The intention is strong, just cultivating alone is a drop in the bucket after all, even if the cultivation reaches that level, the real combat power is not comparable to the powerhouses of the same level who survived the battle.

It's like the flowers in the greenhouse, which are warmly shaded by the sun all day long, and grow several times faster than the weeds in the wild, but after all, they have never experienced the wind and rain, and they don't know the sinister world.

At this moment, the rest of his life is the same for Zhang Lang, blindly cultivating alone will always have a lot of things missing, the last time Yu Sheng fought against the green-skinned man Captain Zhong was a moment of life and death, using the air without borrowing force as a bait, and when the time came, he suddenly launched a six-winged Jedi counterattack and successfully killed Captain Zhong.

Later, for the rest of his life, he did not know that his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and his control of the battle and his judgment of the situation had made great progress.

This is the benefit of actual combat, which is far from being comparable to greenhouse flowers.

The real god of war is honed from one battle after another of life and death, and at this time, Zhang Lang, the general who has a large part of his own life, will gain a huge harvest if he is defeated, even if he retreats.

In the face of Zhang Lang, a strong general, Yu Sheng not only had no fear, but was even more excited, seeing Zhang Lang grab his hand in the air, he was not in a hurry, and used his four-color spiritual power to form a four-color iron fist, and a punch attacked, the two sides intersected instantly, and the sound of bombing resounded all around.

The first time he faced Zhang Lang, he only felt that his attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the other party was like a mountain in front of him, not moving at all.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Yu Sheng's eyes were full of battle intent, and he muttered: "The war generals and war cultivators are really one in the sky and one in the ground." ”

For the rest of his life, he had a strong premonition that if he could survive this battle, his cultivation and battle consciousness would be doubled.

That Zhang Lang, as a strong general, came over like this, and naturally saw that he wanted to use the opportunity to fight with himself for the rest of his life to seek a breakthrough, and sneered: "You want to use me as a stepping stone?

"How about the rest of your life?" Wei Xiaowei on the side didn't know what to do except watch the battle, and he couldn't beat him for the rest of his life.

"It's fine. ”

Yu Sheng waved his hand, then looked at Zhang Lang.

On the other side, Wang Qi, who was beaten and covered in gauze, couldn't move, so he could only look at Yu Sheng fiercely, looking forward to how Zhang Lang would teach Yu Sheng a lesson next.

"Come on, Zhang Lang, the king-level exercises are on me, if you have the courage, come and take it. Yu Sheng saw that Zhang Lang did not take the initiative to attack, and shouted.

Zhang Lang was stunned for a moment, and wanted to laugh, but at this point, this kid dared to shout: "Instead of letting you destroy the heavens, it's better to help me go to the next level!"

After that, Zhang Lang didn't just attack from afar, but approached Yu Sheng under the transformation and shadowing, his steel-like body flashed with the crystal light of a person, and his physical realm was even higher than Yu Sheng.

Under a few sensations, Zhang Lang instantly approached Yu Sheng, a strong wind burst out from his fist, Zhang Lang's fist was like a fierce dragon out of a hole, and attacked Yu Sheng's face: "Weilong Fist!"

"Dragon-to-dragon!"

Seeing that the other party used a Weilong fist, the rest of his life also burst out of the energy in the sea of Long Yuan, and the mad dragon finger instantly condensed, and then suddenly pointed out, with a dazzling red glow and Zhang Lang's Weilong fist touched together.

Knock knock...

The floor under the feet of the two couldn't withstand the fierce force, and began to burst inch by inch, splashing everywhere, forcing the people around them to retreat ten meters away.

"Release the vitality out!" At the moment of stalemate, Zhang Lang suddenly burst out with a large amount of pure vitality, and this vitality suddenly bombarded Yu Sheng's body, blasting Yu Sheng more than ten meters away and falling to the ground heavily.

Generally speaking, the strong man of the battle cultivation can also release his vitality to form an attack, but from the perspective of quality and power, it is obviously only "perfunctory", compared with the release of the vitality of the strong general, it is like a child and an adult, vulnerable, it is precisely because of this that when Zhang Lang's vitality is released, it is difficult to resist for the rest of his life.

After falling to the ground, Yu Sheng instinctively felt a spicy throat, and when he was about to spit it out, Yu Sheng was very heartbroken, and swallowed it back.

Immediately stood up and faced Zhang Lang, and couldn't weaken his momentum.

"Good boy, this can still stand up. Seeing that he could fight again for the rest of his life, Zhang Lang was a little surprised.

After these two confrontations, Zhang Lang's vitality consumption is nearly half, especially the release of vitality, the consumption of vitality is even more amazing, it stands to reason that the general war cultivation has long been lying down, but the rest of his life seems to be unbeatable, constantly injured and constantly standing up, which makes Zhang Lang's vigilance gradually rise.

"Big brother, take advantage of his injury now and kill him, as long as you kill him, you can grab his king-level exercises, plus your own king-level combat skills, our wolf alliance will advance to the top five in the inner courtyard. Wang Qi was happy to see the rest of his life injured, but he hoped that Zhang Lang could end the rest of his life directly.

"Yes, Zhang Lang, the alliance leader, take advantage of his illness to kill him. Chen Xin also advocated Zhang Lang on the side.

Yi Yun didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Lang lightly, not knowing what to think.

"Shut up!" Facing Wang Qi and Chen Xin, Zhang Lang scolded mercilessly.

At this moment, Zhang Lang's vitality was consumed by nearly half, and he didn't even take down a battle cultivator? If he continued like this, it would be no good for Zhang Lang, being able to fight against the general with a battle cultivation was already a heavenly skill, and Zhang Lang felt the threat of the sashimi in his dark.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Lang's face was gloomy, and after a while, his eyes were firm, and he said, "I don't have time to play with you, so I will solve you with one move!"

Zhang Lang decided to fight quickly, it would not be good for him to consume it, God knows how much vitality and means the kid on the other side still has?

The next move is Zhang Lang's only king-level combat skill, although it is not as good as the seal of nothingness of his Ji Juechen family, but it is a king-level combat skill, and the power is extraordinary, but this combat skill consumes a huge amount, if it is successfully released, I am afraid that all of Zhang Lang's vitality will be drained at once, and then it will really be unsuccessful and become benevolent.

"It's a good time!" Yu Sheng knew that the battle between the two sides had reached the last moment, and he was also ready to sacrifice his strongest blow, the mortal-level high-level spiritual power combat skill obtained from the greenskins, ten thousand swords piercing the heart!

Buzz...

The four-color spiritual power slanted like a nine-day waterfall, enveloping the rest of his life, and then began to separate, turning into a four-color long sword that condensed into the sky, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Zhang Lang, with a mighty sound.

Similarly, Zhang Lang shouted loudly: "King-level low-level combat skills, Shura Fist!!"

Zhang Lang was not a strong spirit, so his vitality surged, and a fist the size of a house was condensed from above his head, and the surface of this fist was painted with strange and incomprehensible pictures and texts, as if sealed. In addition to this, there is also a strong aura of the underworld, which seems to corrupt all things.

Psh...

When Zhang Lang's Shura fist was condensed, more and more four-colored long swords appeared around Yu Sheng, and he released almost all his spiritual power, although this time he couldn't condense ten thousand flying swords, but one hundred swords were still not a problem.