"How... how is it possible!" Zhou Kuang's expression was dull and his brain was buzzing. He really could not have imagined that the ending would be like this.
With just one move, Shen Lang killed a five-star master, or was it an instant kill? No, Shen Lang must have hit that sword move just now, otherwise it would be impossible to exert such a powerful force.
Zhou Kuang's heart suddenly sank. It's over. He was tricked by this kid! When the kid Shen Lang fought Pan Sen before, he must have deliberately created the illusion of weakness. It was only in this last fight that he really showed his strength.
"Brother Kuang, what...what should we do now?" Wan Tianpeng asked, his voice trembling.
"How do I know what to do!" Zhou Kuang's expression was extremely gloomy. One of the masters of Fengyun Hall died inexplicably. How could he communicate with his superiors? He already regretted it. No wonder Wan San had asked him to do it before.
Beware of this Shen Lang, this kid is not as simple as he thought.
Damn it, you shouldn't have listened to Wan Tianpeng's words if you knew it. Now that you have completely provoked this boy Shen Lang, things will be very difficult to handle.
No matter how powerful Long Yuan was, Shen Lang could defeat the five-star master with one move. Zhou Kuang didn't think Long Yuan could resist for long.
If he keeps playing like this, Long Yuan will probably be played to death by Shen Lang.
"Damn it, I'm just unlucky today!" Zhou Kuang cursed loudly and reserved a room, wanting to go down in person to stop the continuation of the ring battle.
Wan Tianpeng, who was standing by, felt increasingly uneasy. He had previously thought that even if Shen Lang was powerful, he was not so powerful that he could not be dealt with.
Something is wrong with the situation now. This guy has obviously hidden his strength.
Wan Tianpeng's face remained uncertain for a while, and finally he decided to run away.
Shen Lang's strength suddenly increased a lot, and Wan Tianpeng was a little worried about his own safety.
Wan Tianpeng also walked out of the door, preparing to slip away.
Many people in the ring felt sick after seeing this bloody scene.
This is no longer a boxing match, but a fight.
Shen Lang waved the long sword in his hand, scattering the blood on the sword, and stared at Long Yuan beside him expressionlessly.
Long Yuan's face was solemn, and Shen Lang killed a five-star master with lightning speed, which immediately put great pressure on him.
At this time, timidity leads to death faster. Long Yuan knew this truth well, so he simply took the risk and rushed towards Shen Lang without stopping.
"Drink!" Long Yuan's eyes were bloodshot and he let out a loud shout. He turned one hand into a claw and grabbed Shen Lang's neck fiercely.
It can be clearly seen that a sharp wind emerged from the five fingers of Long Yuan's right hand, piercing the air and striking towards Shen Lang like lightning.
"Dragon claw hand?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. A monk with Shaolin's unique skills would actually become a lackey of Fengyun Hall? Although Long Yuan's dragon claw hand is not very skillful, its power cannot be underestimated. One claw
It can easily crush thick steel plates, let alone flesh and blood.
This guy's strength is not even a little bit higher than the previous Pan Sen. Not only is his physical fitness amazing, he is also a martial artist at the peak of his early days, and his internal strength is also relatively strong.
Long Yuan is considered to be the top existence among the five-star masters.
Shen Lang quickly raised his long sword to defend, and one of Long Yuan's claws hit the sword body. The two internal forces collided. Shen Lang took a few steps back, minimizing Long Yuan's attack.
If Shen Lang didn't use his inner energy to resist, Long Yuan's claw could directly smash the sword in his hand.
The main reason is that Shen Lang has very little internal power and can only take the smallest defense.
Fortunately, the quality of this sword is good, and Long Yuan's claw did not break the sword.
Waiting for the opponent to release his strength, Shen Lang quickly turned from defense to offense. With his eyes focused, he seized the opportunity and turned the long sword in his hand into a phantom, attacking towards Long Yuan.
"Drink!" Long Yuan was shocked, and the long sword in Shen Lang's hand turned into countless phantoms, carrying a weak sword energy, stabbing towards him.
Long Yuan hurriedly used his claws to parry, and used his internal strength to forcefully deflect Shen Lang's sword thrust.
"Ding ding ding!" Numerous crisp sounds mixed with air explosions came as Long Yuan's claw hand pointed at Shen Lang with high frequency, blocking the wind and stabbing Shen Lang one after another.
The scene was really dazzling, and the audience watched in horror. They grabbed Shen Lang's stabbing sword with their bare hands and it was still intact. This was too weird! What was shocking was that the sword in Shen Lang's hand was getting faster and faster.
So fast, even his footsteps were like ghosts, and there was no trace at all.
"What kind of move is this?" Long Yuan cried out in his heart, and finally a hint of panic appeared on his face. He could no longer parry Shen Lang's flowing sword moves, so he had to retreat one after another.
To outsiders on the field, the long sword in Shen Lang's hand was like a stream of light, dazzling people and making it difficult to see what was real.
Flow of Light! is the fastest move among the three moves of Seizing the Moon. Each strike can activate the flow of sword energy. This move is best for quickly suppressing the enemy.
However, the true energy used by Shen Lang was very weak, and it was not enough to hit the flowing light sword energy.
But Shen Lang drew his sword very quickly, and it became faster and faster, and Long Yuan gradually couldn't resist it, and was hit by the sword one after another in various parts of his body.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Long Yuan's body was covered with blood. There were blood holes all over his upper body. The blood dyed his monk's robe red. The sword energy shredded half of the monk's robe, and blood spilled all over the floor.
The audience in the audience couldn't help but tremble all over. They had never seen such a weird fencing technique before. They couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at every move in the ring.
"Wait a minute!" Zhou Kuang, who was running down the stairs, yelled.
Many viewers at the scene turned their attention to Zhou Kuang.
Zhou Kuang ran towards the ring quickly.
Damn it, as soon as he came down, Long Yuan was beaten to death! "Shen Lang, don't kill him!" Zhou Kuang yelled.
Shen Lang's eyes narrowed, and he used a stone-splitting palm to shake Long Yuan away in front of him, and then used a return movement to seize the moon, and rushed forward to stab Long Yuan in the lower abdomen.
It is the Dantian in Longyuan's belly.
Shen Lang's long sword stabbed and twisted, Long Yuan's face twisted, a low scream came from his mouth, and his lower abdomen had turned into a blood hole.
The sword energy struck, even if it is weak, will instantly crush the arteries and veins, making it difficult for the wound to heal.
Especially the Dantian. Shen Lang used a long sword to crush the Dantian in Long Yuan's belly, which was equivalent to destroying this guy's cultivation! Facts have proved that when Shen Lang is really serious, as long as the opponent is not a six-star master, he will basically not
Falling into the wind.
"No!" Zhou Kuang's eyes rounded and he roared.
"You...you destroyed me!" Long Yuan fell to the ground, staring at Shen Lang with red eyes, and a lot of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His expression made him want to eat Shen Lang.
"It's okay if I don't kill you. If you keep chirping in my ear, I won't mind sending you home to the west with one sword.
"Shen Lang snorted coldly.
Veins popped out on Long Yuan's forehead, and it was more uncomfortable to have his cultivation crippled than to kill him directly.