Although the barbarians have powerful physical talents and amazing power, they are not superior in speed. As a disciple of the White Tiger clan, Darren's speed is his strength. Faced with the attacks of the barbarians, Darren's body is smart and elegant, and shuttles like a ghost. Although the barbarians' attacks are powerful and powerful and have amazing destructive power, they are easily avoided by Darren every time, with little effect.

Darren's steps were agile, and the sword in his hand flashed left and right, waving it so hard that the blue and blue fighting spirit was attached to the sword like flames, making his attack more sharp. With a "puke", in just a blink of an eye, several deep knife marks were left on the barbarians' body, and the red blood slowly flowed down the wound.

Seeing this, Darren jumped up like a soaring eagle. The sword in his hand was raised high and slashed towards the barbarians with a thousand pounds of force. Seeing that the situation was not good, the barbarians quickly raised their battle axe to resist. "Sharp!" With a loud bang, the sword and the battle axe collided with each other, and sparks flew everywhere. The dragon and tiger fighting spirit in Darren's body surged and blessed it on the battle axe, and its attack power was no less than that of the peak warrior of level seven. How could this be resisted by the mid-level seventh barbarian in front of him? What's more, the sword in Darren's hand was an extraordinary quality. With one blow, the battle axe in the barbarians' hand was cut off.

"Puff!" After the battle knife cut off the battle axe from top to bottom, although the attack speed slowed down slightly, it was still unstoppable and directly cut into the barbarian shoulder position. "Crack!" The blade cut deep into the opponent's body for dozens of centimeters, instantly cutting off the opponent's shoulder bone. The barbarian strongman was pressed by this terrifying attack and kneeled on one knee, his face full of pain and reluctance.

Feeling the severe pain from his body, the barbarians were full of fierce lights, holding the only axe handle in their hands, and slamming towards Darren desperately. However, how could Darren let him succeed? Darren, holding a long knife, thrust hard, and at the same time, his body jumped in agile manner and quickly retreated for several meters. For a moment, blood rushed out like a fountain and splashed on the surrounding ground.

"Brother..." The battle situation changed rapidly. When the other two barbarians saw that the leader was completely suppressed by Darren, their faces turned pale and they were in chaos for a moment. Seeing this, Chris and others lit up their eyes and quickly recited magic spells. Taking advantage of the panic of the two barbarians, they launched an attack and caught them off guard. Although these attacks were not fatal, they also caused the two barbarians to be severely injured.

"Roar..." The severely injured barbarians not only did not have any timidity, but their eyes were fierce, and they were like a crazy barbarian bull, rushing towards Darren frantically. "Hmph, look for death!" Darren's face was cold, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes. He waved his hand and concentrated all the attack power at one point. A wind blade several meters long roared out and flew towards the barbarians' bodies.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, the barbarians who were trapped in a madness could not avoid it. The wind blade was like a sharp giant blade, instantly passing through the body. "Puchi!" The wind blade cut through the opponent's abdomen, and the barbarians leaned forward, and fell to the ground straight and thrust down to the ground the next moment, obviously dead.

"Ahem..." After being hit so hard, the barbarian man gradually recovered from his awakening, collapsed to the ground, and kept pleating blood in his mouth. His face was ashen, looking at Darren, who was like a god of war, his eyes were full of fear and despair. He never thought that he would be defeated by such a young human boy. Especially when he felt the passing vitality in his body, he still didn't know where he was defeated.

"Die!" Darren's face was cold, and a long sword in his hand was crossed, and a cold light flashed. The barbarian's head instantly flew into the sky, and the red blood gushed out like a fountain. A level seven warrior died on the spot.

"Boss, run away!" Seeing this, the other two barbarians changed their faces suddenly, and the fear in their hearts instantly gained the upper hand. They rushed towards two different directions in a tacit understanding and desperately rushed into the forest, and had lost their confidence in fighting.

"Escape?" Darren looked at the movements of the two, his mouth slightly raised, showing a hint of sneer. With a wave of his hand, another wind blade flew out. "Puchi!" The wind blade entered his body accurately. The next moment, the body of the escaped barbarian fell down instantly and was already dead.

"Boom!" On the other side, Chris and the other two saw Darren's movements, their morale was greatly boosted, and they all rushed towards the last barbarian. After a loud bang, the barbarian could not escape the fate of death under the siege of several people. He was shot through his head by Asul's arrow and fell down unwillingly. Darren jumped and appeared next to the barbarian who had escaped at the end, grabbed his backpack, and then returned to the front of the few people.

"Darren, are you okay?" After the battle was resolved, several people came to Darren, and Chris asked with concern.

"It's okay!" Darren looked at the people, smiled slightly, and a relaxed expression appeared on his face.

The killing of several barbarians was extremely excited. The battle between humans and barbarians has been around for a long time, and countless humans fall into the hands of barbarians every year. The killing of these barbarians this time can be regarded as a vent of anger for humans and a little contribution.

"Darren, it's really surprising that the barbarians in the early stage of level 7 were killed by you like this!" After cleaning up the battlefield, Chris said with excitement, his face full of admiration.

Haas was cleaning the battlefield, mainly collecting backpacks from several people. After holding the backpack, the few people did not open it, but handed it to Darren. "Darren, you killed the man, and the spoils belong to you!" Chris smiled faintly.

Darren did not refuse, but he just took away the backpack from the seventh-level warriors, and the other three backpacks were handed to the other three. "This... Darren..." Chris looked at Darren in surprise.

"This is what we killed together, and the spoils will naturally belong to us." Darren said with a smile. He had taken the backpack of the level seven barbarian warrior. Although he had not checked how many magic crystals there were in it, judging from the bulging backpack, it must be valuable.

After some cleaning up, "Since the matter is over, let's part with Senior Chris!" After Darren clasped his fists and said goodbye to the few people, he walked towards the high-level monster area alone.

"I didn't expect that Junior Darren would be so powerful at such a young age!" Asul said thoughtfully as he looked at Darren's back as he left.

"Well, I didn't expect that Darren, who is not famous in the academy, would be so hidden. Remember not to tell us what happened today outside. If you make a good relationship today, you might have some opportunities in the future!" Chris was obviously more transparent about things than others, and his vision was more unique.
Chapter completed!