The majestic true spirit first-level warrior did not dare to face Shen Lang's direct challenge. Instead, he was extremely shameless and asked his subordinates to join him. This approach was truly shameless to the extreme and was completely beyond everyone's expectations.
Therefore, both the people in Lingxiao Pavilion and the onlookers were slightly stunned, wondering what Zhao Tianling was thinking. Could it be that he, who had always been very concerned about face, was frightened by Shen Lang at this moment, so he was shameless?
?
"One hundred thousand spirit stones!"
Although Shen Lang's deterrence was strong! But under the heavy reward, some people still began to be tempted! Under the death fighting stage, four well-dressed and elegant-looking young people looked at each other and actually jumped onto the death fighting stage at the same time.
Dou Tai! In terms of strength, Liu Qing is stronger and has already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining!
The Four Great Vajras took the lead in taking action, and many people in the audience suddenly became excited. For a while, several monks at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining jumped onto the death fighting platform. Zhao Tianling made it very clear before, who killed Shen
Lang can get 100,000 spirit stones! Maybe they are not as strong as Shen Lang, but with so many people surrounding them, what if they can get a bargain?
That’s one hundred thousand spiritual stones!
The dozen or so people in Wu La La are all warriors at the seventh level of Qi Refining and above, but they have to deal with Shen Lang, who is at the first level of Qi Refining. Such a scene is really unprecedented in Juxian Villa, and it will be very rare in the future.
It's hard to come by...
"Friend, don't go too far in anything, and be merciful when you have to. As long as you bow your head and admit your mistake now, give us Lingxiao Pavilion a face..." Li Xinxin, one of the Four Vajras, looked sanctimonious and did not feel shameless at all.
Smiling all over the face.
But before he could finish his words, Shen Lang smashed the dark iron rod in his hand! You have to be merciful and merciful? Why didn't you say merciful before? What's wrong with saying merciful and merciful when you're on the death battle platform?
Ridiculous?
"Seeking death!" Li Xinxin was also angry, and the spiritual sword in his hand was already slashed out.
When the sword and the stick collided, Shen Lang's true energy was naturally far inferior. The energy and blood rolled violently in the body, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries. But Li Xinxin, who had the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refining, had a drastic change in his expression.
, he felt dizzy for a while, making it impossible for him to stand firm, and he seemed to be going into coma at any time.
In terms of soul strength, Shen Lang is at the True Spirit Realm level after all, and he used to be an alchemist! His soul power is stronger than the average True Spirit Realm monk! How can a ninth-level Qi Refining Realm monk be able to stop it?
Before Li Xinxin fell unconscious, Shen Lang slashed at him with the knife in his left hand!
"Third Brother!" The other monks were immediately shocked. Although they had long known that Shen Lang was very strong, they never thought that a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining could not resist Shen Lang's move! However, fortunately, they had more people this time.
He gave Li Zhixin a hand at the critical moment, and only then did Li Zhixin escape with his life!
But despite this, the existence that can be called one of the four great kings of Lingxiao Pavilion also left an arm on the death fighting stage!
"ah!"
The pain of his broken arm made Li Xinxin regain his consciousness in an instant, but his originally seemingly kind face was filled with anger and ferocity at this moment.
"I said before, we will fight to the death on the stage!" Shen Lang didn't care about Li Xinxin's anger at all. He held a knife in his left hand and a stick in his right hand, and rushed towards everyone again like a big demon crawling out of Jiuyou!
"Everyone, be careful! His strength is average! But the iron rod in his hand is terrifying!" Li Xinxin gritted his teeth and shouted to everyone.
Twice in succession, both Li Xinxin and the previous Liu Qing suffered heavy losses from Shen Lang's soul-beating stick. In fact, even if Li Xinxin didn't remind him at this time, most of the monks would have seen some tricks.
"Keep the distance and attack with sword energy!"
In an instant, a dozen monks completely distanced themselves from Shen Lang. They only dared to attack from a distance, but did not dare to get close at all! The sharp sword energy raged past, leaving a series of sword wounds on Shen Lang's body.
