Halfway up the mountain, a child of about seven or eight years old pointed to the sky and shouted.
Beside the child, an old man looked up at the passing figure with an excited expression: "Grandmaster, isn't this Grandmaster Qin Changkong?"
In a dense forest, a ferocious tiger roar floated up. An old man in gray robe sitting on the tiger slapped the tiger on the head hard: "Keep your voice down, you bastard, you scared Huahua."
It's easy to say in a hurry, but if you provoke the one flying in the sky, be careful that your tiger whip will be drunk!"
The tiger was slapped by the old man and lowered his head, shook his head, and roared in a low voice, but as soft as a cat's meow.
On a huge boulder, a strong middle-aged man stood on it, looking up at Qin Lang floating past, and exclaimed: "This skill of controlling the air is already countless times better than mine!"
Among the piles of grass, a bald monk was sitting in the grass. He felt something strange in the sky. He opened his eyes and bowed with his hands together: "Amitabha, the internal strength of this benefactor is higher than that of the abbot of this temple. He can watch this battle.
Lucky for you!"
At this time, there are hundreds of powerful warriors in the entire Panlong Mountain watching this grandmaster battle.
You know, Qin Lang is now the fifth strongest man on the cloud list, and he has just killed three S-class masters in the Shadow World, and even the gangster of the Kimchi Country was missing by him.
Although Wu Manfu has not made a move for decades, everyone does not think highly of him. After all, many years ago, Wu Manfu only had a draw with that gangster from the Kimchi Country.
Under such circumstances, Wu Manfu still dared to call for battle on Panlong Mountain. How could he not be admired?
At this time, on the top of Panlong Mountain, under a grill, several pieces of oily mutton were roasting and the aroma was rising. Wu Manfu was cutting the mutton with a knife in one hand and a jar of wine in the other. He took a sip of the wine and ate it.
A mouthful of mutton is so satisfying.
Qin Lang flew straight to Wu Manfu and stood in front of him, walking slowly over with his hands behind his back.
"Qin Changkong?"
Wu Manfu was not surprised by Qin Lang's appearance at all. He was still cutting the meat and chewing it with big mouthfuls.
"Umanfu?"
Qin Lang did not answer, but walked to the side of the barbecue with great interest, reached out and picked up a piece of barbecue, not afraid of the high temperature at all, and praised: "The outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the color, fragrance and flavor are all good."
"Try a piece?"
Wu Manfu raised his hand and handed a jar of kumiss to Qin Lang.
Qin Lang grabbed the wine jar with a smile, raised his head and took a sip. The unique taste made Qin Lang couldn't help but sneeze.
“Good wine and good meat!”
Qin Lang burst out laughing: "You've been waiting here for half a month just to treat me to drinks and meat, right?"
"of course not!"
Wu Manfu raised his hand, and the flying knife in his hand instantly passed through a big tree as thick as a bowl, cutting the tree in half!
Then Wumanfu stood up with his staff, and suddenly tore the Mongolian robe with both hands, revealing his red muscles! The whole person's aura also began to increase in an instant.
Strong master, middle master, late master, peak master!
Wu Manfu's momentum continued to rise, rising to a very close position, as if he was about to break through at any time before stopping.
"I have stood proudly on the grassland for fifty years. Today I came to Panlong Town, but I heard that you killed the five shadow people in anger. You are so powerful that you specifically chose this place just to get a chance to fight!"
Wu Manfu stands proudly on the top of the mountain, and the whole mountain rises and falls with his momentum. There are five peaks in Panlong Mountain, big and small, but at this moment, they are like the five fingers of a hand, as if they have come to life.
"Qin Changkong, take my punch first!"
Wu Manfu grabbed hold of the void, and Panlong Wufeng seemed to have clenched into a fist and smashed it down in front of Qin Lang.
"Is this the power of dragon veins?"
"That's right, it's the power of dragon veins. The earth has dragon veins. Wu Manfu borrowed the power of the earth veins. He deserves to be the master of Inner Mongolia. If this move is used on the prairie, it will be even more powerful, right?"
On the mountainside, countless martial arts masters were talking about it.
