The Human Emperor

Huh? Boo!

Tu Masanza stretched his strength to the limit, the machete water in his hand could not be poured, and each hit did his best, but in the face of the King's stormy attack, it was only the work of the fight, and there was no power to fight back.

Wang Chong's speed completely exceeded his realm. Even Tu Missanza could not keep up. When Wang Chong reached Xuanwu seven times and eight times, the "Shadow Walking Method" also made a qualitative change, and promoted to a new realm.

The more Tumisanza struck, the more shocked he finally couldn't bear to wake up.

“Us Tibetan belongs to, by my command, the king to be killed is here, everyone come and kill him! —— ”

Tumisanza's anxious roar, like thunder, blew over the top of the mountain, and the bright voice sounded all over the battlefield, attracting not only the warlords of the Us Tibetan Ali kingdom, but also Daqin Ruozan beneath the mountain.

“Wang Chong!!! ”

At the foot of the mountain, Daqin glanced at the place where the lightning sounded and looked at the past. Wang Chong's words, like some kind of spell, instantly inspired Daqin Ruozan.

If there is one thing that leads Daqin to admire more than the victory or defeat of the current war, it is Wang Chong's life and death.

“Pass me the order, ignore the Anandu Guard, kill Wang Chong first, no matter what, let him leave here alive! Dragon Chimba, Jiren Xiangxiong, let them go together! ”

Daqin admired the spot where the mountaintop blood emitted, without concealing the killing machine of red fruit in his eyes.

“Buzz!”

Daqin Ruozhan's orders quickly spread throughout the battlefield, and with this order, on the surface of the mountains, all Us Tibetan armies changed immediately.

“The Prime Minister has orders, kill Wang Chong! ”

“Follow orders, southeast, kill the top of the mountain! ”

……

Throughout the mountain, a tsunami of landslides erupted, looking down from the sky, only to see war horses howl, countless Us Tibetan iron riding dense numbness, like the river and sea from various places to the southeast of the mountain top.

“There, kill Wang Chong! The First Warrior of the Plateau! ”

A battle horse jumped to the top of the mountain, and Us Tibetan general on the horse's back glanced at him like a knife, with a wave of hurricanes.

These Us Tibetan generals are stronger and more fierce than ordinary soldiers.

Boom, steel vibration, a road thorn halo fall, each thorn halo represents a Wushu Xuanbu Realm warlord.

“Hee-hee! ”

In an astonishing sigh of war horses, more than a dozen Us Tibetan generals revealed their fierce light, uniting their horses, waving a machete from all directions toward the king and slashing it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A war horse fell and a huge blood hole appeared on them. Before they approached, all Us Tibetan generals were attacked like thunder.

“Hee-hee! ”

With a Tibetan leader riding on the horse's back, his body maintained a leaping motion, and the next moment, a blood flashed through, instantly chopping the Tibetan leader into two pieces.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Second, third, fourth…, a famous Tibetan general was slaughtered by the king on the top of the mountain before he had rushed out far, and their internal strength after death, condensed, turned into a bloody void, rushed into the king's punch.

Click-through, but in a short time, Wang Chong's power surged again, from Xuanwu seven times, eight times, all the way to Xuanwu nine times, and then to the Nine Peaks.

“Bad!”

Tu Misanza's face changed dramatically. Even if he reacted slowly, he realized at this time that he had made a huge mistake.

His intention was to call more top strong men to lift his siege, and to siege Wang Chong with him, killing the heart of this Us Tibetan Empire at the top of the mountain.

But Tumisanza forgot that many of Us Tibetan generals were no longer his opponents at all.

These low-level Us Tibetan generals rush to the top of the mountain and can only become the nourishment of Wang Chong, who has deprived him of his whole body to mend. Yes, Wang Chong has become more and more horrified.

By the time Wang Zhengcai Xuan Wu Realm was seven or eight, he could have made a strong threat to him. He could even give him the feeling of wandering on the edge of death. Now he has the internal power of these Us Tibetan generals, isn't it...

The idea just passed my mind, the next moment, Tu Misanza was stiff, a faint trace of blood like hair, suddenly appeared in the middle of his forehead, and spread from the forehead all the way to the nose, mouth, chest…, and finally spread to the steel giant, dividing the huge steel giant into two.

“I had no idea... that he would die on his hands! ”

Tu Misanzaround opened his eyes, he just felt so cold, Wang Chong was too fast, too fast. He couldn't even think of a sword, he was slaughtered by Wang.

Boom!

In the eyes of countless people, Tumisanza stood on the shoulders of giants of steel, and the entire population exploded violently.

And at the same time as he died, the steel men and iron men summoned under the action of the Black Iron Ring fell instantly into countless pieces of iron and debris.

“Kill! ——”

Continuously, General Us Tibetan rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, like a giant wave, drowned the king on the top of the mountain, in which case, no matter how powerful, any general was destined to die of internal energy consumption.

