Chapter 231: Becoming a Dou Sheng

The last time Sisyphus fought against Zhang Debiao, his fighting spirit was suppressed by the large gravity field, and his cultivation could only be used at 30 to 40%. Therefore, as soon as he fought against Zhang Debiao, his dragon-shaped body was broken, and he immediately turned around and left, not daring to fight.

As soon as he left, General Bollen and Fire Lord naturally did not dare to fight anymore and retreated one after another. That defeat was regarded by him as a great shame and humiliation. This time when Zhang Debiao came to attack, Sisyphus suppressed his anger and naturally wanted to take the lead in challenging him.

At this moment, without the suppression of the large gravity field, his fighting spirit was vigorously circulating, and it was so powerful that he instantly turned into a half-human, half-dragon monster, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus. A burst of dragon power burst out of his body, and with a loud roar, his sharp claws He grabbed forward hard, and a big, jagged hand seemed to be able to catch the opponent in the palm of his hand!

"De Biao Manhammer, last time my powerful Tianlong Qi was suppressed by the gravity field, I lost half of my moves and gave you the upper hand. But this time there is no strong gravity field. Your Dragon Meng Baoxiang can't even think about it. Show off your majesty in front of the mighty Tianlong Jue!"

Zhang Debiao did not dodge, he took a long breath, his body grew rapidly, condensed the true body of the devil, he also punched forward, and said with a smile: "Your fighting spirit is suppressed by the large gravity field, so am I not? Your great power Tianlong is far worse than the real dragon clan!"

This time, the demon god's true form has given up on the flashy four-armed form. For masters at their level, the physical body is extremely powerful, and complex techniques such as sword energy, sword energy, and fighting spirit form are of little use. Only the physical body and the surging fighting spirit are the foundation!

If he becomes a fighting saint and practices the God of War Art to the highest level, the four-armed God of War form, then the three heads and six arms will fully exert their maximum power, but it is not possible yet.

boom!

The two people met with claw fists, and a series of banging sounds suddenly broke out. However, Sisyphus was no match for Zhang Debiao's strength. His thick arm muscles exploded one by one, and blood and flesh splattered everywhere!

Zhang Debiao also had five more blood marks on his fist, but they were injured by dragon claws. Sisyphus grunted and took a step back, causing a deep pit to explode on the ground under his feet. His right arm was almost broken by his force and twisted backwards. Then he roared again and swung his left hand forward heavily. , seems to be tearing the other party in half!

At the same time, the thick and long dragon tail behind him swept from back to front, like a giant green python, crackling the space. Zhang Debiao raised his arm to grab the tail of the dragon that was sweeping towards him, and met Sisyphus' claw with his left fist.

But they saw that the flesh and blood of Sisyphus's right hand grew rapidly, and almost in an instant it became a complete arm. Dense green scales quickly covered the skin, and the muscles expanded rapidly under the skin, becoming extremely thick, and he could be chopped off on the head!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two of them did not dodge or dodge, resisting each other's attacks head-on, and the sound of critical strikes was endless. In the blink of an eye, they fought more than a hundred times. Every time they fought, Sisyphus couldn't help but take a step back. In a moment, he took a step back a hundred times. After a few steps, big holes were left on the ground!

Wow!

Sisyphus received another punch from Zhang Debiao, and finally couldn't help but spit out blood. He flew backwards and fell into the dust. His muscles all over his body burst and exploded. He was covered in blood, like a blood dragon. It was terrible to see. , even the dragon's tail was beaten to pieces!

Zhang Debiao strode forward and was about to slap him to death when suddenly he heard a crackling sound and a huge white line suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It whizzed towards his throat and there was a loud noise, which was extremely accurate. It hit his Adam's apple!

An indescribable icy air invaded his throat, and even his fighting spirit seemed to be frozen, and the Titan Fu Neng Sheng rune also appeared to be running stagnantly!

Zhang Debiao was startled and retreated quickly. The white line followed him like a shadow, like a giant python. It exploded continuously and stabbed his throat continuously at an unimaginable speed.

"Tourmaline Knife, come out!"

Zhang Debiao stepped back a hundred steps and shouted loudly. The tourmaline knife swam out from the space ring and collided with the white line. The two weapons were retracted at the touch, circling and flying around the two of them.

Only then did Zhang Debiao have time to take a breath and force out the cold air from his throat. He felt a stream of warm liquid flowing down from his Adam's apple. However, he was stabbed hundreds of times by the strange weapon, finally breaking his demonic form. He was stabbed in the throat and almost had his neck cut!

