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Fan Hong was the strongest realm elder in their Bliss Palace, and he couldn't withstand Shen Lang's move, and the knife was cut off by the other party.

With a "bang", Fan Hong fell headlong into the soil, and his face instantly turned like earth.

This kid's cultivation has actually reached the peak of the transformation realm, could it be that he was pretending to be forced before, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

"Impossible!"

Even if it is the peak of the Transformation Realm, it is impossible to be so strong! The cyan long knife in his hand is a battle knife personally given by the palace master Lu Rulong, and it is a low-grade holy weapon, and it is very powerful.

Even a holy weapon can be chopped off, how the is that?

Fan Hong's face was difficult to see and he couldn't accept this fact.

No, it's the knife in this kid's hand!

Fan Hong's eyes showed a trace of essence, and he instantly locked on the purple-gold long knife in Shen Lang's hand, and the aura of the Dream Breaking Knife was indeed amazing.

"Superior Hallows!"

can exert such great power, and only high-grade holy weapons can be used.

"This kid has got a high-grade holy weapon, catch him quickly!" Fan Hong roared with blood in his mouth.

At the sound of an order, all the martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace rushed up.

A trace of disdain flashed on Shen Lang's face, he just said that he could fight alone, but he couldn't beat himself, and he was called again.

The martial arts cultivator of this Bliss Palace is also capable of playing tricks.

Seeing everyone rushing up, Shen Lang was expressionless, and frantically brandished the Dream Breaking Knife.

"Phoenix Dance!"

With a low shout, Shen Lang set up the Dream Breaking Knife in his hand, spun in place, and the whole person turned into an afterimage.

"Boom!"

For a while, countless swords erupted from the edge of the Dream Breaking Knife, forming a circular vortex that struck the Martial Cultivator of the Bliss Palace in the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Seeing the swords roaring wildly in the sky, all the Martial Cultivators of the Extreme Bliss Palace were taken aback, and they all revealed disbelief, this True Transformation Realm Martial Cultivator could send an attack?

"Sword descends Shura!" Fan Hong gasped, he didn't expect this Shen Lang to be able to practice such a terrifying knife move.

With the power of the high-grade holy weapon, after Shen Lang's blow, nine Martial Cultivators of the Bliss Palace fell in a pool of blood and died instantly.

Seeing that Shen Lang was so violent, a group of Martial Cultivators of the Bliss Palace who surrounded him showed frightened expressions. Killed nine people in an instant with one move, and this person is too terrifying.

"Don't panic, everyone, work together to besiege him, even if this kid has a high-grade holy weapon in his hand, our wheel battle will consume him to death!" Fan Hong shouted, took out a new long knife from the storage ring, and took the lead in slashing towards Shen Lang.

A group of Bliss Palace martial cultivators were sure in their hearts, and immediately attacked Shen Lang again.

Although Shen Lang was completely sure of winning, it was still a little difficult to deal with so many Transformation Realm martial cultivators at the same time. Even if you can kill all these people, your own consumption will be very large.

Flying out of the Spirit Palace Tower, it is bound to attract the attention of a large number of martial cultivators in Diancang Mountain, and it is estimated that a large number of martial cultivators are already approaching here.

Shen Lang needed to preserve his strength, so he simply adopted a conservative style of play, and fought with a large number of martial arts cultivators of the Bliss Palace.

"Death!" Fan Hong's face was full of violence, and he slashed at him with a knife.

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth showed a trace of disdain, and he didn't bother to dodge.

Seeing that this knife was about to fall on Shen Lang's shoulder, Fan Hong showed a touch of joy on his face, thinking that this time Lao Tzu finally succeeded. He wanted to cut Shen Lang into a disability with a knife.

"Bell!"

Fan Hong's knife did slash Shen Lang's right shoulder.

But then, with a crisp "click", Fan Hong's knife broke directly

Seeing this scene, Fan Hong was dumbfounded, and his mouth could be stuffed with eggs.

How can it be?

Just now, his long knife was cut off by a high-grade holy weapon, which Fan Hong could understand.

But now his knife was obviously slashed at Shen Lang's body, not only did he not cut the other party, but the knife was broken.

Although his knife is not a holy weapon, it is also a high-grade magic weapon, and it can't even cut Shen Lang?

Fan Hong was shocked, how did this kid's skin and flesh grow, why was it so hard!

I saw that the skin of Shen Lang's body was glowing with a golden light, and a hole was torn out on the right shoulder of the robe, revealing the golden inner armor inside.

King Kong is not bad for divine skills, and with the inner armor of the holy weapon, Shen Lang directly defended against this blow.

"King Kong is not bad! "King Kong is not bad!

I finally realized why my sword was broken, and the other party was so rebellious to the sky, as well as the precious holy weapon inner armor

Fan Hong's face is as black as the bottom of a pot, and the other party's equipment is also very good, which is still a hair.

"Martial Cultivator of the Bliss Palace listened to the order and killed him directly! Don't leave him alive!" Fan Hong gritted his teeth and said.

It was almost impossible to capture Shen Lang alive, so he could only kill him. The treasures on this kid's body are already jaw-dropping, they must have been obtained from the Fire Dragon Tomb, and killing him in disguise is equivalent to getting a large number of treasures in the Fire Dragon Tomb.

Shen Lang both wore the inner armor and had the Vajra Immortal Skill Protector, Fan Hong had no choice, so he took out a long knife from the storage ring and slashed it towards Shen Lang's head.

A group of Martial Cultivators of the Bliss Palace took advantage of the large number of people, rushed up, and launched a frenzied attack.

Shen Lang ran the Vajra Divine Skill, and his body was covered with layers of golden light, and ordinary attacks had no effect on him, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

The more the martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace fought, the more scared they became, Shen Lang was like a god of war, most of their attacks had almost no effect on Shen Lang, and the other party didn't need to block it, and they could follow directly by relying on their physical bodies.

And Shen Lang's sword moves are extremely powerful, and if the dodge defense is slightly poor, the head will fall to the ground.

After fighting for a while, Shen Lang's body was not damaged at all except for his clothes that were in tatters. The martial cultivators on the side of the Bliss Palace were hacked to the ground one after another, and there were blood stains everywhere in the woods.

There were less than twenty people left in the Wuxiu of the Bliss Palace, and they were all terrified, retreating again and again, and even turning to attack and defend.

Shen Lang used his sword to descend Shura and slashed wildly.

"Ah!!h

Blood arrows flew up one after another, and a large number of people fell in a pool of blood, and only four people from the Martial Cultivators of the Bliss Palace were still alive, and Fan Hong was among them.

Fan Hong's old face was distorted and discolored, covered in blood, and his body was covered with knife wounds, looking miserable.

He never dreamed that things would turn out like this, the other party's strength was terrifying!

It's too late to regret it now!

Seeing Shen Lang lift the Dream Breaking Knife and walk step by step, the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The three martial cultivators of the Bliss Palace, who were still hungry, were so frightened that they could no longer have the slightest heart to resist, so they ran away!

Shen Lang flipped his right hand, took out three Wuluo light smoke darts from his sleeve robe, and shot them out directly.

"Woohoo!"

Three darts burst out and flew out like green smoke.

Soon, three blood arrows flew up, and the three Wuluo light smoke darts pierced into the back of the heads of the three fleeing Martial Cultivators of the Paradise Palace, and they were all killed.