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 being shielded, 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 damage to him. If he was in this situation,
In the center of the battlefield, don’t you even know how to die?
After straightening out his brutal energy, Zhang Debiao secretly took a look at the battlefield and saw that as the fighting became more and more fierce, the color of the Long Meng Bao Xiangqi around Hu Jialuo became more and more red, and his shots became heavier and heavier, almost capable of
Shattering the void. The purple energy 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. He quietly stood up and walked under the mountain. Unexpectedly, the moment he turned around, a gray shadow suddenly fell beside him, and his palm gently touched his shoulder.
As soon as he pressed the button, Zhang Debiao couldn't help but sit down again, and heard a voice saying carelessly: "What a strange little barbarian! His strength is so low that he can actually imitate others and take advantage of him, and he's not dead yet. I don't know how to praise him."
Are you lucky or stupid?"
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, does 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.
There are 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 all those people first and you will be the only one left."
Zhang Debiao had a cold war, and the brothers Hujialuo and Shijialuo killed each other. Unexpectedly, a silent battle took place 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.
How amazing that he could kill them all silently! However, after he killed those people, the next one he wanted to kill must be me. The reason why he didn't kill me first must be because he saw that I was the weakest...
"
Thinking of this, the little man got up and walked down the mountain. The old man's eerie voice appeared in his ears: "Stop! What are you doing?"
Xiaomanzi turned around, with a simple and honest 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 kindly: "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 easy to pronounce.
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 face 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. They didn't expect that this wonderful book would fall into your hands!"
The old man's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he murmured: "Should I kill him and take away Long Meng Baoxiang Jue... I just said I wouldn't kill him, how can I be dishonest as a human being? 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 period of time, I may be able to raise my self-created Dou Qi method to another level! To kill or not to kill..."
Zhang Debiao felt uneasy in his heart. He knew very well how precious the Longmeng Baoxiang Jue was. The name of the technique, which ranked seventh on the Qigong Fighting Qi list, was 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 a simple and innocent face, "Old man, is this the book you are talking about?"
The old man stared at Long Meng Baoxiang Jue without blinking, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes were fierce. He obviously had the idea of killing people and seizing the book. Unexpectedly, before he had time to do it, the little man had already stuffed the book into him.
In his hand, he said nonchalantly: "Old man, if you want to see 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 had just thought 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 deteriorated to this level?"
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. He was eager to give it away, because his mind was already locked in his mind.
Keep it in mind.
"If I keep this mental method, it will only set me on fire, so I might as well give it to him. This old guy looks like a big shot. If he gets the mental method, he won't even try to kill me."
The "honest and honest" barbarian young man 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 Jia Luo family’s attention will be diverted to this old guy and they will hunt him down in every possible way. Hehe, in this way, no one will notice my little role..."
Unexpectedly, what surprised Zhang Debiao was that the old man actually pushed Long Meng Baoxiang Jue back into his hand, and said with great shame: "I can't take 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 take this book."
, this book is the spiritual cultivation method of the barbarians. It is very brave to practice and it does not match my mental method. 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 Bao Xiang Jue. He was extremely annoyed, and at the same time he also admired the old man's broadmindedness. Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue ranked seventh on the list of Qigong Dou Qi. This kind of temptation is beyond words.
Not strong, but this old man actually refused to take it for the sake of his own peace of conscience. He did have the air 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 had a cold war, 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 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~~ (To be continued)