Chapter 236 Cursing the Opponent, Barbarian Rebellion

At this moment, Situ Yanran's breath became increasingly disordered, and the fluctuations of her magic power also weakened a little.

If I don't break free from the other party's restraints, I'm afraid I'll be in great danger.

Although this situation is within the rules, it is a bit too disgusting.

The monks from Feiyun City who were watching the battle were all very angry, and they were eager to take action if the situation got bad.

Among the few people, Chen An was relatively calm and composed, but he did not believe Situ Yanran. Instead, he saw that Yun Yichen was calm and did not seem to be worried at all.

Who knows, this person might personally take action in times of crisis.

Just as Chen An's mind was turning, the situation on the field changed subtly.

The hairpin on Situ Yanran's head suddenly fell off, and her smooth black hair fell behind her.

But in an instant, the originally soft black hair seemed to come to life, dancing in the air with the wind, emitting a faint blue light, forming a beautiful yet deadly web.

With a clear shout, Situ Yanran's long hair shot out as if it had a spirit, bypassing the attack of the Shadow Destroyer incarnation and directly wrapping around its phantom body.

These hairs seemed to contain considerable power. Even if they couldn't kill the opponent, it would be difficult to completely get rid of them.

The Shadow Destroyer Avatar obviously did not expect such a counterattack. In a flash, between getting injured and continuing to restrain the opponent, he chose to save himself.

"cough cough"

The moment the restraints were released, Situ Yanran was like a drowning person who was suddenly rescued. She touched the purple bruise on her delicate neck and gasped for breath.

"I give up!"

Finally, after a surprise attack to save herself, Situ Yanran decisively admitted defeat.

"My little beauty, you will be able to escape from my grasp next time we meet!" Yingmie laughed and returned to the barbarians.

"Humph!"

Situ Yanran snorted coldly, then walked to Yun Yichen and said with a guilty look on her face: "Senior Yun, I lost the first battle."

Yun Yichen waved his hand and said with a smile, "I knew you were capable. You don't have to worry about winning or losing. Losing a game doesn't count as a loss. The best is yet to come. Just watch carefully."

There are five competitions in total, and there are four left. From this aspect alone, there is obviously still a chance.

"Haha, we won the first game." Manlie was obviously very happy and showed off.

"I'm not blind, I can see it." Yun Yichen said in a cold voice.

"I hope you can win back a game tomorrow." Man Lie teased.

"Oh, I'll take your kind words."

While the two were confronting each other, Chen An was carefully observing the shadow killer on the opposite side.

Yingsha and Yingmie are obviously not ordinary shadow barbarians. They walk like shadows, and their breath and magic power fluctuations are relatively hidden.

However, this did not prevent Chen An from imprinting the other person's appearance and figure into his mind.

At present, he has already learned the other party's name and appearance. To a certain extent, this person no longer has any secrets in front of him.

As if he had noticed Chen An's gaze, Yingsha also looked over here. He frowned slightly as if he was quite displeased with such a naked gaze. Then his lips moved slightly and he uttered a few words but no sound came out.

Chen An's eyes twitched slightly. He saw clearly that what the other party said was "I will kill you in two days"!
Faced with the provocation, Chen An sneered and did not make any response. This kind of low-level provocation had no effect on him.

The first game was over, and both sides left immediately.

Chen An and others followed Yun Yichen back to Manzang Mountain, intending to rest and prepare for tomorrow's fight.

"You've seen what Yingmie did today. We don't have much information about the Shadow Barbarians, so we can only guess a little from this person." On the way, Yun Yichen said solemnly to Chen An.

"This person is elusive and is very good at stabbing people from behind. I will be more cautious when the time comes."

"Well, if things start to go wrong, just admit defeat. Your life is the most important thing."

As the two were talking, Zhao Lingyun came over in a hurry, grabbed Yun Yichen's hand and stuffed a jade slip into his hand: "I went to Tiangangzhou and got some information about the Shadow Barbarians!"

"You're too late."

Yun Yichen responded while reading the jade slip, "I just finished the first match and lost."

"Lost?"

Zhao Lingyun blinked, looked at Chen An, and said with a smile: "There is still one more competition for the Shadow Barbarians. It's not too late."

Without dwelling on the matter any further, Yun Yichen read through it roughly and nodded, saying, "It's recorded in great detail. Chen An, you can take a look at it too."

"That's right. I spent a lot of money. I have to ask Ling Xuanxiao to compensate me later!" Zhao Lingyun said with concern.

