The hilum of the brain is cracked and bleeding.

Zhang Chongmou's figure was stunned.

He looked at his forearm with completely broken bones, and for a moment he had the slightest doubt about his throne-level cultivation.

"Is it because I'm old? I haven't fought for too long, so my cultivation and my physical body have all regressed?"

The arms drooped and hung down.

Zhang Chongmou reacted suddenly.

"No!"

"Not really!"

"It's the strength of that straw hat's attack, it's terrifying!"

What level of muscle strength is this, so that it can directly pass through the Spirit Yuan of the throne, the blessing of the Great Dao, and the ancestral bear bloodline and body of the Zhang family, and then shatter the bones with one punch?

You must know that with that blow just now, the other party didn't use the spirit element at all!

Zhang Chongmou was really panicked at this moment.

Just this punch may not mean anything.

If he really wants to fight with the other party, even he has the confidence to take it down directly.

After all, that punch was not completely irresistible.

Even, most of its own spiritual power can crush it.

However, the problem is that this straw hat boy is really a strong man?

Or is it a throne that seems to be in the flesh?

What the hell did this guy come out of nowhere!

Throne-level spirit refiners are already difficult enough to cultivate, and the throne-level physical body is ......

"That's not the point!"

Zhang Chongmou woke up and stopped himself from continuing to think deeply.

He knew that the real horror of the problem did not come from this.

It's the guy who punched if he really had the strength and didn't deceive himself.

That true power......

Boom!

With the sound of whistling wind in his ears, Zhang Chongmou was barely regained a little autonomy by his collapsed figure, and his eyes involuntarily locked on the young man in the doorman's clothes behind him.

"This guy is the real terrifying existence!"

I was terrified, and there was a slight snort in the back of my head.

Zhang Chongmou, who had experienced a blow, already understood that this was the little guy wearing a straw hat, and he attacked again.

That terrifying speed, if you don't really take precautions, the throne will also suffer a big loss!

But Zhang Chongmou already has experience this time.

He rolled over in the void, and with a movement of his fingers, a purple shield flew out of the ring.

Rumble!

Ah Jie's punch from the back of the head directly hit this purple giant shield.

In a tremble, the shield pattern was activated, and a dark devouring force swallowed Ah Jie's fist.

The purple shield shook, swelled slightly, as if it had eaten enough, and burped.

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked when he looked at it from behind.

This shield, to say the least, is also a defensive spirit weapon at the peak of the grandmaster.

Even looking at its strange characteristics that can devour the power of physical attacks, I am afraid that it is very likely to be at the throne level.

Envy flashed in his eyes, such a treasure, if he could have it, it would definitely be a means to save his life at a critical moment!

Zhang Chongmou, who successfully blocked the blow, also had a happy eye.

As a throne-level spirit refiner, and also has the blood of the ancestral bear, he has successfully stimulated the ancestral bear spirit body.

On weekdays, when fighting with others, his favorite way to fight is to be close to the body.

But for now......

Close combat?

It's a fart!

What about the ancestral bear spirit body, to put it bluntly, the spirit refining is spirit refining, how can it be possible to use the means of spirit refining to compete with a guy who cultivates the flesh body in close quarters?

Zhang Chongmou seized the gap and instantly opened the distance.

In addition to hand-to-hand combat, his long-range combat power is equally strong, and even with the help of the power of the Heavenly Dao, it is even better.

As soon as his spiritual thoughts moved, he wanted to take back his "Tianyuan Fog Mountain".

This throne-level defensive spirit weapon refined from an entire spiritual mountain has an average bearing capacity.

Under such a powerful attack, not even half of the damage was made, just a full burp was to dissolve everything.

However, Zhang Chongmou made a move, but found that his "Tianyuan Fog Mountain" could not be recovered?

"What's going on?"

Zhang Chongmou was stunned, and his spiritual thoughts moved again, but there was a painful feeling of powerlessness from the "Tianyuan Fog Mountain".

"Ma Ma ......"

A murmur sounded, Zhang Chongmou's scalp was numb, and he looked at it suddenly.

I saw Ah Jie tilting his head and slanting his hat.

It held the purple shield in its hand, and stared at the purple shield in front of it with red light in its eyes, as if it was very curious......

What kind of thing can resist a blow from itself without destroying it?

You know, even the head of "Ma Ma" will burst out with red things!

"No, it's not......"

Zhang Chongmou watched Ah Jie raise his fist, his lips opened wide, and his pupils contracted rapidly.

The next second.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

A furious, rapid roar exploded in the void.

It's like the bell drum of death being relentlessly beaten, and the mallet that rings the bell also has its own crazy vibration attributes!

Ah Jie's fist completely turned into an afterimage, and the red light in its eyes suddenly shone, as if it had discovered something interesting.

This purple shield, after being attacked, was not unresponsive.

It's just that the reaction is small!

However, every time his punch falls, it will still swell irrepressibly a little.

Even if it's just a little bit, there is a change.

The changes are small, but they add up......

Ah Jie understood this truth, and watched the purple shield in front of him expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a balloon, and the more it hit, the more excited it became, and the more it hit, the more energetic it became.

"Boom, boom—"

Zhang Chongmou was dumbfounded.

This is his "Tianyuan Fog Mountain", which was barely refined by spending several years of effort, plus three Spirit Array Great Grandmasters.

Something of this level is simply priceless.

How can it be so explosive?

"Little friend, stop!"

"Don't mess around!"

The air was quiet for half a second.

"Mama?"

Ah Jie stopped his attack and glanced up at Zhang Chongmou.

At this time, the old man in front of him could no longer arouse half of his interest.

The "Tianyuan Fog Mountain" only had time to rest for half a second, and it didn't even have time to retract, and the roar of the void space rang out again.

"Boom, boom—"

Visible to the naked eye, this purple shield is turning red at an extremely fast pace.

It's like a balloon has been blown to the extreme, and the next second, it's about to explode!

"I ......"

Zhang Chongmou's whole old face turned green.

"Cursed, passive, 1. ”

Xu Xiaoshou was completely stunned by the attack power of Ah Jie's baby.

That's when I encountered the red dog at that time, my baby was completely imprisoned, and if I let it out.

With the speed and strength of this mad dog's attack......

You can even take the last crazy slash of the red dog in person!

"I was wrong!"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou expressed his deep apologies for having doubts about Ah Jie's combat effectiveness in his heart.

The dare lover family failed to exert too much strength before, because the enemies encountered were all killed directly!

In this way, the lower limit can be seen, but what about the limit?