On the other side, where Snow Jingle and Nalan Ziyan were, the old monk turned a blind eye to the huge shock wave, and still kept making the seal with a solemn face, but sweat was already dripping down his face.

The ripples of energy that made Dechu pour out blood in his mouth hit the old monk more than ten meters behind......

It was as if it had encountered a black hole that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and it was suddenly swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

In a radius of more than ten meters near the three people of Snow Jingling, there was not even a single piece of dust that spilled up.

......

With one successful blow, Shen Lang's expression became more dignified and focused.

"Yu Wenhua's aura is still there, and this kind of Cheng Dù's Netherworld Demon Tribulation was actually resisted by him by destroying the mysterious weapon, and he is not dead yet!"

Shen Lang clearly knew that the self-created "Netherworld Demon Tribulation" had not yet had time to develop further, and just before today, it was only a half-finished product, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi absorbed by his hands could not be fully fused.

When this powerful attack technique was first created, it was almost uncontrollable and caused a big mess.

Now, although he has finally perfected and successfully fused when he was in a crazy state, the power is not yet powerful, and the speed is obviously a little too slow.

Since Yu Wenhua is not dead, it is naturally impossible to give him a chance to do it again.

From here, it can be seen that although the attack power of the Netherworld Demon Tribulation is powerful and perverted, the speed has become a shortcoming.

But at this moment, Shen Lang is obviously unwilling and unwilling to think about this kind of thing.

His gaze, his divine thoughts, were all locked on the pit below.

"Can't let him come to his senses!"

Shen Lang's eyes were cold and his killing intent was pervasive, and at the moment when his momentum climbed to the strongest, he held the knife in both hands and held it high above the top!

"The body of the heavenly demon, the ghost king borrows the power! The fourth form of the Prison Suppression Sword Skill, the Demon Knife Suppression Prison, the Heavenly Demon Subdue!"

With a soft snort in his heart, the long knife in Shen Lang's hand burst out with a thousand rays of light, and slashed down angrily towards the deep pit below......

And at this moment, the huge Heavenly Demon Phantom behind him was also the same action as his author, the big knife in his hand was almost condensed into substance, and it was slashed hard, and Shen Lang's sword light converged and fused together!

Heavenly demons, heavenly demons, one!

Unparalleled sword light, peerless edge!

Shen Lang guessed correctly, although Yu Wenhua in the pit was hit hard again, he was still able to move, and his divine thoughts also locked him.

At the time of this knife cut, Yu Wenhua, who was hiding in the deep pit and was swallowing an elixir to recover a little vitality, was shocked, and could no longer care about the injury, and suddenly staggered and rushed out of the deep pit!

It's a pity that his speed at this time is already much worse than before, and the injury is so severe that if he changes his usual life, I'm afraid it will be difficult to move.

Therefore, Yu Wenhua and obviously could feel the power of Shen Lang's knife, but his body was unable to react freely as before, and as soon as he flew out, the mighty knife had already fallen on his head!

"Ahh

Shura's general Yu culture and the subconscious upward movement of the left and right were once again split into the pit by Shen Lang!

The wings behind Shen Lang suddenly moved, and the person had already fallen into the huge pit like a cannonball, and he held a knife in both hands and attacked the half-crippled Yu Wenhua!

"Ahhh......h

Shen Lang's crazy roar resounded throughout Tianfeng City, he stepped on the edge of the deep pit with his feet and walked quickly, the Tianshui Blade in his hand released a Dao Dao sword, and beckoned to Yu Wenhua and his body with a slash on his head and face.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the darkness of the night, his ghost-like figure flashed around Yu Wenhua, slashing Yu Wenhua and screaming again and again.

Yu Wenhua, who has been hit hard one after another, and under the grasp of the golden dragon phantom released by Chu Chengcheng, he is close to the point of running out of oil and drying up.

was beaten semi-crippled by Shen Lang's move "Netherworld Demon Tribulation".

In the end, he was stimulated by Shen Lang to bring out all the power of the heavenly demons, and with the sword intent, he was hit hard with a knife.

And there was only one left hand left, and at this time, it was a little unbearable to parry Shen Lang's fierce attack!

"Bell, bell, bell!"

The deafening sound of gold and iron intersecting came from the place where the two were fighting.

Circle after circle of ferocious energy and energy also surged out from the place where Shen Lang's long knife came into contact with Yu Wenhua's fist gloves.

