Barbarian Throne

Zongmoluo suddenly roared, like a tiger's roar, and saw the cloth on his upper body falling apart with a crackling sound, and the joints in his body cracked and cracked. His height actually increased, and he became a three-meter-tall giant in the blink of an eye. The skin is glowing golden yellow, and the muscles are full of muscles. Like a golden statue, with a hard bridge and a hard horse, it rises and falls suddenly, and smashes towards Zhang Debiao!

This old man was originally extremely tall. Now that he was using this strange mental method, his size increased dramatically. Zhang Debiao looked like a child who had just learned to walk in front of him. He could completely cover his head with his palms, like a chicken. Catch him!

"Moluo Golden Throne! Did Abba even use this kind of mentality?" The Yinmoluo clan leader's face changed drastically and he lost his voice.

The name of Zong Moro's unique mental method is called the Moro Golden Throne. The ancestors of the Moro family discovered an altar to the God of War left over from ancient times. There were twenty-four golden statues of the God of War on the altar, with different postures.

The ancestor of the Moro family figured out the martial arts scriptures contained in the statues of the God of War, and realized a complete set of fighting spirit methods from these twenty-four golden statues. Because the name of the ancient God of War was Moro, this set of mentality It was named Moro Golden Throne to commemorate the god of war, and the Moro family’s surname came from this.

The Moro Golden God Throne's set of fighting qi mental techniques integrates offense and defense, and its attack and defense power are extremely amazing. Someone once said that if there were eleven rankings on the Qigong Fighting Qi List, Moro's Golden God Throne would definitely be among them!

Chief Yin Moruo slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said in his heart: "Abba uses the Moro Golden Throne. Elder Aman will definitely lose, but he is still proud of himself. He is also extremely impressive and can be regarded as a genius. He can actually Let Abba use his special skills! It’s rare for Abba to take action. This kind of battle scene should really invite the younger generation of the clan to come and watch and learn. It will be of great benefit to their future martial arts cultivation!”

Thinking of this, he realized that there were many people around him. They were all young disciples of the Moro tribe. Even his parents were standing in the crowd. These people did not make any sound, and their faces showed excitement. Colorful, eyes unblinking for fear of missing a move.

And there are many people coming continuously, and the number is still increasing!

I am afraid that in the minds of these people, there is no doubt that as long as the ancestor Zong Moro uses the Moro Golden Throne, Zhang Debiao will definitely be defeated.

"good!"

Zhang Debiao suddenly shouted loudly, his eyes widened, and he became serious, and he was running four mental methods at the same time, Qiankun Jue, Ben Lei Jue, Fiery Fire Jue and Spiral Jin. Three of the mental methods were extremely strong and yang, and he immediately became masculine. His domineering fighting spirit reached its limit, and he faced Zong Moro's fist that was the size of a wine jar!

He did not use the Great Coffin Splitter. Since the group in the capital received the guidance of Cameron Rich, Zhang Debiao's knowledge in martial arts has improved rapidly, and his cultivation has also grown rapidly. He can completely use the Big Coffin Splitter's mental skills It is also integrated into it, but on the one hand, because the big coffin splitter has a feminine inner energy, it will dilute the yang and strong fighting spirit, and on the other hand, because the big coffin splitter combined with the spiral force is too vicious, so the coffin splitter is not used to fight against it. The golden throne of Moro in Zong Moro.

When Zhang Debiao's extremely strong mentality encountered Zong Moro's golden fist, his fighting spirit was suddenly broken away by a loud bang. His body was shaken upright by Pei Ran, and he was smashed into the soil. knee!

Zongmoluo had no expression on his face and punched him again!

After using the Moro Golden Throne, he didn't even bother to use any moves or auxiliary mental techniques. He simply smashed, pounded, hammered, and swung, which was enough to defeat the enemy!

Where can Zhang Debiao let his fist hit him again? If he receives this blow again, Zong Moro will definitely smash it into the ground like a nail, leaving only his head exposed!

In that case, you will lose even if you don’t lose!

I saw him bending and flicking his legs, directly lifting a piece of hundreds of kilograms of mud from the land and shooting it upwards, while Zhang Debiao himself quickly retreated. The piece of soil did not hit Zongmo Luo at all, but was blown away by his body-protecting energy. The golden giant took a step forward, and then came to Zhang Debiao and punched him again!

Zhang Debiao's eyes lit up. He saw that Zongmo Luo was not running his body-protecting Qi at first. When the mud was about to hit him, the body-protecting Qi suddenly appeared, and it was about the same size as the mud.

This is a method that greatly saves fighting energy, and is more durable and effective than protecting the whole body!

"If I think about it, the body-protecting Gang Qi will appear anywhere in my body. It will be stronger and the defense will be stronger. I am afraid that I will reach the peak of Dou Qi Ru Gang!"

At this time, Zhang Debiao was the only one who still had time to think about how to practice. The Moro tribesmen who were watching the battle on the sidelines were probably even more nervous than him. They were so nervous that they even held their breath and did not even dare to take a breath.

