Thunder Martial

The large clan has already set out to the dragon mountains. Just in the middle of the road, the wolf rides open the way for everyone, sweeping away all obstacles.

These obstacles refer to the tribes that have passed along the way, and the purpose of the Turkish people is that all the tribes that have passed through are my Turkish acquaintances.

This is being ridden well by wolves, and is being carried out smoothly. Until I met this outsider.

When more than a dozen people fled, they were also informed about the outsider Purple.

The loss of more than a hundred werewolf rides does not cause the Turkish leader any pain. But what he cares about is the attitude of the outsiders, who dare not cross with the Turks. Does he not know that we have two outsiders here?

So when the big clan moved forward, he deliberately accelerated the speed, and he wanted to see who the outsider was.

Ahead of the ranks are the Turkish leaders, along with several other tribes, such as the Turkish second only to the Fire Nation and others. All of their rides are grade six barbarian wolves, including Chen Zhong and Wu Yu, two outsiders.

“Our man has been named, and this outsider is going to massacre. Is he confident that he is a strong fighter?” Along the way, some members of the Turkish community are still angry about outsiders.

“The outsiders are not afraid to say they are strong, but they are not weak if they succeed in breaking the seal here. And you Turkish werewolf riders should have offended him, otherwise he wouldn't have killed for barbarian pain.” Wu Yu, an outsider, said. Wu Yu joined the Fire Nation and was somewhat dissatisfied with the Turkish actions along the way, but did not provoke him and he was lazy.

“Not the weak, yes, but not necessarily the strong. If killing a few Lv6 fighters can be called the strong, isn't it the strong all over the place?” Side by side, Chen Zheng said.

Chen Zheng and Wu Yu, with the help of the fruits of the six forces, have raised their strength to level 6, their fighting power is stronger, and their confidence is also fuller.

“If nothing goes wrong with our message, the level seven fighter we sent before could have been killed by this outsider. Kills level seven warriors. Be strong! ”

Chen snorted coldly, and there was a scorn in his eyes. "My so-called strong ones are based on my strength, not yours. ”

“What do you mean, you're sure of each other?” A Turkish man questioned.

“I don't dare say 10%, but 80% too!” Chen Mao: “You know, even if we were in the same situation, we would have a hundredfold difference in fighting power in our place. ”

“A hundred times worse. How is this possible?” Many people stared with big eyes when they heard it.

“A hundred times is not a certainty, it's just a hundred enemies at the same level. It's like they're all level six fighters, and one of the strongest can defeat a hundred ordinary fighters at the same time. ”

Chen Zheng's explanation instantly changed the face of a bunch of barbarians, one of the leaders said: “It seems that the world of outsiders is terrible, but our barbarian world is much simpler. One can play four or five of them at the same level, which is the existence of a very opposite heaven. A dozen, I've never seen or heard of them. ”

The Turkish leader, who had never spoken, suddenly asked: "Chief Chen Mao, if we see outsiders, do we send someone to probe, or...? ”

The Turkish leader is only level eight, this level in the Barbarian world, naturally the strong among the strong, but in the eyes of outsiders, the district level eight physical strength, compared to the force, is really nothing.

Therefore, in front of Chen Mao, the Turkish leader also carries with him the humility he deserves.

Without waiting for the other party to finish, Chen Fiercely waved his hand: “Send a Level 8 test first, I can't do it again. If they're weak, they deserve to die! If they're strong enough, they can go into the Dragon Mountains together. ”

At this moment, the team was huge and headed straight for the Black Nation. There are more than a thousand wolf riders, the weakest of which are level 5 warriors.

Suddenly, a sneer appeared on Chen Zheng's face: "It's a confident guy! ”

After releasing the spirit, Wu Yu's eyes also had a discoloration.

Other barbarians were unknown, so they immediately understood what Chen Zheng meant a few miles later.

There is but one standing at the end of the sight of the people, a figure belonging to an outsider.

Behind him was the Black race, and he, alone, stood in front of the Black race and greeted the entire tribal army.

Everyone who sees outsiders has a little surprise on their face.

Large troops stopped hundreds of meters away from the purple.

“An outsider, the one you killed us Turks?” After the team stopped, a werewolf rode out from behind. Under his crotch is a level 6 barbarian wolf, and he himself is a powerful level 8 warrior.

Behind the purple, many black people appeared, and after seeing more than a thousand werewolf rides, there was shock on their faces.

In the scolding of the black cliffs, many retreated, while the black cliffs were hidden to watch.

“Nice, I killed it!” Zijuan looked up and looked at the wolf mount across the street.

