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- "You young masters are all heroes of our Southern Wilderness Barbarian Clan, and your ancestors are heroes of our Barbarian Clan. You must now show your bravery in front of the Little Barbarian Princess Manshu in this sacred water ceremony."
While he was speaking, he waved his hand toward the lake. More than ten barbarian soldiers each carried a canoe and put it on the lake. They pulled the cable tightly to prevent the canoe from being swept away by the whirlpool. In just a moment, All of them were so swollen that their faces turned red. .
The black staff pointed at the canoes and continued: "Young masters, you each board the canoes, and finally step on the stone bridge, stand side by side with the little barbarian princess Manshu, and hold the sacred water ceremony. He is a hero of the barbarians, worthy of the princess. .¡±
Speaking of this, almost all the young masters of the Barbarian tribe¡¯s eyes lit up.
Those terrifying whirlpools and rapids, what are they compared to the little Barbarian Princess Manshu at the height, and the position of the Barbarian King behind her?
When they were gearing up and eager to give it a try, the leader of the Liehuo Sect, the leader of the sect who had been silent since entering Yunmeng City, suddenly walked out.
What does he want to do? When the barbarians in the Southern Wilderness were warily looking at this man, he bowed his hands to the leader of the Barbarian God and the queen from a distance, and said loudly: "Everyone, please add another boat, and my disciple Li Han will also participate."
"What?!"
All the young masters of the Barbarian tribe and everyone who heard these words, except for the leader of the Barbarian God and the queen, were first shocked and then angry, and looked at the Liehuo Sect Master fiercely.
This Sacred Water Sacrifice is a grand ceremony of the barbarians in the Southern Wilderness. In the eyes of the barbarians, it is very tolerant to allow the Fire Sect to watch. They did not expect that they would dare to make such an unreasonable request. This is to determine the king's daughter and husband. How could the grand ceremony of the future barbarian king be something that an outsider who was not a barbarian from the Southern Wilderness could participate in?
???????????????????????????Except for the young master of the Eighteen Barbarians, the other barbarians are heroes no matter how great they are. There is no qualification to participate.
What is that Li Han?
Surprisingly, the queen still looked lazy and had no reaction at all, and the leader of the Barbarian God just asked lightly: "What is the reason? Master Liehuo, please clarify."
"It's very simple."
The leader of Liehuo Sect stroked his fiery red beard, called Li Han in front of him, and said: "My little disciple Li Han, he is also from the Southern Wilderness Barbarian Clan, the direct son of the Li family, and of the blood of the Barbarian King. Naturally he is qualified to participate!"
There was silence and disbelief, and then it turned into a stormy sea.
"impossible!"
"What are you talking about? How could he be of the blood of the Barbarian King?!"
"Bring me the evidence."
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Faced with everyone¡¯s doubts. The Liehuo Sect Master's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even say a word. He just stretched out his hand and tore Li Han's clothes directly from the collar, exposing his chest full of chest hair.
Amidst the sound of cracking silk, the whole Shenshui Lakeside. Suddenly it became quiet.
After this scene appeared, everyone¡¯s eyes were focused on Li Han¡¯s chest.
There, a strange beast came to life. Roaring at the moon.
"Blessed by the Barbarian God, the Li clan crest!"
"He is actually a descendant of the Barbarian King. Direct lineage of the Li family?"
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After the silence, the hustle and bustle of Shenshui Lake was almost boiling. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, but they had to admit Li Han's identity.
The Barbarian God has given him a blessing, and he is tattooed with a clan pattern, which represents the power of the Barbarian God and the bloodline of the Barbarian King, which cannot be faked at all.
This Li Han turned out to be the direct descendant of the Li family among the four major clans of the Man tribe.
???Looking at his appearance more closely at this time, Li Han's appearance really has some characteristics of the barbarians of the Southern Wilderness.
Seeing that no one could question him, the leader of Liehuo Sect said leisurely: "This sect was picked up by our sect more than 20 years ago when we were traveling in the Southern Wilderness. We cherished his qualifications, so we took him as our disciple and taught him carefully until now. .¡±
"Today, since my disciple wants to return to his clan and seek the welfare of other clansmen, my sect master takes it upon himself to fulfill his duties. I wonder if the leader and the queen have any objections?"
Traveling to the Southern Wilderness?