After Zongmoluo used the Moro Golden Throne, his steps were huge, one step was equal to five or six of his steps. Zhang Debiao simply stopped retreating and completely gave up on his immature Thunder Hand technique. Instead, he used Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue, which brought him the greatest gain. Suddenly, the fighting energy all over his body turned into Long Meng Bao Xiang Qi, and he heard a loud roar. , Zhang Debiao also simply punched Zong Moro's fist hard!

That roar was not made by Zhang Debiao, but by Long Mengbao Xiangqi running at super high speed in the body, causing the airflow in the chest to oscillate. The sound coming from the chest was like a group of giant horned rhinoceros roaring in unison!

Moo! Moo! Moo!

At this moment, both of them gave up their moves, and simply punched and retracted their fists. This was a collision of pure power and fighting spirit, extremely simple, domineering, and direct!

The level of fighting spirit of Longmeng Baoxiang Jue is even higher than that of Moro's Golden Throne. Zong Moro can no longer disperse Zhang Debiao's fighting spirit, but Zhang Debiao still cannot match the power of the golden giant. Every time he receives a punch, he stops. He couldn't help but take three steps back, while Zongmoluo took one step forward.

As his Long Meng Bao Xiang Qi moved faster and faster, and circulated more and more days, Zhang Debiao gradually discovered that Long Meng Bao Xiang Qi was growing at a terrifying speed, and his power was also growing crazily. state!

The second level of Long Meng Baoxiang Jue is about to face a huge breakthrough!

Yin Moruo and others were surprised to find that Zhang Debiao's steps back were decreasing unknowingly, three steps, two steps, one step, and gradually he finally stood firmly in front of the golden giant Zong Moruo without taking a step back. , hit him hard, and caught his fist forcefully!

And the sound like a bull roar in Zhang Debiao's chest suddenly changed at this moment, like a violent bear on the earth raising its head and roaring!

Ruo Ruo! Ruo Ruo! Ruo Ruo!

Extremely dull, low, and depressing.

The third level of Longmeng Baoxiang was finally broken through by him under the pressure of Zong Moro, and he achieved the power of the Three Bears!

Zhang Debiao didn't take a step back and faced Zong Moruo head-on. The golden giant's face finally changed. Various expressions of disbelief, surprise, and appreciation flashed across his face.

Zongmoluo laughed loudly, took back his hand, and a sonorous and powerful voice came: "Good boy, you are worthy of being the youngest elder in the history of the temple! Ah Man, as long as you take one more move from me and don't lose, I will I'll be with you, you'll be my brother!"

Zhang Debiao also showed his pride and laughed: "Okay! If you want me to do it, I will do it!"

Zongmoluo smiled slightly, and his body gradually shrank and returned to its original shape. He did not make any movement for a long time.

The onlookers of the Moro tribe felt baffled, but Yin Moro's eyes burst with light. He turned to look at Zhang Debiao, and saw that his face was surprisingly solemn, and his heart could not help but beat violently: "He can see it too! Could it be that he can see it too!" Can he also see it? Elder Aman, really..."

Yin Moruo couldn't find any words to describe his shock at this time. Zong Moro didn't make any move, but his move was already out, which was the legendary fist spirit and mind!

Only those who have come into contact with that realm can see the fist and spirit. Otherwise, even if you practice your fighting spirit to the point of transformation and innateness, you will never be able to see it clearly!

Even Yin Moruo himself couldn't see his father's fist and spirit. He just guessed based on Zong Moro's habits that his father had used his fist and spirit. And this countryman who came out of the forest , the unknown elder Aman could actually see it. Only now did Yin Moruo understand why the temple chose Zhang Debiao as the elder!

In the field, Zhang Debiao carefully looked at Zongmoluo's boxing god and felt it with his heart. He felt that twenty-four golden war gods of different shapes seemed to emerge behind the old man, erupting with all kinds of fierce momentum, heavy, huge, and mysterious. , Manghuang!

This is the first time Zhang Debiao has encountered a master who can use his fists and spiritual thoughts!

Finally, with a thought, he entered the realm of his own fists and spiritual thoughts. The bridge of life and death was connected to Zong Moro's God of War!

The two people's bodies shook invisibly, each avoiding the other's fist and mind. Zongmoluo put away his fist and mind, suddenly laughed, walked to Zhang Debiao, and hugged his shoulders forcefully, He chuckled and said, "It's fun, it's so fun! Let's go and sworn sworn sworn friends! Ahman, I want to kowtow and sworn sworn vows with you in front of the goddess Tanya. From now on, you will be my brother for the rest of my life, a biological brother from the same mother!"

Zhang Debiao looked at Yin Moruo, who was already dumbfounded, and gave a wry smile. Just as he was about to refuse, Zong Moro said with a straight face: "If you refuse, you are looking down on me. If we don't want to fight again, I will unlock my mental power and fighting spirit." Seal, let’s compete to see who has the bigger fist!”

Zhang Debiao had no choice but to follow him obediently and went to worship in front of the statue of goddess Tanya in the center of Tianmang City. Chief Yin Moruo followed the two men in a daze. A young man in the tribe couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and asked in a trembling voice: "Head, if Elder Aman has sworn sworn vows with our ancestors, what should we call them?" he?"

Patriarch Yin Moruo wished he could burst into tears to show his father, and said expressionlessly: "I call him second uncle, you have to call him second master, and the four generations of descendants, you have to call him second ancestor..."

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