, blood dyed Shen Lang’s clothes red!
But the more injured he was, the more fierce he was aroused in Shen Lang's heart!
Bowing his head? Is bowing his head useful? A good person can be bullied. If he bows his head once, he will bow his head again and again! He has never thought about provoking anyone, nor does he want to cause trouble! But the people in Lingxiao Pavilion want to kill him!
Unyielding pride rose in Shen Lang's heart, and his unyielding pride kept his body straight, refusing to bend even a little despite the wind and rain of swords.
Tsk tsk...
In the pain of injury, with the support of unyielding pride, the abnormal self-healing ability of the proud demon body once again exerted an astonishing effect. The flesh and skin on his body were torn apart by the sword wounds, but before the blood and water completely soaked his clothes
, the wound has healed quickly!
"kill!"
"Leave no one behind!"
Unknowingly, Shen Lang's eyes gradually turned red! He faced the rain of swords and endured the pain. Every time there was a scar on his body, he rushed over without hesitation and knocked out the person who wielded the sword energy with his full strength.
A single slash with his left hand is like a sickle used to harvest a wheat field, yielding a life.
"What's going on!"
"Why can't I kill this kid?"
The monks on the Death Battle Platform panicked and ran away in a hurry, waving their swords. But the scope of the Death Battle Platform was too small after all, and the place they could escape was very limited! In order to prevent accidental injury to their own people, they did not dare to
Waving his sword energy indiscriminately, what's even more annoying is that every time Shen Lang knocks out a person, he directly uses that person as a human shield and charges forward with the human shield!
"Four are dead!"
"Another one dies!"
"Crazy! This is the rhythm of one person challenging Lingxiao Pavilion alone!"
Not only Shen Lang went crazy, but the people in Lingxiao Pavilion also gradually became red-eyed. Some people ran away from the death battle platform in fear, and Shen Lang directly chased them down the death battle platform! Some people joined the battle circle with blood-red eyes, and Shen Lang was not afraid of anyone who came.
, greet each other with swords and sticks!
"No! If this continues, we will be implicated! Run away!"
The people under the battle stage were also panicked. Although according to the rules, they could only fight to the death on the death battle stage. But as people from Lingxiao Pavilion continued to join the battle, this so-called life and death battle had long since turned into a melee and a chaotic battle!
"He's not dead yet!" Zhao Tianling looked at the scene on the death battle stage, but secretly clenched his fists, his face turned livid.
The monks at the eighth level of Qi refining and above are the backbone of Lingxiao Pavilion! More importantly, their cultivation talents are very good! Every time one of them dies, it is a huge loss!
"Zhao Tianling! You, a dignified True Spiritual Realm monk, are you going to be a coward today!" Shen Lang danced wildly with the sword in his hand, staring at Zhao Tianling not far away.
"We can't wait like this any longer!" Zhao Tianling became more and more anxious. Instead of accepting the challenge, he turned his attention to Li Qinghua beside him.
At this time, Li Qinghua was also a little unable to recover. He still remembered that two days ago, the three pavilions had decided that Shen Lang was a waste. But who could have imagined that Shen Lang is so terrifying now!
Invincible! At least in the true spirit realm, he is definitely invincible!
"How much better would it have been for such a character if I had persisted a little and introduced him to the Kamikaze Pavilion?" Unknowingly, Li Qinghua's attitude had changed, and he felt both regret and fear in his heart. "Fortunately, I didn't do that either."
Offend him, otherwise, I, the Kamikaze Pavilion, may be the unlucky one today."
"Join forces? Why can't I understand?" Li Qinghua half-smiled.
"You and I are both smart people, why bother pretending to be confused?" Time was running out, and Zhao Tianling didn't mince words: "You should be able to see that Shen Lang's own strength is actually not strong. The key is that the stick in his hand is powerful.
There is no doubt that it is a rare treasure. As long as we join forces, it will not be difficult to win the treasure!"