The Lv8 Wolf snorted coldly, "How dare you kill even my Turkish people?" Let me ask you again, did we send two Level 7 fighters to the Cloudy Mountains also die at your hands? ”

“Nice. I killed that too.” Purple eyes sweep towards each other, cold-blooded: “What, you want revenge? Then come on up. I'd also like to see, what is the point of opening your mouth to annihilate the Turkish people of other tribes? ”

“You!”

Purple and unsolicited words made the Lv8 wolf ride furious, while other Turks also had anger on their faces. As for Chen Zheng, who joined the Turkish people, he had a grin on his face.

“Dead!” The Lv8 Wolf rides with a sharp blade and rushes toward the purple blade.

Purple eyes became more and more indifferent, staring at the wolf. The next moment, purple eyes flashed a sharp golden light, the infinite killing machine fluttered from the surrounding area, the forward brute wolf felt an extremely dangerous atmosphere, like the front had the great crime of extinction, scared the front leg began to bend, actually one fell down.

The barbarian wolf rolled a few laps on the ground, his eyes filled with horror and constant mourning. The Lv8 warrior jumped up and landed steadily while the wolf was physically unstable.

After landing, the Lv8 warrior did not care about the wolf, but held a sharp blade and rushed towards the purple madness, revealing himself in the eyes of the killer.

The corner of the purple mouth had a cold smile, and the golden light flashed from the surrounding area, glittering like a golden yang. Pure ultimate force and constant circulation on the body surface, such as golden water flow.

Ben laughed coldly, and after feeling the elegant breath of purple power released, his face was even more dazed: “It is the pre-Danyuan period of the district, such a color is considered the weakest of the ancient road testers. I thought I'd run into an opponent. I didn't know it was trash! ”

Next to Wu Yu Dao: “Nor can it be said that it is garbage. It is the ultimate energy. The weakest of the other party is also a heavenly martial artist. ”

The corner of Chen's mouth is even thicker: “Tianwu, are you bluffing?” It seems like this speech is too pretentious ~ forced, Chen Zheng said: “Even if you are bluffing, you are also a natural warrior! ”

“Chief Chen Mao, isn't the other side fighting well?” The Turkish leader asked.

Chen Feng sneered: “If he counts according to the realm, he doesn't even count as a level 4 warrior. ”

Such a phrase has greatly increased the confidence of the Turkish people. Even level 4 warriors are not counted. They are really weak. Even if they can fly, they can't be expected to fight level 8 warriors. Perhaps today's Lv8 warrior can counterkill an outsider once.

With this idea in mind, they look at the field again.

At this moment, the Lv8 warrior has rushed into the presence of outsiders. He held a sharp blade in his hand and slashed it hard on the outsider's head.

The outsiders moved just as the whistle came from afar. The opponent quickly punched, the ultimate force fluctuated on his fist, still a glittering golden light, but on top of this punch, there was a very aggressive atmosphere.

And the outsider's small figure, after this punch, seems to have become great and tall.

The fist wrapped in the force struck the cutting edge.

Right in everyone's eyes, the punch flashed, causing a blast. At the same time, with the fist exploding, there are also leverage blades in the hands of level eight warriors.

The sharp edge crumbled and a powerful surge of force shook the level 8 warrior directly back. His face was also shocked by the fact that the weapons built specifically for him by the middle school had been smashed.

The Lv8 warrior was retreating, but at this point he saw the humans moving forward and walking towards him quickly.

Between the steps, as a golden light flashes, the other party instantly loses track. Immediately afterwards, Lv8 fighters felt a crisis coming forward.

When the crisis struck, he had no hesitation at all. Grade 8 barbarism was hands-on, and the strength of his body surged, as if it were a true barbarian.

This is a sign of the separation of power, and such a strong force is no weaker than that of the late Tanyuan brothers of the outside world.

Such a powerful attack did not fall at all on the late Dan Dynasty, but it seems to be a long way off on the enemy Purple Swordsman. Moreover, Zijuan is not yet a common Tianwu.

In a surge of ultimate power, Ziqian punched again, still a hegemonic punch.

The golden light on the purple flesh seems to diminish, the only thing that shines is the golden hegemonic punch.

This brilliant punch directly hit a Class 8 fighter. Then there was another shock, and in the shock, the golden fist was like crushing and decaying, directly smashing the Lv8 fighter's attack, breaking each other's defenses, and bombarding each other's chest.

The body of a Lv8 warrior, like an arrow off a string, flies backwards, which is hundreds of meters, and by the time it is heavily smashed to the ground, it has reached the wolf riders.

Level 8 Warrior, defeat North twice.

Live, dead silence! Only Lv8 warriors are coughing from time to time.

Everyone was in a state of total shock, even the previously disdainful Chen Zheng, with an extra surprise on his face.

“Turkish, but so!” In silent heaven and earth, purple and cold words are sounded.