Chapter 782: Brutal image

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The three-level savage technique is relatively complicated. The sables show three times in six people in slow motion until the six nods, indicating that every detail is remembered.

"Well, let's show you the strongest state of this savage."

Between the words, the momentum of the purple body immediately changed, the strength of the flesh began to surge, the power of the golden light filled the surface, and the fist light appeared on the purple fist.

This punch does not need to be deliberately played, everyone can feel the powerful power of this fist, and the fist that shows the ultimate is definitely the four-level manipulation of iron and iron.

The most exciting of the six people is Wu Man. After his father disappeared, there was finally a four-level savage in the entire Wuzu, and it was a four-level savage that the third-level fighters could use.

Once the six players are all trained, the combat power can be multiplied several times, and the next time they encounter the fourth-level beast, they can also kill.

"Remember these details, but before that, you must first practice the second-level martial arts to 90%. Of course, the peak is the best. With the ultimate feeling of the peak, you can master the three-level martial arts faster. ”

Four times before and after the demonstration, Zi Yan turned and left.

Next, it is the time for six people to practice independently. In addition to the six people, other barbarians have also appeared one after another, and began to practice secondary savage.

Zi Yan returned to the room to continue to evolve the savage skills and enhance their strength.

As time passed, half a month later, the study of Zi Yan in the savage technique finally made a breakthrough, and there was no small progress in the enhancement of strength.

Among the Wuzu people, Wu Man also evolved the second-level savage technique to the extreme, and began to practice the third-level savage technique, which made rapid progress.

In addition, the progress of the three third-level fighters is also very large, and has already evolved the power of 90% of the second-level martial arts.

Another one that has transformed the savage technique into 90% of the power is actually Ula, and Una, who is a second-level fighter, has also evolved as much as 80% of the martial arts. The progress can be described as very fast.

In the usual fight, few second-level fighters can suppress Una.

Half a month later, Zi Yan appeared to find Wu Man and asked about the matter of the Hei.

"The leader of the sable, we are going to compete for the identity of the sacred image." Wu Man heard, his eyes lit up instantly.

"You first tell me about the Hei people, how many strong ones are among them." Zi Yan asked.

"There are only two four-level fighters in their family. If we both go, we will be able to suppress them." Wu Man appears to be very confident.

"Two four-level fighters, this is the time when things will happen. Someone will break through." Zi Yan asked.

"This is something more than a decade ago."

Wu Man told the purple cicada about what happened ten years ago. When they went out to hunt, the Hei people suddenly killed, killed the rebellious Uzbek warriors, robbed the old man and the children, and only some of them escaped smoothly.

At that time, a four-level warrior among the Uzbeks went to the theory, but he was seriously injured. When he came back, he told them that the Heizu had two four-level fighters. Soon after, the Wu nationality, the fourth-grade fighter, died of a serious injury.

After the hardships of the Wuzu people for a long period of time, Wu Man broke through to become a four-level fighter and barely maintained the entire Wuzu.

At that time, the number of Uzbeks had already exceeded a thousand. However, after the death of Wu Man’s father and the rest of the strong, the number of Uzbeks fell sharply, and when they went out to hunt and kill the beasts, they almost died every time. So over the years, the Ukrainians The number is not long.

Speaking of the Hei nationality, Wu Man’s face is full of hate, but Zi Yan’s listening is very speechless. There were two four-level fighters more than a decade ago, but it does not mean that they are still two years later.

The Uzbeks without a little bit of resources can come out with a four-level warrior, and the blacks with a lot of resources, at least ten times that of the Wuzu. The purple scorpion is conservatively estimated that the number of the current Hei and fourth-level fighters has exceeded ten. Bit.

And if there is a problem, there will be a five-level fighter.

Ziyan’s worry did not tell Wu Man, let alone the Hei nationality may have a five-level fighter. Even if there are two, Zi Yan also wants to see the statue of the god. After he indulged for a while, he told Wu Man to prepare. Departed after three days.

Wu Man’s face was excited and left. After a while, the whole Wuzu broke out and cheered. Since the disappearance of Wu Man’s father, they have not been fighting for the statue of the gods for many years.

During these three days, Zi Yan used the spirit to study the savage technique of day and night until the savage technique was evolved to the true limit.

Three days later, the two left the Uighurs under the influence of the barbarians.

The statues of the gods are hundreds of miles away from here, and the blacks are more than a hundred miles away. The Uighurs can survive. On the one hand, the number is too small, the blacks disdain, and on the other hand, the two sides are far apart. The Hei people sent people to come and can't grab anything.

Along the way, Wu Man constantly said that the Hei people are not, the words are full of hatred towards the Hei people. According to Wu Man, the previous statues are open to all the barbarians. As long as they reach enough realm, they can go to see Idol.

