Barbarian Throne

Master Huo Shan was furious. The last time he "repaired the weapon" for this kid, which caused the destruction of Ironforge Valley, he didn't expect that this time he would have the nerve to beg again. He immediately rolled his sleeves and said: "Don't repair...eh? This is How could the Hammer of the Mountain fall into your hands? Could it be that the Mad Lion Sword Master Odin Em has been killed by you?"

Zhang Debiao shook his head and said: "The Hammer of the Hill was indeed snatched from his hand, but I don't have the strength to kill him yet, but I'm afraid Odin Em will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die at this moment."

Master Huoshan took a breath of cold air and thought to himself: "Did this guy inflict serious injuries on Odin Em that even the sword master's flesh and blood rebirth state cannot heal? Otherwise, how could he swear so confidently that Odin Em would be seriously injured even if he did not die? "

Zhang Debiao knew that he had made a mistake, but without explaining, he said: "Master, can this hammer still be repaired?"

Only then did Master Huo Shan have time to check the damage to the Hill Hammer. He saw two small gaps in the hammer head. He frowned and said, "How could the Hill Hammer be damaged?"

"I exchanged two moves with a master of the Dragon Clan who practices the mighty Heavenly Dragon Art. The hill hammer was broken by his mighty Heavenly Dragon Qi."

Master Huo Shan took another breath of air and looked at him as if he were looking at a monster from the wilderness. He and Zhang Debiao had only been separated for a few months. He didn't expect that this boy had experienced so many things.

After a long time, the great master of tauren alchemy exhaled a breath and murmured: "The natural divine power of the dragon clan, coupled with the increased power of the mighty Tianlong Jue, you were not punched to death by someone. What a fluke! That dragon master must be If you haven't cultivated the mighty Tianlong Qi to the highest level, you would have died long ago! Fortunately, the damage to the Mountain Hammer is not serious, and there is still the possibility of repairing it. I will leave this weapon here for you to pick it up in a few days. ”

"Then there's Master Lao."

"By the way, Ah Man, if you put the hill hammer here with me, can it still be used as a weapon? The texture of the tourmaline knife is not as good as the hill hammer. You should take more care of it to avoid being broken again. I won’t have the materials to repair it then!”

"Don't worry, Master, I got a few more legendary weapons some time ago."

"Several legendary weapons..."

Master Huo Shan was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but burst out with a curse word: "Grandma, get out of here!"

After leaving the New Iron Furnace Valley, Zhang Debiao immediately returned to the main city. Rock Wildhammer had received news of his return and was waiting for him at the city lord's mansion.

Seeing his father, Zhang Debiao felt excited, walked forward, and said with a playful smile: "Abba, your cultivation is getting higher and higher."

A smile appeared on Rock Wildhammer's stern face, and he nodded: "Not long ago, Elder Titan and others took action together to hunt down king-level monsters, and used the magic core and the blood of Hades to enhance my mental power. At present, my mental power is Once you reach the level of Holy Magister, you will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.”

He said it lightly, but Zhang Debiao knew that Elder Titan and others were afraid of being exhausted. Although the blood of Hades was precious, the magic core of a king-level monster was not so easy to obtain. In particular, raising a person's mental power to the level of a holy magician requires a large amount of magic cores. These days, several elders can actually hunt so many magic cores. This shows that they are trying to build their father into another great master in Southern Xinjiang. , and spent a lot of money.

It is not that simple to become a master. Zhang Debiao knows this very well. The process of practicing Dou Qi is full of traps. If you accidentally go in the wrong direction, there will be no possibility of progress. In small aspects, such as the World of Warcraft contract, if you sign a sharing contract with Warcraft too early, your mental power may be limited to the same level for the rest of your life.

The big aspect includes the Eye of Truth he has recently cultivated. If he had not cultivated the Eye of Truth, even if he was forcibly promoted to the realm of Dou Sheng, he would be limited to the level of flesh and blood rebirth.

There are also realms such as unleashing fighting spirit, fighting spirit like a gang, fighting spirit like a knife, etc. Almost every realm has misunderstandings. If one goes astray in cultivation, it will be difficult to start over. Therefore, even though there are many geniuses in the world, But not many people have great achievements.

Zhang Debiao felt in his heart how important it was to write down his cultivation process for all people in southern Xinjiang to study. In order to ensure that he would not go astray, he had to be very cautious, lest his experience would be used by future generations. Also went into a misunderstanding.

In fact, Zhang Debiao had no idea what a great thing he was doing. The significance of this incident even exceeds that of Holy Father Amuli. The stone tablet he left behind is enough for all the tribesmen to remember him. Thousands of generations later, his great achievements are still being praised!

