They simply fought each other, and Gao Li had already arrived, just falling.

Among them, the masters of the late stage of the Preservation Truth Realm also rushed to the top of the Tang Garden from the riverside, and they had not yet arrived, but they could also see the situation here.

Seeing a pair of feet spurting blood, and it was Shen Lang who slashed it with a sword, everyone was incredible!

The other monks who watched the excitement, because it was on the other side of the river, was a little far away, and they couldn't see the specific situation here, but they could vaguely see a rough idea.

Tang Banshan is several levels higher than Xun Zun, and strictly speaking, what was cut off was only the foot, not even the leg, and it was not as serious as Xun Zun at the beginning.

Shen Lang knew that even so, he could still launch a powerful attack, so the sword in his hand did not stop, if he wanted to continue to come out, he would completely chop off his legs and feet piece by piece!

At the same time, he took the time to collect the gushing blood, and increased the suction force on the wound to extract as much blood as possible.

Tang Banshan was so depressed at the moment that he was really going to vomit blood!

He is a pinnacle-level master, and he has been made so embarrassed, which is already very shameless.

And his feet were cut off, so he had to hold his hands that were ready to attack from the inside again, stabilize his body that was rushing out as quickly as possible, and then put it back.

Shen Lang is holding a sword that sharpens iron like clay, no matter how fast his body is, he will go out of this hole, if he doesn't stop it quickly, he is afraid that his body will be broken into two pieces!

And what made him crazy was that although his body was stabilized and recovered, and he was not cut again, there was actually a strong traction that sucked out a large amount of blood from his wound!

With his realm, he will not die of excessive blood loss at once, but the release of human essence and blood will also affect the play of strength to a certain extent.

Stopping the bleeding and relieving the pain was not too difficult for him, but his feet were cut off, and the whole person was immediately very inconvenient.

When he retracted it, he saw that his feet had been severed from above his ankles, revealing his bones, and they had dried up.

"Shen Lang, I say you are the ancestor of the Tianshan Sword Sect!"

Tang Banshan's angry scolding was transmitted through the two holes, and floated out from above the Tang Garden, even the monks on the other side of the river could vaguely hear it.

This made them very surprised when they couldn't see it really.

Tang Banshan is a peak-level master, and his strength can be imagined. The picture of him breaking the Qingjiang water dragon just now is also quite domineering.

But how can this voice and words have a feeling of suffocation and scolding?

How did Shen Lang do it, and he was able to force him to this extent?

He had already gathered his legs and feet and went back, but Shen Lang still waved his sword and waited at the mouth of the hole. Hearing his scolding at this moment, he didn't look inside to see the situation, he directly raised his hand and blasted the weapon that the holy armor stretched out into it!

At this time, Shen Lang was still a little embarrassed, this was Bi Haihuan's holy armor, and the equipment given to her was only for self-defense, but it was equivalent to the level of guns.

If there are a large number of powerful weapons like the base I went to last time, even a master at the peak of his life can bombard it.

This also made him regret it a little, and Bi Haihuan was full of joy at that time and wanted to give him all kinds of good things. It's just that the big inconvenient belts of flying saucer mecha will cause too many problems in the world.

Some other powerful weapons, leaving the basin city-state, some of them could not be used, and some could only be disposable, so he didn't take them with him.

After all, the armor is designed for portability and invisibility, and even with the use of dimensional folding technology, the weapons that can be carried are limited when it is so thin.

But now Tang Banshan is a turtle in an urn, and it is still very enjoyable to bombard him casually, bombard him until he has no temper, and bombard him until he is embarrassed.

Tang Banshan, who had just finished scolding, found that he had started bombing again, so he had to hurry up to defend himself.

Now he is very passive, his feet have been chopped off again, and one of them may be blown up and mutilated if he is not well protected.

This steel building is very thick, but now there are two holes, and the roar inside will also be heard.

It was not clear what was going on in the distance on the other side, but Gao Li and the masters who had just arrived had a basic understanding.

Those masters were nervous, although the master of Mid-Mountain was very powerful, but this Shen Lang had a magic weapon that could continuously release bombs, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't withstand the endless bombardment, as long as he was negligent, it might blow up to pieces!

Just now they had vaguely seen that the master of Mid-Levels was injured, if he was killed by the explosion again, then it would not be easy for Shen Lang to clean them up?

At this time, they are no longer listening to orders, let alone for the honor and face of the Master Alliance, but they are beginning to realize that there are no eggs under the nest!

So after a moment of distraction, someone roared at the sound of the bombardment, and everyone quickly approached the steel building.

Gao Li also reacted, he was originally going to contain Tang Banshan, and he couldn't let Tang Banshan hurt Shen Lang.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang trapped Tang Banshan alone!

The situation here, he also saw a rough idea, it seemed that he couldn't escape, and there were two mouths, one was blocked by Shen Lang just with a big iron ball, and the other was guarded by himself.

It seemed that Shen Lang could hold on for a while, so he immediately blocked these besieging ones first, so as not to affect Shen Lang from behind.

And Pei Sheng and Yan Liang in the back, because they didn't pause, had already knocked a few masters who had already flown away and crossed a few masters in the middle stage of the Existence Realm, and approached these late stages from behind.

Shen Lang didn't have a sense of threat to the others behind him, but Tang Banshan was still a big problem.

A tiger with a claw cut off is still a tiger!

If you can't kill it, you can still easily bite people to death!

Shen Lang didn't want to end up in a situation where both sides were defeated or died together.

The big iron ball above, even if it is embedded in the hole above, is just an iron ball, not like the whole building is hundreds of thousands of catties as a whole, Tang Banshan can still easily knock it away!

While Shen Lang continued to bomb, he began to try other methods, stretched out his hand, and sucked up the billowing smoke that came out of the nearby burning because of the combustion, and poured it directly into the hole!

In fact, this can't smoke Tang Banshan, it's okay to even bomb him, naturally it is a mana protection, forming a protective shield around him.

The smoke couldn't get close to him.

But the smoke could disperse inside the iron house, interfering with his vision and preventing him from seeing clearly.

Even so, what can be done is psychological interference, and it will not really affect Tang Banshan too much.

"Shen Lang! I swear! As long as I wait for me to go out, I will destroy your Tianshan Sword Sect!"

Looking at the smoke, Tang Banshan's anger burned again, what did this treat him for?

Although he roared, he still kept it from being bombarded on his body, and reached out violently to lift it up, and once again blasted out of the hole on the top!

This time, he had to push the iron ball away first, and had to attack with a distracted palm in the case of self-preservation.

(End of chapter)