Chen An, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, took the jade slip and just glanced at it, he was delighted. The records on it were indeed detailed. Not only did they contain a brief account of the life of each Void-Refining Monk of the Shadow Barbarians, the methods they had used publicly, their recent whereabouts, but there were also portraits of each person!
He was originally worried that turning around and cursing the Shadow Barbarians might be a bit too obvious, but with this thing, it would be much easier.

After forcing the information in the jade slip into his mind, Chen An returned it.

But Zhao Lingyun waved his hand, then took out several jade slips and said, "Don't worry, I have recorded several copies, you can take them back and read them slowly."

"Thank you very much, Brother Zhao."

After putting away the jade slip, Chen An returned to his temporary residence in the Barbarian Burial Mountain and casually activated the isolation formation.

Many high-ranking monks who have their own separate residences do this, and his doing so will not attract attention.

Close the door, sit cross-legged, and calm your mind.

Half an hour later, he took out the Five Poisons Soul Curse Book, and the names and appearances of the Shadow Barbarians in the jade slip flashed through his mind one by one.

After a moment, twenty auras slowly emerged on the pages of the Five Poisons Curse Soul Book, each of which was comparable to that of a Void Refinement cultivator.

According to Yun Yichen’s previous analysis, Chen An had a good chance of winning, but Chen An was not only fighting to win, he was also fighting for the four treasures that were the prize!

Each of them is good, and Chen An does not expect to get all of them. One or two will be enough!
At the moment, these Shadow Barbarians he selected, in addition to their impressive strength, all have one characteristic: they have been secretly going out recently, and their whereabouts are rather mysterious.

Going out secretly during the war between humans and barbarians must be up to no good, so Chen An cursed him.

It is worth mentioning that he also found an interesting thing in the jade slip.

King Liman and King Yingman actually had a son with extraordinary potential, possessing strength comparable to the sixth level of Refining Void. However, he grew up in the Shadowman tribe, and ordinary cultivators in Feiyun City didn't know much about him.

So, this person, as well as the group of people from the Liman tribe who had been cursed last time, were all included and cursed together.

At the same time, just like last time, the cultivators from the Dragon and Phoenix clans also remained the same.

A person's energy is limited. To curse so many people at once, Chen An naturally couldn't go all out to each of them, otherwise he would have been sucked dry long ago.

Except for a few who were given special attention, such as the Power Barbarian King and the two Shadow Barbarians who were fighting, the others were only given a slight mention.

After a busy period, Chen An's face turned pale. He took out a few pills to replenish his qi and blood and swallowed them.

Considering the characteristics of the Dragon Blood Body Refining Technique and his current level of physical cultivation, it is not a big problem. He can recover with a little recuperation, and it will not hinder his future fight.

Barbarian Hall.

The barbarians, led by King Liman, were in an uproar at this moment.

"You have cursed me again and again. This is simply too much!"

The barbarian king looked unhappy, partly because of the injuries caused by the inexplicable curses he suffered several times, but more because he felt aggrieved. The barbarians under the stairs trembled in fear and dared not speak.

They were not feeling well either. After all, it was not just King Liman who was being plotted against. All the barbarians with a high level of cultivation had basically suffered the misfortune.

The others were fine and were not seriously affected. Only Yingsha and Yingmie looked extremely pale, and seemed to be seriously injured.

At this critical moment of the battle, they had to suspect that it was the human race who was behind it.

Man Lie thought for a moment, then stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, Lord Man Wang. I will test Yun Yichen during the duel tomorrow. If it is really them who did it, they will reveal their true colors."

"It better not be them, otherwise, I will massacre Feiyun City with blood!"

A group of people were discussing the curse when hurried footsteps were heard outside, and then Man Ying's figure walked into the hall.

"Didn't you go to escort the Charm Spirit Clan here? Why are you back after only being gone for half a day?" King Liman, who was already in a bad mood, became even more displeased at this moment.

Man Ying looked unhappy and responded, "I was cursed!"

"What?" Everyone in the hall looked at him in surprise.

"I wanted to return to the team, but halfway through, a curse suddenly emerged from deep within my body. Fortunately, it was not powerful and was temporarily unharmed. But then, the tribesmen who were escorting the Charm Spirits sent me a message saying that all of them had been ambushed without exception."

"Thinking about what happened in the tribe a few days ago, I felt that this matter was not simple, so I came back to take a look."

Man Ying looked at the expressions of several people in the hall and knew without asking that what had happened in the clan before might have happened again at this moment.

"This must have been done by the human race!" King Liman said hatefully, his teeth bared.

"This is me..." Man Ying shook his head, hesitating to speak.

"If you have something to say, just say it now. Why are you dithering?" King Liman was obviously still angry.

