“This posture is a muscle-breaking technique?
 Or is it the older form of Fu Mo Po?
 It’s the same thing anyway, it’s just that the isolation of time caused the monks to change their names.
This boxing technique is quite effective against Hamelin, but when facing me, shouldn't you use the Hundred-Split Fist?
Let me guess, after Hundred Splitting Fist, use Qixiang Fist?
 Or use the so-called fire to subjugate demons after Hundred Splitting Fist?”
 The Hammer continued to provoke, as if he was not afraid of Craig appearing in front of him.
 But this won’t fool Craig!
 The hammer is still fearful!
 Otherwise, the devil would have attacked him at this time based on his habits!
Hundred-Split Fist is followed by Seven-Xiang Fist, which is a common fighting method used by monks from Wuliana’s lineage.
 The latter type is the fighting rhythm that Karasim, who pursues the secrets of boxing, is good at.
"You can try!"
 Craig's legs are slightly bent, ready to use the blast at any time. Whether it is to avoid the hammer's attack or to launch a surprise attack, this is the best way!
"boom!"
"ha!"
 “xia!”
 At this time, three loud noises came!
 The sound was the sound of the wall being directly penetrated!
 The last two sounds are the war cries of barbarians!
 The huge hammer was raised high above his head!
 The ferocious spikes flashed with blood on the head of the hammer!
The arrogant power came along with the surge of wind pressure, locking the huge figure of the hammer!
 Mocott, the merciless one!
After collecting the anger from Rumlow, he wandered around and finally found and arrived at the location of his target!
These barbarian ancestors would not have too much faith in so-called technology!
When he was in Rumlow's body, he had no trust in the so-called monitoring.
 In their eyes, what can be compared to the feeling cultivated after a bloody battle with a near-death experience!?
 The breath of the hammer is doubtful in the hearts of others.
 But in Mocott’s case, it is as clear as a beacon in the dark night!
 Sacrifice is the privilege of the strong!
 So here comes Mokot!
"snort!"
 The hammer roared with intense anger!
 The thick legs were swung upwards like golf clubs!
 Then there was a violent collision!
“Hammer!? Which hammer are you on!?
 The first one was smashed to the ground by Kotur!
 The second one was directly destroyed by the magic bullets used by those mages.
If I remember correctly, the third hammer was turned into a chicken by the witch doctors and then thrown into a manure pit and drowned?
  Which one are you in?
 Tenth? Twentieth? Or you don’t even know which one you are?”
Morcott’s sarcasm was filled with intense excitement!
 He has not faced such a powerful demon for a long, long time!
 It’s rare to find an opponent who is generally evenly matched, so we can’t just fight without saying a word, right?
 At least make some sarcastic remarks and insults during battle.
Otherwise, fighting would be too boring, wouldn’t it?
 “Mocott? I remember you.
 A taciturn stammerer!
 Thank you for reminding me, I am...”
 “Are you being polite to me? Where are your horses!? Come on, come on! Come on again!
 Warrior monk, give me a mantra!"
Mocott rudely interrupted Nian Hammer's words. This change made Nian Hammer a little unable to react.
There seems to be some problem with the information about Mokot obtained from the Earth-beating Demon clan?
Those guys call this thing a taciturn stammer?
At the moment when Nian Hammer was in a daze, the ferocious one-handed hammer had already landed on his head!
Amid a horrifying sharp friction sound, there were several more holes and a deep scratch on the body of the hammer!
Mill Hammer has a rational mind, but his reaction is considered slow among the leader demon group.
This is a racial disadvantage of the Earth-beating Demons, and no one can do anything about it.
 Compared with other demons, attacks from demons like the Earth-beating Demon are easier to dodge.
As long as you act quickly enough, you can still get entangled.
 “Mocott!”
The hammer shouted Mokot's name angrily!
 “Grandpa is here!”
Mocott naturally took over the words, jumped up high, and then hit the hammer on the hammer again!
 “Your strength is...”
“Is it more powerful than the legendary one?”
 “…weakened…fuck!”
 It would be bad if the hammer is interrupted.
 Demons do not like to face barbarians because there is little chance of harming their hearts...
　　Barbarians mostly fight in this rough way.
The original Mokot hammer would have no psychological pressure.
 After all, Mocott at that time was really a taciturn person who stuttered.
Even if Nian Hammer doesn’t speak fast, he can still finish his words smoothly.
It’s a pity that Mocott learned to talk dirty around Rumlow during this time...
“Warrior boy, I remember you seem to be immortal?
 In that case, I suggest you play with the Hammer while I deal with that Hamelin!"
Mocott rounded his arm and hit one of the hammer’s legs with the hammer.
One of the thick legs of the hammer was directly shattered where it connected the body, and then fell down like a beam in a demolished house!
 Morcott’s unique gentleness comes from it.
To be continued...