Zhang Chongmou's figure was stunned as he was thrown away.
He looked at his forearm with completely broken bones, and for a moment he had the slightest doubt about his throne-level cultivation.
"Am I getting old? I haven't fought for too long, so my cultivation and physical body have all declined?"
The arms drooped, hanging down weakly.
Zhang Chongmou reacted suddenly.
"No!"
"no!"
"It's the strength of that Kusakasa boy's attack, it's so terrifying!"
What level of muscle strength is this that can directly break bones with one punch through the spiritual essence of the throne, the blessing of the avenue, and the physical body of the Zhang family's ancestral bear blood?
You know, in that attack just now, the opponent didn't use any spiritual energy at all!
Zhang Chongmou was really panicked at this moment.
Just this punch may not mean anything.
If he really wanted to fight with the opponent, he would even have the confidence to win him directly.
After all, that punch was not completely unstoppable.
In fact, the power of most of his own spiritual skills can crush it.
However, the problem is, is this straw boy really a strong man?
Or is it a throne that looks like a physical body?
This guy came out of nowhere!
It is already difficult enough for a throne-level spiritual master to cultivate, but a throne-level physical body...
"That's not the point either!"
Zhang Chongmou woke up and stopped himself from thinking deeply.
He knew that the real horror of the problem did not come from this.
But if the guy who punches is really capable and is not deceiving himself.
That true power...
sieve!
With the howling wind in his ears, Zhang Zhongmou barely regained some autonomy from his body that was thrown away, and his eyes involuntarily locked onto the young man in guard clothes behind him.
"This guy is truly terrifying!"
I was frightened in my heart, and there was another slight squeak in the back of my head.
Zhang Zhongmou, who had experienced the attack, already understood that it was the little guy wearing a straw hat who was attacking again.
At that terrifying speed, if we weren't really prepared, the throne would suffer a big loss!
But Zhang Chongmou already had experience this time.
He turned over in the void, moved his fingers, and a purple shield flew out of the ring.
boom!
Ah Jie's punch from the back of the head hit the giant purple shield directly.
With a trembling buzz, the formation patterns on the shield were activated, and a dark devouring power swallowed up A Jie's fist.
Zidun shook and expanded slightly, as if he was full, and burped loudly.
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked when he saw it from behind.
This shield is, to say the least, a defensive weapon at the pinnacle of a grandmaster.
Even judging from its strange characteristic of being able to swallow up the power of physical attacks, I'm afraid it is most likely to be at the throne level.
Envy flashed in his eyes. If he could possess such a treasure, it would definitely be a life-saving means at a critical moment!
Zhang Zhongmou, who successfully blocked the blow, also had a look of joy in his eyes.
As a throne-level spiritual master who also possesses the bloodline of the Ancestral Bear, he successfully inspired the Ancestral Bear spirit body.
In daily battles with others, his favorite way of fighting is close combat.
But right now...
Close combat?
So close!
So what about the spirit body of the Ancestral Bear? To put it bluntly, refining a spirit is refining a spirit. How could it be possible to use the method of refining a spirit to compete with a guy who purely cultivates the physical body in close combat?
Zhang Zhongmou seized the gap and instantly opened the distance.
In addition to close combat, his long-range combat power is equally powerful, and even better with the help of the power of heaven.
With a thought, he wanted to take back his "Tian Yuan Wushan".
This throne-level defensive spiritual weapon, which was refined from an entire spiritual mountain, has an average endurance.
After encountering such a powerful attack, there was not even half damage. Just a burp was all it took to resolve everything.
However, when Zhang Zhongmou moved his hand, he discovered that he couldn't take back his "Tianyuan Wushan"?
"what happened?"
Zhang Chongmou was startled, and his spiritual thoughts moved again, but a painful feeling of helplessness came from "Tianyuan Wushan".
"Mom..."
There was a murmur, Zhang Zhongmou's scalp went numb, and he looked suddenly.
I saw Ah Jie tilting his head and his straw hat.
It was holding the purple shield in its hand, staring at the purple shield in front of it with red eyes, as if it was very curious...
What kind of thing can withstand a blow from me without being damaged?
You know, even "Mama"'s head will explode with red things!
"No, it's not..."
Zhang Chongmou looked at Ajie raising his fist, his lips widened and his pupils contracted rapidly.
The next second.
"Boom boom boom boom boom"
A violent and rapid roar exploded in the void.
It's like the bells and drums of death being struck mercilessly, and the hammer that rings the bell also has crazy vibration properties!
Ajie's fist completely turned into an afterimage, and the red light in his eyes suddenly flashed, as if he had discovered something interesting.
This purple shield was not unresponsive after being attacked.
Just a small reaction!
However, every time he punches it, it will still expand uncontrollably.
Even if it is just a little bit, there is a change.
The changes are small, but they add up...
Ajie understood this truth and watched the purple shield in front of him expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a balloon. The more it hit, the more excited it became, and the more it hit, the more energetic it became.
"Boom boom boom"
Zhang Chongmou was dumbfounded.
This is his "Tian Yuan Mist Mountain", which he spent several years and three spiritual formation masters to reluctantly refine.
Things of this level have no price at all.
How could it be so explosive?
"Little friend, stop!"
"Don't mess around!"
The air was quiet for half a second.
"Mom?"
Ah Jie stopped attacking and looked up at Zhang Chongmou.
At this time, the old man in front of him could no longer arouse his interest.
"Tianyuan Wushan" only had time to rest for half a second, and even before it had time to retract, the roar of the virtual space sounded again.
"Boom boom boom"
Visible to the naked eye, this purple shield is turning red very quickly.
It's like a balloon that has been blown to the extreme and will explode in the next second!
"I……"
Zhang Chongmou's whole old face turned green.
"Being cursed, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiaoshou was completely stunned by the attack power of Baby Ajie.
At that time, when I encountered the red dog, my baby was completely imprisoned. What if he let it out?
With this mad dog-like attack speed and intensity...
He can even take the red dog’s last crazy slash in person!
"I was wrong!"
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou expressed his deep apology for ever having doubts about A Jie's fighting ability.
The reason why I haven't been able to show my strong strength in the past is because all the enemies I encountered were instantly killed!
Naturally, we can see the lower limit, but what about the upper limit?