Barbarian Throne

Zhang Debiao's heart was full of fighting spirit. Ever since he condensed his fist spirit and spirit, he met countless masters. However, the only ones with fist spirit and spirit were the Dragon Rider Forbidden Army Pillar General Omsdin and the Moro Tribe. There are only two old monsters, Zong Moro.

Omstin Dazhuguo is a swordsman. There is no chance to fight with him. Even if he fights, he will definitely be killed by one move. Zong Moro has no killing intention. Zhang Debiao once fought against his Moro Golden God Seat Fist Mind. It happened once, but it only stopped at the touch of a button, without using all my strength.

It is a rare experience for anyone to fight against a master who has concentrated the power of punching and spirit. Zhang Debiao felt his bones trembling with excitement: "I really want to beat him to death!"

Although the people outside the square were the number one warriors of all tribes and tribes, and even the cultivation levels of several elders and Bunalojia far exceeded those of Zhang Debiao and Hou Yinmani, no one had the energy to punch.

Although these people could not see their fists and thoughts, they could feel that the spiritual energy of the two of them seemed to have changed at the same time. Houyin Mani was filled with a suffocating death energy, like a barren mountain cemetery with old trees. Dark crows and dead bones are everywhere, making people feel the power of death.

What is completely different from him is that Zhang Debiao at this moment is full of the momentum of going forward and being invincible, like a sharp sword, splitting Hou Yinmoni's heavy life!

Bunalojia showed an uneasy look. Even when Zhang Debiao used Long Meng Bao Xiang and Six Bears to confront his disciple Hou Yin Mani head-on, and even let Hou Yin Mani fall slightly behind, he was only shocked. The old god is still there.

Because he knows the strength and talent of his disciple, no matter how fierce and cruel this De Biao Man Hammer is, as long as Hou Yin Mani uses his fist and mind, even Long Meng Baoxiang will fall apart!

But now the situation in the field is clear. It is obvious that Hou Yin has entered that mysterious realm, but at the same time, Zhang Debiao has also entered his own boxing intention.

This seemingly inconspicuous barbarian boy turned out to be so powerful and even younger than Houyin Mani, which made Bunalojia feel murderous intent in his heart!

"He is so good at a young age now. Who can control him when he grows up?"

"Huh?"

Rock Wildhammer stared at the field and suddenly let out a light sigh, showing an expression of surprise and uncertainty. The Titan elders on the side couldn't help but become curious. This man from southern Xinjiang has always had a stone face. Even if Hou Yinmani used the powerful Tianlong Jue, his expression remained unchanged. Why did his expression change now?

"Rock, what's wrong with you?"

Rock Wildhammer returned to his dull expression, shook his head and said: "Nothing."

Elder Titan shook his head and muttered: "In the Wildhammer family, the younger one is a freak, and the older one is also a freak..."

Although Rock Wildhammer's expression returned to normal, his heart was in turmoil. At this moment, he couldn't believe what he saw!

In his eyes, a huge skeleton appeared on Houyin Mani's body in the field. This was the skeleton of a giant dragon snake with jagged joints. It coiled up Houyin Mani's body and stood up on top of his head. A huge skeletal dragon head poked forward, extremely ferocious!

Immediately, a huge bone spear stood up quietly, but it was the tail of a giant ringed dragon snake. The joints showed how sharp this tail was!

On the other side, a long bridge appeared under Zhang Debiao's feet, spreading all the way to Hou Yinmani.

This bridge is extremely narrow, and there are reliefs of various powerful monsters standing on the bridge railings, such as giant dragons, big snakes, hellhounds, Chikui, fierce apes, giant pigeons...

The body of the giant ringed dragon snake swam slowly, protruded from under the bridge, and circled on the bridge for an unknown number of times. Its big head stood erect on the bridge, staring fiercely at Zhang Debiao.

It was so lifelike that the Rock Wildhammer seemed to be able to hear the clattering sound of its bones as they slid!

"What on earth is this?" Rock Wildhammer murmured in his heart, thinking to himself: "Am I the only one who can see it and no one else can? How far has this little bastard Aman's cultivation level reached..."

In fact, the Giant Ring Dragon Snake is also a holy-level monster. It turns into an undead creature after death and is classified into the bone dragon clan by the Holy Mage of the Undead. Even if it becomes an undead bone dragon, the strength of this monster has not weakened at all.

The elder of the God King Palace who gave the powerful Heavenly Dragon Art to the southern temple was a Holy Mage of the Undead. Because he loved Houyinmo so much, he specially summoned the giant ring dragon snake to accompany Houyinmo day and night. Damn, he finally realized this fist intention that was filled with the death energy of hell!

Although Bunalojia was nominally his mentor, it was the elder of the God King's Palace who truly taught Houyin Mani!

In the field, from the moment when the giant ring dragon snake entangled the bridge of life and death, Zhang Debiao had already started to fight with Hou Yinmoni. Their fists and minds shook each other. If the fists could also make sounds, it would definitely be at this moment. The loud noise was no less powerful than the fight between the two of them just now!

