The barbarians of Southern Xinjiang have always been a people with supreme theocratic power, and the divine power even overrides the imperial power, so Tanya Temple has the supreme status in the hearts of the people of Southern Xinjiang.
Although three hundred years ago, the temple elder of the Jia Luo tribe, the general of the Zhu Kingdom of the Black Banner Barbarians, split the temple under the instruction of the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, took away most of the martial arts in the temple, and then established the Five Lords.
City, trying to reduce the sacred status of Tanya Temple in the hearts of southern Xinjiang people to the lowest point.
But to this day, the beliefs of the people in southern Xinjiang have not changed. If Shijialuo really dares to kill the temple elders on the street in Tianmang City, the Jialuo people will inevitably be exterminated.
Although the Temple of Tanya has declined, it still represents the supreme divine power, and even the nobles of Southern Xinjiang in the city admire it.
So when Zhang Debiao slapped his young master in the face in front of Shi Jialuo, he could only watch and let Zhang Debiao walk away.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, this kid won't live long." Shi Jialuo's feminine voice sounded, and he said softly: "Kill him outside the city and no one will know that it was me."
Prince Nanming took a long breath. He was also a person who did great things. He knew that if he got angry and lost his position at this time, Shijialuo would definitely look down on him and might hesitate to join Nanming. He reluctantly smiled and said: "That's good work.
My lord, I also want to see the strength of the Jialuo clan and the heritage of the wealthy family."
"The little capital of our Jialuo clan is naturally not in the eyes of His Highness, but we can indeed be regarded as a powerful family in southern Xinjiang!" Shi Jialuo laughed and immediately ordered the experts in the clan to track Zhang Debiao outside the city.
Where there is no one around, kill him on the spot.
Prince Nanming saw that these people were all the younger generation of the Jialuo tribe. They all had great skills and deep fighting spirit, with fighting spirit as strong as a gang and fighting spirit as sharp as a sword. He couldn't help but admire them secretly in his heart.
If you want to know the background of a big family, you don't look at how strong the older generation of masters are, but at the quantity and quality of the younger generation. After all, the older generation will grow old and die soon, but the younger generation is the most important.
The future of the family.
This time, the Jialuo clan dispatched a younger generation of masters. Among them, two people have reached the peak of fighting spirit like a sword, and there are three people who have just entered the realm of fighting spirit like a sword. The others are all masters of fighting spirit like a gang, which cannot but surprise Prince Nanming.
The nobles in Tianmang City are all the descendants of the famous generals of the southern Xinjiang barbarians during the founding of the People's Republic of China. They have been nobles from the moment they landed in Aoao. They have been given titles and titles. It can be said that they were born with a golden key.
These aristocratic families all have ancestral martial arts, and the people of Southern Xinjiang are born with a brave and combative nature. They do not abandon their ancestral martial arts just because they are nobles. Therefore, there are often masters in these aristocratic families.
After people leave home, they will serve in the Black Flag Army and hone themselves in the army.
Especially for a large family like the Jialuo clan, after three hundred years of development, they have spread out and have thousands or even tens of thousands of people, and masters are emerging one after another.
The reason why Prince Nanming and the Emperor wooed Shi Jialuo, and even secretly gave him the Ziluo Tianzheng Jue, which ranked eighth on the Qigong Dou Qi list, was because of the strength of the Jialuo clan. After all, the Jialuo clan was the Black Flag Suppressing Barbarian Soldier Pillar.
As a descendant of a great general, this profound heritage cannot be matched by aristocratic families from other places.
After a while, the experts hurriedly came back and said: "Chief, that boy didn't leave the city at all, but was invited by the Moro family."
Shijialuo's expression changed slightly: "Zongmoluo has such long hands and feet!"
Prince Nanming asked quickly: "Who are the Moro family?"
"The Moro family is the second largest family in Tianmang City. They have repeatedly competed with our Jialuo family for the position of Tianmang Barbarian King. They also have great power in the Black Flag Army of Tianmang City. This time they invited that boy to be their guest. I'm sure
Nothing good happens!" Shi Jialuo said solemnly.
At Tianmanmoluo's house, a powerful and tall old man reached out and patted Zhang Debiao on the shoulder, admiring: "Elder Aman, you beat Nanming's boy in front of Shijialuo. I admire your courage very much!
Good fight, if their old monster wasn't just a little bit more powerful than me, I'd be eager to beat him up!"
A middle-aged man next to him had a grimace, glanced at Zhang Debiao, and said, "Abba, if we invite Elder Debiao Manhammer to be our guest, won't we offend the Jia Luo tribe?"
The old man glared at him and said indifferently: "I'm not even afraid, what the hell are you afraid of? If you want to offend me, I already offended you three hundred years ago. Those old people from the Jialuo tribe can't do anything to us.
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This old man's name is Zong Moruo. He is the leader of the older generation of the Moro family. He has a hot temper. When he heard that Zhang Debiao had hurt Shi Jialuo's face, he was even happier than he was. He stopped him excitedly and insisted on inviting him as a guest.
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Zhang Debiao saw that this old man was careless, his clothes were sloppy, and he was even more ragged than him. He didn't look like a senior at all. He thought he was joking, but he didn't know that what he said was true until he arrived at the Moro family. He met many Moro family members along the way.
The younger generation of masters all respectfully called the old man "ancestor".
This middle-aged man's name is Yin Moruo. He is the current clan leader and a master on the same level as Shi Jia Luo. However, he has a decent temperament and is not as cheerful and heroic as Zong Moruo.
Zongmoluo patted Zhang Debiao's shoulder again and said with a smile: "Elder Aman..."
