Barbarian Throne

Although Zhang Debiao is far smarter than his fellow tribesmen, he is still essentially a brave and aggressive barbarian. Even if he lives in the dream world for a lifetime, he cannot change the violent elements in his blood, not to mention that the dream world and the real world are fundamentally different. If a different civilization system uses the rules of the dream world to deal with the affairs of the real world, it will only lead to a broken head.

Like all southern Xinjiang people, he believes that violence cannot solve all problems, but it can solve most problems.

The two prairie warriors rushed forward side by side. Although their speeds were almost the same, their movements were different. The tall and burly man ran like a violent bear, making the ground tremble under his feet, while the other man's steps were erratic, making it difficult to grasp his center of gravity.

These two people are both very good players, they should be on the same level as Donaldson and Sawyer, but they have an extra aura than Donaldson and the others, an aura that only those who are ruthless and murderous can have!

Although they are of the same level, if Donaldson and Sawyer fight against them, they will definitely die!

"Tangsi Jin!"

"Hob power!"

Zhang Debiao received the fists of the two men and immediately knew that something was wrong. The tall prairie warrior's fist was actually limp and had little strength. Instead, it had a few strands of feminine strength like twined threads, twisting the muscles of his right arm and almost The bones and tendons were broken, and even the arm was almost removed!

But the short prairie warrior used an extremely powerful hob. The sharp punch cut the sleeve of his left arm into rags, and his arm seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade. Several wounds!

The two grassland warriors smiled sinisterly, staggered and attacked Zhang Debiao. The shorter warrior's hands seemed to be two big axes, opening and closing widely, creating a fierce wind. The sword energy generated by the power of the hob broke through the wind and made a sharp sound.

But the burly warrior was extremely nimble, running left and right, his hands like holding flowers, with a light and feminine air.

"Boy, doesn't it feel good? Not to mention you, even those masters will fall at the hands of my two brothers!" The short prairie warrior laughed, his voice hoarse and harsh.

Zhang Debiao snorted coldly, and did not dodge the force of his hob. He strode forward with his fist like a gun and sneered at him. The thunder hand and the hob collided with each other, making a loud noise. The short warrior staggered back as if he was drunk, and his right hand fell limply, but the fighting spirit channel in his arm was destroyed by the extremely feminine coffin splitter!

At the same time, two hands of the burly warrior were printed on Zhang Debiao's back one after another, making two muffled sounds.

Two palm prints suddenly appeared on the magic robe behind Zhang Debiao, and the rags flew away like butterflies.

The young man paid no attention to the warrior behind him. He strode to catch up and struck down with a palm. Wind and thunder roared loudly, and he said angrily: "Does it feel good?"

The short warrior was horrified and quickly raised his left arm to parry. With a click, his left arm also hung down limply.

"I'm asking you if you feel good!" Zhang Debiao received two more palms on the back, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat. However, he swallowed it back into his stomach, raised his palms to slap the opponent again, and roared: " answer me!"

The short prairie warrior's hands were crippled, and he watched helplessly as he pressed his palm on the top of his head. Suddenly there was a loud bang in his head, and his brain was completely destroyed by the feminine force of the big coffin splitter, and he knew nothing.

Zhang Debiao beat the short warrior to death with three punches, then turned around and faced another enemy.

The tall and burly prairie warrior saw that he was helpless and resisted hard blows, and his companion was beaten to death by three punches. He was so frightened that he immediately turned around and ran away, shouting: "Kankan Mickey, come and save me!" "

Suddenly, a voice came to his ear: "You slap me four times, and I'll give you one slap in return. If you don't die, I'll let you live!"

The burly warrior felt his opponent's palm stamped on his back, and three strange feminine forces penetrated into his heart. He quickly mobilized his fighting energy and turned it into a silk-winding force to stop him.

Those three strands of feminine strength were wrapped up layer by layer by Tang Si Jin, but they still penetrated into his abdomen. They suddenly exploded, shattering Tang Si Jin and shattering his internal organs!

"Gah, gah... the coffin-cleaving hand of the barbarians..." The burly warrior took two steps forward, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Zhang Debiao killed two powerful enemies, his momentum dissipated, he sat down and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

He seemed majestic just now, like a god descending to earth, but after all, his cultivation level was not high. He relied on his bravery to kill two enemies by exchanging injuries for injuries. After the battle, I felt relaxed and felt pain everywhere in my body, especially the area on my back where the four palms were wrapped with silk. It seemed as if the muscles there had been smashed. There was also a dull pain in my internal organs, and my right arm was injured. The hob scratched her hard and she was still bleeding.

"I can't be a hero anymore. I want to fight with others openly, but I end up with injuries all over my body."

Brother Tai fluttered his wings and flew in front of him, stopping in mid-air with a look of awe in his eyes.

"Aman, you were so cruel just now..." Brother Tai said, tilting his head, and then his attitude became tougher: "Of course, you are a little worse than my Brother Tai!"

Zhang Debiao suddenly remembered something and jumped up suddenly, straining his back muscles. He grinned in pain and said angrily: "You have been looking at me? Where is Xiao Hei? How can you let Xiao Hei and that magician fight in a duel?"

"That magister?" Brother Tai curled his lips and snorted: "He was killed by Xiao Hei before I even got there. It's so boring! Both of you are cruel, but I am not. Next time, Brother Tai, I will Be brutal too!"

Zhang Debiao ignored the tiger's complaints and hurriedly looked back. He saw the giant black dog not far away lying next to the prairie magister. When he saw the owner looking at it, he waggled his tail excitedly, and then looked fiercely. Staring at the Magister's body, he seemed worried that he might come back to life.

The prairie magician bit off his neck and separated his head and neck. Of course he was already dead.

Zhang Debiao walked over and saw that the ground was in a mess, with broken ice chips all over the ground. A stone wall was erected not far away, and a big dog-shaped hole appeared on the stone wall. It was obvious that Xiao Hei had smashed through his hole. Use the stone wall shield to rush to the magician, then smash the ice source shield and bite him to death!

Zhang Debiao couldn't imagine how violent the impact was. He couldn't help but look at Xiao Hei: "Xiao Hei is much more powerful than when he was in the Sunset Forest. It would be difficult for me to fight the Magister head-on, but it is It can easily kill the opponent. Could it be said that it is really a three-headed hell dog?”

"Heizi, get up and obediently transform into three heads for your master!"

The giant black dog stood up and stared at a stone on the ground with his head lowered, as if he was concentrating and trying hard to conjure the other two heads. Zhang Debiao waited expectantly for a long time, but still got no response.

Xiao Hei sat down slumped, his head downcast, covering his face with his front paws, a little too shy to see anyone.

Zhang Debiao patted its head and comforted: "It doesn't matter if it can't change. Why are you arguing with yourself with two extra heads? Let's see what we gain first." With that, he took off the magic wand of the prairie mage. , stuffed into his own package.

There was nothing else on the prairie magister. Zhang Debiao searched for a long time and finally found the ring on his finger. His eyes lit up: "Space ring? Good things must be placed here... My mental power is not enough to open the space." Ring, but there is a little thing that can do it."

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