Chapter 812: But so

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The team of the big tribe has already been dispatched and headed straight to the Wild Dragon Mountain. Just on the way, the wolf rides open the way for everyone and cleans up all obstacles.

These obstacles refer to the tribes that have passed along the way, and the purpose of the Tus is that wherever they are, all the tribes they encounter are the vassals of my Tus.

This point, a group of wolves riding in a very good execution, is also a smooth performer, until, met the aliens of the purple.

When a dozen people fled back, they also informed about the situation of the outsider.

The wolf ride lost more than a hundred, but it did not make the Tus's leader feel distressed. However, he cares about the attitude of the outsiders. He dares to go with the Tus. He doesn't know, we have two outsiders here.

Therefore, when the big tribes move forward, they deliberately speed up the speed. He wants to see where this outsider is sacred.

In front of the team, there are leaders led by the Tus. In addition to other tribes, such as the fire people behind the Tus, there are other tribes. Their mounts are all six-level wolverines. Two foreigners, Meng and Wu Yu, are among them.

"Our people have clearly reported the name, this outsider still wants to slaughter, it is difficult to be confident and strong." On the way forward, there are still some people in the Tus who are worried about the outsiders.

"Although outsiders do not dare to say that they are all strong, but if they succeed in breaking here, the combat power is not weak, and your Turkish wolf ride should attract him, or else he will not kill the killer for the barbarians. Wu Yu, an outsider, said that Wu Yu joined the fire family and was somewhat dissatisfied with the Turkish people along the way, but he did not bother him, and he was too lazy to manage.

"It's not the weak, it's not necessarily the strong one. If you kill a few six-level fighters, you can call the strong ones. It's not all strong everywhere." Next, Chen Meng opened.

Chen Meng and Wu Yu, two of them, have been promoted to the sixth level with the help of six power fruits, with stronger fighting power and more confidence.

"If our news is not wrong, the seven-level fighter we sent before may have been killed by this outsider. It can kill the seven-level fighter and count as the strong."

Chen Meng snorted, and there was a slap in the eye, proudly saying: "My so-called strong is calculated according to my strength, not you."

"The Chen Meng leader, you mean, you have the confidence of each other." A Turkish tempted to ask.

"Although I dare not say 10%, but there are also 80%." Chen Mengdao: "You must know that even in the same realm, in our place, the combat power will be a hundred times different."

"A hundred times difference, how is this possible." Many people have heard their eyes wide open.

"A hundred times is not a certain statement, but it can be an enemy in the same level. It is like a six-level fighter, and one of the strongest can knock down one hundred ordinary ones at the same time."

Chen Meng’s explanation made the face of a group of people change instantly. One of the leaders said: “It seems that the world of outsiders is terrible, but our barbarian world is relatively simple. A class can play four or five, which is extremely There is a counter-attack, and I have never seen or heard dozens of dozens."

The Turkish cadre, who had never been open, suddenly asked: "Chen Meng’s leader, if we see outsiders, send someone to test it, or."

The Tus chief is only eight, this level is in the barbaric world, naturally the strong among the strong, but in the eyes of the outsiders, the eight levels of physical strength, compared to the Yuanli, really is nothing.

Therefore, in front of Chen Meng, the Turkish cadres also took the humble they deserved.

Before waiting for the other party to finish, Chen Meng waved: "First send eight temptations, but I will not go again. If the strength of the other party is weak, then it should be dead. If it is strong enough, you can go to the 闯 龙 龙 龙 山."

At this moment, the team is vast and goes straight to the Heizu. The wolves are all over the thousand, and the weakest are the five-level fighters.

Suddenly, Chen Meng had a sneer on his face: "It is a confident guy."

After releasing the spiritual thoughts, Wu Yu also had a touch of color in his eyes.

Other barbarians are unknown, but after the number of miles, they immediately understood the meaning of Chen Meng.

I saw that at the end of everyone’s eyes, standing alone, it was a figure of an outsider.

Behind the other side is the Hei, and he, standing alone in front of the Hei, greets the entire tribal army.

All the people who saw the outsiders had some horror on their faces.

The large forces stopped hundreds of meters outside the sable.

"The outsider is the one who killed us in the Tus." After the team stopped, a wolf rider came out from behind, and his arm was a six-level wolverine, and he himself was a powerful eight-level fighter.

After the purple scorpion, many people of the Heizu appeared. After seeing more than a thousand wolves, their faces were full of shock.

In the scream of the black cliff, many people retired, while the black cliff was hiding in a hidden place to watch.

"Yes, I killed." Zi Yan looked up and looked at the wolf on the opposite side.

The eight-level wolf screamed coldly and said: "Hello, you have the courage to kill even the people of my Tu nationality. I will ask you again. We are sent to the two seven-level fighters in the Yunshan Mountains. hand."