After Zhang Debiao asked his father, he learned that Elder Titan and others were not in the city. Two elders took the elite barbarian children to the Western Plateau to train them, while several other elders went to the abyss to hunt for king-level monsters. Prepare to accumulate a large number of magic cores to enhance the spiritual power of other outstanding students in southern Xinjiang.

"It seems that Aldan's invitation can only go to me alone."

Zhang Debiao handed the invitation to his father. Rock Wildhammer read it carefully and wondered: "Aldan is going to die? How is this possible?"

"He is already one hundred and twenty-seven years old. He has reached the end of his life and death. We barbarians can live to be more than a hundred years old, which is already a long life."

Rock Wildhammer shook his head and said: "These days, I was looking at the classics collected in the temple, and I found that the elders a hundred years ago left an interesting record about Aldan. At that time, Aldan was not a general of the Zhu Kingdom, just a twenty-year-old man. This young boy is very smart and much more naughty than you. Once he went to the temple library to steal martial arts books, and the elders thought that he was a direct descendant of Amuli. I didn’t punish him and let him go. Ah Man, do you know what kind of martial arts he stole?”

Zhang Debiao was deeply attracted by this story and said: "What martial arts did he steal?"

Rock Wildhammer took a deep breath and said: "Canglan Dou Qi Jue."

"Canglan Dou Qi Jue?" Zhang Debiao was stunned and said, "Abba, isn't this the mental method you practice?"

"That's right. When I practiced Canglan Dou Qi Jue, I discovered that this mental method progressed slowly in the early stage, but progressed very quickly in the later stages. Moreover, this mental method also has another characteristic, which is to maintain appearance and longevity, extending the life of the practitioner. . Aldan secretly learned Canglan Jue a hundred years ago, and he has probably practiced this mental technique to the extreme over the years, and his life has been greatly extended, so I am surprised that he is about to die. "

Zhang Debiao couldn't help but fell into deep thought. The ranking of Canglan Dou Qi Jue was not as good as Long Meng Baoxiang, but it was definitely the most magical mental method developed by the barbarians. The life-extending effect alone was enough to make anyone jealous.

If Aldan had really cultivated Canglan Jue to the highest level, then he should still be alive and kicking now instead of lying on the bed waiting to die. As for entrusting the future of the barbarians and the Black Flag Forbidden Army to others, that is even more of a joke. .

"What the hell is this old guy doing?"

At this time, a burst of noise and fighting suddenly came from the city, which woke him up from his meditation. Zhang Debiao suddenly raised his head, and Rock Wildhammer frowned and said: "It's the nobles from the aristocratic families in the city who are making trouble again. They probably learned that you are back." I'm going to give you a kick."

Now His Majesty the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty has recognized the legal status of the main city of Southern Xinjiang, and this main city is so prosperous and developed, far surpassing other main barbarian cities. These aristocratic families are deliberately provoking troubles, in addition to giving Zhang Debiao, the new barbarian king, a disincentive. , but also to divide the profits and obtain benefits from the new main city.

Zhang Debiao's face was gloomy as he strode out of the dilapidated city lord's mansion.

In the main city, Tuoba and others still did not leave. Instead, they stood on the balcony of a restaurant, quietly watching the commotion below and glancing at the city lord's palace from time to time.

"The Ibrahimovic family is in so much trouble!" A servant licked his lips and said, "Young Master, how do you think Lord Debiao will deal with it?"

"How else to deal with it?"

Tuoba smiled and said: "Of course it's a bloody suppression to drive out these troublemakers. The Ibrahimovic family has been causing trouble for my Wildhammer family in Blackwater City all year round. I'm afraid they will suffer a loss this time!"

Just as he was talking, Zhang Debiao had already walked out of the city lord's palace. Tuoba quickly jumped down from the restaurant, walked quickly to him, bowed and saluted: "Uncle, do you want your great-nephew to take action to drive away these people? If uncle takes action, I'm afraid it will affect your prestige..."

Zhang Debiao glanced at him and said with a smile: "You know how to flatter someone, but it's not your turn to take action yet."

Lilith came holding Xiao Erya's hand, stood not far away, glanced at the street lightly, and said with a smile: "Aman, it seems that you barbarians are not monolithic!"

Zhang Debiao snorted coldly, and the aristocratic children who were making trouble on the street also noticed him and walked towards him noisily, while the elders of the Ibrahimovic family and other aristocratic families stood on the street waiting to watch the show.

"He is the sixth Barbarian King? So young?"

"Let's see how he handles the wet baby."

"If he dares to do it, we dare to do it too!"

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Those aristocratic children finally came to Zhang Debiao, and one of them said boldly: "You are Debiao's Barbarian Hammer? How can you be the lord of a city at such a young age? Let's compete, and whoever wins will be the new Barbarian King of the main city. !”

Zhang Debiao raised his eyelids, and suddenly exploded completely. The extremely strong fighting spirit burst out of his body, like a pillar of air rushing into the sky, boom!

