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The golden fist collided with the glaring fingertips, and there was a bang, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye surged towards the surroundings, and everyone retreated in shock.

Amidst the surging power, Mo Chen's fingers slowly began to bend.

He still had a calm face before, with an expression of victory, but when he felt the powerful force emerging from the opponent's fist, Mo Chen's expression immediately changed.

Just when he sensed something was wrong, it was already too late when he pointed back and retracted his strength. Zi Chen's fist bent the opponent's finger directly, and under the force, the bent finger made a click sound, unexpectedly Being broken alive.

Zi Chen broke the opponent's phalanx with one punch, and hit the opponent's fist again. After a loud noise, Mo Chen's body was sent flying.

The flight lasted more than ten meters, but Mo Chen didn't suffer any serious injuries, only a finger was stretched like a boneless face, and his face was so gloomy that it was distorted.

He had said before that he would kill the opponent with one finger, but now he was careless, and his phalanx was broken with one blow.

The other barbarians around were already stunned. The outsider claimed to be an extremely powerful existence, but today, he suffered a disadvantage in the hands of this barbarian.

Zi Chen retracted his fists, the golden light around him shrank, and all his strength disappeared. He looked at Mo Chen in front of him, and said, "You should not even have level one strength, but you can block my level five strength. The outsider really deserves his reputation."

No one was injured in the match between the first level and the fifth level. Zi Chen's words were obviously admiration from the bottom of his heart, but it was not the case to everyone's ears. Chen's words turned ferocious.

But before he opened his mouth, he continued to speak harsh words, Zi Chen said again: "I blocked your finger, and today's matter will be exposed, so many people can testify, although there is a reason why you underestimate the enemy , but I am still alive, so I must keep my word, I believe outsiders are more reputable."

Zi Chen's words sounded very pleasing to the ear. As an outsider, Mo Chen was put on such a big hat, so naturally he couldn't continue to trouble Zi Chen, at least now in front of so many people, he couldn't find Zi Chen. trouble.

Mo Chen's gloomy face slowly subsided, and he stared fixedly at this barbarian who was not stupid or even very smooth. It seemed that he was sure of this dark loss today, but he was unwilling.

"I've finished comprehending barbaric art, and I still need to find the fruit of power, so I won't bother you." After Zi Chen finished speaking, he was about to leave with the barbarian tiger.

Mo Chen's expression was a little hesitant before,

But after hearing Zi Chen's words, he made up his mind, he had a plan in his heart, he snorted lightly, and his face quickly became calm.

As for the previous severed finger, it also quickly improved under the continuous nourishment of Yuanli.

"My friend, I don't know which tribe you belong to." Seeing that Zichen was about to leave, the leader of the Mu clan asked suddenly.

Zi Chen turned his head, glanced at the leader of the Mu clan, with a meaningful smile on his face, and said, "Wu clan."

The leader of the Mu tribe nodded and stopped talking, but he thought about it again in his heart, remembering this tribe deeply, and after turning around, Zichen also signaled the wild tiger to leave.

Suddenly there was an extremely noisy sound in the distance, and then seven or eight barbarians rushed towards this side at a very high speed. During the process of running, they shouted again and again.

"It's him, it's him who killed our Mo people."

"Damn guy, stop for me."

"Boy riding a wild tiger, stop."

The people who came were from the Mo tribe, there were eight of them, except for six who were fifth-level fighters, the other two were sixth-level fighters.

They were divided into two groups before, and the group of six people walked faster. They didn't expect to suffer a big loss, so they joined up with the sixth-level fighters and prepared to regain their positions.

"Boss, that's him, that guy's barbarian tiger, who killed Mo Li in one fell swoop." On the approaching road, a barbarian pointed at Zi Chen and shouted loudly.

Zi Chen had already stopped, looking at the Mo people who came, his plain face gradually became gloomy, it seemed that today is not a good time to go out, there will always be troubles coming to the door.

The Mo tribe came, and two sixth-level fighters walked in front. Among them, the leader was obviously surprised when he saw the Mu tribe. He nodded at the leader of the Mu tribe, obviously saying hello, and then his eyes fell On the outsider, there was a touch of curiosity and fear in his eyes, but he didn't stop there, and his eyes fell on Zichen.

Zi Chen looks younger, and his height is also lower than that of an adult barbarian, so he can be regarded as a young barbarian.

"Brother Mu, I'm going to deal with some things, and I'll catch up with you later." When passing by the leader of the Mu clan, the leader of the Mo clan clasped his fists and said.

The leader of the Mu tribe nodded and didn't say much, but after a group of Mo tribe barbarians passed by, his expression became strange.

Not only him, but the other barbarians around at the moment saw that these eight people were trying to trouble the barbarian riding the tiger, all of them had strange expressions on their faces.

Even the mighty Mu clan and outsiders have suffered at the hands of each other. They don't understand how these Mo clan can get back the game, just with two sixth-level barbarians, but don't forget, they still have one Only level six wild tigers.

