Barbarian Throne

Zhang Debiao smashed down with his hammer, and faced Hou Yinmani's huge ring dragon and snake fist against the wind. He heard a loud bang, and the dragon and snake fist formed purely from fighting spirit suddenly collapsed like a majestic one, and the aftermath of countless fighting spirit was everywhere. shoot!

Before the giant hammer landed on the ground, it stopped abruptly, and the strong wind it brought hit the ground. The ground looked like a pond, and the soil actually showed ripples and spread out in all directions!

"Legendary weapon?" Bunalojia's face changed drastically and he exclaimed.

Houyin Mani also changed his face completely. When he was in Tanya Temple, Zhang Debiao broke his fist and mind with a knife. Afterwards, Houyin Mani was still full of confidence and self-respecting because he did not use any force in that battle. With all his strength, he thought that he could definitely kill this kid with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, when he met Zhang Debiao again at this moment, he could easily destroy his peak fisting power with just one strike. It seemed that his confidence was also completely destroyed by this blow!

Zhang Debiao raised the giant hammer with one hand and pushed it forward with force. The ground was suddenly pressed by the strong wind and a ditch was formed. The hill-like hammer head hit Houyin Mani. Hou Yin Mani was immediately knocked away by the hammer. Wow. He vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Zhang Debiao strode forward and struck out with the hammer again. Bunalojia hurriedly blocked in front of Hou Yinmani, shouted loudly, and pushed the giant hammer with both hands: "What a legendary weapon! This giant hammer is back!" Me!"

His cultivation was far stronger than that of Hou Yinmani, a master who had just reached the transformation of fighting spirit. The forward momentum of the giant hammer was suddenly blocked, and the tyrannical fighting spirit actually suppressed the thunder light on the giant hammer and extinguished it!

"If you want my hammer, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Zhang Debiao laughed loudly, suddenly jumped up, held the hammer handle, and swung it hard!

As his fighting spirit moved forward, the giant hammer became larger and larger, and the thunder light became denser, forming a thunder net.

Under the hill-like giant hammer, Bunalojia and Houyin Mani were like two ants, as if they would die if they were hit lightly. This legendary weapon is extremely heavy and huge. It can be smashed just by swinging it. It does not require any complicated tricks at all. With one hammer blow, it can cover a space of more than ten meters in radius. There is no flaw at all, and it can only be met head-on!

Bunalojia roared and slapped an unknown number of palms in succession. Zhang Debiao felt that the giant hammer in his hand kept trembling, as if it was about to fly out. He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: "This old man has such a powerful fighting spirit. How can Hou Yin compare with him?" ”

Bunalojia stopped the giant hammer from falling, and then broke through the lightning with both palms, imprinting heavily on the giant hammer. Only two loud bangs were heard, and the giant hammer rolled backwards. Zhang Debiao followed the giant hammer. He couldn't help but fall dozens of meters away.

I saw a flash of white robes, Bunalojia suddenly stood on the giant hammer, lightning poured down, but it was blocked by his body-protecting aura, and shouted: "Let go!"

boom!

The giant hammer suddenly became extremely heavy. Even Zhang Debiao's six-bear strength could not lift it up, and it was forced to sink into the ground!

"not necessarily!"

Zhang Debiao's mental strength and fighting spirit quickly receded, and he saw the giant hammer shrinking rapidly. Bunalojia obviously did not expect this change, stepped on the empty space with his feet, and stumbled down.

Zhang Debiao rushed up like a whirlwind, and Long Meng Baoxiang suddenly transformed into the Great Red Heaven Demon God Art, running at high speed, and swept towards him with a sledgehammer. Bunalojia hurriedly protected his chest with both hands and took the blow!

boom!

The Da Chi Tian Demon God Art was pushed to its peak by Zhang Debiao. With a roar, Bunalojia was hit hard by the hammer and crashed into a towering tree, knocking out a large human-shaped hole in the tree. Bunalojia's retreat speed slowed down a little, and he immediately forced his fighting spirit to circulate and stopped abruptly.

At this time, Bunalojia suddenly felt that the alien fighting spirit invaded his fighting spirit channel. This fighting spirit was highly corrosive. It not only corroded his own fighting spirit, but also posed a great threat to the fighting spirit channel.

"The corrosive fighting spirit is so violent, could it be..."

As soon as he got rid of the fighting spirit, he saw Zhang Debiao rushing forward and without any explanation, he hit him with a hammer again!

Bunalojia hurriedly received the hammer and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Zhang Debiao turned over and hit the hammer again. Bunalojia had no choice but to receive the hammer again and took a few steps back!

boom! boom! boom!

The two fought quickly, and Bunalojia became more and more surprised the more they fought. The kid in front of him had no moves at all, and his hammering technique only had one word, smash!

It was extremely simple to pick up the sledgehammer and smash it. It was light and clumsy, but it made him unable to display his exquisite martial arts. The smash made his hands and feet weak, and his fighting spirit softened. After fighting for more than ten times, he still couldn't do it. Without breaking the tie, the fighting spirit was almost shattered by the huge power contained in the hammer!

Not only that, every time they fight, Zhang Debiao's demon fighting spirit will invade his fighting spirit channel. Gradually, Bunalojia has no chance to drive out the fighting spirit of the demon!

The two of them jumped like flying in the forest, and the explosive sounds of the fight could not be heard. Under their attack, just the aftermath of their fighting spirit destroyed the forest. Large tracts of trees continued to fall down, just like the Titans wreaking havoc in the forest. !