¡ª¡ªHe is leading the Fiery Fire Sect into the Southern Wilderness!
Picked up?
Kill his parents and then rob them!
Do you cherish his qualifications?
¡ª¡ªThe rare goods can live in and value their status!
I don¡¯t know how many people criticized the Liehuo Sect Master¡¯s words, but for a moment they had nothing to say. After all, Li Han did have the qualifications.
If the leader of the Liehuo Sect randomly recommends anyone, even if the Southern Barbarians are afraid of the Liehuo Sect, they will never allow them to defile the sacred water sacrifice. But since Li Han meets the requirements, that's another story.
Whether it was the young master of the Eighteen Barbarians, the leader of the Barbarian God, or the queen, they all fell silent.
After a while, the leader of the Barbarian God slowly opened his mouth and said: "Then this is the end!"
With the final word, another canoe was placed on the Shenshui Lake.
At this time, there were a total of nineteen canoes floating on the Shenshui Lake. However, there were nearly a hundred barbarian soldiers dragging the canoes on the shore. They were dragging themselves step by step into the Shenshui Lake.
The strong suction of the vortex across the Shenshui Lake can be seen from this.
"start!"
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Mo Xuan was mixed in among them, his footsteps kept moving, and his expression was a bit solemn.
Faintly, he felt that something was wrong. Both the Barbarian God Cult Master and the Fiery Sect Master looked a bit weird. Coupled with the strange changes in Li Han's body, the encounter in the Shenshui Lake that day, everything came together, giving Mo Xuan a feeling of an undercurrent.
The undercurrent underneath, even surging over the huge whirlpool on the lake, is another kind of terrifying.
No matter what, the young masters of the barbarians boarded the canoe one by one. With the order, the barbarian soldiers loosened the ropes.
¡°Swish, swish, swish¡±
In an instant, nineteen canoes were spinning rapidly around the Shenshui Lake, following the rapids like arrows.
On the canoe, the young masters of the Barbarians all held weapons in their hands and looked around warily.
A moment later, a scream, accompanied by the sound of "plop" water, reached Mo Xuan's ears.
Mo Xuan¡¯s expression changed. Looking through the water vapor and mist covering the surface of the Shenshui Lake, one can see a young Barbarian master ignited with fire and falling into the Shenshui Lake.
Immediately, a wave hit him and he was submerged in it.
At the same time, two canoes passed each other. The canoe with people on it showed Li Han who looked calm and slowly retracted his palm.
"It's him!"
Mo Xuan thumped for a moment, vaguely understanding something.
At this time, a voice came from the shore of the lake: "Nawu is defeated, and the winner is Li Han!"
"Failed?"
Mo Xuan frowned and vaguely felt something, but had no time to think about it. Not far behind him, Li Han of the Fire Sect was approaching quickly.
It¡¯s not just the power of the vortex itself. Under his feet, streaks of fire wrapped around the canoe, causing its speed to continue to increase, chasing the canoes in front one by one.
"Li Hei is defeated, Li Han is the winner!"
"Luo Shan loses. Li Han wins!"
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In just a moment, after just one circle around Shenshui Lake, several announcements were made in succession, and the winner was all Li Han.
Seeing this result, countless noises came from the shore. The target was naturally Li Han, who was being brutally attacked.
Originally, Li Han's participation made the barbarians feel inappropriate, but now he defeated so many young barbarian masters in a short time, so how could the barbarians not make noises.
It should be noted that these young masters of the Barbarian tribe are in the sacred water ceremony. They represent the interests of their respective barbarian tribes!
"snort!"
"So what if I leave it to you to solve?"
Mo Xuan sneered, not at this time. Instead of entangled with Li Han on the Shenshui Lake, he was even more happy that Li Han would get rid of the rest of the young masters of the Barbarians together.
While thinking in his heart. His feet shook, and a flash of green light floated on the canoe. Suddenly the back end sank, the upper end rose, and the part in contact with the water surface was like a long knife, cutting through the huge waves.
In just a moment, Mo Xuan passed four or five Barbarian young masters one after another, and drove towards the center of the whirlpool in circles.
"Manshu!"
When Mo Xuanwen heard the news, he saw Na Lang looking at him fiercely in the parallel direction across the seven or eight feet of water. Unknowingly, Mo Xuan had already surpassed him.
