"If you have the courage to continue scolding me, the palace master won't save you!" Hua Ziling's face sank, and she shouted coquettishly. Dust√ Margin× Literature → Learning ↗ Network

Shen Lang was angry, he was too lazy to talk to Hua Ziling anymore, and concentrated on responding to the enemy.

Yang Tongtian and Yang Chong saw that Hua Ziling did not make a move, and they were secretly happy in their hearts, and their attacks became more and more ferocious.

Shen Lang's face became extremely gloomy, if it was just against the previous one in the early stage of the transformation realm, he could easily handle it, and he could even pretend to be b.

But in the face of the two at the same time, Shen Lang didn't dare to pretend to be b, and he also tried his best.

Shen Lang was also interrupted by the flowing attacks of the two, and he was very anxious in his heart, feeling that he had no strength, but he couldn't use it.

However, he felt that he could still hold on, and Shen Lang would definitely not take out the Dragon Sparrow Knife until it was critical.

Su Ruoxue reminded him before that because the holy weapon was too precious, it could not be easily displayed, otherwise it would easily cause murder if it was spread out.

The three of them were entangled together, and from time to time the wind exploded and the wind raged.

Yang Tongtian and Yang Chong's faces gradually became a little ugly, and the two of them attacked together, but they couldn't suppress Shen Lang for a while.

This kid's body is as difficult to catch as a ghost, and his body protection qi is also extremely strong, as sharp as a knife, and if he is not careful, he will scratch a thick blood mark on his body.

They had to be close to Shen Lang to deal with Shen Lang, but Shen Lang would punch seven wounds, and neither Yang Tongtian nor Yang Chong dared to take Shen Lang's punch.

This caused Yang Tongtian and Yang Chong to seem to be attacking violently, but as soon as they approached Shen Lang, they had to switch from attack to defense.

The combination of the two exercises of the Shenzhao Sutra and the Seven Wounds Fist complement each other, and it is simply a seamless offensive and defensive means.

Yang Chong took Shen Lang's heart with a sword.

Shen Lang jumped and avoided the sword stab.

Yang Tongtian raised his palm and slapped it towards Shen Lang in the air.

Shen Lang counterattacked with a seven-wound punch and suppressed Yang Tongtian.

Yang Tongtian had been hit by Shen Lang's Seven Injuries Recipe before, and his body was seriously injured. The injuries in his body could not be suppressed for long, and soon there was a tendency to worsen.

After blocking Shen Lang's one-style seven-wound punch with all his might, Yang Tongtian vomited blood and gradually lost his strength.

Shen Lang was overjoyed, and immediately turned defense into offense, while defending against Yang Chong's attack, he punched frantically towards Yang Tongtian.

The more Yang Tongtian fought, the more afraid he became, and he was forced by Shen Lang to retreat again and again.

Finally.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Shen Lang's fist smashed firmly on Yang Tongtian's chest.

"Ahh

This time, Yang Tongtian couldn't stand up, his sternum was cracked, his mouth was full of blood, and his old face was like earth.

Although he is not dead, his combat effectiveness is basically zero.

Hua Zilingqiao's face on the side changed color slightly, she originally wanted Shen Lang to be injured a little before she went up to help, but she didn't expect this stinky man to be so powerful, and he could win with one enemy and two enemies.

"Shen Lang, it seems that the palace master doesn't need to go up to help. Hua Ziling said with a dry smile.

"Whatever you want. Shen Lang's face darkened, and he was in a little unhappy.

He felt that Hua Ziling's ass had not been beaten enough. Wait and settle accounts with this.

"Door Master!" Seeing that Yang Tongtian fell, Yang Chong was shocked, and immediately launched a fierce attack, stabbing Shen Lang's back with a thunderous sword.

Shen Lang grinned and sneered, he had already taken precautions.

Jumping, Shen Lang flipped a big heel in the air and flashed to Yang Chong's back.