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The white light connected countless bones together and turned into a hundred-meter-long bone sword. The other end fell into the palm of an old man in the God King's Palace and coiled around the old man for several weeks, like a big snow-white insect.

I saw that the bone sword was the skeleton of an abyss holy-level monster, the Demon Domain Frostworm. Frostworms and dark centipedes are natural enemies. It is also the overlord among many strong men in the abyss. I don’t know who refined its skeleton. It has become a legendary weapon, similar to the Tourmaline Knife.

"This sword is called Frostworm."

The old man didn't say much and said calmly: "What I practice is the worm's dream, combined with the frost insect sword, it's perfect."

Zhang Debiao looked at the frost insect sword and said with a smile: "The attack speed of Xingying Mengjue is fast, but the attack power is weak. Combined with the frost insect sword, it is enough to make up for the lack of attack power. Moreover, the frost insect sword is extremely cold and specializes in destroying Titan's power." The defensive mental techniques such as victory, combined with the spider worm's dream, are indeed invulnerable. However, I have also practiced the spider worm's dream technique!"

The old man snorted coldly, and suddenly moved towards Zhang Debiao. As fast as a flash of light, the frost insect sword flashed through the air in phantoms. Looking from a distance, it seemed that countless hundred-meter frost insects, poisonous dragons and pythons appeared in the air. There was so much excitement in the sky that more than four hundred swords were stabbed out in an instant!

Because he struck too quickly, more than four hundred swords were connected together, and there seemed to be more than four hundred giant frost insect beasts in the sky, covering the sky and the sun!

Zhang Debiao also took action. His demon god's real body was huge, even comparable to a mountain giant. People with such a large body usually move clumsily, but he appeared to be extremely dexterous, and his speed was no less than that of the old man in the God King's Palace. .

His attack speed was even more astonishing, no slower than that of the old man. The left half of the sky was filled with dense frost insect behemoths, while the right half of the sky was filled with countless emerald centipedes!

The two finally fought, and saw countless emerald centipedes and frost insect beasts crashing into each other in the air, twisting, intertwining, and impacting each other. The two of them fought countless times in an instant. The area covered by the emerald centipede and the giant frost insect became wider and wider, forcing the other masters of the God King Palace to retreat with horrified expressions on their faces.

"This barbarian boy is indeed a master. He is actually proficient in several unique skills!"

"He is not a fighting saint, and it seems that he is not a match for the nephew of Master Danmas. How could the nephew of Master Danmas die in his hands?"

Before they finished speaking, the two of them had already decided the winner. The old man let out a long scream and fell a thousand meters away. His hands and feet were cut off. The Frostworm Sword also disintegrated and shattered on the ground. It was cut into countless pieces by Zhang Debiao's tourmaline sword!

Having their hands and feet cut off is not a big injury to the Sword Master. They have cultivated to the realm of the origin of life, their flesh and blood are reborn, and their hands and feet will grow back soon.

The reason why the old man screamed so miserably was probably because the Frost Insect Sword was destroyed. The sword was chopped into pieces, which was tantamount to destroying half of his cultivation!

Zhang Debiao didn't have an easy time either. Countless wounds exploded all over his body, and they were all sealed by frost, but there was no bleeding. After a while, the fighting spirit drove away the cold air, and then blood beads flowed out.

"Amazing, amazing! This old guy has practiced the Art of Dreaming to a level comparable to that of Aragorn, and his speed is a few points faster than mine. The masters of the God King's Palace cannot underestimate him."

On the cities on both sides of the Blackwater River, countless experts were watching this battle, dazzled by the sight. Some were surprised, some admired, and some were jealous.

"Aman, this little bastard, didn't expect that he has reached such a high level. Even the sword master of the God King's Palace can't do anything to him..." Bai Dilansi stared at the battle with his eyes wide open, and said proudly: "This The boy still owes me half a million gold coins!"

"That's my nephew!"

The lame man Langtu leaned on a cane and said with a smile: "He didn't understand anything when he was a child, but I told him what fighting spirit is. In terms of seniority, he still calls me uncle!"

"oh?"

Bai Dilan was immediately interested, then glanced at the lame man, and suddenly lost interest again.

The lame man snorted coldly and said angrily: "Don't look at my lame leg. When I go to the battlefield, I can run faster than anyone else and kill harder than anyone else!"

"That is, that is."

Old Baidi complimented him casually and said: "Rock Wildhammer, be careful about this brother of yours and never let him go to the battlefield. If he does, he will die faster than anyone else."

Rock Wildhammer looked at the frantic Langtu and couldn't help laughing. Then he looked worriedly at the Blackwater River battlefield and said: "General Aldan, will Ahman be okay?"

