"Bang!"

The black iron broadsword collided violently with Dorne's shield, and the heavy force made the man who dared to fight the black bear bare-handed snort, and his legs trembled and bent to hold the shield, and it was not easy to unload this terrifying power.

"Drink!!" Dorn shouted, his waist slammed into force, and the shield slanted slightly, causing the barbarian leader's black iron broadsword to slide aside, and the long knife in his hand wiped out his neck, trying to kill him with one blow!

"Click!"

The barbarian leader blocked the fatal blow with one arm, and Dorn's inevitable blow only shattered a bone armguard!

Dorn misses the blow and immediately retreats, taking a few steps back to block his shield in front of him, vigilantly observing the enemy in front of him.

The strong and tall body not only did not slow him down, but made him more difficult, and a huge pressure hung over Dorne's heart.

The barbarian leader did not rush to attack, grabbing his black iron broadsword with both hands, and slowly circled around Dorne, trying to find a hole in his defense! This human is not weak, and if he is not careful, he will probably kill him.

But this sense of crisis between life and death aroused his wildness even more, his dark yellow eyes were full of crazy battle intent, and the clansmen who were falling one by one in the distance were not so important in his eyes.

Drops of sweat ran down Donne's cheeks, wetting his beloved beard, and his left arm felt a little numb now, the strength of this barbarian leader was too great, and he almost couldn't resist the blow just now, even if he tried his best to resist!

But fortunately, he only needs to delay for time, and waiting for the other hunters to arrive at this barbarian leader is only a dead end.

"Ho!

Neither of them spoke, just watched each other vigilantly, and apart from the sound of heavy breathing, there was only the sound of their feet stepping on the snow as they moved slowly.

When Dorne was younger, he once went into the mountains alone to hunt and encountered a strong adult black bear, and he fought the black bear in the mountains and forests all night with a scimitar, a hunting bow and two throwing spears!

There were many scars on his body and arms, but in the end he made it out of the forest alive, scarred and out of the forest with a black bear corpse full of wounds!

He nearly died because of that battle, but earned the approval and respect of all the hunters in the town.

"How could I lose to you this big guy?" Dorn grinned, he was just over two meters tall and finally had a chance to say that someone else was a big guy, even though the other person couldn't be considered a human being in the strict sense of the word.

"Dorn was so cautious that the barbarian leader couldn't find a flaw, so he prepared to storm.

First, he yelled "Tusa", and a fist slammed into his chest several times in succession, and his eyes sprinted towards Dorne fiercely!

He is the bravest warrior in the tribe, how can he stand still because of a human, he is the strongest man who has defeated all the nearby tribes, and he is the strongest warrior in the nearby land!

He dared to fight the wolves, countless scars were his medal, he had vowed to find a warmer place for his people, how could he be afraid of a human here!

Even if he dies in battle, he is the bravest warrior!

He slashed diagonally with his knife in both hands, and roared down with a piercing sound of breaking through the air, no doubt that if Dorn failed to block it and was slashed, he would have been split in half!

Dorn didn't dare to resist with his shield anymore, and suddenly exerted his strength under his feet, narrowly dodging the fatal knife sideways, only for the barbarian leader to sneer and kick him in the head with a whip leg.

Frightened, Dorn hurriedly raised his shield to resist, but was still kicked to the ground by this terrifying force, and his head was slammed into the snow, if it were not for the layer of snow, Dorn would probably be knocked unconscious by this blow.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Dorn shook his buzzing head, and before he could stand up, he was kicked in the abdomen by the leader of the barbarians who strode in, and was kicked five or six meters away, and in an instant he felt like his intestines were about to break!

After this kick, the barbarian leader did not rush over to make up for another kick, because it is impossible for an ordinary barbarian to stand up in a short time after such a heavy blow, and he has absolute confidence in his own strength.

Grabbing the long knife in his hand, Dorn staggered to his feet, shaking his head vigorously, his mind now full of buzzing sounds, and his shield instinctively reacted in front of him, watching the approaching enemy.

"Shhh

Dorn gasped, his abdomen barely felt anything else after the blow, only a tingling pain, but now he could only grit his teeth and hold on, he didn't dare to take a big breath now.

"Human, I have to admit that you are a strong and brave warrior, but you are doomed!" Just as Dorn was filled with a sense of powerlessness, the barbarian leader suddenly spoke, although in a strange tone, but it was indeed the universal language of mankind.

He was surprised, he knew best how strong his kick was, and he still had the strength to stand up without kicking his internal organs to pieces.

Jason's words here will definitely say: "The villain dies from talking too much!"

The barbarians Dorne had ever seen before had never spoken the lingua franca of humanity, and only spoke words that were unintelligible.

"I will keep your head in my home as proof of my glory!" he slashed at Dorne with the black iron broadsword in his hand again.

Dorn had wanted to dodge the knife and didn't plan to carry it, but the severe pain in his abdomen slowed him down, and he had to stubbornly hold his hands against the shield in his hands.

"Bang!" Dorn snorted with a dull thud as the knife and shield collided, and was tossed to the ground by the force of the shield, and slid backwards through the snow for some distance.

He didn't have time to soothe the dullness in his chest and the sharp pain in his abdomen, so he hurriedly rolled over and got up and made a defensive gesture again.

Glancing at his shield, a deep dent appeared on it, after all, it was not a shield made of stainless steel, and it was obvious that it could not withstand the heavy slash of the barbarian leader.

The blood spurted out of his beard and formed clumps of ice slag, which made him feel uncomfortable.

But soon, the battle over there is coming to an end, hold on a little longer!

Dorne secretly cheered himself up, he really couldn't hold on, and the shield and long knife in his hand made him feel extremely heavy.

His far superior physique was obviously unable to hold on after withstanding these few moments, and it was hard to imagine that other people would be killed directly by a knife, facing the seemingly invincible barbarian leader, his heart was full of powerlessness and frustration.

Originally, he came out with the expedition team in high spirits, thinking that as long as he did not encounter the ice wolves and a large group of barbarians, he would not be in any danger.

However, reality slapped him in the face hard, and just a dozen barbarians cost his team dearly.

On the other side of the battlefield, after paying the price of nine lives and almost everyone was in the lottery, they finally forced the remaining three barbarians into a dead end with their absolute numerical superiority, and they were now only trapped and fighting.

The barbarian leader glanced at the battle in the distance, apparently noticing the unfavorable situation over there, so he decided to end the battle.

No more nonsense, he strode towards Dorne, the broadsword in his hand also held in both hands, his dark yellow eyes glowing dangerously, he planned to take Dorne's life with this last sword.

"Is it about to end?" Dorn looked at the black broadsword that gradually enlarged in his eyes, and looked at the barbarian's hideous expression, but his body was as if it was falling apart, and there was only a sharp pain coming.

Dorn tried to lift the shield, but was unable to do so.

His heart was full of despair and unwillingness, and he thought of many things at this moment, the first of which was his old father.

"Old man, it looks like I'm going to get ahead of you. ”

There was a glimmer of green in his eyes, but no one could notice it.