Barbarian Throne

On the battlefield, the surviving Black Flag Forbidden Army was even more unbearable than Zhang Debiao. The loud noise from the first fight between the two injured more than a dozen people. The second fight was even more intense. The ligers under the Black Flag Army's crotches were , all of them were shocked to death by the explosion sound!

Fortunately, the old mage Satsuma took action in time, exhausted the last bit of magic power, and set up a sound magic barrier around the canyon, so there were no major casualties.

The magic barrier could not completely block the loud noises when the two fought, but after the shielding, those sounds no longer posed a threat to everyone. Zhang Debiao also breathed a sigh of relief. If Satsuma hadn't taken action, he, the spectator, would have suffered misfortune.

The young man calmed down, checked his injuries, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. The savage energy in his body was scattered like a mess. When these two people fought, just the aftermath of the sound caused so much harm to him. If he was in the center of the battlefield, wouldn't he even die without knowing how?

After straightening out his brutal energy, Zhang Debiao secretly glanced at the battlefield and saw that as the fighting became more and more fierce, the color of the Longmeng Baoqi around Hujialuo became more and more red, and his strikes became heavier and heavier, almost capable of Shatter the void. The purple aura on Shijialuo's face became more and more intense, and the Ziluo Tianzheng force field vibrated endlessly as his power increased.

At this point in the fight, neither of them could retain a trace of their strength!

The two men fought fiercely on the battlefield, but the young man had no intention of continuing to watch the battle, and quietly got up and walked under the mountain. Unexpectedly, the moment he turned around, a gray shadow suddenly fell beside him, and his palm pressed lightly on his shoulder. Zhang Debiao couldn't help but sit down again, and heard a voice saying carelessly: "What a strange little boy." Barbarian! Your strength is so low that you actually took advantage of others and you are not dead yet. I don’t know whether I should praise you for your luck or your stupidity!”

Zhang Debiao was extremely shocked. He quickly looked up and saw that the man was a dry and thin old man with a goatee hanging from his chin. He was wearing gray linen clothes and a pair of straw sandals. He looked like an ordinary old country man.

However, this seemingly ordinary old country man, with a thin long sword stuck in his waist and dripping blood on the ground, did not look like a good person.

Zhang Debiao trembled and said quickly: "Old man, I'm here to hunt, not to pick up bargains..."

"Hunting? Why didn't you say you were here to hunt for soy sauce?"

The old man sneered and said: "The little barbarian can still pretend to be stupid. I have been hiding on the cliff and have been paying attention to you for a long time! Huh, the two masters of the Tianmanjia Luo tribe are fighting each other. The person who came here today to compete with me for business is really serious. Quite a few. Fortunately, I am smart. The two brothers Shi Jia Luo Hu Jia Lu are fighting to death below. I am not idle either. I will kill them all first, and you will be the only one left."

Zhang Debiao had a cold war, and the Hugaluo Shijialuo brothers killed each other. Unexpectedly, a silent battle was staged in the secret part of the canyon. Judging from the blood stains on the old man's sword, he must have killed many people.

"Yes, when Shi Jialuo seizes power, there must be many people who can see the clues and come to take advantage. These people should not be weak. I didn't find any of them. This old man is even more terrifying. It's amazing that he could kill them all without a sound! However, after he killed those people, I was definitely the one he wanted to kill next. He must have seen that I was the weakest... "

Thinking of this, Xiaomanzi got up and walked down the mountain. The old man's eerie voice appeared in his ears: "Stop! What are you doing?"

Little Manzi turned around, with a simple and honest look on his face, and blinked: "I want to go home to graze the cows, and the cows at home haven't been fed grass yet."

"sit down!"

"yes."

The "cowherd boy" sat down again. The old man looked him up and down several times and said in a friendly manner: "Little barbarian, I like you and won't kill you. What's your name?"

"Tumeng Maitreya." For some reason, Zhang Debiao felt that the name of the temple's chief elder was particularly smooth at this moment.

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "I said I won't kill you, so I won't kill you, and maybe I will give you some benefits. Tu Meng Maitreya, let me see what kind of mental method you practice..." Suddenly reaching out to grab his hand, Zhang Debiao felt a mellow and powerful fighting spirit pass from the old man's hand into his body. He couldn't help being surprised: "This old man is also a master of practicing fighting spirit!"

