Xuanwei's face, which had been so smug just now, suddenly froze, and for a moment he wondered if he had seen an illusion.
My own sun-penetrating hammer is a middle-grade immortal weapon, how could it be so easily knocked away by the opponent's attack?
Before Xuan Wei could recover from the shock, the golden-eyed stone ape rushed forward like a cannonball, raised his fists, and turned into an overwhelming flaming fist shadow, sweeping towards Xuan Wei.
"hiss!"
Xuan Wei was so frightened that he took in a breath of cold air, quickly formed a seal with his hands, and let out a hysterical shout: "Fourth level magic, Broken Wood Golden Dog!"
With a loud shout, a large number of golden vicious dog shadows suddenly condensed in front of Xuan Wei.
Each golden dog is dozens of feet long and has an extremely ferocious aura.
"Woof woof woof!"
A series of rough and violent barking sounds came, and all the golden dog shadows carried a shockingly huge spiritual pressure and rushed towards the incoming flame fist shadow like an overwhelming mountain.
“Dong dong dong!!!”
The flaming fist shadows all over the sky collided with the group of golden dogs, and a loud sound like a mountain falling and the earth cracking broke out, which lasted for a long time.
The strong wind caused by the explosion swept all around, and bursts of spiritual light splashed out from the surface of the restrictions around the arena, which showed the great power of the magical powers released by both parties.
Xuan Wei only persisted for a moment, and the golden dogs released from the seal in front of him were defeated by the flame fist shadow without a trace.
Shen Lang used the form of the golden-eyed stone ape to display the divine power domain, and the power was no less powerful than the fourth-level immortal art. With the blessing of the fourth-level immortal art karma fire domain, the comprehensive burst of power could not only reverse Shen Lang's fight with
The difference in Xuan Wei's cultivation level can still stabilize Xuan Wei.
"No!"
Seeing the overwhelming flaming fist shadows falling straight down, Xuan Wei was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split.
Only now did he understand how terrifying the boy in front of him was.
"boom!!!"
With a blow that felt like the world was shattering, Xuan Wei's body was smashed into countless pieces of flesh by the flame fist shadow, and his body was shattered into pieces.
In just one encounter, Xuan Wei's body was smashed to pieces by Shen Lang with the force of thunder.
The huge contrast made the monks watching the battle take a breath of cold air, and everyone looked at Shen Lang as if they were looking at a monster.
This young disciple of the Ancient Artifact Sect is only at the peak of the early stage of half-immortal. His ability to surpass an elite disciple like Xuan Wei who has been famous for a long time is really unexpected.
Even Luo Cheng, who was presiding over the ring battle, looked at Shen Lang with strange eyes.
After destroying Xuan Wei's body, Shen Lang turned into a human form.
With the magical power of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Xuan Wei's physical body gradually recovered.
"The winner of this match is Shen Lang of the Ancient Artifact Sect." Luo Cheng announced as usual.
"Accepted."
Shen Lang hugged his fists towards Xuan Wei, who had just recovered his body, and then flew off the ring without looking back.
Xuan Wei left the ring in disgrace, looking extremely ugly.
He never dreamed that he would lose the first match, and he still lost to an early-stage half-immortal monk. This made Xuanwei so embarrassed that he was embarrassed to raise his head.
"Damn it, when did this person come out of the Ancient Artifact Sect?"
Xuanwei secretly sighed at his bad luck.
Even though he was extremely unwilling, he still recognized Shen Lang's strength, and the combat power of the boy he was facing was simply unfathomable.
Shen Lang walked off the stage.
"Bah bang bang!"
The whole audience burst into warm applause. It was truly a thrilling duel.
Shen Lang's ability to defeat the strong with the weak is indeed worthy of admiration.
"Well done, Junior Brother Shen!"
"Junior brother is so powerful, it's really hard for you to hide it from us!"
"Congratulations to junior brother for defeating a powerful enemy!"
A group of disciples from the Ancient Artifact Sect in the stands also clapped their hands excitedly. They couldn't imagine that Shen Lang, who was usually so low-key, could have such a strong combat power.
