Many people in the Huaxia tribe were alarmed and ran over to see what was going on.

Dozens of tribal warriors rushed over with weapons and blades, surrounding Myron and the others.

However, in the face of dozens of warriors of the Huaxia tribe, Mai Long was not afraid, and looked at Jiang Zhenwu and Lan Ni with a proud expression, and the philip was easily raised, pointing at Jiang Zhenwu, and said loudly: "As a strong man of the Black Claw Tribe, I declare that you are a capital crime!"

This guy deliberately pretended to be coercive in front of many Huaxia tribe warriors and announced his identity in order to deter the Huaxia tribesmen.

Truly!

Many warriors and clansmen around heard that the other party was a strong man of the Black Claw Tribe, and they all had a trace of fear.

Most of the tribe didn't know that the Blackclaw tribe was coming, and the news was hidden from Lannie and Fili.

Now seeing that the Black Claw tribe has a strong man, the tribesmen who were born and raised in this land are instinctively afraid, because it is a powerful tribe that they consider irresistible in their bones.

"It turned out to be the powerhouse of the Black Claw Tribe!"

"Oh my God, the True Martial Leader is the enemy of the powerhouse of the Black Claw Tribe, what should we do?

"What should I do?"

"Will the Blackclaw Tribes send an army to wipe us out?"

In the midst of the fearful discussions, dozens of Huaxia tribe warriors couldn't help but retreat, not daring to be enemies of the Black Claw tribe.

Myron was very satisfied with this effect, and his face appeared proud, it was proud of his own tribe, and he only needed to say his own tribe to scare the other party into losing the will to fight.

He said to Jiang Zhenwu proudly: "Boy, look at your people are scared!"

Lan Ni was also a little worried, and whispered to Jiang Zhenwu: "Zhenwu, the Black Claw Tribe has a real army!"

In this land, ordinary tribes do not have armies, and the so-called war between small tribes is just to gather young men to fight in groups.

However, a tribe like the Blackclaw, which rules an area, already has a real army of its own.

Because they enjoy the offerings of many small tribes in the surrounding area, the people of the entire tribe hardly have to worry about food. Therefore, they will gather all the powerful warriors of the tribe for intensive training, and without the pressure of life, their only purpose is to improve their combat effectiveness, to maintain the strong strength of their tribe, and maintain their dominance in this land.

This is already the model of a professional army.

Therefore, in the army of the Black Claw tribe, there are extremely many warrior-level warriors, and their combat effectiveness is even stronger than that of other small tribes.

In the war, the combat effectiveness of the professional army of the Black Claw tribe is definitely much stronger than that of the rabble of the small tribe, and with the powerful weapons and equipment, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is crushing level.

Both Lannie and Fili are worried about what if they really anger the Blackclaw tribe and the Blackclaw tribe sends an army to wage war against the Huaxia tribe?

They simply had no confidence to defeat the mighty army of the Blackclaw Tribe.

Even if there are now two hundred warriors in the Huaxia tribe, they have no confidence.

Just look at the few warriors that Myron brought with him, there are five warriors out of eight warriors, and each warrior is fully armed, with an upper body armor and helmet, and a spear made of all-metal.

Just to defeat the team of these eight Blackclaw warriors, the Huaxia tribe would have to dispatch at least fifty warriors to make it possible, and there would be a lot of casualties.

Jiang Zhenwu was dismissive of this, grabbed Lan Ni's hand, and whispered, "Forgot what I said?"

Lan Ni's delicate body trembled slightly, and then nodded firmly: "I won't forget!"

"That's good, remember, you are my woman, you are the leader of the Huaxia tribe. ”

Jiang Zhenwu stared at Lan Nidi's eyes and said firmly.

Lannie nodded again, her pretty face under the mask already full of bravery and perseverance.

She should have been fearless!

Jiang Zhenwu glanced at Fei Li again, seeing that Fei Li no longer had any fighting spirit, even if this guy was very strong, he didn't dare to make a move against the people of the Black Claw Tribe.

Waste one.

The surrounding clansmen also fell silent.

Mei Long was very proud and proud, the momentum was surging, the big sword was still pointing at Jiang Zhenwu, and shouted: "Now you take all of you to kneel down and announce your surrender to me!"

Several of the Blackclaw warriors standing behind Myron were also imposing, and they felt that this was a matter of course.

Among the hundreds of tribes around, which tribe would dare to truly confront Black Claw?

Who listened to the Blackclaw tribe and dared not surrender?

