first-tier peak wizard, he could naturally see the origin of the other party's spell.

One of them is a soul-based witchcraft, and the other is a life-based witchcraft.

Thinking about what the other party had shown before.

It seems that the other party is skilled in two types of witchcraft.

"Fuck you!!"

With a roar, a figure rushed toward the young guardian, faster than the four documentary crew members.

A sharp glint of light flashed as it slashed toward the young man guarding the ancestral temple's neck.

The person who made the move was Shi Xiaoyong.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked murderous.

The young guardian was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that after he had displayed those two witchcraft techniques, someone would still dare to swing a knife at him!

Fortunately, he quickly realized what was happening, and his expression immediately turned somewhat gloomy.

A mid-stage first-tier martial artist dares to join in the fun?

He narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the other person, as if he wanted to tear their soul apart.

But after activating the witchcraft, the young guardian was slightly taken aback, looking somewhat bewildered.

Because he discovered that while his witchcraft could tear apart the soul of his opponent, it could not reduce it to nothingness.

In other words, it's impossible to completely kill the opponent!

Upon learning of this situation, the young guardian immediately abandoned the witchcraft he was currently using and switched to another one.

He took a step back and grabbed the incoming iron blade with one hand.

But the next moment, he was stunned again, and a piercing pain came over him.

That weapon actually chopped off several of his fingers!

Not only Shi Xiaoyong, but even Ji Shi and the others were dumbfounded.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a fierce person, who actually grabbed the fine iron knife with his bare hands!

Although they were extremely surprised, Ji Shi and the others were not going to give up this opportunity.

The five of them had already pressed forward, launching an attack on the young guardian from all directions.

Dealing with a late-stage second-tier wizard is no easy task.

If they are not careful, they may perish in the Northwest.

After the initial confusion and astonishment, the young guardian had now fully realized what was happening.

A sinister smirk suddenly appeared on his lips.

He remained completely calm in the face of attacks from five second-tier combatants.

"Do you really think I'm some pushover?"

A surge of vitality erupted, and the severed fingers of the young guardian rapidly healed.

An invisible wave emanated from the scene, causing the four documentary crew members' pupils to shrink and them to retreat abruptly.

But that invisible fluctuation of the soul had already spread.

puff!

The moment they made contact, Shan Qiang and the old patriarch, whose soul power was weaker, coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

The three documentary crew members also felt a tightness in their chests and saw stars.

The young guardian's expression was also somewhat pale, clearly indicating that the attack had taken a toll on him and he was not feeling well either.

"You really think I can't do anything to you? Today I'll make sure you all die here!"

The young guardian looked around and sneered repeatedly.

The documentary's expression was slightly gloomy.

He hadn't expected the difference between the early and late stages of the second tier to be so significant!

No wonder Si Bao was able to instantly kill that red-eyed pig demon.

"Fuck you!"

Just as the documentary was pondering its next move, the insults rang out again. Shi Xiaoyong got up from the ground and charged at the young guardian once more.

The latter's face twitched slightly.

He felt like he had ripped the kid's soul to shreds countless times, yet the kid was still full of life!

At this moment, Shi Xiaoyong was actually numb with pain, but the wound to the soul was not the same as the wound to the body.

It hurts, but it doesn't affect his mobility.

After all, his consciousness remained, and he was able to control his body with a tiny amount of soul power.

The young patriarch knew that his witchcraft alone wouldn't be enough to cause much harm to the other party.

That being the case...

A solution came to mind for the young man who was guarding the family lineage.

He bent down to dodge Shi Xiaoyong's long knife, then lunged forward and placed his palm directly on the other's face.

Then a rich life force was transmitted through the young guardian's arm and absorbed by him, and his face visibly became rosy.

Generally speaking, he would not choose to absorb the life force of a first-tier martial artist, as this would lead to an energy overload within his body.

But he had just used his most powerful magic trick, so there was no need to worry about such a problem when he continued to replenish it.

The life force of a mere first-tier martial artist...

As the young man guarding the family lineage pondered these thoughts, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he noticed something was amiss!

Why haven't I drained this kid's life force after absorbing it for so long?!

His witchcraft has a drawback: when choosing someone to absorb their life force, he must completely absorb it before he can stop; otherwise, he cannot end the absorption process.

Even though he had clearly recovered and his soul power and life force were full, the power being transmitted still showed no signs of stopping or dissipating.

The young man who was to inherit the family lineage looked even more displeased.

He glanced at Shi Xiaoyong and became even angrier.

The other party had clearly become a dried-up corpse.

Why is there still vitality to be extracted?!

The young man, Shou Tiao, understood that he had to find a way to escape his current situation, or death would be the only possibility awaiting him.

In the end, he could only turn his gaze to the crowd who were still standing there dumbfounded, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"If you're my enemy, come and kill me!"