Zhang Debiao allowed Hou Yinmani's giant ring dragon and snake fist to shake his bridge of life and death, and walked forward step by step. When his footsteps fell, his momentum increased.

If his realm was unstable in the past, the Bridge of Life and Death might still be shaken by the giant ringed dragon and snake, but after being tempered on the battlefield in the Holy Yuan Throne Space, his realm is far more stable than others imagined!

His pace became faster and faster, and finally turned into a gallop. In the middle of the bridge, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Debiao's momentum finally reached its peak. The momentum surged, and everyone outside the venue seemed to hear the sound of an angry tide breaking the shore, and saw a long The sword light, which was more than twenty meters long, tore through the sky and struck Houyin Mani head-on!

This sword light was so huge, soaring into the sky with endless power. Hou Yinmani couldn't help but change his color, roared wildly, condensed his fist and mind again, punched out with both fists, and the fighting spirit formed a giant ring dragon snake with a dragon head and a snake tail, Crazy to welcome the sword light!

But seeing this slash, Houyin Mani's giant ring dragon snake fist suddenly fell apart!

The sword fell without any hindrance. Houyin Mani roared again, with great despair in his voice. He was about to be cut in two. At this moment, a white shadow cut into the battlefield as fast as lightning, and his palms intertwined with a bang. Attack Zhang Debiao!

The sound was like two big copper cymbals clapping together. The fighting spirit was extremely mellow and thick. It was even more amazing than the fists of the two men. It was Bunalojia who made the move!

The elder of the Southern Temple was filled with murderous intent, and he used all his strength to attack. Zhang Debiao felt a strong sense of danger surge into his heart, and the sword's light fell on Hou Yinmani's hair, and then it tumbled. Let’s start an encounter with Bunaloga’s big hand!

The sword light shattered, and Bunalojia's offensive was slightly blocked. Seeing that he was able to receive his full blow, the southern temple elder saw that the murderous intention in his heart became more and more intense, and he laughed loudly and said: "Junior, your skills are not bad. Try another move from me!" Then he turned his palms over and over again, and slapped his palm forward. The layers were added together, and the power reached its peak in the blink of an eye!

But at this moment, six figures fell into the field, surrounded him, and six auras went straight towards him!

Bunalojia laughed loudly, then dissipated his momentum, and said with a smile: "This nephew of Debiao Manhammer is really good. Our southern temple lost, so naturally we should fulfill our promise and merge with the northern temple. Everyone Senior brother, the merger is of great importance. I have to go back to the temple and explain the situation to the temple's elders. We'll see you another day!" Then Shi Shiran walked out of the encirclement and took Houyin Mani down the mountain.

Elder Titan showed murderous intent, looked at Tumon Maitreya, and whispered: "This old guy just had evil intentions. Should we chase him down the mountain and kill him?"

Tumeng Maitreya hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "No. After all, he is the elder of the southern temple. If you kill him, there will be no possibility of reconciliation in the northern and southern temples." After saying that, he turned to Zhang Debiao and said: "Elder Aman, this Thank you very much for this time, but in the future when you meet this old thief Bunalojia, you must be careful. This old guy looks bold, but he has a very small mind..."

Zhang Debiao nodded, he could feel Bunalojia's murderous intention towards him.

Elder Titan smiled and said: "Aman, your cultivation is growing faster and faster. You can actually fight with that old guy Buna in a head-to-head move, and you can almost catch up with me! How did you practice?"

Zhang Debiao smiled horribly and said: "It's a long story. Elders, let's go into the temple and talk in detail!"

Bunalojia led Houyin Mani down the mountain quickly. When they reached the bottom of the mountain, they stopped and murmured: "What a powerful sword. That kid looks young, how come he has such advanced cultivation? Houyin, This time, you know that there are people outside the world, right?"

Hou Yinmani lowered his head and said respectfully: "This time, the disciple was unprepared and thought that he had not concentrated his punching intention, so he fell into a disadvantage. If the disciple knew in advance, he would definitely not let him take advantage!"

"Failure once or twice is not a bad thing for you. Only by learning lessons can you improve."

Houyin Mani showed a disapproving look, obviously he didn't take it to heart. Seeing this, Bunalojia sighed secretly and said in his heart: "This disciple of mine is so arrogant. He relies on his amazing talent and doesn't even listen to my words. !”

But there was nothing he could do about Bunalokana. Although Houyin Mani was his disciple in name, he only had a name. In fact, it was the King of Gods who taught Hou Yin Mani martial arts knowledge. The elder of the temple. Bunalojia did not dare to offend the God King Palace, and was somewhat restrained even in teaching his disciples.

"The northern and southern temples must be merged into one, but if they want to be merged, they must be merged under the name of the southern temple!" Bunalojia pondered for a moment, looked back at the temple on the holy mountain, and murmured: "This time it was merged by the northern temple. The temple has the upper hand. It seems that peaceful methods are useless, so we have to take ruthless measures and kill these old things..."

An eager light flashed in Houyin Mani's eyes, and he said: "Teacher, if you meet that kid again, you must leave it to me!"

"Then let's attack this kid first. Let him live one more day, and he will improve one day. It's better to get rid of him first!"