Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

"The wild fire is burning the mountain, and its momentum is also fast!"

The Jinman King came forward with his spear, as fast as lightning, with sharp energy, and the shadow of the gun was like a curtain, directly covering the Fireman King.

Under the shadow of the gun that filled the sky, a roar like fire suddenly sounded, and thousands of armbands were heard shaking together, and a line of fire shot out from the shadow of the gun.

The Fire Barbarian King's arms collided violently, and the real fire rose up and wrapped around his body, as if the God of Fire had descended into the mortal world, and the energy and blood all over his body surged, as if burning.

The momentum surged instantly.

The two barbarian kings launched thousands of killing moves in an instant.

The Fire Barbarian King's attack was fierce, like a hurricane carrying real fire, roaring and wreaking havoc.

The Jinman King is full of energy, his spear is entangled, turned, circled, and encircled, suddenly changing, coming like an arrow, going like a thread, and penetrating with force.

The two of them were both at the level of high-level martial saints, and for a while they were fighting evenly.

However, the Golden Barbarian King has finally become older. Although his power is fierce, he still retains 10% of his strength. As time goes by, the Fire Barbarian King gradually shows his fatigue. The Golden Barbarian King picks him up with his spear, which pierces the skin of his neck and blood splashes.

"King Jinman, you have the upper hand!"

The Fire Barbarian King has a fierce personality, but he is not stupid. He knows that if he is weak for a moment, it will be useless to continue fighting, so he immediately surrenders and retreats.

But this does not mean that he has lost the qualification to compete for the Barbarian King.

As long as one of the remaining three barbarian kings can defeat the golden barbarian king, he still has a chance to challenge.

"King Jinman defends the ring and has half a stick of incense time to rest. Whoever wants to challenge in second place can directly step forward!"

The priests in the temple chanted.

"I didn't expect that the Golden Barbarian King and the Fire Barbarian King are both in the realm of high-level Martial Saints!"

"In this case, it will be very difficult for us barbarians to win!"

When the Tuman tribesmen saw the scene of the two kings fighting, they were all secretly frightened.

I originally thought that Ying Shanxiang would have at least a 60% chance of winning if he was promoted to the realm of high-level martial saint.

But now it seems that this may not be the case.

The Water Barbarian King and the Wood Barbarian King, who had not yet made their move, even looked like they had no interest in watching the fight between the Fire Barbarian King and the Gold Barbarian King...

"King Jinman, I come to challenge you!"

Suddenly a figure stood up in front of him and walked toward the center of the square. It was the Tuman King Ying Shanxiang.

"Kings……"

The hearts of all the barbarian people are mentioned.

Now that the two kings, Shui Man and Mu Man, have not shown their strength, it seems a bit reckless to launch a challenge at this time.

However, Ying Shanxiang was already on the stage, and the statue of the Tuman ancestor was placed on the black iron altar. Everyone could only clench their fists nervously and pray secretly.

"Tuman King, accept the move!"

As soon as King Jin Man's rest time came, he charged forward again with a flick of his spear. His body was like golden light and his spear was like shooting stars. He was in front of Yingshan Xiang in an instant.

Yingshan Xiang's feet were on the ground, motionless as a mountain, neither hiding nor avoiding. With a flick of his fingertips, he heard a loud crash.

The golden light shattered, and the Golden Barbarian King looked horrified. He vomited blood and flew backwards. The spear in his hand was broken into pieces. The arm armor on his right arm also exploded, dripping with blood.

"Peak Martial Saint?"

King Jinman flew back to the vicinity of the Black Iron God Platform before stopping.

He shook it off, and the cracked skin had begun to heal quickly due to Wu Sheng's powerful vitality.

After taking a look at Ying Shanxiang's still immature face, King Jinman didn't want to give up, so he gritted his teeth and attacked again.

Swords flew out from behind and fell into his hands. He shouted loudly, and the iron box standing on the edge of the square opened with a bang, and hundreds of sharp energy jets flew out, crashing into the Yingshan elephant like a rainbow.

"Kill the Wanxiang Buddha!"

Ying Shanxiang took half a step back, pressed lightly against the ground, and punched out both fists at the same time, erupting into thousands of evil atmospheres, but it was one of the "Huangtian Killing Technique" taught by Jiang Li in the main tent. trick.

"The Great Technique of Huangtian Killing" was created by Jiang Shirong, Marquis of Zhenwu, during his martial arts sage stage. He combined his experience, insights and accumulation of martial arts for most of his life to create the best martial arts. It has extraordinary power.

At this moment, it is displayed in the hands of Ying Shanxiang, and its divine power is naturally astonishing.

King Jin Man and the iron box's hundreds of artifacts were all blown away by him again.

The Jinman King fell to the ground and rolled, and all kinds of weapons and blades clinked on the ground.

"The Barbarian King wins!"

"His strength is much stronger than before. It's almost not the same level at all. In just a few hours, has he realized something again and broken through again!"

"The Barbarian King at least possesses the realm of a peak martial saint. This time we will definitely win!"

The Tuman tribesmen were all shocked by Yingshan Xiang's sudden strength, and immediately burst into excited shouts.