No wonder the other party dared to call Senior Brother Ban Lu Peng, it turned out that he had the confidence for a long time.
The world of cultivation respects the strong. The stronger Shen Lang is, the more his disciples naturally admire him.
Xia Shan'er glanced at Shen Lang secretly, feeling happy for this junior brother in her heart.
"Elder He Jian, you have gained a good disciple!"
"Yes, this guy Shen Lang is so talented. He really makes us envious."
"The Ancient Artifact Sect has gained another pillar."
Many elders congratulated He Jian and praised Shen Lang.
"The elders are ridiculously praising me. My disciple's cultivation is weak and not worth mentioning. Don't praise him too much to make him proud and complacent."
He Jian said this, but his heart was filled with joy. Shen Lang was so successful, which also made him, a master, look good.
"He is indeed a malleable talent."
Nangong Mo only commented lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Returning to the stands, Shen Lang felt quite happy when he heard the cheers of the disciples of the Ancient Artifact Sect around him.
"Congratulations on the promotion."
Ning Xiaoyao, who was beside her, glanced at Shen Lang with her beautiful eyes and said softly.
She had long expected that Shen Lang would win, but Shen Lang won so cleanly, which made Ning Xiaoyao feel a little surprised. Ning Xiaoyao is very strong at heart and has always admired the strong. Shen Lang's performance made her look at this man with admiration.
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Shen Lang nodded slightly: "I also wish the Holy Lady a successful start."
Ning Xiaoyao said "hmm" and said nothing.
Not everyone at the Ancient Artifact Gate is happy.
"It's so fucking evil!"
Seeing that Shen Lang defeated Xuan Wei in a single confrontation and made a big splash, Lu Peng's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
I don't know if it's his illusion, but Lu Peng always feels that this bastard Shen Lang has become more powerful than last time?
Of course, Lu Peng would not admit this fact.
Judging from Shen Lang's ability, he should be able to compete for the top twenty places. Lu Peng hopes that he can fight Shen Lang during the competition for rankings and teach this kid the principles of life!
In order to secure his ranking in this arena battle, Lu Peng asked his master Nangong Mo for a powerful weapon that would make him invincible.
The Qianqiu Martial Arts Competition continues.
The disciples of the Ancient Artifact Sect have a strong overall strength, and only a thousand disciples were eliminated in the first round.
Ning Xiaoyao and Lu Peng both advanced successfully. They were extremely powerful and both defeated their opponents with just one move.
After that, the second round, the third round, the fourth round...until the ninth round, Shen Lang was lucky. The opponents he encountered were not as strong as Xuan Wei in the first round. Naturally, he advanced to the tenth round with great ease.
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Xia Shan'er, Ning Xiaoyao and Lu Peng also advanced to the tenth round.
The Qianqiu Martial Arts Competition lasted for more than two months before the competition finally reached the tenth round.
After the first nine rounds of elimination, there are only 50 monks left in the tenth round. The monks who can stand out from this round of battle will have a high probability of getting a place in the hunting trial!
The tenth round of the arena battle was held as scheduled.
On this day, there were crowds of people around Qianqiu City Square and there was a lot of noise.
The Qianqiu Martial Arts Competition has progressed so far, and the monks who have advanced to the tenth round represent the most powerful young monks in Qianqiu Peak.
Many casual cultivators in Qianqiu Peak came here to see the master.
"Today is the tenth round of the Qianqiu Huiwu Arena, and it is also the most crucial round. I hope that all the young disciples of the Seven Immortal Sects will make good use of it and seize the opportunity."
Luo Cheng made a brief opening statement, then waved his sleeves and threw out fifty jade tokens.
"Boohoo!"
In the midst of lightning and flint, fifty monks jumped into the air from the stands of the Seven Immortal Sects and grabbed a flying jade token.
Shen Lang randomly grabbed a jade card, and the match number was 11.
Who would have thought that Lu Peng would deliberately follow Shen Lang and get a glimpse of his match number.
Lu Peng quickly glanced around and happened to catch a glimpse of the jade plaque numbered 12 not far from him, so he grabbed the jade plaque as quickly as possible.