The eight Mo people didn't stop halfway, they walked directly towards Zichen, and no one who didn't open their eyes came out to ask them for the blood of wild beasts, and the eight barbarians also looked confident, so they didn't go straight ahead. Notice the weird expressions behind him.

In the process of advancing, the leader of the Mo clan glanced at Zi Chen and asked, "You killed Mo Li."

"It's me, what do you want?" Zi Chen looked at the other party indifferently.

"Sure enough, you are a fearsome young man, and you are so arrogant after killing someone." A cold light flickered in the eyes of the leader of the Mo clan.

They have eight people on one side, two level 6 fighters, and six level 5 fighters. Even if the opponent is a level 6 man and a beast, they can still deal with them. Even if they can't deal with them, they can at least remain invincible.

It was with this thought in mind that the Mo tribe was going to come to find their way back.

While talking, the eight people had already dispersed, the leader of the Mo tribe was facing Zi Chen, and the other seven were on the side, ready to attack the wild tiger at any time.

Zi Chen's voice was even colder: "You are here to ask for trouble."

The leader of the Mo tribe corrected him: "I'm here to find an explanation."

"Okay then." Zi Chen nodded, then jumped off the Man Tiger's back, looked at the Man Tiger and said, "See, they've already allocated them. I'll hit one, and you'll hit seven."

Manhu let out a low growl, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with this assignment.

"Okay, let's make a quick decision. You don't think it's awkward to be watched like a monkey show." Zi Chen was a little impatient in his words.

Being ignored like this, the Mo tribe was furious, especially the leader of the Mo tribe, even shouted loudly, and wanted to signal everyone to fight.

But before he yelled out, Zi Chen had already moved, just like before, Zi Chen stepped forward, golden light surged all over his body, fusion of barbarism reappeared, and terrifying fist power surged.

On the other side, the wild tiger also pounced on the only sixth-level fighter among the seven.

The battle happened in an instant, and when some barbarians were guessing how long the Mo people could last, one of the two battles was over.

I saw the leader of the Mo tribe was bombarded on the chin by Zi Chen's punch, and the powerful force directly knocked the opponent into the air, and on the way of flying backwards, there were still a few big teeth mixed with fresh blood spurting from the opponent's mouth.

This scene is very similar to the previous one, the only difference is that the one that Zi Chen hit flying before was a level 5 fighter, but now it is a level 6 fighter.

Level five is one blow away from level six, but under Zi Chen's punch, there seems to be no difference.

The battle on Zichen's side was about to end, and the wild tiger on the other side also did its best, knocking back the sixth-level fighters with a single blow, and then under the tiger's claws, the other six fifth-level fighters were also shot one by one. fly.

During the flight, two people were directly shot to death by the wild tiger because they were too weak.

This is the difference in level. For Zichen, level never means combat power, because he has a perfect body, but for other barbarians, level is combat power.

There is no problem at all for a sixth-level barbarian tiger killing ordinary fifth-level barbarians, not to mention that the barbarian tiger is not an ordinary barbarian tiger, it is a barbaric tiger that has swallowed monkey fruit and refined the blood essence of ancient beasts.

The battle started so quickly and ended so quickly. Most people around were still in shock and did not react. Zi Chen was already sitting on the back of the wild tiger. When he left, he said to the leader of the Mo clan with a shocked face: "This way of saying Are you satisfied?"

After finishing speaking, before the leader of the Mo tribe could answer, the wild tiger had already walked away, leaving a group of people in a daze.

"Interesting little guy, but he only has level five strength, so it's nothing more than extraordinary."

Just when everyone was amazed by Zi Chen's combat power, Mo Chen, who was an outsider, showed a slight smile on his lips.

The leader of the Mu clan sighed, and said: "It seems that we are right to be fully prepared. We have not gone to the Yunwu Mountains, and we have discovered such an alternative. It seems that this battle for the fruit of power is not for ordinary people like us. able to participate.”

After comforting the leader of the Mo tribe, the Mu tribe set off, and before they set off, the outsider Mo Chen was the first to fly in the air.

When flying above Zi Chen's head, he stopped suddenly, and said to Zi Chen below: "Little guy, I hope you can come back alive."

Zi Chen raised his head, looked at Mo Chen, and said, "I also wish you a lot of power fruits."

Mo Chen snorted and left quickly, so he didn't hear what Zi Chen said behind him.

Not long after walking forward, Zi Chen saw the three of Hei Ya, and after nodding to the three of them, the group set out on the road again.

There are not only outsiders but also a powerful barbarian in the team to snatch the fruit of power, which makes the Mo people lose confidence.

But the fruit of power has not appeared for ten thousand years. Once it is obtained, it means that a sixth-level warrior will appear in the clan, so after gritting their teeth, they continued to move forward.

Less than half of the distance, Zi Chen rushed to the Yunwu Mountains for a day and a night.