Barbarian Throne

The old man showed a hint of surprise in his eyes and said, "How do you know that Hu Jialuo will lose?"

Zhang Debiao smiled innocently: "I guessed."

"You guessed it right!" The old man chuckled and said: "Long Meng Baoxiang Jue and Daluo Tianzheng Jue are ranked seventh and eighth respectively on the Dou Qi list. There is not much difference in the power of the two techniques. And Shi Shi The skills of Jia Luo and Hu Jia Luo are almost the same, Shi Jia Luo should be slightly inferior, but not much different. However, Hu Jia Luo has trained Longmeng Baoxiang Qi to the sixth level, but it has limited his own strength and cannot last long. Fight. Although Shi Jia Luo is slightly inferior, Da Luo Tian Zheng Qi is extremely feminine, and his endurance must be far greater than that of Hu Jia Luo. Therefore, Hu Jia Luo will definitely die in this battle!"

Zhang Debiao nodded silently. The old man's words were consistent with his guess, but it was obvious that the old man had missed the point. Since Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue is ranked higher than Da Luo Tian Zheng Jue on the fighting spirit list, and Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue has fatal drawbacks, then Da Luo Tian Zheng Jue must have even greater drawbacks!

Even if Shi Jialuo wins, I'm afraid his strength will be greatly reduced!

"Is the victory going to be decided soon?" The old man suddenly stood up, his eyes became brighter and brighter, staring at the battlefield tightly, without looking back: "Tumeng Maitreya, wait for me here. , I will come back as soon as I can, and I will give you a small 'meeting gift' later!"

Zhang Debiao quickly looked up and saw that Shi Jialuo and Hu Jialuo were still fighting endlessly on the battlefield. Shi Jialuo's face was full of purple energy, and Daluo Tianzheng's force field was getting stronger and stronger. And Hu Jialuo's Longmeng Baoxiang Qi is still as strong as ever, but the red blood Qi is gradually fading.

This time, even Zhang Debiao could tell that Hu Jialuo was dying. The blood in his body had gradually drained out, and he was about to die!

"This should be the last time the two of them fight..."

The last fight between Hu Jialuo and Shi Jialuo was not as earth-shattering as Zhang Debiao imagined. The fists and palms intertwined, but there was no sound. I saw Hu Jialuo's burly body gradually shrinking. The body of this three- to four-meter giant made a crackling sound. His bones were instantly shattered by the violent force that could not be suppressed, and then crushed into pieces!

Shi Jialuo watched his brother die in front of him, and his mind was in a trance. In the end, Hu Jialuo did not die in his hands, but was shocked to death by his own power.

"Second brother, you have been competitive since you were a child. Would you rather commit suicide before you die than let me win against you once..."

Beside Zhang Debiao, the old man took out a black scarf from his arms and covered his face skillfully, revealing only a pair of bright eyes. Zhang Debiao was stunned and speechless for a long time.

"Who is this old guy? He is so familiar with the masking technique. It seems that he has done a lot of robberies!"

boom!

The old man suddenly squatted down, tightening the big tendons of his legs, like steel bars, and then bounced up hard. Where his feet stepped on, the rocks cracked and formed a big crater!

This old man's fighting spirit has actually reached the same level as Shi Jia Luo Hu Jia Luo!

The old man was like a big flea, rising and falling, and came to the middle of the battlefield. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a tourmaline pool golden ax was pulled by the invisible fighting spirit, whistling, and fell into his palm!

"Dragon Captor! Who are you? How dare you steal the treasures of our Garo clan?"

Shi Jialuo saw that his family's important treasure had been snatched away by someone. The man had his head hidden and his face covered with a black scarf. He went straight to the other Golden Ax of Tourmaline Pool. He was obviously planning to put both weapons in his bag. He couldn't help but be so angry that his eyes were splitting, his face was filled with purple energy, and his figure turned into a streak of gray smoke, heading straight towards the masked man!

"Bitch, let me use Zi Luotian Zheng Qi!"

The old man laughed, drew out his thin sword, and stabbed it out with his backhand. Hundreds of sword rays were densely packed, madly meeting Shi Jialuo's purple sky force field.

There was a dense explosion of fighting energy, and both of them groaned.

Shi Jialuo's Daluo Tianzheng force field was unexpectedly broken by hundreds of sword rays, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. The purple energy on his face flickered, making it even more strange. The old man also felt uncomfortable. The thin sword in his hand was broken, the tiger's mouth was dripping with blood, and a mouthful of blood foam came out of the corner of his mouth.

"Ziluo Tianzheng is indeed well-deserved. If you hadn't fought with Shijialuo and been seriously injured, I would have been no match! A true man will not change his name or surname. My name is Tumeng Maitreya! Shijialuo, come if you have the guts. Take revenge from me!"

Shijialuo was furious: "Tumeng Maitreya? This is the name of the great elder of my barbarian holy mountain temple. The old bitch dares to frame me!"

