"Junior Brother Shen Lang, Shan'er begs you, don't kill me!"

Xia Shan'er was anxious and exclaimed at Shen Langjiao on the ring, with a hint of crying tone.

"Nothing to be successful!"

Nangong Mo's brows frowned into the character "chuan", and his old face was full of regret.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. In fact, he didn't think about taking Lu Peng's life, he just wanted to scare this guy.

According to the rules of Qianqiu's martial arts, even if Shen Lang really killed Lu Peng accidentally, he would not take responsibility, but his reputation would not sound very good in the future.

Moreover, after all, Lu Peng is the apprentice of the Great Elder Nangong Mo. If he kills him, he will definitely offend the Great Elder.

Shen Lang has been crawling in the cultivation world for so many years and is no longer the impulsive boy he used to be, and he will still consider the consequences when he acts.

"Senior Brother Lu, I won this ring battle. I hope you don't want to hold a grudge against your junior brother."

Shen Lang forcibly sucked back the Guishui Yin Thunder released and said to Lu Peng with a expressionless face.

Lu Peng was so scared that he knelt on the ground, his hair stood up all over his body, he gasped and a lot of sweat had already oozed out of his forehead.

At that moment just now, he really thought he was almost beaten to death by Shen Lang.

Seeing Lu Peng's frightened look, Shen Lang was too lazy to say anything else, and was about to turn around and walk off the ring.

"Miscellaneous man surnamed Shen, don't be proud, I... haven't lost yet!"

Lu Peng raised his head, his face became ferocious again, his eyes were bloodshot, and the strong humiliation gradually made him fall into madness!

Today, in full view of everyone, my face was completely lost. Even the junior sister and the old guy He Jian were pleading with Shen Lang. Lu Peng felt a burning pain on his face and could no longer raise his head.

Lu Peng is the best at face, and has never tasted such a degree of humiliation.

He wished he could peel Shen Lang's skin and drink Shen Lang's blood! If this revenge is not avenged, it will be a nightmare for his life!

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After hearing Lu Peng's cry, Shen Lang was quite impatient and was about to turn around and talk to him.

At that time, Lu Peng turned his hand to sacrifice a black nail with a strange talisman paper on the surface, opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of golden blood, and poured into the black nail.

"Soul-Destroying Nail, go!"

Lu Peng suddenly shot out the black nail in his hand. The talisman paper on the surface of the nail began to burn, and the speed suddenly surged to five or six times, almost to a level that even the spiritual sense could not capture!

I saw dense black runes surging on the surface of the black nails, emitting a huge amount of death, turning into a black light and hitting Shen Lang's back.

"not good!"

Shen Lang suddenly felt a thorn on his back, and immediately realized something was wrong, and tried to dodge in horror.

Unfortunately, the black spikes that imposed the "Spiritual Talisman" were so fast that they could not dodge. Shen Lang was hopeless just by accident.

"Puff!"

Before Shen Lang could turn around, the sharp black spike pierced into his back.

"ah!!!"

Shen Lang suddenly felt a sharp weapon crushing the flesh and blood on his back, and the strong pain made him scream heart-wrenchingly.

The injuries caused by the black spike were not ordinary injuries, but from the double damage of the body and soul. After Shen Lang's flesh and blood were hit for a moment, his soul seemed to have been torn apart, and the pain was unbearable!

"Oh no, it's the Soul-Death Nail!"

It was too late for Shen Lang to react, and the black spikes that pierced into the flesh and blood gushed out a huge amount of death and dense black runes, invading the body.

Large pieces of black runes quickly emerged on the surface of his skin. The runes were like hideous thorns, firmly binding Shen Lang's soul body.

In this way, Shen Lang fell to the ground with almost no resistance, until he couldn't get up, and roared angrily: "Lu Peng, I'm kind to let you go, how dare you plot against me?"

"Don't say it's so high-sounding. Which eye did you see that I lost? Shen Lang Zazi, I, Lu Peng, won the battle today!"

Lu Peng laughed madly.

If Shen Lang hadn't relaxed his vigilance just now, he wouldn't have been so easy to succeed.

This soul-destroying nail was asked by him from his master Nangong Mo before. This object contains extremely strong curse power, with foul air and turbid air in one body. If a half-immortal is hit by the soul-destroying nail, the soul will be severely damaged, and the worst will be dead on the spot!

The Soul-Slaying Nail is a very vicious weapon in the True Immortal Realm. It only works for half-immortals. If it is a True Immortal with a higher cultivation level, the effect will not be obvious.

Once this object pierces into the body of the half immortal, it will continue to damage the soul of the half immortal, making the monk unable to move and unable to live in pain until the three flowers on the top collapse.

"you!"

Shen Lang was so angry that he trembled all over his body. The three golden flowers on his eyebrows began to turn light and dark, and were about to be swallowed by the black runes.

The trauma of the soul-dead nail on the soul body was almost difficult to recover. Shen Lang endured great pain and tried to withstand the power of the curse.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion in the whole audience. I thought the battle was over, but I never expected that Lu Peng would suddenly succeed in a sneak attack and rewritten the outcome.

"This Lu Peng is really not a thing. He kindly wishes to spare his life, but he actually bites him back."

"That's right, it's disgusting to use the immortal talisman in the ring battle. I didn't expect that Lu Peng's slut even used such a vicious thing as the Soul-Slaying Nail."

"It's really a bad life to have such a senior brother!"

The monks started to talk and felt disgusted by Lu Peng's sudden attack.

The ancient artifact sect fell silent, and the disciples looked very bad. Lu Peng's actions were a little too much, and even they couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's so sad that there is such a shameless guy in the ancient artifact gate!"

Ning Xiaoyao's face was as cold as frost, and his teeth were so angry that he felt ache.

"Junior Brother Shen..."

Xia Shan'er looked guilty, she felt that she had harmed Shen Lang.

The elders of the ancient artifact sect in the front row all looked at each other, always thinking that this was inappropriate.

He Jian frowned, and couldn't help it anymore. He stepped forward and asked for instructions: "Great Elder, I'm blunt, the winner of this arena should be Shen Lang. Lu Peng was too opportunistic and secretly attacked his fellow disciples, which was shameless. Even if Lu Peng won this arena battle, the quota for hunting trials should be given to Shen Lang."

"Yes, Elder He Jian said very much. Qianqiu met martial arts to select more powerful disciples. Shen Lang's performance is obvious to everyone, and I think there is no problem."

"Yes, I also think it's appropriate to give Shen Lang the quota, otherwise our ancient artifact sect would definitely make it laughable to outsiders."

Two elders stood on He Jian's side, and more did not express their opinions.

Nangong Mo said coldly: "Peng'er is a fraud, but if you want to blame him, you can only blame Shen Lang for underestimating the enemy. Everything should be done according to the rules. Since Shen Lang has fallen, Peng'er is the winner! Moreover, Shen Lang's identity needs to be found, and you cannot hand over the quota for hunting trials rashly."

"this……"
Chapter completed!