Except for the previous Seven Injuries General Technique, Shen Lang's consumption was not large. Now that Yang Tongtian has no combat effectiveness, Shen Lang can continue to wave.

This time, he was able to defeat two transformation realm masters, which gave him a lot of experience, and by the way, he could hone his martial arts.

Shen Lang's heart moved, and he took out a cyan long sword from the storage bag, which was the green glass sword he had obtained from Zhao Qing before.

"Ding!" Yang Chong's eyes were bloodshot, and another sword stabbed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang flashed back, raised the green glass sword, and blocked Yang Chong's sword.

Then, as soon as the blade of the sword was deflected, Shen Lang jumped, and the sword body groaned softly, like Feiyan turning around, Shen Lang stabbed a sword downward at an extremely strange speed in the sky.

"Yan anti!"

It is the third form of the three types of the moon grab!

The sword qi shook, and the sword body turned into an afterimage, and the speed was so fast that it was an unbelievable realm.

Yang Chong was taken aback and hurriedly dodged, but he was still stabbed in the thigh, and blood gushed out from the wound.

Because the tip of Shen Lang's sword contained a powerful and domineering sword qi, piercing into the flesh and blood, the sword qi could instantly crush the arteries and veins, and the wound was difficult to heal.

Compared with the seven-wound fist, high-end sword skills are easier to find people's flaws.

Su Ruoxue also told him that looking at Lin Hai Tianshan, the top inner palm technique is also the lower level of the heaven level, such as the strong King Kong palm, which is the same level as the Seven Injuries Fist.

And the top-level swordsmanship and sword techniques, as well as the hidden weapon techniques, can even reach the middle and upper levels of the heavenly level.

An ordinary person holding a kitchen knife may double the attack power, which is the reason.

It doesn't mean that swordsmanship and sword technique have to be more powerful than palm technique, but the limit of the former is stronger.

High-level martial cultivators pay attention to physical balance, and their hands and feet are the best things to attack and defend. Unless you can practice weapons like your own hands and feet, you will not be as good as your own hands and feet.

On the other hand, if you can use your weapon as flexibly as your own hands and feet, your attack power will definitely increase.

There are also families in the Lin Hai Tianshan Mountains that specialize in practicing sword techniques or swordsmanship or even secret weapons, although the number of such families is also very small, but most of them are famous.

Yang Chong took a few steps back, covered his wounds, and looked at Shen Lang in horror.

This kid not only knows how to use extremely powerful fist techniques, palm techniques, and knife techniques, but now he can even use advanced swordsmanship.

Yang Chong couldn't accept this reality, how many different types of martial arts did this kid have? No matter how powerful a genius was, it wasn't so exaggerated.

Shen Lang didn't give him a chance to breathe, his eyes froze, and he rushed towards Yang.

"Return to the wind and capture the moon!"

As soon as Shen Langqing's glass sword came out, it ran its true qi, and the sword body let out a soft groan, slashing a semicircular arc in mid-air, sprinting towards the sun like lightning, and the speed was outrageous.

That long sword seemed to turn into three long swords, stabbing at Yang Chong from three directions.

Yang Chong was shocked, he was an old man, but he had never seen such a strange swordsmanship, and it was impossible to avoid it.

Coupled with the wound to his thigh, it was difficult to dodge at all.

"Poof!" Shen Lang stabbed Yang Chong in the abdomen with a sword.

"You!" Yang Chong looked at Shen Lang in horror, a mouthful of blood spurting out from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Lang pulled out his long sword expressionlessly.

"Splitting the stars and catching the moon!"

Shen Lang unleashed a huge sword qi, like cutting tofu, and cut off Yang Chong's head!

Yang Chong's head rolled to the side, and the blood rain sprinkled wildly, dyeing the ground a blood-red color, and the thick smell of blood was disgusting.

Shen Lang's performance is over.

The audience was silent, and the pin drop could be heard.