When Mo Xuanwang came, Nalang's face showed a ferocious look, he clenched the long whip in his hand, and thought in his heart: "Leave those rubbish behind to that Li Han who came out of nowhere. I'll take Manshu first." It¡¯s been solved, why is he so fast?¡±
The parallel between the two sides could not last for long. Nalang didn't think much about it at all. He flicked the whip in his hand, shattered the torrent between the two sides with a "pop" and whipped it directly towards Mo Xuan.
When the whip was struck, it seemed to Nalang that if Mo Xuan resisted, he would fall into the water and be defeated; if he didn't resist, the canoe would be broken into pieces. Anything is fineGet rid of this annoying guy!
What he never expected was that when his whip was about to hit Mo Xuan's head, a sarcastic look appeared on Mo Xuan's face.
"Seeking death!"
Mo Xuan snorted disdainfully and flicked the tip of the whip accurately with his finger.
"Crackling"
A stream of green sword energy flowed upstream from the tip of the whip, and the entire long whip was broken into pieces. It was shattered by the sword energy contained in it before it could be scattered into the lake.
Just when Nalang had his hands empty and his eyes widened in disbelief, a frightening scene happened.
A burst of colorful light flashed across Mo Xuan's empty hands, and then a rough giant bow and a ferocious long arrow appeared in his hand.
"ah"
Nalang exclaimed, but before he could react, a shrill sound of long arrows tearing through the air reached his ears, and then his feet fell into the air and fell into the lake, where he was instantly submerged by the waves.
In its original place, only the fragments of the canoe that were broken in two by Mo Xuan's arrow were left and scattered, one by one they were submerged into the lake and disappeared.
Mo Xuan's eyes flashed with strange color, and he transformed the Seven Treasure Ring back to its original appearance. He could have shot Na Lang directly, but at that moment he vaguely understood something, so he deliberately held back, only shooting the boat but not the person.
When they saw Mo Xuan showing off that exaggerated giant bow and shooting an arrow, Na Lang, who was very likely to win the first place, completely lost hope. The young masters of the Barbarians who saw this scene from a distance all exclaimed in surprise. Voice.
Mo Xuan just glanced at them indifferently, and had no intention of killing them one by one with his giant bow. He just stood on the canoe with his hands behind his hands, showing that he would not offend anyone unless they offend him.
There is a lesson from Nalang. Even if the other young masters of the Barbarian tribe had the chance, they subconsciously avoided Mo Xuan. After all, no one wanted to swim in Shenshui Lake so early.
However, some things cannot be avoided.
When Mo Xuan rode Juechen. The noises on the banks of Shenshui Lake kept coming one after another, and the names of Nameng, Luotai, Naji, Li Shun, Li Hei the young masters of the Barbarian tribe were placed on the balance of losers.
On the other side of the balance, there is always only one person who is the winner - Li Han!
During the whole process, Mo Xuan was not interested in how the young masters of the Barbarian tribe, who were far behind Mo Xuan, entangled with each other, and how they were solved by Li Han one by one and fell into the Shenshui Lake. .
He just knows. When a certain moment came, Shenshui Lake suddenly became quiet, with noises all around and fighting behind him. All fell into silence.
A moment later, Mo Xuan approached the stone bridge, and when he was about to step on it, the sound of hunting like flames burning in the strong wind came from behind.
Looking back. Only about ten feet behind him, Li Han could see flames burning all over his body, reflecting the surrounding lake into a fiery red color, and his whole body was like a bonfire. Burning.
Li Han had no expression on his face and just raised one hand above his head. Pressed down with a crash.
"Wow"
A huge palm made of flames instantly spanned a distance of more than ten feet. It shrouded Mo Xuan and the canoe at his feet.
"When did Li Han have such strength?"
Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes, a flash of light flashed on his right thumb, and a large shield appeared in his hand.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? by? by? of? a? " boom ",? and? the? giant? flaming? palm? crashed? into? the big shield, sending sparks flying everywhere.
"Whoosh"
With the power of this palm, the already fast canoe accelerated again. In an instant, it hit the stone bridge in the center of the lake and broke into pieces of wood floating on the water. Mo Xuan then jumped down and stepped onto the stone bridge. .
As soon as he stepped onto the stone bridge, Mo Xuan's right hand holding the big shield suddenly waved back.