This is true even for the Snow Forest Tribe, the Ice Wolf Tribe, a tribe with a population of thousands.

The newly formed Huaxia tribe was no exception.

But.

Jiang Zhenwu gradually let go of Lan Ni's hand, stared at Mai Long's swarthy face, shook his head, and said, "No, you are mistaken, you are going to hand over the murderer who hurt my people, our Huaxia tribe will never surrender to any tribe!"

The people around were shocked!

Many Huaxia people saw that Jiang Zhenwu really wanted to be an enemy of Black Claw, and their frightened bodies trembled.

Myron roared again: "My patience is gone, weak, you all have to die." Today, your Huaxia tribe will disappear!"

Although one of the eight warriors died, seven remained.

But Myron was confident that under his leadership, only seven warriors would be enough to wipe out the newly formed Huaxia tribe.

And what about two thousand?

No matter how many animals eat grass, they are not the opponents of a group of fierce wolf beasts, and they will only be gradually eaten and eliminated by wolf beasts.

The broadsword in Mai Long's hand was condescending again, and a sword slashed towards Jiang Zhenwu, and a halo of light flickered on the big sword, obviously casting a battle secret method and stimulating energy!

Jiang Zhenwu pushed Lan Ni away and shouted, "Fight, destroy the enemy!"

The moment Lannie retreated, she immediately drew her bow and loaded her arrow, and an arrow whistled out and shot at Myron's throat.

Myron snorted coldly, ignoring Lan Ni's arrow, and still brandished the broadsword in his hand to slash at Jiang Zhenwu, wanting to vent the anger in his heart.

Rumble!

Jiang Zhenwu's body jumped away very flexibly, and the broadsword slashed on the ground again, smashing the ground into a pit more than three meters deep, and a sword blade continued to impact and flew out, slashing at a tree behind him, leaving a clear mark on the ten-meter-thick tree that was a foot deep.

"All the Terrans scattered, and the warriors entered the battle and killed the Blackclaw, who were the enemy. Remember my words, the Huaxia tribe will never surrender to the heavens and the earth, and the Black Claw tribe is no exception!"

Jiang Zhenwu took a step back and roared loudly.

His voice spread throughout the Huaxia tribe, inspiring some momentum from everyone, and many warriors around him gradually gathered over, more than one hundred and fifty warriors were holding blades, surrounding the seven warriors of the Black Claw tribe and Myron!

However, more than one hundred and fifty fighters did not rush forward to make a move.

The warriors of the seven Blackclaw tribes did not move, and the seven men faced off against one hundred and fifty people.

Fili and Harvey, Bawen, and Anhu led the warriors with solemn and serious expressions, and deep down they didn't want to be enemies with Black Claw.

However, they could not disobey the orders of their chief.

And at this moment, the fixed thinking in their hearts once again took the upper hand, and after all, they didn't make a move against the people with black claws, but stood there and continued to confront, watching the duel between Jiang Zhenwu and Myron.

Only Lan Ni stood by Jiang Zhenwu's side and continued to fight!

Call......

Jiang Zhenwu took a deep breath and glanced at Fili and Harvey, feeling very disappointed in these people.

The Huaxia tribe, after all, has just been established, and it does not completely belong to him, and the tribal culture and prestige have not really been erected.

"Weak, your people have abandoned you, they have surrendered to the great Blackclaw tribe, surrendered to Lord Myron, you suffer death!"

Myron roared and rushed up again, continuing to swing the big sword in his hand!

Jiang Zhenwu snorted coldly, and finally began to fight back!

Speed is still his advantage.

I saw him stomp his feet, and his figure disappeared in place, and he came directly in front of Myron.

Miron was wielding a big sword, and he didn't react at all, and when he saw Jiang Zhenwu suddenly appear in front of him, he was immediately startled.

What a speed!

Shocked in his heart, Myron hurriedly changed his tactics and smashed the big sword in his hand.

But Jiang Zhenwu punched instantly!

After the breakthrough, Jiang Zhenwu's outburst was more violent and faster.

The giant elephant is in full swing!

Bang bang......

In the blink of an eye, he threw five punches in succession!

With each punch, he hit Myron in the chest.

The huge and incomparably strong burst out, looking at Jiang Zhenwu, who was half a cut shorter than Myron, under the shocked gaze of everyone, it was Jiang Zhenwu who beat Myron and kept retreating.

