As soon as the cold voice fell, from the other end of the fighting platform a hundred hundred meters away, Li Xuejun immediately drew his sword and rushed over, with the surging true energy in his body as if he was carrying endless wind and rain!
Shen Lang raised his eyes gently and applied the talisman unhurriedly...
As a monk at the ninth level of true spirit, Li Xuejun is extremely fast and can reach within ten meters of Shen Lang in almost the blink of an eye! This range is the best attack range for her!
"This time! It's too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy!"
The snow has finally cleared!
The long sword was swung wildly, and the lost Xueqing sword was blooming with dazzling white light. The cold sword energy was like a storm after an avalanche, overwhelming the sky and the power was extremely terrifying!
This sword is one of her best skills. Even if a monk of the same level encounters it, it will be very troublesome!
Although Shen Lang is only at the Qi Refining Realm, he has brought her too much humiliation in the past few days! Therefore, in this fight with Shen Lang, Li Xuejun will not give Shen Lang a chance to breathe!
Of course! She wouldn't kill Shen Lang with one move, because it was too cheap for Shen Lang! When she was in Qingshui County, she was forced to kneel to Shen Lang due to the oppression of the powerful talisman. Now of course she wants to do that
Day's shame is coming back bit by bit! She will seriously injure General Shen Lang, force him to beg for mercy, and then kill him with a sword!
"So strong! He is indeed the strongest true disciple candidate in Chixiao Peak! Can Shen Lang be instantly defeated with just one move?"
People looked at the terrifying sword shadows, feeling nervous and frightened in their hearts.
"Hmph..." The head of the Xia family stared fixedly at the competition stage, with his sleeves folded and his hands clenched into fists! He doesn't care whether it's a life-or-death fight! How can rules and face be as important as the life of his son-in-law?
How important is your own daughter's future happiness?
As long as Shen Lang can't resist this move, he will rush over without hesitation and shamelessness, and save Shen Lang first!
But Master Chixiao was always paying attention to Patriarch Xia's movements, as if he was on guard against Patriarch Xia's attempts to save people regardless of his face...
The atmosphere at this moment seemed strange and tense. The onlookers were all staring at Shen Lang. Master Xia was always ready to rescue, but Master Chixiao Peak was always on guard that Master Xia would come to rescue. The other real people were
I'm worried that these two powerful men in the Kongming Realm will get angry and fight directly...
But at this moment, Shen Lang, who was about to be buried by the wind and snow sword energy, suddenly lit up with a green-gold light. The light flashed away and disappeared. Shen Lang also disappeared at the same time.
There was no trace left, and on the empty competition stage, only a few sword marks were left where the sword energy raged through...
"This..." The weaker Qingyun disciples haven't figured out what happened. The stronger disciples looked up into the sky and said in shock: "What a fast speed!"
"Obviously yesterday he was extremely poor in terms of speed. Even Yang Ye was far behind. Today's speed...is no weaker than Li Xuejun of the ninth level of the True Spirit!" said a true disciple candidate of Longshou Peak.
"But there are two wings behind him, what kind of trick is this?" Another real disciple candidate asked.
At this time, people who heard these conversations also looked up together.
Above the sky, a pair of gorgeous light wings of light blue with complex golden lines spread out behind Shen Lang. Shen Lang looked down at the endless wind and snow sword energy raging past under his feet, with a calm and indifferent expression on his face, as if he were a god.
Looking down at a ridiculous snowstorm in the lower world...
"This is...the Wings of Wind?" Family Master Xia's clenched fists suddenly unclenched, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Did he borrow someone else's magic talisman again?" Chixiao's face turned livid. His first reaction was that Shen Lang had cheated again. However, after careful sensing, he discovered that the talisman aura of the Wind Wings was different from the one on Shen Lang's own body.
The soul breath is completely consistent, and it is not borrowed from someone else's talisman at all.
"It's really the talisman he cast himself..." For a moment, all the real people were stunned and speechless. Even Li Xuejun, who was fighting with Shen Lang, was briefly absent-minded at this moment.
"Who can bluff with half-baked talismans? I don't believe that you can master the talismans of the true spirit realm in just one night!" Li Xuejun snorted coldly, and used a sky-controlling technique to shoot towards the sky.
Shen Lang chased after him.
It has to be said that Li Xuejun does have some abilities. He is very fast on the ground. When using the air control technique, he is also very fast, even a little faster than Shen Lang. However...
When competing in the air, Shen Lang's movements were far more agile and elusive than hers.
Wind is inherently formless and elusive. If you observe carefully, you can see that the movement rules of wind are often smooth and strange arcs, rather than simple straight lines.
The wings of the wind are the symbol of wind. Every time the wings flap, Shen Lang's figure seems to turn into the elusive breeze, drawing arc after arc in the air. No matter how Li Xuejun chases, how
He waved his sword wildly and attacked, but it was hard to touch a corner of Shen Lang's clothes!
Fighting in the air, she is far from an opponent!
Snap!
After just a few moves, Shen Lang saw an opportunity and slapped Li Xuejun hard on the face, then kicked her back to the ground...
"this..."
"Li Xuejun is actually at a disadvantage?"
People looked at Li Xuejun in shock as she fell back to the ground in a panic, and at the blood-red slap mark on her delicate face.
"You..." Li Xuejun covered her hot little face that seemed to be swollen, feeling the dull pain in her lower abdomen, and stared angrily at Shen Lang in the air.
I still remember that at the junction of Lingyuan and Bihu Xiaozhu, Li Xuejun slapped Xia Qianjie and kicked Xia Qianjie. At this time, Shen Lang responded in the same way...
"This is just a gift returned to you! The real battle has just begun from now on!" Shen Lang frowned, his fingertips trembled slightly, and fiery red lines trembled in the air.
"This is..." The well-informed experts in the Kongming Realm had vaguely guessed what kind of talisman Shen Lang was going to use, but they found it a bit unbelievable.
laugh...
A huge fire lotus bloomed on the competition stage, directly covering Li Xuejun.
"The blazing fire lotus in the fire symbol? Another spiritual talisman at the level of the true spirit!" Master Xiaozhufeng Jingxuan felt that what was happening in front of him was really ridiculous!
Yesterday they learned that Shen Lang entered the Tao of Talisman after ten days of meditation, and they were already very shocked. They felt that he was a genius of the Tao of Talisman who was rare to see in a thousand years!
But no matter how talented you are, you can't learn talismans instantly, right? After all, for ordinary people to learn talismans, every time they master one kind of talisman, they need to study hard for several months...
Okay! Even if he is a genius and it only took him one night to learn the extremely complicated Wind Wings in the wind character, what about the Blazing Fire Lotus now?
Learned two kinds of spiritual talismans at the true spiritual level in one night?
At this time, on the competition stage, Li Xuejun gritted his teeth and resisted the terrifying flames with all his strength. After a lot of effort, he finally managed to break through the fire lotus with the Xueqing Sword and escape. But when he looked up, he saw another high mountain.