Li Qinghua smiled slightly, but did not give a direct answer: "This is not good, the stick in Shen Lang's hand can't even sustain a move at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he has suffered so many injuries, but he is still alive and well. It's really
It’s not easy to deal with. I’ve just entered the True Spirit Realm not long ago, so I don’t want to take the risk yet.”
"Brother Li, why do you have to beat around the bush? Just make a price!" Zhao Tianling frowned.
The situation with Shen Lang was really weird. Zhao Tianling had discovered this a long time ago. Not only did Li Qinghua not dare to challenge casually, Zhao Tianling himself did not dare to take action easily! If not, he would have taken action long ago and would not be so shameless.
To avoid fighting! Let alone ask Li Qinghua to be a helper!
Li Qinghua thought for a moment, then stretched out five fingers.
"Five million spirit stones?" Zhao Tianling gritted his teeth, "Okay! Deal!"
"Hey, Brother Zhao, don't think of me as a fool. How can such a good baby be worth half a million? I'm talking about five million." Li Qinghua said with a smile.
"Li Qinghua, are you crazy! If I have five million spirit stones, why would I still snatch Shen Lang's treasure?" Zhao Tianling became angry instantly: "And many of my men have died, and Shen Lang was also seriously injured.
, has long been at the end of its war effort, and should not pose much of a threat to us!"
"How many people have died under your command has nothing to do with me. I was originally going to watch a show today. Who lives, who dies, and who makes a fool of myself can be treated as a good show." Li Qinghua had already made up his mind.
It was necessary, otherwise I would never provoke the monster Shen Lang, so he continued: "Since you think he is a weakling, you can do whatever you want! Why do you have to drag me into the water?"
"What's more, who can be sure that Shen Lang has other means? Who can be sure that his treasures were given by other powerful people? Not only will I take a lot of risks to deal with him, but I might also offend an unknown big shot.
!But you are only willing to give out half a million spiritual stones. I really don’t know whether I am crazy or you are crazy!”
"You! You are so cowardly as a mouse!" Zhao Tianling cursed and immediately said no more. Instead, his eyes began to scan the crowd!
"Where's Liu An?"
Directly killing people to seize the treasure is risky. Zhao Tianling simply refuses to do anything and wants to threaten Shen Lang with Liu An's life. At the critical moment, he must be shameless to the extreme! Anyway, he has lost face today. As long as he can get it
Treasure, I don’t care about the face anymore!
However, after Zhao Tianling glanced around, he did not see Liu An's shadow at all. In fact, the battle in the Death Arena has developed into what it is now, and everyone watching is in danger, fearing that one bad move will get involved in the fight.
Among them. Therefore, except for a very few brave people, everyone else had already left far away. Liu An knew that staying here would not help, but he stayed away from here and thought of other ways...
"It seems we can only take risks!" Zhao Tianling gritted his teeth, and when he looked towards Shen Lang again, he was suddenly shocked.
Only a short while passed, but at this time, the area near the death battle platform was already stained red with blood. Broken arms and corpses were scattered all over the ground. Only a cursory look revealed that the number of dead people was already more than a dozen! But Shen Lang was that
He actually stood up to a man who was coming one after another, and went straight to him, shouting Zhao Tianling's name...
"Damn it! Does he really think I'm easy to bully?" Zhao Tianling's eyes showed a ruthless look, and a brilliant spiritual sword was already in his hand!
"Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword!"
The sword force was like rain, extremely dense, and the sharp sword energy directly enveloped the area of nearly five meters where Shen Lang was!
"Ah! No, run away!"
The hard bluestone ground instantly became riddled with holes, but with such a move, not only Shen Lang, but also several monks near Shen Lang suffered! Blood mist rippled from the bluestone fragments.
Drifting in dust and smoke!
It has to be said that Zhao Tianling is very insidious and vicious! He doesn't dare to get close to Shen Lang at all, he only dares to use this long-distance attack! And in order to seriously injure Shen Lang, he doesn't even care about the lives and deaths of his men!