With such a powerful barbarian king, the Tuman branch will surely flourish again.

"The Tuman King is about the same age as me, but he is so powerful!"

The Fire Barbarian King sighed dejectedly. He originally thought that someone would defeat the Golden Barbarian King and get another chance to challenge him.

But now it seems that the gap between him and the Tuman King cannot be made up by his fighting style, moves, and skills.

"The Great Technique of Huangtian Killing by Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Zhenwu?"

"The Tuman King and several people from the Yingshan tribe once served Jiang Li, the Qilin son of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

"No wonder he can succeed as the Tuman King, it turns out he is Jiang Li's subordinate!"

"It seems that there is great hope that the Tuman King will win!"

"It's just luck. If I can follow Jiang Li, I may not be worse than the Tuman King!"

The other four barbarian tribes present were also shocked by the power displayed by Ying Shanxiang and started talking in low voices.

"Tuman King, I will fight you!"

King Jin Man was helped off the field, having lost the strength to fight again. King Water Man stood up and walked onto the square with a waist as thin as a water snake and swaying like a willow.

"Water Barbarian King, please take action!"

Ying Shanxiang clasped his fists in return, stepped back and started to move forward, with a sense of solemnity in his eyes.

"be careful!"

The Water Barbarian King smiled slightly, and instantly became more dazzling. The sun shone from behind her, raising a mist of water.

But the spirit of the fist surged like a stormy dark sea.

It was as if the entire South China Sea surged out from the cracks in the void.

There is even more energy rising like pillars of smoke into the sky, sensing the sun, moon and stars, attracting little bits of great power to accommodate itself.

"Half-step human immortal, Water Barbarian King is actually half-step human immortal!"

The pressure spread, and everyone in the audience was shocked.

The sacrifices in the temple were even more exciting.

In the Middle Ages, the leaders of the Five Ancestral Dragon Guards were all super strong men in the Immortal Realm.

But since the time when they moved to Manzhou, no real human immortal has been born among the Five Barbarians.

The figure of the Water Man King floated out, as if drifting with the current, but when his palms were gently slapped, they carried a weight of hundreds of millions of kilograms.

Wherever the wind passed by, the stone slabs on the ground were blown away.

"Red rainbow destroys the mountain!" Ying Shanxiang turned his fist into a finger blade, and moved his arm forward like a rainbow. The wild fist broke through the waves in an instant and slapped the water barbarian king on his chest.

The latter groaned and drifted away like fallen leaves.

"Thank you to the Tuman King for showing mercy!"

Blood overflowed from the corner of the Water Man King's mouth. She wiped it away with her soft fingers and fell back.

"The Tuman King actually won again!"

"How strong is he? He can defeat even half-step immortals. Could it be..."

"No matter whose hands the Great Barbarian King falls into, I plan to leave Manzhou and join the army in Liangmang!"

Yingshan Xiang defeated the Water Barbarian King, and the barbarians present were even more shocked.

No one would have thought that a young barbarian king who was not yet eighteen years old would turn out to be a genuine immortal!

"God bless me, Barbarian, for giving birth to such a young human-immortal Barbarian King!"

The priest in the temple was so excited that his eyes filled with tears, and he knelt down and kowtowed to the ancestral temple of the Barbarian God.

"I never thought that a tribe of barbarians could give birth to a young genius like you. This is truly a blessing for the barbarians!"

The Muman King finally walked onto the square.

His clothes were elegant and elegant, and he was free and easy-going. There was no punch or smoke in sight, and all his energy and blood were restrained in his body, leaving nothing exposed.

And as soon as they came on stage, Yingshan Xiang's momentum that enveloped the entire ancestral land was suppressed by half.

"The Muman King suppressed the Tuman King's momentum!"

"Could it be that King Muman is also a human immortal?"

"It seems that when the great age comes, everyone will have a chance. We barbarians were bullied and harvested by the ancient cultivators, but they practiced cultivation earlier!"

"Yes, once the Great Barbarian King is born, and the five barbarians work together, support each other, and practice with concentration, they will be able to overthrow the rule of the ancient cultivator in the future!"

The barbarians were certainly shocked that the Muman King was also a human immortal, but more importantly, they were filled with expectations and hopes for the future of the barbarians.

Since the barbarians can give birth to two powerful human immortals, more human immortal barbarians will definitely appear in the future.

"King Muman is too praised!"

The mountain elephant should salute respectfully.

The Muman King was not only older, but also two generations older than him. He was the only barbarian king among the five barbarian kings who was not killed or severely wounded by the ancient tribe.

Regardless of the level of strength, martial arts attainments and experience, Ying Shan Xiang cannot afford to slack off in the slightest.

"King Tuman, if you are given another ten or twenty years to practice, I will definitely not be as good as you. But it is a pity that the barbarians have never given in to each other!"

The Muman King felt a little regretful and kindly advised: "If you and I fight today, you will definitely lose, and my Muman Kung Fu contains hidden power. Once you are injured, your body will be left with hidden diseases that will not heal for several years." , it will do too much harm to your future practice.

