Chapter 358: Ah Jie's Crazy Output

The forehead was cracked and bleeding.

Zhang Zhongmou was thrown away and was stunned.

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

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

His arm drooped and fell down powerlessly.

Zhang Zhongmou suddenly reacted.

"No!"

"No!"

"It's the attack strength of that straw hat kid, it's too terrible!"

What level of muscle strength is this to be able to directly pass through the throne's spiritual essence, the blessing of the avenue, and the Zhang family's ancestral bear bloodline and physical body, and then break bones with one punch?

You know, the opponent didn't use the spiritual essence at all in that attack just now!

Zhang Zhongmou was really panicked at this moment.

Just this punch may not mean anything.

If he really fights with the opponent, he is even confident that he can take it down directly.

After all, that punch is not completely unstoppable.

Even the power of most of his own spiritual skills can crush it.

However, the problem is, this straw hat kid is actually a strong man?

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

Where did this guy come from!

It is already difficult to cultivate a throne-level spiritual master, and a throne-level body...

"This is not the point!"

Zhang Zhongmou 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 punched was really powerful and was not deceiving himself.

The real great power...

Swish!

There was a whistling sound in his ears. Zhang Zhongmou barely regained a little autonomy from his body that was blown away. His eyes couldn't help but lock on the young man in the guard's clothes behind him.

"This guy is the real terrifying existence!"

He was terrified in his heart, and there was another slight sneer behind his head.

After experiencing a blow, Zhang Zhongmou had already understood that it was the little guy wearing a straw hat who attacked again.

That terrifying speed, if he was not really prepared, the throne would also suffer a great loss!

But Zhang Zhongmou already had experience.

He turned over in the air, flicked his fingers, and a purple shield flew out of the ring.

Boom!

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

With a buzzing tremor, the array pattern on the shield was activated, and a dark devouring force swallowed Ah Jie's punch.

The purple shield shook and expanded slightly, as if it was full, and burped loudly.

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked watching from behind.

This shield is at least a defensive spiritual weapon at the peak of the Grandmaster level.

Even looking at its strange characteristic of being able to devour physical attack power, it is probably very likely to be at the throne level.

Envy flashed in his eyes. If he could have such a treasure, it would definitely be a means of saving his life at a critical moment!

Zhang Zhongmou, who successfully blocked the attack, also had a look of relief in his eyes.

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

Normally, when he fights with others, his favorite fighting method is close combat.

But now...

Close combat?

What close combat!

So what about the ancestral bear spirit body? To put it bluntly, the spirit refining is to refine the spirit. How can he use the means of refining the spirit to compete with a guy who only cultivates the physical body in close combat?

Zhang Zhongmou seized the opportunity and instantly distanced himself.

In addition to close combat, his long-range combat power is also strong, and even more powerful with the help of the power of heaven.

With a thought, he wanted to take back his "Tianyuan Mist Mountain".

This throne-level defensive spiritual weapon made from an entire spiritual mountain has an obvious tolerance.

Under such a powerful attack, it was not even damaged at all. Just a burp was enough to resolve everything.

However, when Zhang Zhongmou moved his hand, he found that his "Tianyuan Mist Mountain" could not be taken back?

"What's going on?"

Zhang Zhongmou was startled, and his mind moved again. "Tianyuan Wushan" felt a sense of helplessness and pain.

"Ma Ma..."

A murmur sounded, and Zhang Zhongmou's scalp numbed. He looked over suddenly.

A Jie tilted his head and tilted his straw hat.

It held the purple shield in its hand, staring at the purple shield in front of it with red light in its eyes, and seemed very curious...

What kind of thing could withstand its own attack without being damaged?

You know, even "Ma Ma"'s head would burst out red things!

"No, no..."

Zhang Zhongmou looked at A Jie's fist, his lips opened wide, and his pupils shrank rapidly.

The next second.

"Boom boom boom boom"

The violent and rapid roar exploded in the void.

It was like the bell of death being ruthlessly struck, and the hammer that struck the bell also had a crazy vibration attribute!

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

This purple shield did not fail to react after being attacked.

It was just a small reaction!

However, with every punch he landed, it would still expand a little bit uncontrollably.

Even if it was only a little bit, there was a change.

Although the change was small, it accumulated into a lot...

Ajie understood this truth, and watched the purple shield in front of him expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like a balloon. The more he hit, the more excited he became.

"Boom boom boom"

Zhang Zhongmou was dumbfounded.

This was his "Tianyuan Mist Mountain", which took several years of effort and three great masters of spiritual formations to barely refine.

Things of this level are simply in short supply.

How could it explode like this?

"Stop it, little friend!"

"Don't mess around!"

The air was quiet for half a second.

"Mom?"

Ajie stopped attacking and looked up at Zhang Zhongmou.

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

"Tianyuan Mist Mountain" only had time to rest for half a second, and even had no time to shrink back, and the roar of the virtual space sounded again.

"Boom boom boom"

The purple shield was visible to the naked eye, turning red at a very fast speed.

It was like a balloon was blown to the extreme, and it would explode in the next second!

"I..."

Zhang Zhongmou's old face turned green.

"Cursed, passive value, +1."

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

This was when he encountered the red dog, and his baby was completely imprisoned. If he was released.

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

It 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 doubted Ah Jie's combat power in his heart.

It turned out that he had not been able to exert too strong strength before because he killed the enemies he encountered instantly!

This naturally shows the lower limit, but what about the upper limit?