"brush"
In the process of waving, the big shield flashed away, and was replaced by a Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which slashed backwards in vertical and horizontal directions.
With a "crash", the canoe broke into pieces, and Li Han fell into the Shenshui Lake.
There was a moment of silence, and then the cheers of "Manshu! Manshu! Manshu!" kept coming from the shore of Shenshui Lake.
God knows that the young master Manshu played by Mo Xuan has never received such cheers. Now it is nothing more than the defeat of all the young masters of the Barbarians. Seeing that Li Han, an outsider, is about to reach the top, Manshu Yanhui is genuine no matter what. The young master of the Barbarian tribe is not comparable to Li Han, an outsider.
But they don¡¯t know that the young master Manshu they are cheering for is also a Westerner.A real outsider!
The cheers by the Shenshui Lake did not affect Mo Xuan. There was no look of relaxation on his face, but instead his eyes were focused, looking at a place dozens of feet away.
Immediately, the place exploded with a "bang" on the water, and Li Han jumped out of the water like a drowned rat.
There was a distance of tens of feet between the two of them, looking at each other from a distance.
If Mo Xuanna's backhand slash wasn't too close to Shiqiao's strength, it would have been enough to make Li Han lose the chance. How could he get up from the lake again?
"Pity."
Mo Xuan looked at the still turbulent Shenshui Lake with a somewhat strange look on his face, "But this is fine."
"Rather than letting people peek in the dark all the time, it's better"
¡°¡turn over the table!¡±
When a cold light suddenly appeared in Mo Xuan's eyes, Li Han on the other side pulled off his wet clothes and was about to continue to fit them and pounce on them.
Faced with his actions, Mo Xuan had no intention of getting entangled with him. He just made a distant gesture to indicate a pause.
Li Han was stunned for a moment, then he actually stopped and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask why.
"It's still like this."
Mo Xuan smiled. He had just come into contact with this person not long ago. Li Han's stiffness left a deep impression on him, so he couldn't help but take advantage of it.
He did not immediately explain to Li Han, but faced the Shenshui Lake, in the direction of the queen, the leader of the Man God, and others, and said loudly: "Manshu has something that I don't understand. I dare to ask the leader and the queen to clear up my doubts."
Mo Xuan's voice rolled away, suppressing the sound of the raging torrent, reaching the ears of the Barbarian God Cult Master and others, and then radiated, allowing all barbarians to hear clearly.
"Young masters, where are they?"
"Is it death? Is it alive?!"
As soon as this question came out, it immediately caused an uproar among the barbarians because it was asked by Young Master Manshu, the only young master of the Barbarians who persisted until the end.
"Do you still need to ask?"
"Didn't he get rescued into the Barbarian Temple or the Royal Palace?"
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The scope of Shenshui Lake at this time included the original Barbarian Palace and Barbarian God Cult. All the Barbarian young masters who fell into the water did not struggle or reappear. All barbarians took it for granted that they were rescued in those two places.
In fact, in the Shenshui Festival of the past dynasties, such battles have been fought on the Shenshui Lake. It is always like this. The barbarians have long been accustomed to it, and no one thinks there is anything wrong.
However, it was Mo Xuan who raised such a question. He was the last hope in the minds of the barbarians, so he was not ignored.
Amidst the bursts of noise, the surging voice of the leader of the Barbarian God rang out: "Young Master Manshu, do you have any questions?"
"Yes, I have questions."
Mo Xuan pointed a finger at Li Han, while looking at the leader of the Barbarian God, he shouted sternly: "Leader, Manshu doesn't understand why you want this outsider to take action and kill my young master of the Southern Wilderness!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. Although the appearance of the leader of the Barbarian God was hidden in a black robe, no one would doubt that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Mo Xuan¡¯s accusation is tantamount to saying that he colluded with outsiders and betrayed the Southern Wilderness barbarians.
"Manshu Yanhui, do you know what you are talking about?"
The insidious voice of the leader of the Barbarian God sounded, as if the huge divine water lake was about to freeze into ice.
"No need to worry about this, Master, Manshu will naturally understand."
¡°What¡¯s the truth? It¡¯s better for everyone to see it with their own eyes.¡±
While speaking, Mo Xuan knelt down, put a palm into the divine water lake, and stirred it slightly.
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