The golden spiritual power on the tyrant's giant hammer appeared, and the originally pitch-black giant hammer emitted a shining golden light. Under the Heavenly Martial Artist, as long as the spiritual power changes color, it must be a release of martial arts. The Southern Poison Sect is a force that is not weaker than the Beast Fighting Sect, so when the tyrant was about to release his martial arts, Wang Tianhao's face was also solemn.

His center of gravity sank, his black wind stick was clenched tightly in his hand, and his eyes were leveled ahead.

I saw that on the tyrant's giant hammer, the golden light became more and more dazzling, and then the giant hammer in the tyrant's hand was thrown back fiercely, and at the same time, the tyrant's heel was raised, and the whole body quickly rotated with the dinner.

The giant hammer with golden light formed a wonderful circular surface under the rapid rotation, but Wang Tianhao didn't have the heart to appreciate this seemingly wonderful scene. The spiritual power fluctuations coming from the giant hammer made him dare not underestimate it in the slightest.

"Hahaha, let's let you taste the power of this King Kong Nine Hammer!"

After the tyrant turned dozens of times, he stopped, but the golden light on the hammer head was already a little dazzling, and there was even a fiery red faint in the center of the hammer head under the golden light.

King Kong Nine Hammers, Yellow-level martial arts, as the name suggests, this set of hammer methods has a total of nine attacks, these nine times, each time will be stronger than the previous one, rumored to be, someone even used the last hammer to hammer a mountain cliff.

"This is my most powerful martial art, you can die under the Nine Hammers of King Kong, you can also be proud!"

The tyrant's face was a blood-red color, and I don't know if it was because of excitement or if it was still a little difficult to control this martial art. All in all, the momentum of the tyrant's whole person has completely changed at this moment, and the aura on his body seems to be a different person compared to before. If the previous tyrant was like a sleeping tiger, now this tiger has come to his senses.

Wang Tianhao's center of gravity fell, and the expression on his face was very calm, but the smile at the beginning was gone. He could feel the power of the coming attack, and he couldn't afford to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

"First hammer!"

A hideous look appeared on the tyrant's face, and the giant hammer smashed towards Wang Tianhao with a shocking momentum under his control.

Wang Tianhao's center of gravity went down slightly again, and then the black wind stick turned around in his hand, held the stick with both hands, and slammed it upward. The giant hammer and the stick collided, and the tyrant's body took two steps back, and Wang Tianhao was still standing in place.

But the tyrant was shaken away, but there was no anger or surprise on his face. It seemed that everything was in his expectation. After stabilizing his body, the tyrant's second hammer did not pause and struck again.

Wang Tianhao frowned slightly, this tyrant's attack seemed to be a little different from that momentum, and it didn't have the power he imagined. However, although he was puzzled, Wang Tianhao still held the black wind stick and rushed forward.

The Hammer and the Black Wind Stick collided together, making another screeching metal thump.

But this time, Wang Tianhao felt that the power coming from the giant hammer was obviously much greater than the first hammer.

"I see, does the power of each hammer increase?

Wang Tianhao's body was shocked back two steps. His tongue licked his slightly dry lips, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes! And this feeling has always been what Wang Tianhao longs for the most. From childhood. He likes to fight, so he joined the royal family of the Foehn Kingdom, and later became the leader of the guard because he stood out in battle. And then later. He was framed, and he actually wanted to resist, but the power of one person at that time. There is no way to resist the royal family. After being rescued by Yang Yi, he really enjoyed the thrill of fighting. He likes the kind of opponent that makes him feel dangerous, and he likes to grow in real combat.

And now, after gaining the inheritance in the ruins, Wang Tianhao has finally met an opponent who can threaten him.

"The third hammer!"

The tyrant's third hammer came towards Wang Tianhao with a roar, Wang Tianhao gritted his teeth violently, still holding the black wind stick with both hands, holding the black wind stick horizontally above his head, and once again slammed towards the giant hammer. He wanted to see if he could block the third blow with the strength of his flesh alone.

On the other side, Jin Cheng's gaze fell on Wang Tianhao, and he gritted his teeth violently, with worry in his eyes. Even if he was so far away, he could feel the powerful spiritual power fluctuations on the giant hammer, but Wang Tianhao's body did not have any spiritual power fluctuations, the first two hammers, he blocked them with his physical body, and the third hammer, did he still want to use his strength to block it? Jin Cheng had already seen that this martial art was stronger than a hammer.

"Look for death!"

When the tyrant saw that Wang Tianhao still wanted to use his physical strength to resist his third hammer, there was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and the hideous color on his face was even stronger. His teeth clenched tightly, and his gaze seemed to want to swallow Wang Tianhao whole!

Wang Tianhao was still very calm, but he held the black wind stick and greeted him again.

A loud bang was heard, and a muffled grunt was heard.

Wang Tianhao's soles of his feet were against the ground and slid backwards for about ten meters before stopping, and his palms were numb from the impact of that distance, and even there were bursts of pain in the joints of his arms.

Wang Tianhao slowly raised his head, stared at the tyrant and said:

"Is that all there is to your third hammer?"

Although there are some wolves, Wang Tianhao did rely on the strength of his flesh to block the tyrant's third hammer. This made the expression on the tyrant's face even more ugly.

"If you have the ability, you can continue to pick it up!"

The tyrant gritted his teeth and swung the fourth hammer.

Wang Tianhao showed a ruffian-like smile: "Are you an idiot for me?"

The power of the third hammer just now made Wang Tianhao a little uncomfortable, if the fourth hammer was resisted with the strength of the body, then I am afraid that it would be more auspicious, and the power of the nine hammers of King Kong made Wang Tianhao have to take it seriously.

The fourth hammer was blasted out, and the expression on Wang Tianhao's face was also solemn, and the spiritual power of his whole body was mobilized by him.

After condensing the spiritual power, Wang Tianhao's strength skyrocketed instantly, and the fourth, fifth, and sixth hammers were easily blocked by Wang Tianhao.

"Damn it!"

Wang Tianhao's strength obviously exceeded the tyrant's expectations, he gritted his teeth, and when the seventh hammer was thrown out, his eyes were already bloodshot.

This time, Wang Tianhao used his spiritual power, but he was still shocked back two steps.

"And two more hammers!"

Wang Tianhao secretly counted in his heart, he could see that this King Kong Nine Hammers was the most powerful means of the tyrant, as long as the last two hammers were blocked, then the tyrant would be the end of the crossbow.

"Eighth Hammer!"

Looking at the giant hammer that broke through the wind, Wang Tianhao gritted his teeth violently, and the pitch-black spiritual power finally appeared, and the gravity field opened instantly. The black wind stick in his hand suddenly became twice as heavy as it used to be, and with the bonus of spiritual power, the black wind stick collided with the giant hammer again.

This time, the tyrant's face changed drastically, because the originally expected scene of Wang Tianhao's retreat did not appear, and the sudden increase in power on the pitch-black stick made the palm of his hand holding the giant hammer tremble. Both took two steps back at the same time, and then, with a wicked laugh, the tyrant sneered:

"If you can force me to use the ninth hammer, you can be proud!"

Wang Tianhao just smiled indifferently, and then stood up straight, but the black wind stick disappeared into his hand:

"I said, don't be too confident!"

After finishing speaking, the black light under Wang Tianhao's feet slowly expanded, and the pitch-black spiritual power condensed above his fist, and an amazing momentum appeared on him.

On the other side, the giant hammer in the tyrant's hand also exuded a chill, and the golden light became more and more dazzling.

"Ninth Hammer!"

"Gravity Fist!"

Two earth-shattering shouts resounded in the sky!(To be continued......)