In the sky above the Flame Kingdom, Shen Lang and Qian Zhen Fist rose high enough into the sky, and the two faced each other.

Qian Zhenquan looked at Shen Lang indifferently and said, "Since you want to fight, then fight! I also want to see if you, a nine-star martial artist, are worthy of the name." ”

In a single round of cultivation, Shen Lang did surprise Qian Zhenquan a little, but it didn't make him think that the other party's strength was already on an equal footing with him.

"I don't know if it's worthy of the name, but I can guarantee that you can't leave safely today, you always have to see some blood," Shen Lang said indifferently.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!" Qian Zhenquan's expression was arrogant, and he didn't take Shen Lang in his eyes at all.

Immediately, his tone changed, and Sen Ran said: "It is your biggest mistake to follow the wrong master, I will break all the bones in your body to see how hard your bones are, and whether they owe as much as your mouth." ”

"How hard it is, you can know if you try it, provided that you don't have that strength......"

Shen Lang gently stroked the storage ring and took out the nameless sword from it, and the sword momentum was about to explode.

Shen Lang rarely used force, and the sword was even less used, but once he used the murder weapon like the sword, it proved that he was going to be serious.

Holding the nameless sword in his right hand, Shen Lang's temperament at this moment has completely changed, and he is a real hero at this time.

Looking at the extremely chic Shen Lang, Tie Zhongtang couldn't help but ask softly: "Your Majesty, Shen Lang is obviously a nine-star martial artist, why does it seem to me that he is more like challenging the superior in the role of a subordinate?"

He had just fought with Qian Zhen Boxing, although the other party was stronger than him, but he didn't think that Qian Zhen Boxing could challenge Shen Lang, who was much stronger than himself, he could be sure that Shen Lang was much stronger than himself.

Xiao Chen said: "You don't understand, when Qian Zhenquan fought with you, he didn't use all his strength, maybe he was still worried about his injuries!"

Although Qian Zhenquan himself said that his injuries had completely recovered and his strength had reached its heyday, it seems that he is far from fully recovered.

Come to think of it, when Qianzhen Fist was dropped by Qin Yi's cultivation that was beaten, this was a big injury that damaged the foundation, how could it be healed so easily?

However, in the face of Shen Lang of the Nine-Star Martial Venerable, he who is not superior in the realm, I am afraid that he will not be able to keep it anymore.

"Xiao Feng, a few of you keep an eye on Ding Chunqiu, don't let him run away secretly!"

Ding Chunqiu has a lot of eyes, don't let this guy take advantage of the chaos to escape.

As for Dugu Yeli and the others, with his style of conduct, I am afraid that he will not be able to do such a thing as escaping.

Sure enough, when Xiao Feng and the others looked at him, he was concentrating on the upcoming battle.

"A few elders, can Qian Zhen Fist win this Shen Lang?" Di Tian asked worriedly.

While speaking, he couldn't help but look at Bai Xiaoling, who had been staring at him silently, if Qian Zhen's fist was finished, Xiao Chen and Bai Xiaoling would not let him go.

An elder swore solemnly: "Emperor Tiangongzi, rest assured, Lord Martial God is invincible. ”

At this time, in the sky, the battle between Shen Lang and Qian Zhenquan finally began.

"Okay, now I'll show you how big the gap between you and me is. ”

Shout!

With a flash of golden light, Qian Zhen's fist flew towards Shen Lang rapidly, and outside his body, wisps of golden silk threads spread out, cutting out a trace of cracks in time and space.

"Is there a gap?"

Leaning forward, Shen Lang's whole person also flew out, holding the nameless sword tightly in his right hand, and a section of the sword body had been detached from the scabbard and exposed to the air.

"Emperor Heavenly Fist!"

The distance between the two quickly shortened, and when it was less than twenty meters, Qian Zhenquan's black clothes flew up, and a punch hit Shen Lang's head, and with this punch, an imposing emperor phantom appeared behind it, and it also blasted over, thundering.

Boom!

The nameless sword came out of its sheath, Shen Lang's right hand shook, and the sword body like lightning trembled twice in the void, and a cross sword light slammed into Qian Zhenquan's fist.

Phew!

The majestic fist power collapsed all at once under Shen Lang's precise cutting, and of course, the cross sword light also exhausted all its strength and was annihilated in an instant.

"It's a good idea, but next, I'll see how you break it!"

The body flew out diagonally, and the Emperor Phantom clenched his fists with both hands, and in an instant, one after another powerful fists blasted out, and the brilliant golden light spread.

Under the golden light, the whole sky was rendered and changed color, gorgeous and dangerous.

Facing the infinitely powerful fist shadow, Shen Lang's body catapulted back slightly, holding the sword in his right hand, but the five fingers of his left hand conjured up countless sword shadows, and the light-like purple sword qi met the opponent's golden fist strength.

Poof!

However, as soon as these purple sword qi came into contact with the fist strength of Qian Zhen Fist, they were annihilated one by one.

The golden fist strength of Qian Zhen Fist is based on the power of the realm, it is powerful and heavy, and it is as fast as a meteor, Shen Lang's purple sword qi cannot be compared to it.

With a single round of comprehension of the power of the domain, Qian Zhenquan had already surpassed Shen Lang, and he could integrate the power of the domain into any of his attacks without the need to release the entire huge domain.

This kind of realm of free retraction and release can allow him to save a lot of spiritual power in battle, and at the same time, he can strengthen a single point attack by condensing the power of the realm.

However, a purple sword qi is not as good as a golden fist shadow, it doesn't matter, two, three, you can always fight with the other party.

The five fingers of Shen Lang's left hand had disappeared at this moment, covered by purple sword qi, and endless bundles of sword qi shot out, frantically canceling out the golden fist shadow.

"How is it possible to send out so many at once. ”

Qian Zhenquan couldn't help but change color, his punch was fast enough, but the sword qi that the other party stimulated from his fingers was faster and more, and it seemed that he didn't need to build momentum at all.

Yes, Shen Lang's purple sword qi really doesn't need to be accumulated, this purple sword qi is something he has cultivated for many years and then stored in his body, and the amount is quite expensive.

"Destroying the Emperor Heavenly Fist!"

As soon as the boxing method changed, Qian Zhen Fist exerted more concentrated and powerful Huangtian Fist, the strength of Huangtian Fist was like a huge comet, and the striking range was also very huge, Shen Lang and its surrounding space were all within the striking range, and they all became extremely hot.

"Swing the golden sword, break!"

Shen Lang's legs exerted force, catapulted out, the nameless sword in his hand slashed sideways, and the beautiful golden ripples spread, and suddenly split the comet-like fist into two halves, and the golden ripples continued to spread, spreading towards Qianzhen's fist, and time seemed to become slow.

"Damn, is it true that the strength has not fully recovered? Damn Qin Yijue!"

Qian Zhenquan's face was a little ugly, but he didn't expect that he would fall into a bitter battle with Shen Lang.

As Xiao Chen thought, Qian Zhenquan's strength had indeed not fully recovered, and he originally thought that Shen Lang's strength was not to worry about at all, but he didn't expect that the other party's strength was much stronger than the average nine-star martial artist.

(End of chapter)