"Yes, that's what I killed." The purple scorpion swept to the other side and said coldly: "Why, if you want to take revenge, then even if I come up, I want to see it. It is a kind of mouth to open the mouth to destroy the tribes of other tribes." What kind of goods."

"you."

The arrogant words of Ziyan made the eight-level wolf ride angry, and the faces of other Tu people were also angry. As for the Chen who joined the Tu, the face was sneer.

"Death." The eight-level wolf rides a sharp blade and rushes toward the purple.

The purple scorpion became more and more indifferent, staring at the savage wolf. The next moment, the purple scorpion flashed a fierce golden light, and the infinite murderous machine rushed from the whole body. The former raging wolf felt a very dangerous atmosphere, like the front. The peerless murderer, under the horror of the front leg began to bend, and even planted it.

The pretty wolf rolled a few laps on the ground, his eyes were full of horror, and he continued to mourn. The eight-level fighters jumped up when the body of the wolf was unstable, and then landed steadily.

After landing, the eight-level fighter did not pay attention to the savage wolf, but held the sharp edge, rushing toward the purple scorpion, and the murder in the eyes.

There is a sneer in the corner of the purple scorpion. The golden light flashes from the whole body, and the glare is like Jinyang. The pure ultimate force is also constantly flowing in the body surface, such as the golden water.

The sneer Chen Meng, after feeling the scent of the purple scent released, the face has a touch of disdain: "It was actually the pre-Danyuan period, such goods are the weakest of the ancient road testers. Exist, I thought I could run into an opponent, but I couldn’t think of it as a garbage."

Next to Wu Yudao: "It can't be said that it is rubbish, but it is the ultimate energy. The weakest of the other party is also a Tianwu."

Chen Meng mouth disdain is more concentrated: "Tianwu, is it awkward." It seems that it is too much to say so, and Chen Meng said: "Even if you are a monk, it is also a heavenly warrior."

"Chen Meng's leader, the opponent's combat power is not strong." The Turkish leader asked.

Chen Meng sneered: "If you count according to the realm, he won't even count the four-level fighters."

Such a language makes the confidence of the Tu people greatly increased. Even the four-level fighters are not counted. It is indeed very weak. Even if it is flying, it is estimated that it is impossible for the enemy eight-level fighters. Maybe today, the eight-level fighters can also be anti-slaughter. An outsider once.

With such an idea, they look at the field again.

At this moment, the eight-level fighter has already rushed to the outsider, holding a sharp blade in his hand and kneeling down to the head of the outsider.

Just as the whistling sound came from far away, the outsiders also moved, and the other party quickly punched a punch. The ultimate force was surging on the fist. It was still a dazzling golden light, but there was a kind of overbearing above the fist. breath.

The small figure of the outsider seems to have become a stalwart and taller after this punch.

The fist wrapped by Yuan Li hit the blade of his arm.

Under the gaze of everyone, the fist light burst open, causing a burst of sound, and at the same time as the fist exploded, there was a sharp knife in the hands of the eight-level fighter.

The sharp edge of the blade broke, the strong force surged, the eight-level fighter was directly shaken off, and his face was shocked with inexplicable shock. The weapon built by the tribe of the tribe was actually broken like this.

The eight-level fighter was retreating, but at this time, he saw the human being moved ahead and walked toward him.

Between the advances, such as a golden light flashing, the other party instantly lost the trace, and then, the eight-level fighters felt a crisis in front.

When the crisis hit, he did not hesitate at all. The eight-level savvy technique was hand-picked. His powerful strength in the body surged, such as a real wild beast emerged from the body.

This is a sign of strength from the body, and the power of such awkwardness is not weaker than that of the late monks in the late Dan Yuan.

Such a powerful attack is not going to fall to the enemy's late Yuan, but it seems to be a lot worse for the enemy of the purple scorpion. Moreover, the sable is not an ordinary martial artist.

Under the surging of the ultimate force, ~www.readwn.com~ Ziyan once again punched a punch, still a hegemonic fist.

This fist punched out, it seems that even the golden light on the purple scorpion has faded down, the only thing that is golden is the overbearing fist.

This punches directly hits a hit with the eight-level fighter. Then, it is a shock, and in the middle of the shock, the golden fists are ruined, directly smashing the attack of the eight-level fighter, breaking open. The opponent's defense, bombarded in the other's chest.

The body of the eight-level warrior, such as the arrow from the string, usually flies out. This flight is hundreds of meters. When it is heavy on the ground, it has already reached the front of a group of wolves.

Eight-level fighters, two defeated the North.

At the scene, the silence of death, only the cough of the eight-level warrior is ringing.

Everyone was completely shocked, and even Chen Meng, who had previously disfigured, had an accident on his face.

"Tu, but this is the case." In the silent world, the words of purple and cold are ringing.