"Your method of borrowing the energy of dragon veins is quite good. Although choosing this place is not as vast as your grassland, it can also enhance your strength a bit!"
"But these are not enough!"
Qin Lang crossed his arms and pushed forward in the void: "Heaven and Earth Martial Art, fifth move, empty mountain splits!"
'boom……'
With a seemingly ordinary push of both hands, the shadow of the five peaks forming a fist in mid-air actually shook. Everyone had an illusion, as if the fist formed by the five peaks was hit by Qin Lang's punch.
His fingers spread out as if nothing had happened.
But Wu Manfu's body flew backwards under this punch. He flew an unknown number of meters, broke many trees, smashed many rocks, and his whole body was embedded in the mountain.
.
"Wu Manfu lost?"
"No way, just one move and you lose?"
"Impossible, Wu Manfu is still alive!"
There were countless warriors on the mountainside, but no one expected that two people would win or lose with just one move when they met. They couldn't help but feel that it was too boring.
"Awesome! Hahaha, so happy!"
A long laugh came from the mountain, and Wu Manfu's body rose into the air. Not only was his exposed skin not damaged at all, but on the contrary, it looked stronger.
"Qin Changkong, you are the most powerful grandmaster I have ever seen, except for the one from the Luo family in Kyoto! Come, take another move from me and see."
Wu Manfu's body was suspended in mid-air, and suddenly there was a sheep-driving whip in his hand.
"Were weapons used?"
Qin Lang looked at Wu Manfu with a smile, flicked his wrist, and took out the ice stick out of thin air.
"Hahaha, my sheep whip has been with me since I was a child. I used my own inner strength to raise it for fifty years, and it finally became a spiritual weapon! It has a secret technique called the Color Change of Heaven and Earth! Just take a look!"
As Wu Manfu spoke, he flicked his sheep-driving whip in the air.
'Snapped……'
A loud whip whistle sounded in the air, shaking the entire Panlong Mountain like a huge thunder.
People in Panlong Town felt their ears ringing when they heard the whistle. Countless cattle, sheep and livestock roared after hearing the whistle.
At the top of Panlong Mountain, as the whip whistle sounded, the wind roared, trees fell, weeds and gravel flew, and the powerful force caused Qin Lang's body to shake slightly.
"This is no longer human strength. It is too powerful. Even a level 15 tornado cannot reach this level, right?"
"God, this is close to the power of God!"
"God of the steppe!"
Countless warriors were discussing while barely shielding themselves from the howling wind.
"Haha, Wu Manfu, you really have some skills!"
Qin Lang raised his hand and raised the ice stick and said: "My spiritual weapon also has a secret technique! It's called Frozen Thousand Miles, you see!"
With the finger of Qin Lang's ice stick, in an instant, the strong wind suddenly stopped, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees. The entire Panlong Mountain was covered with a layer of blue ice crystals in the blink of an eye, and everything seemed to be solidified by ice.
It was an average stay.
“It’s so cold!”
"What happened? Why did it suddenly freeze?"
"It's Grandmaster Qin. Both Grandmaster Qin and Grandmaster Wu can already control the natural environment, and their magic techniques are at their fingertips. I'm afraid they are not far away from becoming gods."
"Although it's a bit cold, it's really exciting to experience such a battle in person!"
Countless warriors were impressed by the magical fighting skills of the two. Even though they were a little cold, they still looked forward to it, hoping to see it more clearly.
"Qin Changkong, you are really powerful! Come and see me break your magic!"
Wu Manfu looked at the ice blocks that had condensed into a blue world around him, and gently shook his sheep whip. The tail of the whip circled in the air, and hit a piece of ice hard:
"Thousands of horses galloping!"
'Snapped……'
The tail of the whip hit the ice, just like a fierce horse falling from the sky, and the thick horse's hooves left a hoofprint on the ice!
With this hoof print as the center, the sound of galloping horses continued to fall on the frozen land like raindrops. In the blink of an eye, pieces of ice crystals were trampled to pieces!
Qin Lang smiled and watched his frozen world being trampled to pieces. Instead of being annoyed, he was extremely excited: "Okay, okay, great, you are the first person to break through my technique. You were the one attacking just now."