Chapter 99: Moro Family

The barbarians of Southern Xinjiang have always been a nation that believes in theocracy, which even overrides the imperial power, so the Tanya Temple has a supreme status in the hearts of the people of Southern Xinjiang.

Although the temple elder of the Jialuo tribe, the general of the Black Flag Town barbarian soldiers, split the temple three hundred years ago at the behest of the Northern Zhou emperor, took away most of the martial arts in the temple, and then established five major cities, trying to reduce the sacred status of the Tanya Temple in the hearts of the people of Southern Xinjiang to the lowest point.

But to this day, the beliefs of the people of Southern Xinjiang have not changed. If Shi Jialuo really dared to kill the temple elder in the street of Tianmang City, the Jialuo tribe would inevitably be exterminated.

Although the Tanya Temple has declined, it still represents the supreme divine power, and even the Southern Xinjiang nobles in the city admire it.

So when Zhang Debiao slapped his young master in the face in front of Shi Jialuo, he could only watch and let Zhang Debiao leave.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. This kid won't live long." Shi Jialuo's feminine voice sounded, and he whispered, "Kill him outside the city and no one will know that it was me."

The Prince of Nanming took a long breath. He was also a man who did great things. He knew that if he was furious and lost his composure at this time, Shi Jialuo would definitely look down on him, and might even hesitate whether to surrender to Nanming. He forced a smile and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Your Highness. I also want to see the strength of the Jialuo clan and the foundation of the great clans."

"Of course, the little capital of my Jialuo clan is not in your eyes, but it can be regarded as a great clan in southern Xinjiang!" Shi Jialuo laughed and immediately ordered the masters of the clan to track Zhang Debiao. When they reached a deserted place outside the city, he killed him on the spot.

The Prince of Nanming saw that these people were all the younger generation of the Jialuo clan. They were all very skilled and had deep fighting spirit. Their fighting spirit was like a strong force and a knife. He couldn't help but admire them in his heart.

If you want to see the foundation of a noble family, you should not look at how strong the masters of the older generation are, but the number and quality of the younger generation. After all, the older generation will soon grow old and die, and the younger generation is the future of the family.

This time, the Jialuo clan dispatched the masters of the younger generation, among whom there were two who had reached the peak of Dou Qi Ru Dao, three who had just entered the realm of Dou Qi Ru Dao, and the others were all good players of Dou Qi Ru Gang, which could not surprise the Prince of Nanming.

The nobles of Tianmang City are all descendants of the famous generals of the Nanjiang Barbarians during the founding period. They were nobles from the moment they were born, and they were given titles. It can be said that they were born with a golden key.

These noble families have family martial arts, and the people of Nanjiang are born with a brave and aggressive nature in their blood. They do not abandon their ancestral martial arts just because they are nobles. Therefore, masters often appear in these families. After leaving their homes, these people will serve in the Black Flag Army and hone themselves in the army.

Especially for aristocratic families like the Jialuo clan, after three hundred years of development, there are thousands or even tens of thousands of people, and there are endless masters.

The reason why the Prince and the Emperor of Nanming tried to win over Shi Jialuo and even secretly gave him the Zi Luo Tian Zheng Jue, which ranked eighth on the Qigong Dou Qi List, was because they saw the strength of the Jialuo clan. After all, the Jialuo clan is the descendant of the general of the Black Flag Town Barbarian Army. This deep foundation is not comparable to that of aristocratic families in other places.

After a while, those masters hurried back and said, "Chief, that kid didn't leave the city at all, but was invited by the Moro family."

Shi Jialuo's face changed slightly: "Zong Moluo has such long arms and legs!"

The Prince of Nanming asked hurriedly: "Who is the Moro family?"

"The Moro family is the second largest family in Tianmang City. They have repeatedly competed with my Jialuo clan for the position of the Tianmang Barbarian King. They also have great power in the Black Flag Army of Tianmang City. This time they invited that kid to be a guest, it must be no good!" Shi Jialuo said in a deep voice.

At Tianmang Mo Luo's house, a mighty and tall old man patted Zhang Debiao on the shoulder and praised: "Elder A Man, you beat the boy from Nanming in front of Shi Jia Luo. I admire your courage very much! Well done. If it weren't for the fact that the old monster in their family was a little bit stronger than me, I would have wanted to beat him up!"

A middle-aged man next to him looked at Zhang Debiao with a bitter face and said: "Dad, if we invite Elder Debiao Manchu to be our guest, won't we offend the Jia Luo tribe?"

The old man glared at him and said indifferently: "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? If you want to say offend, we have already offended three hundred years ago. Those old guys in the Jia Luo tribe can't do anything to us?"

The old man's name is Zong Mo Luo. He is an old master of the Mo Luo family. He has a hot temper. Hearing that Zhang Debiao had cut Shi Jia Luo's face, he was happier than he was. He stopped him excitedly and insisted on inviting him to be his guest.

Zhang Debiao saw that the old man was careless, dressed in shabby clothes, and his clothes were even more tattered than his. He didn't look like a senior at all. He thought he was joking, but when he arrived at the Moro family, he realized that what he said was true. He met many young masters of the Moro family along the way, and they all respectfully called the old man "ancestor".

And this middle-aged man is called Yin Moro, the current patriarch, and a master of the same level as Shi Jialuo, but his temperament is quite conventional, not as cheerful and heroic as Zong Moro.

Zong Moro patted Zhang Debiao's shoulder again and said with a smile: "Elder A Man..."

Zhang Debiao hurriedly said: "Just call me A Man."

