After one blow, the Thunder Dragon was defeated and the black light dissipated.
Most of the sword light of the Shenfeng Sword Formation was defeated, but it managed to hold on and did not collapse.
The strength of the black-robed old man was somewhat beyond Shen Lang's imagination, and his strength at the peak of his divine transformation was indeed extraordinary.
Fortunately, Lei Ze's light-splitting sword contained a huge amount of Yuyang Golden Thunder, which had a strong restraint effect on the black-robed old man's Shura Sword. Otherwise, Shen Lang might not have been able to take this blow so easily.
"No...impossible!"
The old man in black robe turned pale with horror and found it difficult to accept this fact.
How could a mere cultivator in the middle stage of divine transformation take a full blow from himself and still be unharmed?
The combat power of ordinary monks at the peak of God Transformation is at least two or three times that of monks in the late stage of God Transformation! In addition, his Shura Sword is a middle-grade ancient spiritual treasure. Although Shen Lang's set of flying swords are powerful, they are not as good as the ancient spiritual treasure.
level.
This kid is actually able to reverse his huge disadvantages in cultivation and magic weapons, and reach the point where he can compete with himself?
I couldn't believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes.
"this……"
Sun Tzu Hao also stood dumbfounded on the spot, seriously doubting whether Shen Lang was still in the middle stage of becoming a god.
During the fierce fight between Shen Lang and the old man in black robes, Lan Xian'er also took action. She knocked out the eleven restrained cultivators in the transformation stage.
I saw the eleven people falling straight from the sky to the ground. The monks in the transformation stage were quite powerful physically. Falling from the sky like this would not kill them, but some guys who were not physically strong still vomited blood after falling.
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Lan Xian'er followed Shen Lang's instructions and did not take the lives of these eleven god-transformation monks, but these guys were all unconscious and could not hinder them.
After taking care of the eleven god-transformation stage monks, Lan Xian'er came to Shen Lang's side, with a hint of joking on her pretty face.
The old man in black robe had an earth-colored face and felt that something was not good.
Shen Lang glanced at the old man in black robe and said contemptuously: "Old man, didn't you just say you wanted to kill us? Why, why don't you speak now?"
The old man in black robes was sweating on his forehead. He never dreamed that the other party was so powerful. He could only grit his teeth and said: "My fellow Taoist has amazing magical powers, and I am willing to be defeated. This matter is purely a misunderstanding. We can completely reduce the big issue to the trivial matter."
none……"
Upon hearing this, Sun Zihao on the side became unhappy and shouted: "Uncle Hei, you are a monk at the peak of God Transformation. What are you afraid of him doing? Don't tell me that you can't beat him!"
The old man in black robes, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, wonders if he can beat you, don’t you know?
If it were Shen Lang alone, the black-robed old man would still have the strength to fight, but he still had to face Lan Xian'er, who had strange magical powers, and he was completely unsure.
"Young Master, please stop irritating these two guys with your words now. Their strength is extraordinary. Even if I can rush up and fight them, there is no way to guarantee your safety, Young Master."
The old man in black robe hurriedly sent a message to Sun Zihao.
"Uncle Hei, how can you allow someone else's ambition to destroy your own prestige? Am I, Sun Zihao, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Today, the city lord of Japan must see what this kid is capable of!"
Sun Tzu Hao shouted arrogantly. He just didn't believe in this evil, so he immediately used his most powerful magic weapon, a blue crystal long sword with blue cold flames on the hilt.
The smell was terrifying and the frost was biting. "Young Master, say goodbye!"
The expression of the old man in black robe changed and he was about to step forward to stop him.
"Five-color phantom light!"
Shen Lang saw the right moment, opened his mouth and spit out a five-color phantom light, hitting the black-robed old man among the lightning and flint.
"ah!!!"
The old man in black robe held his head and let out a shrill scream, his brain was hurting extremely.
Shen Lang's five-color phantom light is not very effective against monks at the peak of their spiritual transformation, but it can also render the opponent incapacitated in a short period of time.
"Ice Dragon Sword, cut!"
At the same time, Sun Tzu Hao frantically poured a large amount of spiritual power into the blue crystal sword in his hand, and struck Shen Lang with one sword.
For a moment, the sky was full of wind and snow, and countless ice dragons emerged from the blue crystal sword in his hand. Blue cold flames were burning on their bodies, and the air condensed into ice wherever they passed.
The magic weapon in Sun Tzu Hao's hand is also a middle-grade ancient spiritual treasure, otherwise it would not be able to exert such great power.
But this level of attack was really not worth mentioning in Shen Lang's eyes.
Shen Lang smiled sarcastically and continued to activate the Shenfeng Sword Formation, and the wave-like sword light swept towards the ice dragon.
"boom!"
A violent explosion followed, and all the ice dragons were swallowed up by the golden sword light, easily neutralizing Sun Tzu Hao's attack.
The large sword light trapped Sun Tzu Hao tightly and strangled him crazily.
"Hei...Uncle Hei, save me!"
Sun Tzu Hao was so frightened that his scalp was numb, but the Uncle Hei he was talking about was still holding his head and screaming, as if he had been attacked by some kind of spirit, and his combat effectiveness was zero.
Lan Xian'er tied up the black-robed old man's body with the Cloud Swallowing Lock.
The huge gap in strength made Sun Tzu Hao's little pride disappear. He hurriedly raised the blue crystal sword in his hand to resist the sword light coming from all directions.
"Tao... Fellow Taoist, please spare your life! You can't kill me. I am the son of the city lord of Tiannan City. If you kill me, my father Feihu Zhenren will never let you go!"
Sun Tzu Hao was so frightened that he trembled all over and roared hysterically.
"Young City Master has a tough background and I can't afford to offend you. I won't kill you, but I can give you a big gift!"
Shen Lang smiled coldly and sent a message to Lan Xian'er to control Sun Zihao.
Lan Xianer immediately displayed the phantom realm. Under the phantom realm, Sun Zihao screamed and lost the ability to resist.
Shen Lang withdrew the Shenfeng Sword Formation, flew directly in front of Sun Zihao, and without saying a word, slapped Sunzi Hao hard on the face!
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded.
"ah!"
Sun Zihao screamed like a ghost, vomited blood, and lost several of his teeth.
This is not a slap, it's like a huge meteor hammer hitting me!
"This is my gift to you!"
Shen Lang grinned and slapped Sun Zihao on the face again.
This is not over yet.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Shen Lang slapped Sun Zihao for more than thirty times in a row. Sun Zi Hao's face was swollen like a pig's head, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his mouth, nose and ears. Sun Zi Hao was almost passed out from the torture. His face was filled with boundless fear, and he was once suspicious.
Has his face been slapped off by Shen Lang?
After beating Sun Zihao, Shen Lang continued to beat the old man in black robe.
The old man in black robe was beaten even more severely. His ribs were broken all over his body, and his face was swollen like a pig's head. It was too miserable to look at.
After doing these things, Shen Lang and Lan Xian'er tied the two unlucky guys under a big tree with cloud-swallowing locks.
All the cultivators in the transformation stage were eliminated. Shen Lang, Lan Xianer and the unconscious Xiaodie continued to sit on Ziyun Peak and flew towards the distant horizon.