"It's so weird! What's the origin of this kid!" Lang Wusheng's inner trembling had already reached an unbearable level. "In terms of physical strength, although my wolf clan is far inferior to the bear clan, it is still much stronger than the normal human clan.
But this guy is obviously an ordinary human being, yet he is so strong, this is really weird!"
Mo Yingyou didn't say anything, but the shock deep in his heart was even worse than that of the leader of the wolf clan. There are only a few physiques that can compete with the hegemony of the bear clan in the world, and there are only a few names that can be called.
In addition to being a righteous monk, Shen Lang also has the cultivation level of Demonic Cultivation in the Nether Lotus Realm. More importantly, the demonic energy in Shen Lang's body is very pure, and he even masters the Taotie Demonic Skill that was lost to Shura of the previous generation of the Demon Sect. It is obviously related to it.
There are countless connections between the Demon Sect, so his powerful body should be...
Thinking of that possibility, Mo Yingyou suddenly felt a little cold, because if that were the case, he had repeatedly opposed Shen Lang, and he would probably be blamed for his death if he returned to the Demon Sect in the future.
"No... it shouldn't be like this, and it can't be like this. I have been in the Demon Sect for decades and have only known saints. How could there be a saint son with the orthodox bloodline of the demon clan? He can't have it.
It is impossible for someone with demon blood to have a powerful demon body."
"What he has done has always been to help the righteous way, and also to prevent the ancient tribes of the wilderness from joining the Demon Sect and destroying the Demon Sect. He cannot be the Holy Son, and the Demonic Way does not have a Holy Son... Yes! It must be the one he encountered.
Some other encounters, in some special way, tempered the body to such a terrifying level."
While comforting himself, Mo Yingyou raised his head and thought about looking in the distance again.
The oval stone pit in the distance continues to expand, the sounds of punches and flesh sounds as heavy as bells become more intense and terrifying, and the situation becomes more and more dangerous!
The two parties who were concerned about the outcome of this battle and the overall situation couldn't help but sweat for these two people.
However, even though the situation was already so dangerous, the two men, who were too strong to distinguish themselves, were still not satisfied with the status quo. Tian Shengqi was punched again, and the thrown body shattered the stone walls in the pit.
Then he turned over his hand and took out a huge black-brown hammer, and smashed it at Shen Lang fiercely.
There is no spiritual energy fluctuation on the giant hammer, so it is obviously not a powerful spiritual weapon. But judging from its majestic momentum and luster, it does not look like it is made of ordinary iron.
Shen Lang didn't have time to think about the battle between lightning and flint. He definitely couldn't use the powerful fairy sword in this kind of pure strength competition, so he turned over his hand and took out the simple sword and raised the sword in response.
Compared with the previous battle, this scene seemed no different. Shen Lang's reaction was considered normal. But after the Supreme Elder of the Tianhu lineage saw the giant hammer and Shen Lang's simple knife clearly,
His complexion suddenly changed drastically.
"No! That's the Wild Obsidian Hammer!" Elder Fire screamed.
The Savage Obsidian Hammer is not a spiritual weapon, but it can be regarded as one of the best magical weapons in the Bear Clan. Therefore, the weapon was left by an ancestor of the Bear Clan. It seems ordinary and does not contain any spiritual power.
But it is forged from solid black jadeite and countless rare treasures!
Not only is it extremely strong, it can compete with the best spiritual weapons, but it also weighs a thousand kilograms. When used in the hands of the powerful bear tribe, it is even more powerful than the spiritual weapons!
The simple sword in Shen Lang's hand is truly ordinary. Because it is the most ordinary simple sword. If you go around the mortal world, you will definitely see the most ordinary soldier making it in the frontier fortress.
It is such a simple knife. Even because this kind of knife is easy to use, some hunters and woodmen in the mountains and forests also like to use this kind of knife.
It is undoubtedly a fool's dream that an ordinary stainless steel knife used by a hunter can block Tian Shengqi's wild obsidian hammer without being filled with true energy or demonic energy.
Not to mention such a full blow, even Tian Shengqi's casual punch could smash such a simple sword to pieces. It can be expected that if you draw the sword in a hurry to resist Shen Lang, you will inevitably end up with a sword.
The fate of a broken person and serious injury.
"This, this, this!" Elder Huo wanted to say, this is unfair! Because the strength of the two is almost the same, but there is a huge difference in weapons. At the same time, he also wanted to remind Shen Lang not to use that weapon.
If you want to block it with a knife, you should temporarily avoid its peak.
Unfortunately, at this moment, any reminder was too late. So he had no choice but to close his eyes.
Lang Wusheng and Mo Yingyou's eyes suddenly lit up, they couldn't help but smile, and shouted: "Okay!"
It is certainly a good thing for them that Tian Shengqi has such a magic weapon to help them. In their opinion, that giant hammer is the turning point of this battle and the beginning of Shen Lang's defeat!
Because the weapon was too weak, even if Shen Lang could barely withstand this blow, he would have to avoid its attack temporarily and would be unable to continue fighting with Tian Shengqi. Of course! The most likely outcome would be that Shen Lang was directly crushed and seriously injured.
He was defeated by this move.
Countless pairs of eyes stared at this scene with worry, expectation, or excitement. There was a loud bang, and the huge banging sound of gold and iron was about to burst people's ears. But what was unexpected was that the ordinary handle in Shen Lang's hand
The simple sword did not break. After a hard blow with Tian Shengqi's giant hammer, a faint and murderous aura emerged from the sword.
"This..." A group of people stood there stupidly, staring blankly at the knife, not understanding what happened.
Tian Shengqi was slightly startled and felt very surprised, but the action of swinging the giant hammer did not stop at all. He secretly thought that the sword might be a little different, but under his hammer, the internal structure must have been destroyed.
If there are cracks, it is absolutely impossible to block the second hammer.
Shen Lang was also surprised, but at this time he also had no time to think too much. He raised his sword and fought with Tian Shengqi again. The sword and hammer collided with each other no less than ten times in an instant, and this seemingly ordinary sword
The Pu Dao once again proved its tenacity and proved that the blow it just blocked was no fluke.
Moreover, the more the plain knife without the protection of true energy is beaten violently by the wild obsidian hammer, the proud and unyielding killing intent in the blade becomes stronger, and even a trace of fierce blood gradually appears...
Shen Lang didn't understand what exactly happened, but he vaguely felt that the proud and unyielding murderous intent on the Pu knife was vaguely connected to his own aura, and he couldn't help laughing and said: "Hahaha! It is indeed the knife that has been with me for the longest time.
He does have a temper like that of a young master!"
But what kind of knife is that?
Is it a useless knife under Liu An's bed? Or is it that when the simple knife that no one cares about under the bed was picked up by him and followed him to kill it, it took on a new life and became extraordinary from then on?
"Damn it! Who is this guy? What kind of knife is he holding in his hand!" Lang Wusheng was shocked. He felt the cold and serious murderous intention on the knife, and was extremely angry. He didn't understand why that kid had...
There are always weird things like this that people can understand.
The Supreme Elders felt the special killing intent on the blade, and felt a little familiar in their hearts, as if some thoughts came to their minds. However, the ancient tribe of the wilderness had hidden in the world for thousands of years, and many of the secrets they originally knew were forgotten in this peaceful and comfortable life.
So they didn't think about what kind of knife it was.
But when Mo Zong's special envoy Mo Yingyou looked at the knife, his body suddenly stiffened, as if there was endless fear in his heart...