And because of the different realms, they will also realize the savage of different realms.

But since the emergence of the tribe, the big tribes have all taken the image of the gods as their own, and will not let other tribes realize.

The distance of the hundred miles, according to the speed of Wu Man, the full speed can be reached in half a day, when there are more than ten miles away from the statue of the gods, Wu Man asked to stop, and then eat to ensure sufficient physical strength.

"There must be black people guarding there, and they will fight in the past, so we must ensure enough physical strength." Wu Man said with a meat stick.

Seeing the expression of Wu Man's extremely positive color, and not how to consume the purple sable, only take out the dried meat to eat.

"When I will pass, I must let them see the power of my long knife." Wu Man ate and danced the long knife that Zi Zi gave him.

After eating, the two went forward and the journey of more than ten miles arrived soon.

Far away, Zi Yan saw a very sacred image. It was a very tall barbarian. It was tens of meters high under the visual observation. It was built on a high platform. The statue of the gods radiated a repressive atmosphere. The sable can feel it.

In the eyes of Zi Yan, the high platform below the statue of the **** is like an altar, and the **** is enshrined on the altar.

As they approached, Zi Yan saw the image of the statue above the altar. There were barbarians on the altar. They sat on the altar on the knees. There were six people, and they were feeling the barbarians.

Outside the altar, there are three tall, barbarians standing. These three should be the Hei people who guarded the place.

The arrival of Zi Yan and Wu Man attracted the attention of the three people. After the three turned around and saw the two, their faces instantly cooled down.

"This is the site of my Hei nationality, stopping at a rapid speed." Not waiting for the purple scorpion to walk under the statue of the god, there are black people who stop loudly.

"What kind of Hei nationality site, here is the land where the statue of the gods is located, belongs to all the barbarians." Wu Man screamed loudly, the long knife in his hand flashed cold, and did not stop.

"Which tribe are you, don't you want to live? I dare to come here to find something." A black-and-four-level barbarian sipped.

The sound that he did not suppress, but also the barbarians who had disturbed the altar on the altar, six people opened their eyes and looked at the purple scorpion with great curiosity.

"We are Uighurs. Today we come to realize the image of the gods." Wu Man, who has a long knife, is extremely hard at the moment, even if he has already seen that the other three are four-level fighters.

"The Wuzu, a Wuzu in the district, even dared to come here to challenge, want to die." The three black people began to approach the two, with a thick disdain on their faces.

However, after their eyes fell on the purple scorpion, there was a surprise and accident on the face. Obviously, the shape of the sable is very much the same as that of the barbarian. It is like a legendary outsider.

One of the three men, who is oversized, flashed in the eyes, saying: "A good Ukrainian, I did not expect to find an outsider, this should be the source of your confidence."

An outsider is also the focus of success in attracting everyone. They look very curious about Ziyan’s eyes.

Outsiders have not appeared in the barbarian world for a long time.

The three stopped the two, the two sides are separated by a hundred meters, Wu Man was completely ignored, the eyes of the three are looking at the purple, with curious and taboo on his face.

After all, the legend is that outsiders are extremely powerful.

Wu Man took a long knife in his hand and said: "Less nonsense, old rules, who wins whoever prevails."

The eyes of the three people only slightly fell in love with Wu Long’s long knife, and then fell on the purple scorpion again. The older Hei nationality said: “For outsiders, it’s better to join a Ukrainian in the district. Black people, you can always read the statue of the gods."

This is obviously robbing people, and Wu Man’s face is angry.

There was a smirk on the face of Zi Yan, saying: "Well, I just don't want to fight and kill."

Just in the middle of the conversation, Zi Yan walked forward with Wu Man, and it seemed that he was going to enlighten the image of the god.

"Stand up, I mean to join our Hei people to enlighten ~www.readwn.com~ The voice of the other party is a lot of indifference.

Zi Yan slowly stopped and said: "I really don't want to start, and I don't want to hurt you. So, the gods share it with everyone."

"Share." There was a smirk on the opposite side. "For outsiders, you don't look at your identity. You are a Ukrainian in the district. Why do you share the image of the gods with our Hei people? You also match, or that sentence, join us. Or else, even today you will be killed together."

Seeing the other party's three eyes revealing murderous, Zi Yan knows that it is useless, so he strode forward and Wu Man followed the purple.

The six Hei people on the altar were not well aware, and they quickly flew toward the bottom of the altar.

There is an invisible block on the altar. Ziyan can't use the spirit to explore the strength of the six Hei people, so when the other side is ready to help, Zi Zi suddenly accelerates.

Like a golden lightning, he rushed toward the three black people.

The speed of the purple scorpion makes the three faces change instantly, but the three are not afraid. After looking at each other, they show the four-level savage to the purple sable.