That's... Manwang!

That's what a real man king looks like.

Arrogance, arrogance, full of contempt. That's the real Barbarian King, not the guy who was willing to be a slave. That guy has grown a strong body for nothing, but he doesn't have the spirit of the Barbarian King.

That guy doesn't deserve the name of the Barbarian King at all. Only this person in front of him can really be called the Barbarian King.

"Tamil..." hakkarim was not a fool. He immediately reacted and said in a hoarse voice.

"You broke the seal... But you should know what pain it will bring to you to forcibly occupy the host's body," hekarim said.

Unless the host agrees, the hero will suffer serious pain if he forcibly occupies his body, but this situation can be changed by some special means.

The warwicks seem to have developed this power.

But Tamil didn't, and Tamil wouldn't do that.

He is the king of barbarians, the king of barbarians. Although he is barbaric, he will not do such despicable things.

But now, he did.

"The pain of cone heart!" Tamil said with a wild smile, "but so what?"

"However, how can you break through our repression, that power, now you should not be able to rush away..." hekarim is still a little unbelievable.

At the beginning, they used the dark power to forcibly suppress the will of the Tamil in the human body and turn the man into their own puppet.

That kind of repression is quite strong and should not be broken through casually.

How did this guy... Do it? Is he burning his... Soul mark?

Suddenly, hekarim thought of this, his face suddenly became very strange, even some fear, and the ghost fire in his eyes jumped more quickly.

Burning your own soul mark will cause extremely serious damage to your soul in the void, which is much greater than breaking the mark directly.

Heroes, when the soul mark is on the verge of breaking, even if the mark is broken, they will never burn their own mark.

That's a losing deal. It's not cost-effective at all.

This guy... Crazy?

Tamil smiled and turned to look at me. He was crazy: "boy... Your strength is too weak. I'll let you see what the real battle is... Protect her... If something goes wrong with her, I'll chop you into meat sauce."

There was arrogance in her voice. Only when she said her, there was a little more tenderness.

I know what she means. It's... Ash.

"Unfortunately, I don't have much time, but... Should be enough?" whispered softly, "don't let her know about this!"

When I am threatened, the Barbarian King will not care, but because I am the host of Aishi, if I die, the mark of Aishi will fall into the hands of those people.

So, Tamil, give up everything!

The man has always been suppressed, has been forbearing, ready to look for opportunities. But when ash may encounter danger, he can no longer bear it.

He finally ran away. What about the burning soul mark and the pain of cone heart?

How can a man exist in this world if he doesn't even have this courage?

And this guy... Has been enslaving this body before. Although it's not himself, it's also very fucking uncomfortable.

So... This guy will die.

With that kind of arrogant laughter full of contempt, the king of man almost tossed flames on his body, grabbed the big knife in his hand, and chopped directly at hakkarim.

The blade is not very fast.

But when the blade crossed in mid air, it was like a violent hurricane, and the whole mid air seemed to be torn apart in an instant.

The power of terror, above the blade, has an indescribable violent power of despair.

Facing the rampant of the Barbarian King, even hekarim couldn't help feeling some fear and held the long gun in his hand to resist the past.

With a bang, the power on the blade exploded completely, and the long gun in hekarim's hand trembled violently, almost out of his hand.

But this is only the beginning.

The angry howl, the manwang's hands kept dancing, and the big knife cut down again and again.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom.

Finally, he couldn't bear it any more. Under the rampant knife, hakkarim's body was directly split out.

The unprecedented humiliation made hakkarim extremely angry. He got up from the ground, grabbed the long gun in his hand and charged.

That move can easily smash the enemy into pieces.

But in the face of the Centaur, manwang was completely motionless.

That guy showed me what a pure man's battle is.

Manwang, the brute force has been brought to its limit!

Seeing that the Centaur rushed directly with terrible strength, the manwang didn't dodge. He just turned up a flame in an instant, and grabbed the long gun with one hand.

Yila... Boom!

The man King's body did not move, but the Centaur's body jumped up suddenly, and the sharp spear stopped immediately when it touched the man King's palm.

Then he saw the man King's arm working hard. Khkarim didn't want to lose his long gun. His body was lifted by the man king a little, and then fell from the air with four hoofs facing the sky.

Before hakkarim could get up from the ground, the king of man rushed over and trampled on hakkarim's stomach.

The guy's violently tumbling body suddenly stopped on the ground and couldn't move at all.

Looking up at the distant kalsas, King manwang sneered and pointed his big knife at him. All the humiliations he suffered will be returned to you.

Wait!

Then the hand raised the knife and fell, and the big knife directly hit hakkarim.

Click!

With this knife, I don't know how many bones have been cut off, but this is only the beginning.

The first knife broke the ribs.

The second knife, four limbs sweep.

The third knife... Recognize hakkarim's head.

"Give me... Die!"

Click!

Ouch!

With that sad cry, the big knife chopped directly on hakkarim's head.

The skull cracked with a click, and the faint light in it quickly dispersed.

Unfortunately, there is no time. Otherwise, I really want to take advantage of this opportunity to kill that calsass.

I really want to see her again, but... Forget it. Should I still have a chance in the future?

He shook his head slightly. After he killed hakkarim with three knives, the man King's body seemed to become a sand sculpture. A trace of gravel fell from the man king and was blown away by the wind.

People are gone, flesh and blood bodies die directly, and the soul mark in the body also disappears.

The consequences of combustion are more terrible than fragmentation.

When the Barbarian King disappeared, my body finally broke free from the bondage of repression. With a loud cry, my body finally moved.

According to different strength, the time of repression is also different. The stronger the strength, the faster people can break free from repression.

But even so, there was ten seconds. It was terrible.

This guy, if he doesn't do it, it will be earth shaking.

Although I broke free, there are still more brothers who have not got rid of that bondage.

Chen Bolin's brothers are rescuing, but even if they fight hard, they can only rescue a small part. Xiao Huang Shu, Hao Ziqi and Shirley are all pulled back, but most of the suppressed brothers are still quickly submerged by zombies.

Weng Peiqi is also among these people. Since joining the team, Weng Peiqi has worked as hard as others.

Her blinking is not very strong. It takes a lot of power every time, but she never gives up.

They will choose those brothers closest to the zombie to rescue, even if they may put themselves in danger.

In a flash, Weng Peiqi's figure appears next to Zhang Yin, holding Zhang Yin's arm. Weng Peiqi is ready to move away.

But I tried and failed, and the power in my body was empty.

She gasped a little. Seeing those zombies appear again, Weng Peiqi quickly blinked again.

This time, it worked.

The body has begun to blink.