"Terran!"

Zhang Youren's voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of heartache.

Below the monk who looked like the leader of the barbarian tribe, there was a human monk, who was looking at the leader of the barbarian tribe with a flattering expression, and sensing Zhang Youren's gaze, he turned his face with a look of disdain.

"Didn't you hear the young master's words just now, commit suicide to apologize, spare your whole corpse, don't you hurry up and cut it off yourself, do you want my young master to do it himself?"

As if he hadn't heard it, Zhang Youren looked at the celebrity Terran boy and asked in a cold tone, "Are you really a Terran?"

"Hmph!" the corners of the young man's mouth furled, and he said with a disdain in his tone: "What's so good about the human race, a group of weak chicken-like existence! The young master just replied to the minions, as long as it takes a while, the minions will be included in the family periphery, and I will also be a member of the barbarian clan at that time." ”

"This ......"

Zhang Youren was so choked that he couldn't speak.

When the ancient barbarians were sealed, they also brought many human races into the small world of sealing. With Zhang Youren's experience, of course, he understands that these human races will definitely not have a good time in the small world, and they will be slaves for generations, and even become pets for barbarians to play and play.

But, even so, will it become so spineless, even disdainful of his own race, want to change his family, and be proud of being a barbarian?

Even if you are imprisoned for 10,000 years, as long as you have expectations in your heart, there will always be a day when you will come out!

If the heart is not in one's own race and yearns for the scenery of other races, can such a person still be called a human being? Is there still a need for salvation?

There is a kind of person in the world who always feels that other people's world is wonderful, their own life. Even if it is pampered. Endless pampering. It's all gray. There is a kind of servility in the bones of this kind of person, and there is a kind of pleasure in expecting to be whipped.

Zhang Youren looked at the young man, and the chill in his eyes condensed into substance.

"The deity guards the common people in the world, but among these people, there is no scum like you who regards others as masters and abandons your own clan as nothing!"

He let out a loud cry and turned away from paying attention to the barbarians who had been forced back. The person was like a lightning flash, soaring into the air, and a large grappling hand quickly grabbed the celebrity-hued boy.

"Kill!"

At this time, Zhang Youren's anger in his heart was even worse than facing the barbarians.

He hates traitors, he hates scum who have forgotten their ancestors!

Under one move, the wind swept like a cloud, with a thick evil aura, causing both sides of the war to pause for a moment.

When the celebrity-based boy saw Zhang Youren's attack, his little face turned pale, and he let out an exclamation. The man crawled towards the barbarian leader like a gourd on the ground.

Although, he despises the Terrans in his bones. Even other races other than barbarians feel that they are all weak chickens. However, in the face of Zhang Youren's surging attack, his mind was blank, and he forgot all the most basic offensive and defensive moves, so he had to turn to his master for help.

"Where to go!"

The big hand of vitality in mid-air, like a shadow, followed the figure of the young man and turned quickly, vowing to tear him alive before stopping.

"In front of this seat, how can you be wild and broken!"

When the barbarian man saw Zhang Youren's big hand of vitality attacking, his face sank, and his thick arm waved suddenly, instantly dispersing the big hand of vitality condensed by Zhang Youren and turning it into nothing.

"The young master is mighty!"

The young man, with a burst of red in his eyes, looked at the barbarian leader with a look of adoration, completely ignoring Zhang Youren who was standing in the air.

Zhang Youren was furious, and at the same time, he was also secretly shocked by the strength of his opponent.

Although the Yuan Qi big hand he turned into is not a profound combat skill, but the other party just waved his hand casually, and scattered the Yuan Qi, and with the power of **, it is undoubtedly very difficult to reach this realm, far more powerful than the ordinary barbarian just now.

However, he did not look flustered, and shouted coldly: "Who are you?

"The young master is the young master of the Tuoba family, Tuoba Lei, Er and other human monks, and they don't bow down when they see the young master. ”

Before Tuoba Lei could answer, the young man preemptively spoke. There was a kind of pride in his tone, as if he was proud of this kind of master.

However, before his words could be settled, he received a "snap" in the face.

"This seat is in front, how can you speak as a minion, step back with this seat!"

Tuoba Lei shouted angrily, so frightened that the Terran boy covered the five fingerprints on his face, flashed aside, his eyes showed awe, and he didn't dare to speak.

"You shall not live if you have done your own iniquity!"

Zhang Youren's eyes swept coldly, the aura on his body gradually rose, he watched the celebrity boy become more and more angry, gritted his steel teeth, and started suddenly like a mountain.

"Die!"

He flashed and turned behind Tuoba Lei, vowing to kill the Terran boy on the spot before his thoughts could be heard.

"Ahh

Caught off guard, the celebrity-based boy accepted Zhang Youren's blow stiffly, with his weak physique, and the barbarians could not give the slave better exercises, how could he withstand Zhang Youren's hateful move.

Only a short scream stopped, and the human boy, in front of the barbarian master, was split in half alive by Zhang Youren.

"Whew!"

Tuoba Lei didn't care about the death of a human boy at all, but he was angry about Zhang Youren's daring to kill his subordinates regardless of his face, which was a matter of his face, and he couldn't help but be angry.

Therefore, when he saw Zhang Youren making a move, he was so anxious that he let out a strange roar.

"Human, die! I originally wanted to keep your whole corpse, but now, this seat has changed my mind, and I must break your corpse to show the might of my barbarian!"

"Boom!"

The heavy body of Tuoba Lei jumped into the valley with a dull loud bang that shook the entire valley into smoke.

"Coax! The young master is mighty!"

Seeing Tuoba Lei's move, the barbarians who were gradually losing began to rise in momentum, and let out bursts of cheers, forcing the demon soldiers and demon generals to roll back.

"Drink!"

In the roar of the Bull Demon King, the cooked copper stick swung and struck a barbarian, knocking the barbarian monk's head on the spot, provoking the demon soldiers and demon generals to regain their fighting spirit and make the two sides stalemate again.

Looking at the rekindled fighting spirit of the demon clan, Zhang Youren clenched his fists, faced Tuoba Lei, and without saying a word, sent out a lightning attack.

"The overlord lifts the crown!"

Punch out, wind move, air roll!

Zhang Youren's fist turned into a purple-gold iron sauce bowl, and it was aimed at Tuoba Lei's head and struck out with lightning.

"Bang!"

The lightning-fast speed made Tuoba Lei unable to guard against it, and his ten-percent fist smashed on his head, making a tooth-aching muffled sound.

"Whew!"

Under the giant fist, Tuoba Lei let out a howl, shook his head, and rushed towards Zhang Youren as if he was fine, and his huge body was not hindered at all.

"What a stiff head!"

Zhang Youren clenched his fist that was a little painful, and his eyes were burning.

He wanted to try who was higher and who was lower than the barbarians, who was higher and who was lower than the barbarians, and after a try, he found that he was worthy of being the founder of the most primitive version of the Nine Revolutions Xuangong, and his strength had reached the point of shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods.

He no longer tempted, the golden body of the Dao Fruit in the Purple Mansion appeared behind him with a breath of destruction, and the huge golden body rolled the vitality of the entire heaven and earth, like the center of the world, majestic, and the powerful momentum made the warring sides all look sideways. (To be continued......)