"If you don't give up and give up the fight, it won't be too late to challenge me again when you become successful in practice. The rules of the barbarians are that whenever the barbarian king is successfully defeated, the challenger can immediately replace him. You are still young, so don't be in a hurry to do this. Twenty years’ time!”

His words did not cause much ripples among the barbarians.

As the oldest of the five barbarian kings today, he indeed has the qualifications to say this.

It is true that Ying Shanxiang has endless potential, but after all, he is too young!

"King Muman, since I am on the field, there is no possibility of leaving the field timidly. The descendants of the Barbarian God are not afraid of pain and death. They will fight if they want. I will bear all the consequences and I will return!"

Ying Shanxiang opened his mouth and said, he put on a posture and was highly concentrated.

In the Muman King, he felt a kind of threat and power, like a sleeping beast that might wake up at any time.

"In that case, be careful!"

The Muman King nodded and slid forward with the soles of his feet. A green shadow appeared instantly, appearing directly in front of Yingshan Xiang. With a palm shot, the broad-sleeved robe suddenly rose sharply and split into countless strips of cloth with a stabbing sound, like snakes and vines. Draw first and wrap around the latter.

"Thick soil has no roots, and its power is self-reliant!"

Ying Shanxiang's whole body was violently vibrating, and his fists were as spirited as a mallet. The violent vibrations directly shattered all the strips of cloth that were drawn and wrapped around him. He strode out, like a bull hitting a mountain, and the entire square was struck by A trembling shudder.

嘭

With fists and palms clashing, the Muman King froze, his muscles bulged fiercely, his fibers shook, and his robes were all torn apart, revealing his compact and powerful body, which was covered with all kinds of horrific scars, all left by this life's battles. The traces and honors left.

There was also a horrific wound on the back that extended from the top of the head to the tail vertebrae, as if a huge, hideous centipede was climbing and clinging.

The Yingshan Elephant's body was like Mount Tai, unmoving, but under the force of Muman King's palm, the steel-like muscles all over his body were surging like waves, and the skin was about to tear at any time.

The figures of the two men swayed, and their movements immediately exploded. The fierce collision force, air waves, blood energy, and fist intentions were mixed into all kinds of terrifying turbulence, surging in all directions and making a horrifying noise.

In an instant, the two men used thousands of moves and fought with all their strength for half an incense stick of time, but it was still difficult to determine the winner.

Ying Shanxiang's spirit was slightly weaker, but his body had been transformed by Jiang Li himself, and his vitality was astonishingly huge. It was definitely not comparable to ordinary humans and immortals, and his momentum became stronger and stronger as he fought.

The Muman King has ordinary Qi and blood, but his combat skills are unpredictable, even more sophisticated than some mid-level human immortals.

"There's something wrong with this Muman King!"

Jiang Li had been paying attention to Yingshan Xiang's battle, and when the Muman King made his first move, he frowned slightly.

I always feel that this person's aura and movement are a bit strange and abnormal.

The movements seem to be flowing smoothly, but in fact they are not coherent and smooth, and there are extremely slight frustrations and stiffness between moves.

He gathered his blood energy, his eyes glowed with a glow, his vision was subtle, and suddenly he could see through the pores of the Muman King's skin.

The latter's entire body's meridians, bones, muscles, nerves...the entire physical body was clearly reflected in Jiang Li's eyes.

Immediately, he discovered the "strangeness" as expected.

"I see!"

Jiang Li nodded, looked at the phalanx of the Mubarians, and smiled coldly, but he had no intention of revealing it at this moment.

"Tuman King, you are defeated!"

In the middle of the square, the Muman King's arm suddenly exerted force and swung violently. The arm bones suddenly twisted like a snake, showing incredible shapes and angles.

As if there were many movable joints, it bypassed Ying Shanxiang's fist, extended forward, and directly bombarded Yingshan Xiang's chest.

There was a loud bang, and blood mist erupted from the back of Ying Shanxiang's chest. His heart was shattered, and he flew backwards and hit the ground hard. The stone slab was dented and shattered like powder.

"King Muman wins!"

For a moment, the square was silent.

The process of King Muman turning around and defeating Yingshan Xiang was so fast that most people didn't even notice that Yingshan Xiang had been seriously injured and flew out.

"Sacrifice in the temple, I have defeated the Tuman King. No one in the barbarian clan can be my opponent anymore. The five Mangzu statues are all mine. From now on, I am the Great Barbarian King!"

The voice of the Muman King was loud and thunderous, shaking the ancestral land.

He strode past the Yingshan Elephant and grabbed the five statues high on the black iron throne.

"My lord, Ying Shanxiang has let you down!"

Ying Shanxiang clutched his chest and stood up with difficulty. He was filled with grief and felt that he had failed Jiang Li's expectations of him.

"Wait a minute, who said no one among the barbarians can be your opponent!"

However, just when the Muman King was about to seize the five statues, a cold snort suddenly sounded, containing a hint of supreme pressure.

When it fell on Muman King, it was like a vast world pouring down on him.

He couldn't bear it, his knees made a crackling sound, and he knelt directly into the stone slab. (End of chapter)