Aldan's eyes followed Zhang Debiao's figure and he had no time to look back, saying: "It's okay, his strength has not been fully exerted yet. Unless the masters from the God King's Palace attack together to kill him, none of those people will be able to kill him." His opponent!" At this point, General Zhu of the Black Banner Forbidden Army said silently: "Aman, with so many masters and so many experiences, it depends on whether you can become a fighting saint!"

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The magic legion and a group of magicians were floating in the air. General Brotuo of the Zhu Kingdom frowned slightly and said seriously: "Another great master has appeared among the barbarians in southern Xinjiang. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing..."

A Yuhou asked curiously: "Now that our two countries are at war, it is naturally a good thing for a master who is comparable to a fighting saint to appear in southern Xinjiang. Why does the general say this?"

Bulatuo shook his head and said: "This boy from southern Xinjiang reminds me of a southern Xinjiang man thousands of years ago, Holy Father Amuli. Do you know what Amuli did back then?"

Without waiting for anyone else to answer, Bulatuo said: "At that time, the beast tribe ruled the continent, with strong soldiers and horses, and all other races were enslaved by the beast tribe. Amuli became a fighting saint at that time, leading the barbarian army to sweep away all the beast tribe's forces. Attack the Temple of War, kill the orcs until they lose their armor, and are defeated, and even kill them They were forced to survive on another continent. Fortunately, Amuli disappeared after driving away the beasts. Otherwise, the barbarians would rule the entire world! If there is another Amuli among the barbarians, it is our human race that rules the barbarians. For a character like that, hey, the fate of my human race can be imagined..."

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On the battlefield, several masters from the God King Palace came out to challenge, practicing the Titan Fu Neng Sheng and War God Techniques respectively. These people were not as knowledgeable as him in martial arts. Each of these masters from the God King Palace was specialized in one discipline. Martial arts, and cultivate this martial arts to the extreme, the skills are thorough and can operate freely.

This is exactly what Zhang Debiao does not possess.

His demon god true body comes from six kinds of unique skills, Longmeng Baoxiang, Titan Fensheng, Da Chi Tian Demon God Jue, God of War Jue, Ant Dream Jue and Da Tian Demon White Bone True Body. These unique skills were condensed into a kind of mental method by him, but he did not practice the specialties of the six unique skills to the extreme!

Many elders in the God King Palace practiced various mental methods to the highest level. Fighting with them had a great enlightenment effect on his vision and cultivation. Moreover, his combat experience was constantly climbing up, and he finally touched the realm of Dou Sheng again!

Not only that, fighting with these strong men not only sharpened his martial arts insights, but also sharpened his mind to be more rounded and mature.

Every battle is a rare life experience.

Zhang Debiao only felt that he was getting closer and closer to that realm, and it seemed that the realm of Dou Sheng was the surface of the water, and he was diving up from underwater. As long as he surfaced, it would be a whole new world!

Unconsciously, his mind had completely sunk into the silent world under the water. His punches became heavier and heavier, and the power in his hands became stronger and stronger. Rumbling, his hands were as heavy as a mountain!

The elder of the God King Palace who fought with him was a great master who had cultivated Titan Fu Neng Sheng to the realm of Thunder Titan. Originally, he could still compete with him with his extremely strong body. Who knew that Zhang Debiao's fists were getting heavier and heavier, equivalent to lifting two snow-capped mountains of the God King Palace with both hands and smashing them down on him!

At the realm of Thunder Titan, the physical strength has surpassed the legendary weapons. The Titan Fu Neng Sheng rune has been cultivated to the bones, making it indestructible. Who knew that Zhang Debiao's punch would smash his rune out of his body, and countless runes danced in the air, crackling and breaking!

After a few punches, Zhang Debiao completely destroyed his Titan Fu Neng Sheng, broke the indestructible body of Thunder Titan, and even the bones were shaken to have dense cracks!

At this moment, Zhang Debiao's attack power has far exceeded the legendary weapons. It can even be said that his body and his fists are an amazing and peerless weapon!

"This kid is out of control!"

Sword Saint Torres saw that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted: "Elder Baldek is about to be beaten to death by him, everyone attack together!"

The five great sword saints and the six great holy magicians shouted together and attacked each other. The force of these strong men is far greater than that of ordinary sword saints and holy magicians. This time they joined forces to attack, and the sky and the earth changed color. The thirty miles around the Black Water River are their battlefields!

Zhang Debiao shuttled back and forth among countless swords and magic, and took everyone's attacks. The fighting spirit in his body became heavier and purer, and the running speed became faster and faster. The moves on his hands were also strange, from the simplest fighting skills, to complex fighting skills, to extremely complex and complicated sword saint skills, and finally turned into extremely exquisite moves on his hands, all kinds of!