Chief Yin Moro hurriedly said: "How can that be? You are the elder of the temple..."

"I like his temperament!" The hot-tempered old man kicked the head of the Moro family aside and said with a smile: "A Man, you can be the elder of the temple at such a young age, you must have something extraordinary, come, let's have a fight!"

Yin Moruo stood aside with a grimace and looked at Zhang Debiao, signaling for him to refuse immediately.

Zhang Debiao was startled. Although he didn't know the strength of the old guy Zongmoluo, but from the old man's tone, it seemed that he didn't take Shi Jia Luo seriously, and was only very afraid of the "old monster" of the Jia Luo tribe. His martial arts cultivation must be extremely high, and he quickly said: "How can this junior be the opponent of my senior?"

After hearing this, Zongmoluo immediately became displeased and said: "I call you Aman, how can you call me senior? Just call me Azong, or Lao Zong. Otherwise, let's have a good relationship. I will be the elder brother and you will be the younger brother." ?”

Patriarch Yin Moruo's face had darkened a long time ago. If Zhang Debiao really had a relationship with Zong Moruo, wouldn't he want to call him Uncle Zhang Debiao?

Zhang Debiao saw his expression and said quickly: "I'd better call you Lao Zong."

Yin Moruo breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him gratefully, and thought to himself: "Abba is getting more and more backward as he lives, A Zong? Fortunately he can think of it, Abba really thinks that he is only fourteen or fifteen years old... "

Zongmoluo looked Zhang Debiao over and said, "Don't worry, I won't bully you. Your cultivation is not bad, your fighting spirit is like a gang, and your mental power..." Suddenly a mental storm broke out, pressing towards Zhang Debiao, and with his mental power He stopped at the first touch and said in surprise: "There are also thirteen levels of spiritual power. Have you been practicing spiritual power since your mother's womb? In this way, my self-proclaimed cultivation level, fighting spirit and spiritual power are at the same level as yours. How about that?"

Zhang Debiao couldn't refuse, but he also became competitive in his heart and said with a smile: "Then I'll ask you, Lao Zong, for some advice!"

Zongmoluo shouted loudly: "Okay!" Suddenly he rushed towards him and bumped his shoulder hard. Zhang Debiao immediately flew out and landed more than ten meters away. There was a faint pain in his chest: "This old man actually hit him when he said it." !”

As soon as he landed, he saw the old man Zong Moro jump more than ten meters away, and with infinite power, he punched him hard!

Zhang Debiao swarmed out with fighting spirit and punched him. If it was purely about strength, he didn't believe that this old man could match him. The two fists met. Zongmoluo couldn't help shaking his arms and praised: "What a great strength!"

Suddenly, his five fingers spread out and popped out quickly like playing a pipa. They hit Zhang Debiao's fist bones one after another, and there was a loud sound like a heavy blow from a sledgehammer!

Especially the slight swipe of the thumb at the end was like pounding it with a sledgehammer!

Zhang Debiao couldn't help but staggered back, and he couldn't help but feel horrified. He had fought many masters with fighting spirit like knives, and he was very complacent in thinking that he could be regarded as a master. However, he fell into the trap as soon as he fought against Zong Moro. At a disadvantage, and this Zongmoluo is using the realm of Dou Qi Ru Gang, and his mental power is on the same level as his own, there is absolutely no adulteration!

"The fighting skills on the five fingers, the burst of power can actually defeat my nine oxen. This is the first time I have seen this kind of martial arts!"

Zhang Debiao's mind suddenly changed, and his hands suddenly burst out with the sound of wind and thunder, like two large swords, and struck Zongmoluo fiercely.

"You haven't suffered yet? Even though the Thunderbolt Technique is an advanced mental technique, it still can't break my lotus finger!"

Zongmoluo laughed loudly, and the ten fingers of his hands bloomed like lotus flowers, and they flicked on the edge of Zhang Debiao's palm one after another. Suddenly the old man's fingers trembled violently, and he quickly retreated. He was surprised and said: "The Thunderbolt Technique and the Spiral Energy of the Dragon Cavalry Forbidden Army were all defeated by you." Blended? What a genius!"

Zhang Debiao strode forward, slashing horizontally and vertically with his hands like two mountain axes, and laughed: "This is my improved thunder hand, doesn't it taste good?"

"So-so!"

Zongmoluo chuckled, and suddenly the wind in his palm became sharper, saying: "Watch me stab your sword and break your thunder hand!"

Zhang Debiao felt that the old man's fighting spirit was like two sharp knives inserted into his Spiral Jin. The Spiral Jin could not crush his fighting spirit at all. Instead, his palm seemed to be pierced by sharp knives. He quickly used the Ben Lei Jue Qiankun Jue and the Spiral Jin. The three mental processes are operating at the same time.

Just a bang was heard, and the encounter between Stab Blade Jin and Ben Lei Shou was like two huge bronze bells crashing together. The sound was long and lingering, with a far-reaching artistic conception!

Zongmoluo was shocked once again when he saw that his stabbing force could not penetrate the fighting spirit that was as thick as a copper wall. The integration of the Thunderbolt Technique and the Spiral Strength was not that difficult. One of these two mental techniques is to cultivate fighting spirit. One is the force-generating technique, which goes hand in hand, but coupled with another advanced mental method, Qiankun Jue, it has to be surprising!

"Only a great master who knows himself well can apply the three different mental techniques without any hindrance. Could it be that this kid's mental state has reached the level of a master? It seems that I can't hide my clumsiness and have to use my true skills. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a shame to be defeated by him?”

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