The tall and sturdy Myron couldn't smash the giant sword in his hand at all, his feet were constantly retreating from the impact, his chest was in sharp pain, and the black cuirass had already appeared a huge depression, completely cracked!

At the same time, Lannie shot another arrow, still straight at Myron's throat.

Myron didn't dare to underestimate Lannie this time, and hurriedly stretched out his arm, blocked it with the bracer on his arm, and made a dinging sound!

Roar......

At the critical moment, Myron let out a roar and directly threw the broadsword in his hand and smashed it at Lan Ni, while stretching out his hands at the same time, wanting to hug Jiang Zhenwu and exert his powerful strength.

Jiang Zhenwu smiled disdainfully, jumped flexibly with his body, and smashed Myron's face door with a punch!

Bang......

There was a muffled sound.

Myron took three steps back, his nose bleeded, and his tall and strong body fell directly to the ground, and his consciousness was a little dizzy.

Jiang Zhenwu was also shocked in his heart.

His fist, only he knows how powerful it is, this punch hit the face directly, even a piece of steel will be pierced, but it didn't kill this guy, just a little dizzy.

And just now he hit Myron's chest with five punches, and he didn't even hit this guy hard!

The strength of this guy's body is beyond Jiang Zhenwu's imagination, and it is even stronger than the current Filipino.

"Protect Miram-sama!"

Several warriors of the Black Claw tribe hurriedly rushed up, and the spears in their hands stabbed at Jiang Zhenwu at different angles, with a hint of the concept of battle array coordination.

Laugh at!

There was a sound of a sharp weapon entering his body, and a Blackclaw warrior fell, an arrow piercing his throat.

Lan Ni's face was cold, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and she shot an arrow again.

Another Blackclaw warrior has fallen!

Jiang Zhenwu took the opportunity to rush up and killed a black-clawed warrior again with one punch, and the remaining black-clawed warriors still surrounded Myron and did not leave, swearing to protect Myron to the death.

Mei Long also came to his senses, roared, jumped up from the ground, saw several more clansmen dead, and roared and rushed towards Jiang Zhenwu: "You guys, you all deserve to die......"

Jiang Zhenwu snorted coldly!

What if you lose your mind, no matter how strong you are?

Jiang Zhenwu flexibly dodged one of Mailon's bear hugs again, his body jumped up again, his whole body was concentrated on his feet, his waist twisted, and he directly kicked Myron's chest where his breastplate had been broken!

Bang......

There was another muffled thud.

Myron's tall and mighty figure immediately fell to the ground, his body twitched, his chest was already sunken into a big pit, his heart was broken, a mouthful of sticky blood spit out, his eyes were full of disbelief, he stared at Jiang Zhenwu and said: "You, you dare to kill the black claw warriors, you will definitely be destroyed by the black claws, and the black claws will not let you go......"

"You can't see it anymore!"

Jiang Zhenwu said coldly, stepped forward and stepped on the injured part of his chest again, completely cutting off Myron's life!

The remaining four Blackclaw warriors were genuinely scared.

"You actually killed Mistress Myron!"

"You ......"

They still couldn't accept that the majesty of the Blackclaw tribe had been provoked, and they still wanted to say the same thing as a threat to the Blackclaw tribe.

Jiang Zhenwu was already impatient with their nonsense, and said in a deep voice to Fili and the others: "Fili, Harvey, how long are you going to watch the play? When your tribe and leader are threatened, will you just stand aside and watch?"

Fili and the others came to their senses and hurriedly rushed forward, and more than a hundred people drowned the warriors of the four Blackclaw tribes.

Jiang Zhenwu stood on a rock, looking at this group of rabble, very dissatisfied.

Lan Ni stood beside him, she could feel Jiang Zhenwu's mood, she had no choice but to support Jiang Zhenwu with all her might, and she could sacrifice everything for this.

"It seems that the Huaxia tribe is also going to start the construction of the army. ”

Jiang Zhenwu made up his mind in his heart.

He wants to go back to Earth to find out how to train the army, train the will and the instinct to obey orders, and train this rabble into an army that is only loyal to himself and obeys his orders!

No matter who the enemy is, as long as they give the order, they will fight to the death.

"Chief!"

"Boss ......"

More than a hundred people killed the remaining warriors of Blackclaw in the blink of an eye.

Filip, Harvey and the others came to Jiang Zhenwu and knelt down a little nervously, forgetting the rule that Jiang Zhenwu said not kneeling, lowering their heads, not daring to raise their heads.