"Hey, hey, when I think of Abisi's graceful figure, I can't help but shiver!"

"Yes, in our berserker tribe, we have never seen such a beautiful woman, and this time everyone has a share!"

A group of warriors of the Berserker tribe were talking, with obvious lewdness on their faces. Desire and anticipation.

The Icebow Tribe is ours, and so are the women of the Icebow Tribe!

They didn't care in the slightest about the increasingly ugly expressions of the barbarian warriors, for whom sooner or later these barbarian warriors would also become their slaves.

It's just a group of slaves, who cares about their lives, deaths, and sorrows?

"Moulton! Are we going to do it! ”

A barbarian warrior approached Morton and asked in a whisper and anxious voice.

Unfortunately, even with the wind and snow around him, his voice was still captured by the keen hearing of those berserkers.

Immediately, they began to laugh sarcastically again.

"Hands-on? Ask him, if we give him a hundred dares, will he dare to do anything to our berserkers? ”

"A group of barbarian garbage, the combat effectiveness is not high, and they don't even have the courage to fight, they are really a group of demigod snow country bugs!"

The unceremonious ridicule immediately made the expressions of the barbarians extremely ugly.

Only Moulton just glanced at the berserkers with a gloomy face, then turned and walked towards the rear.

"Moulton!"

The barbarian warriors immediately expressed their displeasure, they could die on the battlefield, but they definitely couldn't choose to run away so cowardly!

However, Morton only had a cold expression, and said very resolutely: "We are not the opponents of those berserkers, instead of doing senseless battles and sacrifices, it is better to continue to the Ice Bow Tribe on a different path." ”

With that, Morton picked up his steps and continued to move forward.

Unexpectedly, after taking two steps, the berserker in the rear spoke again.

"It's still Moulton's acquaintance, otherwise, we will have to give his father a big gift."

"Forget him, it's time for us to return to the Ice Bow Tribe, hehehe, I heard that this kid Morton has a good relationship with Abyss, and when we finish enjoying Abith, let's return her to this kid Moulton."

"That's necessary, but at that time, whether Ablis is dead or alive, we can't guarantee it."

After saying a word, the berserkers on the scene all burst out laughing.

Even in this windy and snowy environment, it is still clearly visible and harsh.

Qin Hong, who had been looking at Moulton, frowned at this time.

Because Morton, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped his steps.

"Moulton!"

The barbarian warriors all let out a low cry and glared at Moulton in unison.

The latter turned around slowly, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes that he had never seen before.

"Brothers, do you have the courage to go with me?"

"Of course! We've been upsetting them for a long time! Morton, just take care of it, none of us will leave you! ”

"That's right! The barbarians only died in battle, and there were no retreats! ”

"Good!"

Morton didn't say anything more, he pulled out the long knife at his waist and looked at the berserkers in front of him with murderous intent.

Those people also noticed Moulton's actions, and suddenly their expressions changed, and they looked at this side menacingly.

"Look, the good baby is back just now!"

"Why, if you don't want to live, do you choose to let us do it for you?"

The berserkers also pulled out the battle axes on their waists, and their faces showed a strong battle intent.

"Kill!"

Morton didn't want to talk any more nonsense with them, and at this moment he raised his long knife in both hands and rushed forward with his feet wide open.

The warriors of the barbarians behind them also followed, just like they just said, and they were inseparable from Moulton!

Qin Hong, who was hidden in the dark, smiled slightly.

Regardless of whether the two sides were strong or weak, at least these barbarian warriors still didn't disappoint him too much.

Soon, Morton, who rushed to the front, had successfully killed in front of the berserkers.

To Qin Hong's surprise, the son of the barbarian leader did have two brushes.

Morton wielded a knife and unleashed a sideways slash in front of him, with remarkable speed and force.

And the target he chose to attack was the same berserker who had spoken disrespectfully to him before!

"You insulted me, and I didn't take it to heart! But you have insulted Ablis again and again, and I will never spare you! ”

"Childish boy, the battle between men is only life and death, if you don't have the consciousness of death, then I advise you to go back and eat milk!"

The berserker shouted angrily, wielding two battle axes, which also slashed at Morton's sword.

Clang!

The golden light splashed everywhere, and the weapons of both of them were very hard and collided together.

But seeing that Moulton's face was cold, the long knife in his hand instantly spread with a burst of red light, and the strength on the entire long knife suddenly increased dozens of times.

Crunchy!

Gradually, relying on this increased force, Morton's long knife had begun to suppress in reverse, and it was constantly approaching the berserker's face.

"Berserker! Insulting Ablis is the most wrong thing you've ever done in your life! ”

Moulton's face flushed, almost exhausted.

But just as he was about to succeed, the berserker suddenly sneered.

"Barbarian madness? It's so boring, boy Moulton, I'm going to show you today what real power is! ”

As soon as the berserker's voice fell, he saw his arms and the battle axe in his hand, and suddenly there was a burst of thunderous power, exuding powerful energy fluctuations.

"The power of thunder! I didn't expect you to be able to do this, it seems that you must have a good status in the berserker tribe! ”

Morton looked at the constantly flickering thunder in front of him, and his tone became a little hurried.

Berserkers who can control the ability to control thunder, even in the berserker tribe, can be regarded as an existence with amazing talent.

"Remember my name, Morton Boy! I am the fury of the Berserker tribe, the one who is about to send you to heaven! ”

As the words fell, the power of the twin axes in Fufeng's hands suddenly soared, and he swung forward hard.

Click!

The powerful power of thunder slashed the war knife in Moulton's hand in two on the spot.

The weapon was broken, and Fury's twin axe attacks did not stop, but continued to charge at Moulton.

"Die, Moulton! Don't worry, your corpse, I'll help you send it back to your father! ”

The power of thunder turned into two full moon axes on the spot, approaching Moulton.

With just one face, he could take Moulton's life in an instant!