Under the impact of this fighting spirit, almost everyone saw that a salute exploded over the main city of Southern Xinjiang. The space was affected by fighting spirit, as if a stone fell into a calm lake, and the space suddenly rippled with waves!

Then a rainbow bridge spanned the void, extending from one side of the main city to the other side, cutting into the void on both sides, spanning more than ten miles!

The bridge is thin and narrow, and there are many beasts from ancient times supported on the bridge railings, including dragons, snakes, dragons, pythons, dogs, rhinoceros, goats, demons, centaurs, giant pigeons, etc., and many more that cannot be named. The tyrannical monsters all opened their mouths and roared, their voices resounding throughout the world!

This is not the roar of a real beast, but the roar of fists and spiritual thoughts, which gives people spiritual shock and oppression!

Bridge of life and death!

Condensed into the essence of fist spirit and spiritual thoughts!

Zhang Debiao glanced past the noble children and towards the elders of the major families. When those people met his gaze, they couldn't help but feel frightened and quickly lowered their heads.

Zhang Debiao smiled and said: "It seems that everyone's mood is stable? Tuoba, go back and tell your grandfather that I will definitely visit him!" After that, he walked back to the city lord's palace.

Those noble children swallowed their saliva, quickly returned to their family elders, and whispered: "What should I do?"

The elder stared blankly at the Bridge of Life and Death across the sky, and murmured: "Why hasn't it disappeared? Why hasn't it disappeared? Could it be that his fist and mind, in addition to being able to condense into substance, can also imprint the void?" "

"Has he become a Fighting Saint?"

Tuoba also looked at this fist and spiritual thought. This divine thought was so solid that it could hang in the sky above the main city of Southern Xinjiang unchanged for thousands of years, warning all those with ulterior motives.

This is the method of defeating others without fighting.

Zhang Debiao's move can not only shock those noble families, but also promote his power to all the people in Southern Xinjiang. Southern Xinjiang respects strength. This bridge of life and death, fist, mind and spirit, makes him a spiritual leader in everyone's hearts. !

"I thought he would go on a killing spree, but I didn't expect that he would use this once-and-for-all method. Now those aristocratic families may have become so obedient that no one dares to move, and they may even surrender to him wholeheartedly. …”

Tuoba waved to the two servants and said, "Let's go back."

The two of them woke up from the shock and quickly followed him, whispering: "Young Master, what did the Lord of Debiao mean when he said just now that he would definitely visit the master?"

Tuoba frowned and thought: "He had already said in Iron Furnace Valley that he would definitely go to the meeting, and he repeated it here, which must have a deeper meaning. Could it be that the ancestor of the family was pretending to be ill... Impossible, this is absolutely impossible Impossible! I have seen him many times and he is obviously critically ill..."

"If the master is really pretending to be ill, then in the six major cities in southern Xinjiang, I am afraid that only the master can defeat him. No wonder Lord Debiao emphasized that he must visit the master." One of the servants said: "If he defeats If you kill the master, his prestige will reach its peak, and our six main cities in southern Xinjiang will follow his lead!"

Tuoba smiled and said: "What if he loses? My ancestor will take advantage of the situation to unify Southern Xinjiang!"

He suddenly laughed and said: "When you put it like this, I think my ancestor must be pretending to be sick! However, with the status of our ancestor, why do we still pretend to be sick? It's really strange..."

In the city lord's palace, Zhang Debiao finally had some time to relax. He wrote down his cultivation experience these days with peace of mind, and then gave it to Rock Wild Hammer. He also copied the two mental techniques of God of War and the White Bone True Body of the Great Heavenly Demon, and sent them to the Holy Yuan Throne. Temple in space.

At this time, the city lord's palace welcomed an uninvited guest. He laughed before he even entered the door and said: "Brother Aman, you are really beautiful with your skills. Darling, a fist and mind that spans more than ten miles are those ancient people." Even the fighting saints are not as generous as you! Tomorrow is the day when Aldan holds the Barbarian King Conference, so you can’t hold your breath!”

Zhang Debiao was surprised and happy. He quickly went up to the man and gave him a big hug. He smiled and said, "Brother Zongmoluo, you are finally willing to come to see me. I was still worried that I didn't know the way to Heishui City!"

That man was Zong Moruo, a tall and strong old man. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. He raised his fist and hit his chest hard, and said with a smile: "Didn't you tell me earlier? I have already sent that little bastard Yin Moruo away." Go for me! Anyway, this bastard Aldan is going to die, so it’s okay to go and see him. I suffered a lot at the hands of this bastard back then..."

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Damn, you bastard, you submitted 139 reminders of 12,000 words, and I can’t get them. Grandma, my flesh hurts. Curse you, curse you... This is the second update, only 8,000 words. Keep drawing circles and cursing you