Just three breaths after Shen Lang rushed out, the demon sect disciples like a tide had already submerged his figure. The knives and swords exuded an icy chill and slashed at his shoulders and chest one after another.
The knife is always cold, but the blood is hot. The burning pain caused by the blade splitting the flesh and blood is actually hot. He did not fall down, and did not bother to block too much. Between the swings of the knife, he was harvesting
While killing each other's lives one by one, he faced the rain of blood and stubbornly moved forward.
Six breaths later, the rapidly closing encirclement has completely swallowed up everyone. If you stand in the air and look down at this time, it is basically impossible to see Shen Lang's figure, and it is also difficult to see Chen Pipi, Xia Qianjie, and Lu Lingshuang. The earth
There was darkness, filled with the figures of Demon Sect disciples and the flashing light of swords.
Shen Lang, who was charging, could vaguely see Chen Pipi constantly wielding the golden hammer. From time to time, large areas of Demon Sect disciples fell down, and at the same time, there were constant slashes of sword light leaving scars on his body!
The cold light sword in Lu Lingshuang's hand flashed with cold light, suddenly turning the early summer night into the dead of winter! A dozen Demon Sect disciples whose strength had not yet reached the realm of true spirits were frozen into living ice sculptures in an instant.
But then, more Demon Sect disciples swarmed in again. Before Lu Lingshuang, who had spent a lot of true energy, could take a breath, she was stunned by three True Spirit Realm monks attacking at the same time.
Chi...
Chen Pipi knocked two of them away with one hammer. Just as he often said to Shen Lang, he could only deal with two... So the third True Spirit Realm monk's knife slashed hard on Chen Pipi's generous back.
There was a splash of blood!
"What are you doing! Who asked you to block the knife for me! My cultivation level is even higher than yours!" Lu Lingshuang angrily killed the third True Spirit Realm monk and looked at the bone-deep wound on Chen Pipi's back.
, she had always been a bit cold, with tears in her eyes.
"What are you yelling at? You are my woman! You have to be under me in bed! You still have to be under me under the knife!" Chen Pipi was a rare man: "Besides! I'm a meathead.
Too much, too much blood! What’s the big deal if you drop a few pieces of meat and put a little blood!”
Then, Shen Lang saw that the layer of faint pink fluorescence on Hu Xiaomei's body broke for the first time, and blood bloomed on Xiaoqiao's shoulders for the first time... He saw that Xia Xiaoniu's movements were getting slower and slower, even if she was...
The puppet body's perverted self-healing ability had no time to recover the bloody wounds on her body...
Finally, he saw Li Chengying, who had been seriously injured, fall in the light of the sword among the gradually disorganized formation, and then a weak and innocent girl fell...
Shen Lang looked at everything that happened in front of him. Amidst the grief and anger and the blood and rain of swords, his heart felt cold and quiet. People will definitely die in a war, and it is even easier to die in a war like this where there is such a huge disparity between the enemy and ourselves.
Shen Lang still doesn't know whether those fallen girls are alive or dead!
He regretted nothing, thought too much, and had no other emotions at all, because he knew very well that he was getting closer to hope. At the same time, he could only hope that as many people as possible would be able to survive before he could achieve that thing alive.
alive.
"It's really strong enough." Yu Wushuang stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the tragic scene below, the smile on his face was a bit mocking, "But what's the point of going to Europe to resist? Is it possible that he has any chance?
Comeback?"
"A comeback? How is this possible?" Qi Hao sneered: "It's just a dying dog that wants to kill a few more people."
"That's true." Yu Wushuang said indifferently: "It seems that the show is about to end."
Yu Wushuang and Qi Hao both thought that Shen Lang's behavior was meaningless and crazy, but the red ghost in the distance frowned tightly.
Others may not understand Shen Lang's ruthlessness and calmness, but the red ghost knows that Shen Lang is not simple. He is not only wise and courageous, but also very calm! Even these old people were stunned by Shen Lang's tricks at the beginning.
.
How could such a cunning and extremely calm person do meaningless things?
"Could his purpose be..." The red ghost looked at Shen Lang charging straight towards him in the crowd, and suddenly thought of a possibility.
Yes! From the first step Shen Lang took, he has been rushing towards the red ghost and the blue ghost. It seems that the only thing he has to do is...
"Hmph! You want to get close to us and use the power of the talisman to kill both of us at the same time? This is indeed a good plan. If the two of us die, the remaining disciples will have no backbone and will inevitably become a piece of scattered sand.
Surrender directly."
Blue Ghost sneered: "But are we stupid enough to sit here and wait for him to kill us? Besides, even if we sit here and don't move, he may not be able to rush to us without using magic talismans."
After saying this, Elder Lan Gui immediately raised the command flag in his hand and shouted to the Demon Sect disciples: "Listen all! Kill that bastard pretending to be the Holy Son with all your strength, and strengthen the deployment here!"
With an order, the main force of the Demon Sect immediately rushed towards Shen Lang, especially the sixty True Spirit Realm Demon Sect disciples, a full fifty of them all surrounded Shen Lang!
As a result, the pressure on Chen Pipi and Lu Lingshuang suddenly decreased, but the battle on Shen Lang's side became more and more fierce!
The Qi Refining Realm monks can only hurt his skin and flesh at most, but with the abnormal self-healing ability of the Proud Demonic Body, he can recover quickly. But the injuries caused by the True Spirit Realm monks are cut to the bone, and even fatal!
Suddenly, Shen Lang, who was surrounded by six True Spirit Realm monks on the ground, jumped up high and rushed into the air. Immediately, more than ten True Spirit Realm monks jumped up at the same time, among which the strongest ones exceeded the fifth level of True Spirit Realm.
There are three of them!
"This time! You will die!" The top ten true spirit monks held it up with extremely cold expressions, "You should be satisfied after killing so many people!"
Shen Lang didn't respond, but he pushed with one hand, and the red and white raging flames forced six True Spirit Realm masters back!
"Looking for death!" The other five true spirit realms took action at the same time!
"Haha! Take another move from me and hit Thunder!" Shen Lang was not only unafraid, but he became even more crazy with the blood and fire. The move that he had learned by chance in the Golden Hammer was actually in a state of serious injury.
, used it again!
boom!
When the Pu Dao fell, even though it was the joint attack of five True Spirit Realm monks, Shen Lang was struck to the ground by the knife. However, Shen Lang himself spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaken by the huge shock.
Throw it away into the distance.
But after falling far away, Shen Lang, whose bones seemed to be falling apart, did not hesitate to chop off the head of a Demon Sect monk with a knife again.