"The savage energy in your body is a bit weird. It's a bit like Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue, but it's not quite the same..." The old man's strong fighting spirit circulated in Zhang Debiao's body, and his expression became extremely strange. He stroked his goatee and murmured He murmured: "Although those barbaric energies have not turned into fighting spirit, they are undoubtedly Long Meng Bao Xiang Qi... I know! The Jialuo family has lost a copy of Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue, and it must have fallen into your hands! "

The old man stared at Zhang Debiao with bright eyes, as if he were some rare treasure.

"The following two idiots fought to death because of this Long Meng Baoxian Jue. I didn't expect that this wonderful book would fall into your hands!"

The old man's face was gloomy and he murmured: "Should I kill him and take away the Long Meng Baoxiang Art? I just said I wouldn't kill him. How can I be a man and not keep my word? However, this is a strange thing after all. If I can take the mental method that ranks seventh on the Gong Dou Qi list and study it for a while, I might be able to raise my self-created Dou Qi method to another level. Kill or not..."

Zhang Debiao felt uneasy. He knew very well how valuable Long Meng Baoxiang Jue was. The seventh skill on the Qigong Fighting Qi list, the name alone is enough to make people's eyes warm and their hearts flutter.

"Old man, what is Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue?" Xiao Manzi blinked his eyes, took out Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue from his arms, and said with an honest and innocent face, "Old man, is this the book you are talking about?"

The old man stared at Long Meng Baoxiangjue without blinking, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes were filled with fierceness, and he obviously had the idea of ​​killing people and seizing the book. Unexpectedly, before he had time to do it, Xiaomanzi had already thrust the book into his hand and said nonchalantly: "Old man, if you want to read it, just take it!"

The old man was shocked, extremely shocked. The barbarians' supreme fighting spirit book, the extremely precious Long Meng Baoxiang Jue, was thrown away by this innocent young man in front of him!

"What a simple barbarian boy..." The old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and at the same time he was extremely ashamed. Facing such a simple country boy, he just had the idea of ​​killing people and robbing treasures. How shameful!

The old man felt ashamed, extremely ashamed. Although this young man's cultivation level was inferior to him, he defeated him morally and openly.

"Could it be that I have done too many bad things recently and my morals have declined to this extent?"

The muscles in the corners of Zhang Debiao's eyes twitched, and the bad water in his stomach gurgled, surging upward like a wave. This book of Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue was like hot coals to him, and he was eager to give it away. Anyway, his thoughts were firmly engraved in his heart.

"If I keep this mental method, it will only set me on fire. I might as well give it to him. This old guy looks like a big shot. If he gets the mental method, he will not kill me."

The "honest and honest" barbarian boy thought to himself: "When I go back, I will draw a picture of his appearance, and then paste his portrait all over Tianmang City, spreading the news everywhere that he has snatched the Long Meng Baoxiang Jue. When the time comes, The Jialuo family's attention will be diverted to this old guy and they will hunt him down in every possible way. In this way, no one will notice my little role..."

To Zhang Debiao's surprise, the old man actually pushed Long Meng Baoxiang Jue back into his hand, and said with great shame: "I can't have this book of yours. If I do, I will have an uneasy conscience and feel guilty for the rest of my life... Besides, I can't have this book." , this book is the cultivation method of the barbarians. It is very advanced in cultivation and does not match my mentality. Even if I study it thoroughly, it will not be of much use. If it is spread, others will think that I have grown from an innocent barbarian boy. In my hands, I cheated and robbed to get this useless mental method, then my reputation will be completely ruined!"

The old man refused resolutely, and Zhang Debiao had no choice but to put away the Long Meng Baoxiang Jue. He was extremely annoyed, and at the same time, he also admired the old man's broadmindedness. Long Meng Baoxiang Jue ranks seventh on the Qigong Fighting Qi list. This kind of temptation is not weak, but this old man actually wants to calm his conscience and doesn't want it. He does have the bearing of a master.

"But..." the old man muttered: "If I kill you and take away Long Meng Baoxiang Jue, then no one will blame me. The only problem is, I just promised not to kill you, Do you want to break your promise..."

Zhang Debiao shuddered, and the little admiration he had for the old man disappeared.

"I just wanted to give you some pointers, but since you are practicing the Longmeng Baoxiang Jue, you definitely don't need it." The old man's face softened and he said: "Tumeng Maitreya, you can hide here and take a peek. It’s been a while, let’s talk about it, which one of the following two will win?”

Zhang Debiao thought for a moment and said: "Hu Jialuo will definitely lose!"

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I overslept at noon, so the update is late, sorry. PS: I have ten followers, let’s celebrate~~