But Wang Zheng is quite different.

He was like a never-ending killing machine, mounted on top of the mountain, with more and more bodies, and the bodies of fallen Mungu coalition fighters accumulated, like mountains and seas.

In this kind of killing, Wang Chong's strength grew stronger and higher, and finally, in the eyes of countless fearful warriors, he rushed towards the realm of Imperial Martial Arts, which countless warriors yearned for.

“You won't lose! You'll never lose! I'll never lose! —— ”

The roar in Wang's heart is getting stronger and stronger. He has completely felt no pain. Countless swords have been cut on him, either blocked by sturdy armor or by pounding blood gas.

One, two, three...

Time has lost its meaning on Wang's body, he has forgotten the outside world, forgotten himself, forgotten everything, only one thought of battle left.

The bodies on the mountain overlap, the higher the pile, and after a long time, a pounding, hot, volcanic, hellish lava burst out of the King's body ——

Boom!

Wang punched his mind and heard only one loud shock.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to calm down. Mountains, former servants and successors, constantly, as if they would never fear the death of the Mongolian Allied warriors, for the first time there was a panic and fear in their faces.

“Real Martial Realm! He reached the realm of Imperial Martial Arts! ”

“How come?!! ”

“We are only warriors of the Real Martial Realm, against the strong of the Realm! ”

“Back off! Back off! ”

“The Minister has orders! The retreat is dead! We can't get to the top of the mountain. We're all dead! ”

……

On all sides, countless eyes looked at Wang revealing a fearful, horrifying look, and some even trembled in horror.

From the beginning to the present, Wang Chong has slaughtered thousands of Monsieur Dai and Us Tibetan soldiers. Everyone thought he was going to die, but the fact is that instead of falling, Wang Zheng became more and more horrible and even broke into the realm of imperial martial arts.

Windy Ho, Wang Zheng stood on thousands of corpses, a strand of hair punched him in the face, but could not shield the fierce, abusive, insane, murderous demonic eyes.

Wang Zheng arrived high, just a brief glance, surrounded by a shout, that vast and endless horror killing intent scared all the horses and soldiers backwards.

“Out of the way! I'll kill him! ”

An icy, cold voice came from the sky, the voice was not set, a huge figure fell from the sky and fell heavily in front of Wang Chong.

A giant dark golden bodhisattva is now on the top of the mountain, his ten arms pointing straight at the void like a sword. At first glance, like a huge dark golden fierce sun.

The giant dark golden bodhisattva bowed slightly, overlooking Wang Chung, and gave off a wave of strong thunderstorms.

- Long Chimba, at this time, the Five Tigers finally rushed his head.

“Boom!”

Without waiting for anyone else to react, a dark golden knife was more than ten feet tall, suddenly descending from the sky, and at this time, Long Chimba's body didn't even move.

- In terms of speed and strength, Long Chimba is absolutely arrogant to the group of males, only above Wang Chung and not below him.

Buzz, the speed of Long Chimba, and the speed of Wang Chong is not slow. Wang Zheng's arms quickly blocked Long Chimba's knife.

Rumbling, the mountains trembled, opposite the dark golden ten-armed bodhisattva, the ground revealed a huge trench of more than ten lengths, the rolling smoke rushed to the sky, and the mountains filled.

But Wang Zheng, within a few years before and after the stroke, was calm, the ground was flat, and he could not see any signs of the sword gas passing by.

Long Chimba's powerful blow was completely resisted by Wang Chung.

“How is that possible? How could he resist my Bodhi blow? ”

Dark gold bodhisattva with ten arms, dragon chimba pupils contracted and a shocking divine color appeared on his face. Apart from Wang Yan, Fewer than Zhongtong, Fire Tree Collection, Duan Gequan, and the top commanders of the three parties, Meng, Wu and Tang, there is only one Sun Liuyue who can be taller with him.

However, even Sun Liuyue could not have taken his knife in this way. Wang Zhong, a juvenile famous for his intellectual plot, could not believe that he could fight his chamber in martial arts.

“What martial arts is he practicing? No one can fight the martial arts of the Great Snow Mountain Divine Temple, that's impossible! ”

Dragon Chimba felt devastated and shocked.

Wang Chong was able to rush to such a point in such a short period of time, in complete contradiction to his known martial arts principles and common sense. Even the secret book of martial arts and various collections, the Great Snow Mountain Temple like the smoky sea cannot be done.

Boy, what the hell are you? ”

Lung Chimba suddenly discovered that he, like the elder minister, completely underestimated this young Tang, and everything on him could not be inferred by common sense.

Boom!

Whatever Long Chimba thought, it made no sense to Wang Shou at this time, and just moments after Long Chimba's attack, Wang Shou quickly launched a counterattack.