Some of these moves were extremely simple, some were full of flaws, and some were extremely powerful, but no matter how simple or full of flaws, they seemed to have no flaws in his hands.

Zhang Debiao finally couldn't help it and let out a long whistle. The sound spread far away, shaking the Black Water River, and the wind and waves surged. The sound of the waves was surging, stirring up waves several feet high, rushing to the shore in waves!

Before the whistle fell, a spiritual force and fighting spirit soared into the sky and crashed into the sky. This spirit was as straight as a pillar. Under the sunlight, it was colorful and brilliant!

Torres and others whistled in unison, and the offensive was more urgent. Each of them released their own spirits, and the pillars of air hit the sky with a rumbling sound. The spirit of the Saint Mage was completely different from that of the Sword Saint. It was a highly condensed pillar of air of the six elements.

The one who practiced fire magic was a pillar of fire, and the fire sprayed out flames like a red-hot copper pillar.

The one who practices water magic is a crystal clear water column, emitting boundless icy air.

The wind column is as sharp as a knife, and countless annihilation blades shuttle back and forth in the wind column. The earth column is thick and simple, heavy as a mountain, and cannot be shaken. The light column shines brightly, sacred and solemn. The undead holy magician is a black tower, towering into the clouds!

These people have completely moved their murderous intentions, killing thoughts, and killing intentions to completely wipe out this young master of the southern border barbarians. On the one hand, they have avenged the great shame of the God King Temple and the blood feud of the Holy Temple, and on the other hand, they have fought with anger!

Douqi is the surging anger in the warrior's body!

Zhang Debiao roared continuously, and the moves in his hands were also changing, faintly showing endless mystery, as if it was rich in a truth that existed between heaven and earth from ancient times to the present. He took on the attacks of the twelve holy masters, and finally the ever-changing moves came to an end, and he opened his big hand and clenched it hard!

With this grip, the column of energy fell down with a bang and poured into the whole body!

With this grip, the whole body's energy and spirit were held in the hand, heavy and vast!

With this grip, it seemed that the natural world was also under control, and the wind was light and the clouds were calm!

The faces of the twelve masters of the God King Palace changed drastically, and they said in unison: "Fighting to win? No! Form a defense!"

The six great sword saints stood in front of the Holy Mage, and the six hands also changed in a thousand ways, but it was completely different from Zhang Debiao's one-handed cover. The thousands of changes in the one-handed cover were all attack moves, while their hands changed in a thousand ways but followed another wonderful technique, all of which were defense, without any attack method!

The moves of the six sword saints' hands evolved to the limit, and they used the last change abruptly, and spit out blood together. Six people, twelve big hands, sealed in front of them!

"Stand still!"

This move is also a move in the final of the battle. Covering the sky with one hand is the main attack, which can break the void, while standing still is the main defense, sealing the space together with himself.

Zhang Debiao finally punched out, and the space in front of him suddenly tore into a dark hole, crashing into the twelve masters!

The strongest defense finally met the strongest attack!

After all, Torres and others had not perfected the thirty-seven Dou Qi channels, nor had they learned the mental techniques to fight and win. Their complacency was suddenly broken. Twelve people vomited blood and fell from all directions!

Twelve extremely powerful men were all seriously injured in one blow!

Zhang Debiao slowly raised his hands, looked at them carefully, with a mysterious smile on his lips, and murmured: "So this is the Fighting Saint, this is the origin of life..."

Click! Click!

Balls of flesh and blood emerged from his armpits, growing crazily and forming four arms in the blink of an eye. Together with the original two arms, there were six arms in total.

Zhang Debiao stretched out three hands, gently shook them, and held Heavenly Punishment in his hand. He saw that spiritual power filled the circle of Heavenly Punishment, and gradually formed a huge eye of truth.

The Eye of Punishment!

"Haha, this is the origin of the spirit..." Zhang Debiao held the Heavenly Punishment in his hand and couldn't help laughing loudly. The sound was like thunder, reaching the ears of hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides of the Blackwater River, shocking the hearts of the people.

And around his feet were battlefield ruins with a radius of more than thirty miles, filled with the fists and spiritual thoughts of thirteen strong men.

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I finally wrote that classmate Aman has become a fighting saint. Thinking about the fighting plot these days, my hair has turned gray, so the update speed has been a bit slow. When I saw the comments in the book review area, the resentment among the readers is very deep. …

Brother Tai, Xiao Hei, let's go and ask who has any resentment, so we can wait for him...

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