"I will return this sentence to you intact. Don't worry, I will definitely make you disabled.
"Shen Lang smiled coldly.
"You're looking for death!" Ximen Qing was so angry that he couldn't stand this kid's ridicule anymore. He was going to beat Shen Lang into a disability now.
Furious, Ximen Qing took the lead in launching an attack, drawing an arc in mid-air with his palms and pushing forward suddenly! "Boom!" An extremely domineering palm wind suddenly erupted and swept towards Shen Lang.
Seeing the wind coming from the palm, Shen Lang's eyes narrowed, and he quickly patted the storage bag on his waist. The golden light flashed, and the Star Meteor Knife was held in his hand.
"Storage bag!" Several family heads exclaimed. Didn't expect that Shen Lang could even get hold of such a magical object as a storage bag? "Drink!" Shen Lang clenched the Xingyun Knife and slashed the Huashan with all his strength.
A huge sword energy was struck out.
The two forces collided together, making a loud "Boom!" sound.
A violent gust of wind swept across the entire martial arts training ground.
The huge wave of air almost blew Shen Lang away. Shen Lang inserted the knife into the ground and took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his body. Qi and blood surged all over his body.
Damn, this Ximen Qing's strength is really incredible! He is much stronger than the exterminator Taiyang Dabao and his like.
Shen Lang's expression was solemn. Thanks to the blessing of the Star Meteor Sword, and the fact that he used all his strength to slash Huashan with this move, he could barely resist Ximen Qing's palm power.
Shen Lang could clearly see that the palm technique used by Ximen Qing was derived from the Yin Yang He Huan Jue and was very powerful.
Ximen Qing's face was a little frozen. He used 80% of his strength with this palm. He thought he could easily injure Shen Lang, but it did not achieve the effect he wanted.
This kid is a bit evil! He must have practiced some advanced martial arts.
There was a commotion in the audience. Chu Wu, Ye Chao and other martial arts cultivators in the late stage of Wenjing were a little frightened. They were also in the late stage of Wenjing, and the palm power shown by Ximen Qing was beyond their reach.
But unexpectedly, Shen Lang's strength seemed to have greatly increased, and he could actually compete with that level of palm power.
The disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect all looked surprised. This boy was only in the middle stage of the realm, but he could actually receive a blow from Senior Brother Ximen? Shen Lang chose to duel with Ximen Qing, so he was naturally sure of victory.
He held the Star Meteor Sword tightly, rushed forward, and performed the Seven Killing Sword style.
The two of them were fighting each other, and Shen Lang waved the Star Meteor Knife in his hand crazily, without reservation, and every move made the wind howl.
Ximen Qing originally wanted to resolve the battle quickly, but he didn't expect Shen Lang's sword moves to be so domineering and airtight.
Several family heads in the audience were stunned. It turned out that this was Shen Lang's true strength.
Chu Wu couldn't help but marvel: "This kind of martial arts is simply rare in the world!" Yun Luoxue also showed a look of amazement. Shen Lang's strength was beyond her expectation. Among the many young disciples in their family, this kind of strength is absolutely unparalleled.
It is also among the best.
The Seven Killing Sword Styles performed by Shen Lang were completed in one go, extremely coherent, and had almost no flaws.
Every time Ximen Qing waited for an opportunity to find Shen Lang's weak point and attack, Shen Lang could always defend it with sword moves.
Damn it, this sword technique is too evil! Ximen Qing cursed in his heart.
Even though he was in the late stage of Wenjing, he didn't dare to take Shen Lang's sword move forcefully, but he couldn't find a point to attack.
Seeing that he couldn't handle a piece of rubbish in the middle stage of his career, Ximen Qing felt that it was a shame.
Before, he was worried that he would accidentally kill Shen Lang, so he didn't dare to use all his strength. Now that his attack was ineffective, he gave up.
Ximen Qing jumped up and distanced himself from Shen Lang.
Taking this opportunity, Ximen Qing raised his palms in mid-air, and a violent wind gathered between his arms.
"Storm style!" Ximen Qing yelled majestically, and suddenly pushed his palms towards Shen Lang below. A tornado-like palm wind pressed towards Shen Lang. The speed of the palm wind was astonishingly fast.
Ximen Qing was secretly proud. This was his most awesome move, and he used all his strength.
Ximen Qing didn't believe Shen Lang could still stop him.
Shen Lang has seen this move before, not only him, but also several family heads watching the game.
Yang Wei has used this trick before, and it is extremely powerful.
It's the killing move in the Yin Yang He Huan Jue! Shen Lang's pupils kept dilating, and he was already prepared. He frantically poured Qi into the blade of the Star Meteor Knife.
"Blood kill!" Shen Lang shouted in a low voice, and used all his strength to perform a blood kill move! "Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the two forces collided together again. The wind roared, and everyone in the front of the field was stunned.
I couldn't open my eyes due to the howling wind.
Ximen Qing's face was a little ugly. He never expected that his strongest move could be blocked by this kid. Does this guy still want to be so fake? In anger, Ximen Qing flew towards Shen Lang.
Compared to Ximen Qing, Shen Lang is still a bit greener. In terms of experience in fighting enemies, he is far less experienced than Ximen Qing.
Shen Lang had just used a blood-killing move and was now a little exhausted.
Ximen Qing seized the opportunity and gained the upper hand with a set of combos. Shen Lang was overwhelmed and could only defend with all his strength.
Forced to have no choice, Shen Lang could only retreat continuously, relying on the magic light step to deal with Ximen Qing.
After taking a breath, Shen Lang resumed his strong attack and used the Seven Killing Sword Style with all his strength. Ximen Qing's advantage just now gradually disappeared.
It is now almost impossible for Ximen Qing to defeat Shen Lang in a magnificent way. He even gradually realizes that he no longer has the upper hand in terms of moves or body speed.
Shen Lang was also struggling. The Seven Killing Sword style consumed too much energy. If he didn't deal with Ximen Qing quickly, he would definitely be the one who fell.
Shen Lang took the risk and attacked more and more fiercely. Taking advantage of the fact that he still had some strength left, he attacked frantically as if he was risking his life.
Ximen Qing's previous chic look with fluttering clothes had disappeared. Now he was sweating profusely on his forehead and he looked much more embarrassed.
"Bah" sound.
Shen Lang's knife was almost close to Ximen Qing's skin and cut off his robe.
Ximen Qing was wearing only a pair of underpants. He was jumping around, which looked a little indecent, but he didn't care so much at the moment.
Shen Lang's offensive became more and more fierce, and Ximen Qing became more and more afraid, and even changed from taking the initiative to defending.
"Pfft!" Shen Lang slashed his knife across Ximen Qing's lower abdomen. Unfortunately, it only left a shallow blood mark and a large amount of blood spilled out.
"Okay!" Chu Wu, Ye Chao and others in the audience clapped their hands.
Ibuki's pretty face revealed a hint of brilliance, and her palms became sweaty.
Chu You'er's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She just hoped that Shen Lang would be safe and sound.
Ximen Qing felt extremely humiliated. He was actually injured by a garbage in the middle stage? "Young man named Shen, you've pissed me off!" Ximen Qing shouted violently, his eyes filled with anger, and he couldn't care anymore.
So much, even if there is a backlash this time, he will kill this kid! Ximen Qing quickly activated the Xuan Shield Technique, his skin turned green, and his muscles also bulged to varying degrees, like a low-profile