Seeing that their young master was seriously injured, all the black barbarians wanted to get angry, but unexpectedly the outsider spoke first, and even called their young master a prisoner. This was obviously a slander against the black tribe, naked.
humiliation.
Except for a few people who worked together to help up the third-level barbarian, the other barbarians stood up and glared at Zi Chen angrily.
During this period, the fifth-level warriors were also observing Zi Chen. No outsider should be underestimated. This was a lesson left by generations of ancestors.
"I told you, those are my prisoners, put them down!" The short Zi Chen looked up at the barbarians, his words were still tough, even a little cold.
"If you dare to hurt Master Hei Mu, even if you are an outsider, you will die today!" Before the fifth-level soldier could speak, a fourth-level soldier coldly threatened.
Moreover, the other party did not seem to be relieved by such a threat, and said: "Not only you, but also the Uzbek tribe you have taken refuge in will be destroyed!"
Zi Chen's eyes gradually became cold. He glanced at the fourth-level barbarian and said coldly: "If you want to die, come here and I will definitely make it happen for you!"
The expression of the fourth-level barbarian who spoke changed slightly, feeling that he had been humiliated. After shouting loudly, he rushed towards Zi Chen.
He was nearly four meters tall. During the forward step, the fourth-level power in his body was displayed under the fourth-level barbaric arts. He clenched his fists, and the light flashed on his fists that could only be achieved by the fourth-level barbaric arts. He faced Zi Chen's
Hit the head hard.
Faced with a powerful but slow blow from a fourth-level warrior, Zi Chen just dodged a step to the side. The opponent's punch came down with the force, and the strong wind blew Zi Chen's black hair, and the punch passed Zi Chen with a slight difference.
Chen, because he couldn't hold back his momentum, he hit the ground with a bang. A big crater was instantly created on the ground, and smoke filled the air.
At the same time, the fourth-level barbarian's center of gravity was unstable, and his body also fell towards Zi Chen. Zi Chen clenched his fist, and golden fist light emerged from his fist, hitting the opponent's chin with a blow.
A strong force surged, and the opponent's jaw was severely twisted, and then made a clicking sound. At the same time, the barbarian's huge body was knocked away by Zi Chen's blow.
This blow flew dozens of meters away, and a blood line streaked through the air during the inverted flight. The fourth-level barbarian's body hit the ground heavily and made a loud noise. A small amount of smoke and dust splashed up, and he fell.
I never got up after falling down.
One punch killed a barbarian.
In front, the barbarians who were still angry before saw their companions killed in one blow, and their faces were full of shock. They had previously received news that it was the outsider who relied on speed to win first. But they did not expect that the other party's
His combat power is so formidable, he can strike from behind and destroy the enemy with one blow.
All the fourth-level barbarians stopped talking, obviously stunned. A strange light flashed in the eyes of the fifth-level warriors, looking at Zi Chen and said: "Sure enough, they are powerful outsiders, only the fourth-level warriors have the strength."
But it can kill people of the same level. Let me introduce myself, I am Hei Ya, the leader of the Black Clan, and I invite you to join the Black Clan."
Zi Chen glanced at Hei Ya and said, "What if I don't want to?"
Hei Ya smiled and said: "You are a fourth-level warrior. Even if you are an outsider with stronger combat power, you are still not as strong as level 5." After a pause, Hei Ya added: "And what's the point of staying in the Wu tribe?
Well, there are no resources there, and I can’t provide you with any resources. Instead, come to my Black Clan, and I can give you all the resources you need, and you can grow faster.”
Hei Ya's words were obviously coercion and inducement, but Zi Chen had a sneer on his face after hearing this, and said sarcastically: "If I'm not wrong, your Hei tribe should only have one fifth-level warrior, right? What other resources can you come up with?"
Hei Ya was not angry at Zi Chen's sarcasm. He looked at Zi Chen and said with a smile: "You came to the barbarian world and you should know something about barbarian beasts. Then do you think I will provide you with the blood of level five barbarian beasts to refine your body?"
How about it? You will also be allowed to eat level five meat all day long. How are you treated in the Uzbek tribe? I am afraid that you are not even guaranteed to eat level three meat every day, right?"
Hei Ya had a confident smile on his face. He was just a Uzbek tribe. What could he have? If he didn't think that destroying the Uzbek tribe would be a waste of resources, the Uzbek tribe would have been gone long ago.
Sure enough, the outsider's answer at the next moment proved what Heiya said.
"I really can't eat level 3 meat, because those are eaten by level 2 warriors. As a level 4 warrior, I can only eat level 5 meat. Therefore, the Uzbek tribe can also provide what you give. I have no reason for your invitation.
promise."
"Then you are determined to take action?" Zi Chen refused, and Hei Ya's expression immediately turned cold.
"It's okay not to do anything, but you must ensure that this barbarian statue will be shared with the Wu tribe." Zi Chen said calmly as before.
"You're dreaming!" Heiya shouted, "I wanted to recruit you, but since you don't understand current affairs, don't blame me for being rude!"
Just after the words were spoken, Hei Ya strode towards Zi Chen. As he advanced, the power belonging to a fifth-level warrior surged within his body.
After that, Heiya punched out, and this punch was filled with powerful power.
Zi Chen did not dodge, but used his strength to challenge the force. The golden fist light appeared again, and he struck hard with Hei Ya.