"In fact, this matter may not be caused by the human race."

Man Ying sighed softly, and after struggling for a while, he finally said, "When we arrested the members of the Meiling tribe before, one of them accidentally escaped. Maybe this person is seeking revenge."

"What? You."

"boom!"

In anger, King Liman slapped his big hand downwards, and the armrest of the throne broke.

"This is such an important matter, I specially gave it to you to do. I warned you many times before, but you are still so careless. If you were not my son, I would have to..."

"puff!"

King Liman's anger aroused his injuries, causing his blood and qi to flow backwards, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Father, you are injured, please don't be angry."

"If I don't die at the hands of the human race, I will make you die of anger sooner or later!"

King Liman pushed Manying away and said coldly: "Tell me, who is the one who escaped!"

"Yaoyaohua"

King Liman was not angry at this time but laughed: "You have known her since childhood, and you can be said to be childhood sweethearts. I'm afraid it was not an accident, but you let her go on purpose because you couldn't bear it."

"Absolutely not!"

Man Ying flatly denied it, saying, "Although I relaxed my guard against him because of our friendship, I didn't let him go on purpose."

King Liman didn't seem to want to argue, and waved his hand and said, "Alright, I don't expect you to kill her, but you have to make amends and bring her back to me!"

"Okay, I'll do it right now!"

After receiving the order, Man Ying did not stop but turned around and left.

After King Liman sent everyone away, he walked into the back hall with heavy steps.

As he walked into the room, a soft and delicate body fell into his arms, and he asked with concern: "Are you okay with your injuries?"

Unexpectedly, the King of Liman grabbed her fair wrist and said, "You really care about me."

"What are you talking about, Barbarian King? Of course I care about you." Youlan frowned slightly and tried to pull out her wrist that had been squeezed red.

"Among all the cultivators in my clan, almost no one can escape the curse. How come you are fine?"

The barbarian king questioned. Not only did he not let go, but he exerted even more force.

Youlan's strength is not very high, but he has the cultivation level of the second level of Lianxu, and he has not been cursed.

"Maybe the human race doesn't know I'm here."

"You have been by my side for many years. As long as the human race is not a fool, how could they not know?" King Liman insisted.

"What does this mean, Barbarian King? Do you suspect that I did it?" Youlan put away his gentle gesture and his face became cold.

"Who can say for sure? Maybe you already knew about the Enchantress Tribe!"

"I"

Speaking of the Charm Spirits, You Lan could no longer suppress the pain in her heart, she burst into tears, her eyes wide open as she said angrily: "Good curse! I only regret that I didn't recognize your evil ambition earlier and curse you to death!"

The eyes of the barbarian king were about to spit fire, and he gnashed his teeth with hatred: "It really is related to you!"

He was extremely angry at this moment. He reached out and tore off Youlan's clothes, stripping them off completely in a few seconds. Then he threw her out of the hall and threw her into the place where the tribesmen were most concentrated.

At the same time, King Liman shouted: "This woman has betrayed her people and her crime is unforgivable. I have given her to you as a reward before she dies!"

Suddenly, the male cultivators in the tribe looked at the white scene in front of them and their eyes lit up.

"Haha, King of Strength, you still dare to humiliate me? Don't you know that you have exhausted your potential?"

You Lan knew that his death was approaching, and he no longer cared about his body. He had already been extremely dirty: "You have been having sex with me frequently recently, but you didn't know that I have secretly used a secret method to drain your potential. You will never make any progress in your cultivation in this life!"

"You vicious woman, I thought it was just my injury and the curse that caused it temporarily, but I didn't expect it was you who did it!"

King Liman was so angry that he no longer cared about his injuries. He punched down, and with hatred, he blew Youlan's body into powder. She was dead beyond deadness.

"It would be a good thing for you to die like this."

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, glanced at the tribesmen below, and ordered: "No one can tell anyone about what happened today, otherwise, you will die!"

After he left, a group of barbarian male cultivators who were still unsatisfied looked at each other in bewilderment.

I thought it was a major benefit, but it turned out to be just an eye-candy.

The next day.

Chen An rested for a night and felt refreshed.

He met up with Yun Yichen and others early and went down the Manzang Mountain together.

Seeing that the barbarians on the opposite side looked normal and did not look like they were cursed at all, Chen An was shocked.

He thought to himself, could it be that the curse is useless against the barbarians?
Or has the other party already resolved the curse?

After quietly sensing the Five Poisons Curse Soul Book, he discovered that the barbarians had used some secret method to temporarily suppress the power of the curse.

(End of this chapter)