The old man was stunned and furious: "How dare you lie to me, you little bitch!" He picked up two tourmaline pool golden axes and jumped away like big fleas.

Shi Jialuo was furious and started to chase him, but unexpectedly he felt severe pain in his chest and another mouthful of blood spurted out. He knew that he had been seriously injured after fighting with Hu Jialuo for a long time, and he fought with the masked man again, and his injuries were even worse. The injury, if not treated, might lead to death, so he quickly sat down cross-legged.

"This masked man has a strong fighting spirit, like a long river hanging upside down, surging and surging. His sword skills are even more outstanding. He can actually break my Purple Heavenly Force Field. He must be no small role! But he has his face covered and can't see his face clearly. What’s more, he dared to frame the elder of the temple without even asking. It’s really hateful!”

The old man carried two giant axes and jumped up to the hill. He looked around and saw that there was nothing behind the boulder. As expected, the honest and honest barbarian boy did not listen to his words. He squatted here obediently and waited for the "meeting gift". Instead, he took the opportunity to run away. Without a trace!

The old man stood stupidly in the biting cold wind. It took him a moment to come back to his senses: "That little barbarian must have seen that I had bad intentions in letting him stay, so he sneaked away. This kid doesn't look like him. So honest, when I speak, two out of three sentences are true and one is false, but he is better, two out of three sentences are false!"

Suddenly, the old man pulled off his face towel, took a long breath, his limbs crackled, his body was more than two feet taller, his facial bones were displaced and deformed, and his appearance changed in the blink of an eye, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and mighty, even Even the goatee on his chin has changed, making him look ten years younger out of thin air!

In terms of physical fitness alone, he is not even inferior to the barbarians from southern Xinjiang!

The old man put the Tourmaline Pond Golden Ax in the space ring, changed into a purple robe, suddenly looked more elegant, and walked towards the Wildhammer Village in a graceful manner.

"That little barbarian's thick and dark behavior is quite similar to my old style. He is a talent. It's a pity that I don't know his real name..."

To the west of Yulang Canyon, Zhang Debiao rode Xiao Hei out of the valley. Deep in the canyon, the arrogant voice of the mysterious old man came from far away: "... A man will not change his name whether he wants to or not. My name is Tumeng Maitreya..."

The boy couldn't help but smile. People from southern Xinjiang were not very smart, but he was different. Little Manzi had lived in that dream world all his life, and was used to the intrigues between people, so his character was unknowingly tainted with cunning.

He is naturally extremely sincere towards his relatives, but when he meets people outside the forest, he is a little more thoughtful.

"This old man is indeed smart, but he is still a little bit worse than me. There are too many masters in this world. If you are not smart, you will not know how to die... Xiao Hei, let's go home!"

Zhang Debiao rushed back to Manhamui Village and saw some young people in the village. These young men and women, dressed in uniform swordsman uniforms, looked full of energy and were kindly helping the villagers repair the roads.

"Second uncle, who are they?" Zhang Debiao asked quickly when he saw Langtu Wildhammer.

"These people are students from the swordsman class of Xingmang Academy in Xinlitan City. They went to Knowlton Mountain to practice during the winter vacation. They plan to rest in our village for a day and go to the mountains tomorrow. What a group of good people!" The lame man praised: "What a pity. I don’t know how many of them can come back alive…”

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Zhang Debiao said worriedly: "Second uncle, it doesn't matter if you say this in front of us. Don't say the same in front of them, otherwise they will fight you hard!"

The lame man was about to speak when a voice next to him laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, this old man also has good intentions. It is indeed a bit more dangerous to practice in the Sunset Forest, but we are all mentally prepared, and this time there is also our dean Bai Dillons. Follow up, even if you encounter a king-level monster, Dean Baidi will take action to deal with it. "

The person who spoke was a young swordsman. He grinned, showing his white teeth, and looked extremely sunny. He stretched out his hand to Zhang Debiao and said, "My name is Donaldson. I am a fifth-year student in Xingyuan."

"De Biao Man Hammer, you can call me Zhang Debiao or Ah Man." Zhang Debiao shook hands with him. At this time, a girl was heard saying with great joy: "Dean Baidi is back!" A group of young people quickly put down their work and rushed towards the entrance of the village.

Zhang Debiao looked up and saw an old man in purple robe striding from outside the village. The old man was extremely tall, with a kind of majesty in his brows, but for some reason, Zhang Debiao, the dean of the Star Academy, always gave Zhang Debiao a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him before somewhere.

The old man Bai Dilans walked and talked with the students, and stopped from time to time to say hello to the villagers, appearing extremely cordial. The doubts in Zhang Debiao's heart became more and more serious. Suddenly, when Dean Bai Dillens saw Zhang Debiao, he couldn't help but froze, and blurted out: "It's your boy!"

Zhang Debiao also suddenly realized: "It turns out to be you!"

Donaldson asked doubtfully: "You two know each other?"

The two people shook their heads hurriedly and said in unison: "I don't know!"

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