The dust and smoke fell to the ground, and three corpses were lying on the broken bluestone ground with holes in them. Shen Lang lowered his sword to the ground. It looked shaky, but he never fell down. Blood flowed down his arm and the handle of the knife.
It flows slowly, but people are completely breathless watching this scene!
What kind of person is this? One person fights so many monks alone, and resists Zhao Tianling's all-out attack, but he still doesn't fall!
Is his body made of iron? Is his will also made of iron? Is it so difficult to make him lower his head a little?
Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, Shen Lang has left an indelible mark in the hearts of everyone in Juxian Villa.
Suddenly, Shen Lang's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the corpses on the ground, and for the first time his narrow eyes showed a slightly tired look...
"He can't hold it anymore!"
Someone shouted something, and all the people in Lingxiao Pavilion suddenly became excited!
"Take his treasure!"
"If I can get the treasure, I will definitely be better than this trash!"
Who among the people present was the fool? Naturally, they all saw that the dark iron rod in Shen Lang's hand was very powerful!
"Get away!" At this time, Zhao Tianling was also anxious. He left everyone behind and rushed towards Shen Lang first. In front of the treasure, Zhao Tianling did not dare to trust even his former brothers in Lingxiao Pavilion!
However, just when Zhao Tianling was approaching Shen Lang, Shen Lang, who seemed to be unable to hold on, suddenly straightened up and whizzed at him with the long stick in his hand. Looking at that appearance, there was no trace of the end of a powerful crossbow?
"Fell into a trap!" Zhao Tianling was shocked. At this time, he finally understood that Shen Lang's tired appearance was deliberately disguised in order to attract him closer!
But Zhao Tianling realized it was a little late after all. The long stick fell too suddenly, and he could not avoid it at this moment!
boom...
When the stick fell, Zhao Tianling's face instantly turned pale as paper, but he was a True Spirit Realm monk after all. After receiving the stick forcefully, he did not faint directly!
"I'm not unconscious, then you will die!" Zhao Tianling gritted his teeth. At such a close distance, he didn't bother to use his sword anymore. He raised his hand and slapped Shen Lang on the chest!
Heartbreaking Palm!
Boom...
Shen Lang's chest collapsed slightly inward by half an inch, and a mouthful of black blood with visceral foam spurted out. This palm really hurt him badly!
"Still not dead?" Zhao Tianling was slightly startled, and immediately wanted to retreat and distance himself from Shen Lang.
"Want to leave? Stay!" Despite being so seriously injured, Shen Lang didn't even frown. Instead, he laughed wildly like a demon. At the same time, his left hand abandoned the knife and turned into a claw, holding Zhao Tianling tightly.
shoulders!
Control the crane and capture the dragon!
Zhao Tianling was shocked, and for a moment he couldn't escape, but then the dark iron rod in Shen Lang's right hand struck again!
"Damn it! I see you can take a few moves from me!" On the line between life and death, Zhao Tianling also tried his best. The palm that was pressing towards Shen Lang suddenly lifted up, and then turned into a fist!
Hundred Split Fist!
Click...
The clear sound of bone cracking came from Shen Lang. Zhao Tianling hit the same part of Shen Lang's body with two consecutive attacks. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been dead by now! Even with the powerful body of the Proud Demon Body, Shen Lang
He can’t hold on any longer! After all, his level of cultivation is too low, and the help of the Proud Demonic Body is very limited!
boom...
When the punch fell, Shen Lang's soul-beating stick also landed on Zhao Tianling's head. After being attacked by a powerful soul again, Zhao Tianling's eyes were filled with chaos, and he almost fainted! Obviously, he couldn't hold on any longer!
But at this time, others were dumbfounded. They exchanged punches for sticks, injuries for injuries, and lives on the line. This was the real battle of life and death!