"If you have the guts to continue scolding me, I will not save you!" Hua Ziling's face darkened and she shouted sweetly.
Shen Lang was so angry that he was too lazy to talk to Hua Ziling anymore and concentrated on fighting the enemy.
When Yang Tongtian and Yang Chong saw that Hua Ziling did not take action, they were secretly happy and their attacks became more fierce.
Shen Lang's face became extremely gloomy. If he was just facing someone in the early stage of transformation, he could easily handle it, and he could even pretend to be a B.
But facing two people at the same time, Shen Lang didn't dare to pretend, and he tried his best.
Shen Lang was also interrupted by the flowing attacks of the two men. He was very anxious and felt that he had no power but could not use it.
However, he felt that he could still hold on. Shen Lang would definitely not take out the Dragon Bird Knife until a critical moment.
Su Ruoxue had reminded him before that because the sacred artifact was too precious, it could not be easily revealed to others, otherwise it would easily lead to death.
The three of them were fighting together, and the wind blew loudly and violently from time to time.
Yang Tongtian and Yang Chong's expressions gradually turned ugly. The two of them attacked together, but for a while they were unable to suppress Shen Lang.
This kid's physical skills are as hard to catch as a ghost, and the body-protecting aura is also extremely powerful, as sharp as a knife. A thick streak of blood will be scratched on his body if he is not careful.
They had to get close to deal with Shen Lang, but Shen Lang knew the Seven Injury Fist. Neither Yang Tongtian nor Yang Chong dared to take a punch from Shen Lang.
This resulted in Yang Tongtian and Yang Chong seemingly attacking fiercely, but as soon as they approached Shen Lang, they had to switch from offense to defense.
The combination of Shen Zhao Jing and Qi Shang Fist complements each other and is a seamless offensive and defensive method.
Yang Chong struck out with a sword straight to Shen Lang's heart.
Shen Lang jumped up to avoid the sword thrust.
Yang Tongtian raised a palm and slapped Shen Lang in the air.
Shen Lang counterattacked with the Seven Injury Fist and suppressed Yang Tongtian.
Yang Tongtian had been hit by Shen Lang's Seven-Injury Skill, and his body was seriously injured. The injuries in his body could not be suppressed for long, and they soon became worse.
After blocking Shen Lang's seven-injury punch with all his strength, Yang Tongtian vomited blood and gradually became exhausted.
Shen Lang was overjoyed and immediately turned from defense to offense. While defending against Yang Chong's attack, he punched Yang Tongtian crazily.
The more Yang Tongtian fought, the more frightened he became, and was forced back by Shen Lang.
finally.
"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Shen Lang punched Yang Tongtian firmly on the chest.
"Ah!" Yang Tongtian screamed, and his whole body flew out like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily, spurting out blood.
This time, Yang Tongtian couldn't even stand up. His sternum was cracked by the shock, his mouth was full of blood, and his face was as pale as dirt.
Although he is not dead yet, his combat effectiveness is basically zero.
Hua Ziling's pretty face on the side changed color slightly. She originally wanted Shen Lang to get hurt a little before going to help, but she didn't expect that this stinky man was so powerful and could win one against two.
"Shen Lang, it seems that this palace master does not need to go up to help." Hua Ziling said with a smile.
"As you wish." Shen Lang's face turned dark and he felt a little unhappy.
He felt that Hua Ziling's butt was not spanked enough. He would settle the score with this bitch later.
"Sect Master!" Seeing Yang Tongtian fall, Yang Chong was shocked, and immediately became violent, stabbing Shen Lang in the back with a thunderous sword.
Shen Lang grinned and sneered, he had already been prepared.
Jumping up, Shen Lang did a big somersault in the air and dodged behind Yang Chong.
Except for the previous seven-injury formula, Shen Lang's consumption was not great. Now that Yang Tongtian has lost his fighting power, Shen Lang can continue to wander.
This time he defeated two masters of transformation, which gave him a lot of experience, and he could hone his martial arts skills at the same time.
Shen Lang's heart moved, and he took out a green long sword from the storage bag, which was the green glass sword he had received from Zhao Qing before.
"Ding!" Yang Chong's eyes were bloodshot, and he stabbed Shen Lang with another sword.
Shen Lang dodged back, raised his green glass sword, and blocked Yang Chong's sword.
Then, the sword edge deflected, Shen Lang jumped up, the sword let out a soft groan, and like a flying swallow turning around, Shen Lang stabbed downwards with a sword in the sky at an extremely weird speed.
"Yan rebels!"
It is the third of the three movements to seize the moon!
The sword energy vibrated, and the sword body turned into an afterimage, reaching an incredible speed.
Yang Chong was taken aback and hurriedly dodged, but was stabbed in the thigh and blood poured out from the wound.
Because the tip of Shen Lang's sword contains fierce and domineering sword energy, which penetrates into the flesh and blood, the sword energy can instantly crush the arteries and veins, making it difficult for the wound to heal.
Compared with Seven Injury Fist's punches that hit the flesh, high-end sword skills are easier to find a person's flaws.
Su Ruoxue also told him that looking at Linhai Tianshan, the top internal palm techniques are those at the lower level of heaven, such as the powerful Vajra Palm, which is at the same level as the Seven Injury Fist.
The top-notch swordsmanship, knife skills and even hidden weapon skills can even reach the middle or upper level of heaven.
Ordinary people holding a kitchen knife may double their attack power. This is the reason.
This does not mean that sword and knife skills are necessarily more powerful than palm skills, but the former's limit is stronger.
High-level martial arts practitioners pay attention to body balance, and hands and feet are the best tools for attack and defense. Unless you can train your weapons to be as good as your own hands and feet, they will not be as good as your own hands and feet.
On the contrary, if you can make the weapon as flexible as your own hands and feet, your attack power will definitely increase greatly.
There are also families in Linhaitian Mountain that specialize in swordsmanship, swordsmanship and even hidden weapons. Although the number of such families is very small, most of them are famous.
Yang Chong took a few steps back, covered his wound, and looked at Shen Lang in horror.
This kid not only knows extremely powerful boxing, palm, and sword skills, but now he can also use advanced sword skills.
Yang Chong found it difficult to accept this reality. How many different types of martial arts did this kid know? Even the most powerful genius would not be so exaggerated.
Shen Lang didn't give him a chance to breathe. He focused his eyes and charged towards Yang Chong.
"Return to the wind and seize the moon!"
As soon as Shen Lang's green glass sword came out, it circulated its true energy. The sword let out a soft groan, drew a semi-circular arc in mid-air, and rushed towards the sun like lightning. The speed was outrageous.
That long sword seemed to turn into three long swords, attacking Yang Chong from three directions.
Yang Chong was horrified. He was a veteran of the martial arts world, but he had never seen such a weird swordsmanship before. He could not avoid it.
In addition, his thigh was injured, making it impossible to dodge.
"Pfft!" Shen Lang stabbed Yang Chong in the abdomen with his sword.
"You!" Yang Chong looked at Shen Lang in horror, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
Shen Lang pulled out his sword with an expressionless expression.
"Split the stars and seize the moon!"
Shen Lang swung a huge sword energy and chopped off Yang Chong's head like cutting tofu!
Yang Chong's head rolled to the side, and blood rained wildly, dyeing the ground blood red. The thick smell of blood was nauseating.
Shen Lang's performance ended.
The whole place was silent and you could hear a pin drop.