C838 The Barbarian King was also not qualified
C838 The Barbarian King was also not qualified
In the The Great Wastelands, iron were extremely rare to find, and heavy iron like the Sky-splitting Hammer were even rarer.
A handful of Chaotic Thunder Sword was already enough to shock people. No one would have thought that Qin Feng had a heavy iron on him, this was simply unimaginable for The Great Wastelands.
Within the Great Desolation, although strong, they could not be considered the biggest tribes.
Tie Lang was also worried, that Qin Feng was a member of a large tribe, it would not be wise to offend them.
"Who I am is not important, and you don't need to know too much. If you still want to live, then get the hell back here right now.
Qin Feng sneered coldly.
"You dare to offend Master Barbarian King?"
Tie Lang's face was cold.
"So what if you offend? What is his identity? What is my identity? If he wants me to work for him, I'm afraid he's not qualified. Just a mere warrior, do you think I would put it in my eyes? "
Qin Feng's face was proud and overbearing.
His attitude also made everyone in barbarian race a little dumbfounded, and they were even more unable to comprehend Qin Feng's identity.
"This guy has quite the tone, he actually doesn't put Lord Barbarian King in his eyes, and doesn't even care about the title of warrior. Just what kind of background does he have?"
Tie Lang clenched his teeth, and started to let his imagination run wild.
In the Great Desolation, the powers that could ignore the barbarian race could be counted on.
There were not many tribes stronger than the barbarian race. Combined with Qin Feng's cultivation, it was very easy to eliminate them with his mental fortitude.
And what Tie Lang did not understand was that, based on Qin Feng's characteristics, it was obvious that it was not someone from a large tribe.
"Wait …" Could it be that this fellow is someone from the Palace of Bone Literature? "
Tie Lang was shocked.
The The Great Wastelands was dominated by the tribes, but there were still a few powers, standing above the tribes. The Palace of Bone Literature was one of them.
If it was said that the powerful tribes like the barbarian race were equivalent to the Emperor Xuan Sect, then the status of the Palace of Bone Literature could be compared to that of the Holy Region.
Of course, the suppression that the Palace of Bone Literature had on the various tribes was far less terrifying than the Holy Region's.
Some super tribes would dare to fight against Palace of Bone Literature.
However, someone at the level of barbarian race was far from being a match for him.
Almost all of the most powerful warriors in the Great Desolation came from the Palace of Bone Literature. This kind of profound heritage was something that tribes did not have.
Since Qin Feng did not belong to any tribe, then the only one with the highest suspicion was the Palace of Bone Literature.
The Palace of Bone Literature was a mixture of both dragon and snake. Any tribe, any race, as long as one had talent, they could all enter the Palace of Bone Literature to cultivate.
"If this kid is from the Palace of Bone Literature, then everything makes sense."
Tie Lang frowned, his expression unsettled.
Only someone from the Palace of Bone Literature could be so arrogant and not put the barbarian race in her eyes.
And only the people from the Palace of Bone Literature s disdained the title of warrior.
If Qin Feng really was a member of the Palace of Bone Literature, then even if the Barbarian King himself came to recruit him, it would be useless.
"Sorry for disturbing you today. Let's go."
Tie Lang did not waste any more time, he knew that he could not handle this matter, so he did not waste any more time.
He gloomily led the warriors of the barbarian race away.
When Tie Lang and the rest completely disappeared, the people of Nine Li Tribe seemed to have awoken from a dream and erupted into an uproar.
"Even Tie Lang was scared off, who exactly is the Young Master Qin?"
"With Young Master Qin here, we don't dare to bully us anymore."
Some people were shocked, some people were happy, and they became more and more interested in Qin Feng's mysteriousness.
However, if everyone knew that Qin Feng did not have any background in the Great Desolation, who knew what kind of expression he would have?
Qin Feng bluffed with two reasons.
The first reason was to scare Tie Lang off.
Tie Lang was not weak, and was much stronger than he had imagined.
Moreover, there were also many barbarian race Warriors on the spot. If these people were to swarm over, it would be difficult for Qin Feng to defend against them.
After all, Qin Feng had only just come into contact with the bone text, and was in the midst of crossing a river while touching a rock.
After he cultivated for a period of time, he would no longer have to be afraid of Tie Lang.
Secondly, Qin Feng wanted to draw a clear line between him and the Nine Li Tribe.
If there was any relationship between him and the Nine Li Tribe, the barbarian race would definitely deal with him.
And now, Tie Lang mistook him for someone from the Palace of Bone Literature, so naturally, he would not be angry at the Nine Li Tribe.
Qin Feng was about to head towards the Palace of Bone Literature, and before he left, he wanted to distance himself from the Nine Li Tribe.
"chief, I want to leave this place today."
Two days later, Qin Feng came to the chief's room to bid his farewells.
"Where are you going?"
chief looked surprised.
"Palace of Bone Literature, I want to find the idea used to save Susu. Don't you know about this as well?"
Qin Feng laughed.
"Have you already thought of a plan? Palace of Bone Literature is not a joke. "
chief was still a little worried.
"Don't worry, I already have some information about the Palace of Bone Literature in the past two days. The plan is already in my mind, wait for my good news."
Qin Feng smiled confidently.
Hearing that, chief let out a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "My abilities are meagre, I am unable to save Susu, I can only place my hopes on Young Master Qin."
After he finished speaking, he carefully took out a piece of white handkerchief from a wooden box and handed it over to Qin Feng.
Seeing this piece of handkerchief, Qin Feng was extremely shocked.
In the The Great Wastelands, people used beast skins as clothes. Their textile skills were extremely crude, to the point that even coarse hemp clothes were rare.
Ropa was classified as silk, which was even rarer than iron s.
Why does chief have such a rare Lupa on its body?
"What is this?"
Qin Feng looked at him in shock.
"This is what mother Susu left behind, it is our love from back then. You carry it with you, if one day you meet mother Susu, if she wants to kill you, you can take out Lupa, and maybe can save your life. "
The chief explained.
This was the only contribution he could make.
"Thank you, chief, for your good will."
Qin Feng did not reject it. Luo Pa was equivalent to a life saving talisman.
Furthermore, from his understanding of the Palace of Bone Literature, it was indeed not a good place. Even if he had to sneak in, he had to be careful at all times.
Palace of Bone Literature's trip this time decided Qin Feng's fate and also decided Human Clan's fate. Qin Feng did not dare to neglect it in the slightest.