With legendary weapons in hand, Zhang Debiao faced off head-on with Bunalojia. In terms of cultivation, both their master and apprentice are much higher than Zhang Debiao. Bunalojia is the elder of the Southern Temple and a master who has already entered the stage of fighting spirit transformation, while Houyin Mani has passed through the Holy Spirit of the Dead. The rising star trained by the magician has a bright future as he condenses his punching and spiritual thoughts.

However, after a single encounter, Houyin Mani was seriously injured, and Bunalojia fought with him for a long time, but could not take him down. He felt that although this boy's fighting spirit was not as deep as his, it was endless and had long-lasting stamina. It seemed that It’s endless, and I can’t help but be horrified in my heart!

Coupled with a legendary weapon, this unknown giant hammer, Zhang Debiao was even more powerful, making full use of his abilities, but he was too timid and unable to let go of the offensive!

The most important thing is that the fighting spirit this boy cultivates is extremely corrosive, which invisibly limits the display of his strength.

Contrary to Bunalojia, Zhang Debiao became more and more happy as he fought and couldn't help but scream again and again.

Since the battle, his Heavenly Demon Fighting Qi has been running more and more violently. Black fighting Qi is constantly pouring out of his body, as if black mist is covering his whole body. He is holding a giant hammer and jumping like flying, hitting him with rumbles. Go, like a hell demon descending!

"I wonder if the Da Chi Tian Demon God Art and the Long Meng Baoxiang Art can be fused together?"

Zhang Debiao suddenly divided his mind into two things, running the Longmeng Baoxiang at the same time. A roaring roar suddenly came from his chest. The two mental methods were running at the same time. He saw that the black mist around his body gradually became thinner, and the gushing out The fighting spirit gradually retracted from the body.

"This kid is dying!" Houyin Mani finally regained his breath at this time, temporarily suppressed his injuries, and came to the edge of the battlefield. Seeing this, he couldn't help but perked up, rushed into the battlefield, and said loudly: "Teacher, let's Join forces to kill him!"

Bunalojia also breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "This kid is so fierce, he can actually persist for such a long time under my attack!"

Suddenly, the black fighting energy surged out again, became even denser, and enveloped Zhang Debiao's entire body. What came from his chest was no longer a roaring roar, the voice gradually became quieter, and suddenly a louder sound came. Come!

hold head high--!

This huge roar is extremely long, as if it is a Vajra Mammoth with the power to lift mountains and reclaim seas!

"Eight golden locks!"

Suddenly, a sword energy filling the world filled the air, and it was so oppressive that it was suffocating. Bunalojia's expression changed drastically, and he stood in front of Hou Yinmoni. He saw that the black fighting energy surrounding Zhang Debiao turned into a handful at this moment. The dark magic sword was flying towards them!

Houyin Mani couldn't help but change his expression, and he didn't know what it was like: "This kid actually made a breakthrough at this time. Could it be that his qualifications are better than mine..."

He was about to rush forward, but Bunalojia stopped in front of him and forcefully took the first change in the sword's power.

The second change in the sword's power came immediately. Bunalojia grunted and took it again!

Houyin Mani was extremely anxious, rushing left and right, but still unable to break through Bunalojia's figure. In the blink of an eye, he completed the eight changes of the first form of the Eight-Door Golden Lock, and the sword suddenly stopped, and he could no longer continue. Obviously, It was Zhang Debiao's fighting spirit that was exhausted.

Bunalojia stepped forward and fought with him quickly, and the sound of booming and booming explosions kept coming.

Suddenly, Zhang Debiao was hit on the chest by his palm, and he vomited blood. Bunalojia immediately stepped back, turned around and jumped away with Houyin Mani, and quickly disappeared into the forest.

Hou Yinmani was seriously injured. He was still struggling while being carried by him, shouting: "Teacher, let me down, put me down quickly! That kid was seriously injured by you, how can you let him go like this!"

Without saying a word, Bunalojia led him to run forward at high speed. Houyin Mani stopped talking because he saw black blood continuously pouring out of his mentor's mouth, and when the blood met the air, it sizzled and burned. It turned out to be a black flame!

Bunalojia ran for dozens of miles and finally stopped. Houyin Mani's face was complicated, and he suddenly knelt down, lying on the ground, choking and saying: "Teacher..."

Bunalojia stood upright in front of him and said with a soft smile: "That kid was seriously injured by me, and he is not having a good time now. He won't chase him. You should return to the temple immediately. If you don't become a fighting saint, don't go looking for him. He avenged me. Your qualifications are no worse than his. You are qualified only after you become a fighting saint..."

Houyin Mani kowtowed heavily, his head bruised and bleeding in the blink of an eye: "Teacher, stop talking, let's go back to the temple immediately and let the wizard treat us!"

"It's too late... His eight-door golden lock is the unique skill of the Sword Saint. Although I took his eight swords, I couldn't catch the sword energy with the Sword Saint's artistic conception. His sword energy has cut off my whole body All Dou Qi channels..."

Bunalojia smiled and said: "Hou Yin, although you are my disciple, you have never listened to my words. This setback may not be a bad thing. I would like to warn you again, what is the most important thing in practicing fighting spirit..."

"That's it, confidence!"

"The confidence that dares to break the sky and trample the gods under your feet!"

As soon as Bunalojia finished speaking, black flames suddenly appeared all over his body, burning fiercely, burning the old man of the Southern Temple to ashes in the blink of an eye!