"Peng!"
During the bombardment, Zi Chen was knocked back several steps with great force, while the fifth-level Black Cliff did not take a single step back.
In a battle of strength, Level 5 Heiya would naturally win.
"Hmph, it's only level four! If you continue to ignore the current situation, your life may be at risk!" Hei Ya's face was full of confidence as he drove away the outsider with one blow.
"Come on, show your strongest fighting power! Otherwise you will have no chance!" Zi Chen sneered.
"What a shameless statement!" Hei Ya's second punch came, with a powerful force that was three points stronger than the first punch. The punch ended with a resounding sound, and Zi Chen was knocked back again.
The cheers of the Hei tribe barbarians rang out not far away, but Hei Ya, who had repelled the outsiders twice, couldn't be happy. There was obviously a strange color on his face. In his imagination, this punch was to break the outsiders' bones.
Shattered, rather than simply shaken back.
A cold light flashed in Hei Ya's eyes, and he punched again. This time, he punched several times in a row, the light of his fist flashed continuously, and the powerful force formed a strong wind, causing the sand and rocks to fly.
Zi Chen was beaten back and forth, but he was unscathed. The black barbarians who had been cheering before also saw the way, and their faces were full of disbelief.
Moreover, during the continuous attacks, the fifth-level Heiya clearly tried his best, and there was sweat on his forehead, but the outsider's expression did not change at all.
Finally, after the first wave of attacks, Hei Ya took the initiative to take a few steps back and distanced himself from Zi Chen. For some reason, Hei Ya felt a dangerous aura from the opponent.
The sneer on Zi Chen's face was still there. Seeing that Hei Ya no longer attacked, he stepped forward and said coldly: "Why, this won't work? It seems that a fifth-level warrior is nothing more than that! If you don't attack anymore, then you should
Am I done?"
"Come here if you have the ability!" Hei Ya panted slightly. He had spent a lot of time attacking with all his strength.
A cold light suddenly flashed in Zi Chen's eyes, and then he took a step forward, leaning forward like a golden lightning, rushing towards the black cliff.
The people who had returned before said that the outsiders were very fast and they were knocked down before they could take action. At this moment, seeing the opponent's extreme speed with his own eyes, Hei Ya's face changed and his body kept retreating. At the same time, he mobilized the power in his body again,
Be on the defensive.
Zi Chen, who was charging forward, clenched his right hand into a fist, and his fist emitted a dazzling golden light. At this moment, the power in his body continued to gather towards his fist. The source of these powers was the golden blood in Zi Chen's body.
Without using spiritual thoughts or Yuan force, Zi Chen only relied on barbaric skills to mobilize the power hidden in the blood. This was pure physical power without any external blessing.
This is the true power of the perfect body, which is fully revealed and inspired by the fusion of the second-level barbaric arts and the third-level barbaric arts. And when this fusion of barbaric arts is brought to its extreme, its power is not weaker than that of the fifth-level barbaric arts.
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Fusion combat skills were also unique to the Thunderbolt boy at the time. Combined with the fusion combat skills and Zi Chen's perfect body, the power of this punch has reached the peak that Zi Chen can currently perform.
The golden fist light became more dazzling, and there was an obvious pressure in the powerful force. This pressure made Hei Ya feel suffocated. His face suddenly changed drastically, and he once again mobilized the power in his body to block it.
"Peng!"
Zi Chen's powerful punch was blocked by Hei Ya, and it only hit the opponent's arms. However, the strong force contained in it instantly destroyed the power on Hei Ya's arms, followed by the sound of cracking bones.
Hei Ya's arms were shattered by Zi Chen's force, and his tall body also flew backwards. This time, Hei Ya was even more unlucky, flying dozens of meters away before falling heavily to the ground.
Everyone around was stunned. Even Wuman, who had just understood the barbaric technique, was looking at all this in disbelief.
Level 4 versus Level 5, and they actually won with one blow? This is incredible!
Facing Zi Chen's powerful blow, although Hei Ya did not die immediately, his arms were shattered and he lost the ability to fight again. His eyes were full of horror, and there was a deep fear on his face.
He raised his right arm with difficulty, pointed at Zi Chen, and said tremblingly: "Five...level five barbaric arts!"
The fusion barbaric technique that Zi Chen just performed was a fusion of level two and level three, but it was a fusion performed to the extreme. It was more like a fusion of level three and level four. In addition, when used to the extreme, it was comparable to five levels.
There is no problem at all with level barbarism.
A fourth-level warrior uses a fifth-level barbaric technique, which is beyond the rules of this world. This is the real source of Black Cliff's horror.
Hei Ya was helped up, and then other fourth-level soldiers protected Hei Ya and the other wounded in the middle, looking at Zi Chen warily. However, it was obvious that the corners of his eyes were shaking, and he was afraid in his heart.
Zi Chen looked at the group of black barbarians, stepping forward step by step, golden light flashed around him, and a pressure came out from his body.
This coercion was similar to the pressure of a level 5 savage beast, not even Black Cliff, which made people even more frightened. It was as if they were facing a cold-blooded and merciless savage beast at this moment.
The faces of the Hei tribe barbarians were full of horror. Hei Ya looked at Zi Chen and was also horrified: "Outsiders, I admit that I lost. I will give this place to you. What else do you want?"