Zhang Debiao quickly said: "Just call me Aman."
Patriarch Yin Moruo said quickly: "How can that be done? You are the elder of the temple..."
"I just like his temperament!" The fiery-tempered old man kicked aside the head of the Moro family and said with a smile: "Aman, you can serve as a temple elder at a young age, so you must be outstanding.
, come on, let’s fight!”
Yin Moruo stood aside with a grimace and looked at Zhang Debiao, signaling for him to refuse immediately.
Zhang Debiao was startled. Although he didn't know the strength of the old guy Zongmoluo, but from the old man's tone, it seemed that he didn't take Shi Jia Luo seriously, and was only very afraid of the "old monster" of the Jia Luo tribe.
His martial arts cultivation must be extremely high, and he quickly said: "How can this junior be the opponent of my senior?"
After hearing this, Zongmoluo immediately said displeased: "I call you Aman, how can you call me senior? Just call me Azong, or Lao Zong. Otherwise, let's have a relationship, I will be the elder brother, and you will be the younger brother.
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Patriarch Yin Moruo's face had already darkened. If Zhang Debiao really had a relationship with Zong Moruo, wouldn't he want to call him uncle Zhang Debiao?
Zhang Debiao saw his expression and said quickly: "I'd better call you Lao Zong."
Yin Moruo breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him gratefully, and thought to himself: "Abba is getting more and more backward as he lives, A Zong? Fortunately he can think of it, Abba really thinks that he is only fourteen or fifteen years old...
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Zongmoluo looked at Zhang Debiao and said: "Don't worry, I won't bully you. Your cultivation is not bad, your fighting spirit is like a gang, and your mental power..." Suddenly a mental storm broke out, pressing towards Zhang Debiao, and with his mental power
He stopped at the first touch and said in surprise: "There are also thirteen levels of spiritual power. Have you been cultivating spiritual power since your mother's womb? In this way, my self-proclaimed cultivation and fighting spirit will be at the same level as you. How about that?"
Zhang Debiao couldn't refuse, but he also became competitive in his heart and said with a smile: "Then please give me some advice, Lao Zong!"
Zongmoluo shouted loudly: "Okay!" He suddenly rushed towards him and bumped his shoulder hard. Zhang Debiao immediately flew out and landed more than ten meters away. There was a faint pain in his chest: "This old man actually hit him when he said it."
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As soon as he landed, he saw the old man Zong Moro jump more than ten meters away, and with infinite power, he punched him hard!
Zhang Debiao swarmed out with fighting spirit and punched him. If it was a pure comparison of strength, he didn't believe that the old man could match him. The two fists met, and Zongmoluo couldn't help shaking his arms and praised: "It's so big.
strength!"
Suddenly, his five fingers spread out and popped out quickly like playing a pipa. They hit Zhang Debiao's fist bones one after another, and there was a loud sound like a heavy blow from a sledgehammer!
Especially the slight swipe of the thumb at the end was like pounding it with a sledgehammer!
Zhang Debiao couldn't help but staggered back, and he couldn't help but feel horrified. He had fought many masters with fighting spirit like knives, and he was very complacent in thinking that he could be regarded as a master. However, he fell into the trap as soon as he fought against Zong Moro.
Downwind, and this Zongmoluo is using the realm of Dou Qi Ru Gang, and his mental power is on the same level as his own, there is absolutely no adulteration!
"The fighting skills on the five fingers, the burst of power can actually defeat my Nine Bulls. This is the first time I have seen this kind of martial arts!"
Zhang Debiao's mind suddenly changed, and his hands suddenly burst out with the sound of wind and thunder, like two large swords, and struck Zongmoluo fiercely.
"You haven't suffered yet? Even though the Thunderbolt Technique is an advanced mental technique, it still can't break my lotus finger!"
Zongmoluo laughed loudly, and the ten fingers of his hands bloomed like lotus flowers, and they flicked on the edge of Zhang Debiao's palm one after another. Suddenly, the old man's fingers trembled violently, and he quickly retreated. He was surprised and said: "The Thunderbolt Technique and the Spiral Energy of the Dragon Cavalry Forbidden Army were all defeated by you."
Mixed together? What a genius!"
Zhang Debiao strode forward, slashing horizontally and vertically with his hands like two mountain axes, and laughed loudly: "This is my improved thunder hand, doesn't it taste good?"
"So-so!"
Zongmoluo chuckled, and suddenly the wind in his palm became sharper, saying: "Watch me smash your thunder hand with my sword!"
Zhang Debiao felt that the old man's fighting spirit was like two sharp knives inserted into his Spiral Jin. The Spiral Jin could not crush his fighting spirit at all. Instead, his palm seemed to be pierced by sharp knives. He quickly used the Ben Lei Jue Qiankun Jue and the Spiral Jin.
The three mental processes operate simultaneously.
Just listen to a bang sound, the encounter between Zhan Dao Jin and Ben Lei Shou is like two huge copper bells hitting each other fiercely, the sound is long and lingering, and the artistic conception is far-reaching!
Zongmoluo once again showed shock when he saw that his stabbing force could not penetrate the fighting spirit that was as thick as an iron wall. The integration of the Thunderbolt Technique and the Spiral Strength was not that difficult. One of these two mental techniques is to cultivate fighting spirit.
One is the force-generating technique, which goes hand in hand, but coupled with another advanced mental method, Qiankun Jue, it has to be surprising!
"Only a great master who knows himself well can apply the three different mental methods without any hindrance. Has this kid's mental state cultivation reached the realm of a master? It seems that I can't hide my clumsiness and have to use my true skills.
Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a shame to be thrown into the family if he was defeated in one move?”
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