"How could it be!" Zhou Mad looked sluggish, his brain was buzzing, he really couldn't imagine that the ending would be like this. Dust, Margin, Literature, × Studies↑.com

With just one move, Shen Lang killed a five-star master, or was it an instant kill?

No, Shen Lang's sword move just now must have been struck, otherwise it would be impossible to exert such a powerful force.

Zhou Mad's heart suddenly sank, it's over, he was tricked by this kid!

When Shen Lang and Pan Sen fought before, he must have deliberately created the illusion of weakness, and it was not until this last game that he really exerted his strength.

"Brother Mad Brother, what now?" Wan Tianpeng asked, his voice trembling a little.

"How do I know what to do!"

Zhou Mad's face was extremely gloomy, the master of Fengyuntang died in such an unknown way, how could he make a mistake to his head? He already regretted it a little, no wonder Wan San had already asked him to beware of this Shen Lang before, this kid was really not as simple as he thought.

Damn, I shouldn't have listened to Wan Tianpeng's words if I knew it, and now that I have completely provoked this kid Shen Lang, things will be very difficult to do.

No matter how powerful Long Yuan is, Shen Lang can solve the five-star master with one move, and Zhou Mad doesn't think Long Yuan can resist for long.

If he continues to play like this, Long Yuan will probably be played to death by Shen Lang.

"Damn, Lao Tzu also fell into blood mold today!"

Zhou Madness scolded and walked out of the VIP room quickly, wanting to go down in person to stop the continuation of the ring battle.

On the side, Wan Tianpeng's sense of uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, he thought that even if Shen Lang was powerful, he would not be able to deal with that kind of realm.

Now the situation is a little wrong, this kid is obviously hiding his strength.

Wan Tianpeng's face was cloudy for a while, and finally decided to slip away. Shen Lang's strength suddenly increased a lot, and Wan Tianpeng was a little worried about his safety.

Wan Tianpeng also followed out of the door, ready to slip away directly.

In the ring, many people felt a little disgusted after watching this bloody scene.

It's not a boxing match anymore, it's a fight.

Shen Lang waved the long sword in his hand, scattering the blood on the sword body, and stared at Long Yuan on the side with an expressionless face. ^

Long Yuan's face was solemn, and Shen Lang killed a five-star master with lightning speed, which immediately put him under great pressure.

At this time, he died of cowardice faster, Long Yuan knew this truth very well, so he simply let it go, and rushed towards Shen Lang without doing anything.

"Drink!" Long Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, he let out a loud shout, turned one hand into a claw, and grabbed Shen Lang's neck fiercely.

It was obvious that the five fingers of Long Yuan's right hand were flooded with a harsh wind, piercing the air, and struck towards Shen Lang like lightning.

"Dragon Claw Hand?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, would the warrior monk of Shaolin stunt actually become a lackey of Fengyun Hall?

Although Long Yuan's dragon claw hand is not very skilled, its power cannot be underestimated, and it can easily crush heavy steel plates with one claw, not to mention flesh and blood.

This guy's strength is not a little higher than the previous Pan Sen, not only is his physical fitness amazing, but he is also a martial artist at the peak of the early stage, and his internal strength is also relatively strong.

Long Yuan is considered to be the top existence among the five-star masters.

Shen Lang quickly set up a long sword to defend it, one of Long Yuan's claws hit the sword body, and the two internal forces collided, Shen Lang took a few steps back, and resisted Long Yuan's attack to a minimum.

If Shen Lang didn't use his True Qi internal force to resist, Long Yuan's claw could directly shatter the Cai Long Sword in his hand.

The main thing is that Shen Lang can use very little internal force, and he can only take the smallest defense.

Fortunately, the quality of this sword is okay, and Long Yuan's claw did not break the sword.

Waiting for the other party to unload his strength, Shen Lang quickly turned defense into offense, his eyes froze, he seized the opportunity, the long sword in his hand turned into a phantom, and attacked towards Long Yuan.

"Drink!"

Long Yuan was shocked, and the long sword in Shen Lang's hand turned into countless phantoms for a while, carrying a weak sword qi, stabbing at him with a head and face.

Long Yuan hurriedly struck out his claws to parry, and used his internal force to forcibly shake away Shen Lang's sword stab.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Countless crisp sounds were mixed with the sound of air explosions, and the high-frequency finger wind shield of Longyuan Dragon Claw's hand attacked Shen Lang one after another sword stabs.

The scene is really dazzling, the audience in the audience is thrilling, and the sword that grabbed Shen Lang's slash with his bare hands is still intact, which is also too weird!

What was shocking was that the speed of the long sword in Shen Lang's hand was getting faster and faster, and even his footsteps were like ghosts, and he couldn't catch a trace at all.

"What kind of trick is this?" Long Yuan cried out in his heart, and finally showed a trace of horror on his face, he was almost unable to parry Shen Lang's flowing sword moves, so he had to retreat one after another.

In the eyes of outsiders on the field, the long sword in Shen Lang's hand was like a streamer, dazzling, and it was impossible to see the real and the false.

Streamer Fleeting! is the fastest move in the three Moon-Grabbing Styles, each blow can trigger the Streamer Sword Qi, this move is best for quickly suppressing the enemy.

However, the true qi used by Shen Lang was very weak, and it was not enough to strike out the Streamer Sword Qi at all.

But Shen Lang took out the sword quickly, and it became faster and faster, and Long Yuan even gradually couldn't resist it, and he was hit by the sword one after another all over his body.

Almost breathing, Long Yuan's body was already full of blood, blood holes all over his upper body, blood dyed his monk's robe red, the sword qi shattered half of the monk's robe, and blood spilled all over the ground.

The audience couldn't help but tremble, they had never seen such a strange fencing method, and they couldn't help but hold their breath and stare at every move in the ring.

"Wait!" shouted Zhou, who was running down the stairs.

Many viewers at the scene turned their attention to Zhou Madness.

Zhou ran towards the ring at a gallop. Nima's, he just came down, and Long Yuan was beaten to death!

"Shen Lang, don't kill him!" Zhou shouted wildly.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, and a stone-splitting palm shook away the dragon source in front of him, and then returned to the wind and the moon with a hand, rushing forward to stab Long Yuan's lower abdomen.

It is the dantian in the belly of Long Yuan.

Shen Lang's long sword stabbed and twisted, Long Yuan's face was distorted, a low scream came out of his mouth, and his lower abdomen had turned into a blood hole.

The sword qi that was struck, even if it was weak, instantly crushed the arteries and veins, and the wound was difficult to heal.

Especially the dantian, Shen Lang used a long sword to crush the dantian in Long Yuan's belly, which is equivalent to abolishing this guy's cultivation!

Facts have proved that Shen Lang is really serious, as long as the opponent is not a six-star level master, he will basically not fall behind.

"No!" Zhou Mad's eyes were round and he roared wildly.

"You, you abolish me!" Long Yuan fell to the ground, his eyes were red and staring at Shen Lang, a large amount of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his expression was like eating Shen Lang.

"It's okay if I didn't kill you, and then chirp crookedly in my ear, Lao Tzu doesn't mind sending you back to the West with a sword. Shen Lang snorted coldly.

Long Yuan's brain was bruised, and his cultivation was abolished, which was more uncomfortable than killing him directly.