Shen Lang is very capable of pretending to be forced, and he wants to single-handedly take on twenty Dongying masters.

Tens of thousands of students are also shouting and cheering, they feel that Shen Lang is pretending to be forced now, why do they like it very much?

The Dongying warriors of the Yamaguchi Martial Arts Hall are angry at the moment, no longer talking nonsense, just go to the stage and kill Shen Lang.

A Dongying general, unable to bear it, flew first and landed in the ring, shouting:

"Okay, since you, the sick man of East Asia, are looking for death, I, Tian Mujun, will fulfill you. ”

The self-proclaimed Dongying military general Tian Mujun, ranked fifth among the ten Dongying generals in combat effectiveness, and was a high-level military general, equal to a high-level foundation building monk.

And Shen Lang is only in the early stage of building the foundation.

So Tian Mujun is confident that he can easily kill Shen Lang.

Shen Lang sneered disdainfully: "Okay, you unlucky little devil, since you are in a hurry to see the king of Hades, Brother Lang will fulfill you." ”

The two disagreed and began to fight.

There is no hesitation at all, and there is soft-heartedness.

Each will be put to death unto the other!

"Brush!"

Tian Mujun, with a thunderous knife drawing technique, slashed at Shen Lang with a knife.

This knife, tens of thousands of students in the audience, basically did not see the thunderbolt knife in Tian Mujun's hand.

It's so fast!

Only the people on the high platform can see clearly.

There were more than a hundred students in the foundation building period, and they could barely see a lightning-like sword light.

It's too fast.

They asked themselves, they couldn't avoid Tian Mujun's knife drawing technique so quickly.

Shen Lang laughed, "Go die!"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Lang had already flashed and arrived behind Tian Mujun.

His one hundred and thirty years of internal strength slapped Tian Mujun on the back of his head.

"Bang!"

Tian Mujun's head blossomed on the spot, shattered like a watermelon, and his body fell in the ring.

Quiet!

The audience was silent.

It's unbelievable.

Who can believe it if they don't see it with their own eyes?

Shen Lang, who was in the early stage of foundation building, actually killed Dongying's senior military general Tian Mujun in one palm!

Shen Lang had one hundred and twenty years of skill before, and with the addition of spending 10 million yuan to buy a box of Bailing Pill, his internal strength increased by nearly ten years.

Tens of thousands of students didn't even see how Shen Lang dodged Tian Mujun's mortal sword.

Flash, too fast.

On the high platform, a group of teachers saw Shen Lang's strange body.

"What kind of body is this?"

"So fast!"

"His inner strength is so deep. ”

"What's this student's name?"

"Okay, great......!

“......”

The teachers were very excited and felt angry.

Under the thunder stage, tens of thousands of students were enthusiastic.

Before, they were still worried about Shen Lang, and they were nervous.

After all, the little devils are too powerful.

The more than 100 foundation building students of the Shanhai Sect did not dare to come forward, because if one was not careful, he would die.

This will make them see Shen Lang's ability, which is simply a symbol of invincibility.

Moreover, Shen Lang was ruthless and decisive in killing, this domineering method was resolute and resolute, and it was too relieving.

The little devils on the high platform were also shocked.

They looked confused and dignified.

I never expected that Shen Lang would be so strong!

It seems that Shen Lang threatened to beat them all by one, not bragging.

This kid is really not pretending.

It's really powerful.

But so what?

No matter how strong Shen Lang is, a good tiger can't stand a group of wolves.

Chen Dong, Tang Yu, Qu Ying, the three of them pinched a cold sweat for Shen Lang before.

Looking at it now, the three of them were extremely happy.

So excited.

I didn't expect Brother Shen Lang to be so powerful.

Thinking back to the time when they met Shen Lang before, Shen Lang was only in the early stage of Qi Warrior training.

It's only been more than a month, and Shen Lang has far surpassed them.

It's too much of a blow to self-esteem.

But the three of them were still happy for Shen Lang.

has such a powerful good brother, and the three of them also have a light on their faces.

......

In the ring!

Shen Lang said contemptuously: "Little devils, Brother Lang, I advised you to come up together to send you to death, but you didn't listen, and now you still insist on fighting alone with me?"

Without waiting for the little devils to speak, Shen Lang pretended to be forced again:

"Again, you little devils, let's die together, otherwise you won't even have a chance to regret it. Come one, kill one! Come on a pair, kill a pair!"

Shen Lang's arrogant words made the little devils on the high platform suddenly angry.

A powerful Dongying military general scolded angrily:

"East Asian sick man, you are looking for death. ”

After speaking, this powerful Dongying military general was about to come down to kill Shen Lang.

But a Dongying military general next to him blocked and said:

"Little Inu-kun, you are the first military general of our Yamaguchi Martial Arts Pavilion, you don't need to make a move, kill chickens with a knife? I, Jiro Nakamura, can kill this sick man of East Asia. ”

Inu-kun, the first general of the Yamaguchi Martial Arts.

Jiro Nakamura is the third-ranked general.

The little dog held down his thunderbolt knife and gritted his teeth and nodded.

He also felt that with Jiro Nakamura's move, he could already kill Shen Lang.

Nakamura Jiro walked into the ring, he looked at Shen Lang, the corners of his mouth turned up, and said sarcastically and coldly:

"Sick man of East Asia, if you kill Tian Mujun, I will kill you and avenge Tian Mujun! Now I will give you a chance to say your name. Otherwise you don't stand a chance. ”

Little devils, I really want to know, Shen Lang's name, good resume file information.

Shen Lang smiled, "With you, you are not qualified to know Brother Lang's name." ”

What the?

Despise!

What an annoying pretence.

Jiro Nakamura was furious.

"Sonorous!" sounded, and the thunderbolt knife was already unsheathed.

The sword light was too fast, twice as fast as Tian Mujun before.

For the tens of thousands of students under the ring, this is a fatal knife, and if they go up, they will definitely die.

I don't even have a chance to dodge.

"This little devil is so strong!"

"It's over, big brother won't fail, right?"

“......”

Tens of thousands of students are worried.

In the ring, Shen Lang could clearly see the little devil's knife slashing.

Because Shen Lang fused nine kinds of demon beast serum, genetic evolution, eyesight, feeling, and all aspects were a hundred times that of others.

Jiro Nakamura's lightning-fast knife, in Shen Lang's eyes, was like slow motion, slowing down a hundred times.

Therefore, Shen Lang can clearly capture the trajectory of this knife.

Suddenly.

When this fatal knife slashed, Shen Lang moved.

Flash!

Shen Lang's strange figure magically flashed behind Nakamura Jiro again.

Jiro Nakamura slashed through the air with a knife, felt a gust of wind rushing in the back of his head, and secretly screamed 'not good'.

He wanted to dodge, but he didn't have the weird way of Shen Lang.

"Smack"

Shen Lang slapped Nakamura Jiro's head with a palm.

This time, it's a continuous shooting!

slapped Nakamura Jiro to death with one palm, Shen Lang grabbed Nakamura Jiro's head, and instantly performed the Northern Spiritual Skill, devouring Nakamura Jiro's true qi.

Can't be wasted!

One-tenth of Nakamura Jiro's true qi was instantly devoured by Shen Lang's big hand.

"Whoa!"

Jiro Nakamura, the body is planted.

It's all done in the blink of an eye.

No one knew that Shen Lang secretly devoured Nakamura Jiro Kazunari's true qi.