In the open space above the huge pit, which was not very spacious, large and deep cracks continued to stretch, large and small gravel shot out of the deep pit wildly, the ground shook and the surrounding abandoned stone houses collapsed one by one.

Flying sand and rocks!

Dark all round!

"Hahaha, little beast, I said you couldn't help me! Even if Lao Tzu ran out of oil and the lamp dried up, you couldn't help me!"

Yu Wenhua and his cloak were scattered, his whole body was drenched in blood, and his old face was extremely hideous, and he laughed wildly.

At this time, he no longer has the power he had before.

The flames around his body were half-lit and half-dark, as if they could be extinguished at any moment.

The Flame Lotus, which could have bounced back Shen Lang's attack, had shrunk to one-sixth of its original size, barely the size of a palm.

"Death to the old dog!"

Shen Lang shouted and responded with the long knife in his hand.

With the terrifying sword intent, the knife qi continued to attack Yu Wenhua and the right body.

Yu Wenhua, who lost his right arm, and the biggest gap is this side.

Although each sword was still resisted by the Flame Lotus, most of the attacks still shattered the Flame Lotus and penetrated Yu Wenhua and his body.

"No, as the battle progresses, this old dog has begun to get used to the feeling of only having his left hand, and he has also begun to adapt to my crazy style of play! The medicinal power of the elixir he swallowed has begun to be used by him, and he can't find a chance to recover his spiritual power!"

"We must hold on for this time to exhaust all the spiritual power in his body!"

Shen Lang's face showed a crazy look, and he kept wandering around the blood-like Yu culture, stepping on the mysterious steps, one knife was faster than the other, and one knife was more fierce than the other!

Yu Wenhua and the flame lotus flower on his body kept coming out, and they were constantly destroyed by Shen Lang!

As long as Yu Wenhua recovers a little spiritual power, his defense will become stronger, and he can also start to urge powerful spiritual weapons.

Shen Lang saw this clearly, and his attacks became even more crazy and domineering.

"He must be killed at this time!"

The piercing sound of gold and iron did not stop for a moment, and only this sound was left in the entire Tianfeng City......

However, no matter how crazy Shen Lang's current style of play is, with the strength he is showing now, it can still only aggravate Yu Wenhuaji's injuries, but it is still not enough to make him fatal!

The powerhouse of the Nine Heavens of the Xuanwu Realm, even if his spiritual power is completely lost, standing there and slashing the ordinary Lingwu Realm, relying on the strength of his physical body alone, is also fearless.

Being able to inflict such damage on Yu Wenhua, who was at the peak of the Nine Heavens of the Xuanwu Realm, even made him scream again and again, I am afraid that there is only a freak like Shen Lang.

And after Yu Wenhua got used to this qiē and clearly knew that Shen Lang's attack couldn't really kill him, he finally began to react.

He began to constantly take out defensive spiritual weapons and talismans to resist Shen Lang's wild bombardment.

Even occasionally, he could start to counterattack, and every time his arm bombarded out, the weird and ferocious energy emitted from the fist glove was able to force Shen Lang to dodge continuously!

It's just that Yu Wenhua and the chance to really counterattack are not many.

Shen Lang's offensive was like a storm, a landslide and a tsunami.

With the fierce thunder and the incomparable sword intent, with a tragic momentum of indomitable life and death, it surrounds Yu Wenhua and continues to attack.

In the incessant roaring sound, the nearby air was twisted like a wind and clouds, and the rubble was stirred, which was terrifying.

Yu Wenhua saw that Shen Lang was fighting more and more fiercely, and the spiritual power in his body was like a great river, and he never stopped, so he couldn't help but be a little frightened, but he was still proud.

No matter how capable Shen Lang is, how abundant his spiritual power is, if he can't kill him, he can reverse the situation!

What he needs now is time!

It only takes a little time to recover a little spiritual power to kill Shen Lang!

"Little brute, you've had enough, right?

Yu Wenhua and frantically screamed, and began to condense the medicinal power of the swallowed pill, concentrating the spiritual power gathered in a short period of time on the left hand fist!

It was at this moment that a huge flame vortex poured out from Yu Wenhua and the fist gauntlet, and as the vortex continued to rotate, it quickly condensed into a fiery red energy mass like a substance, and smashed towards the long knife that Shen Lang had slashed at with one punch!

Shen Lang could feel the power of this punch, but his eyes were red, his long hair was fluttering, and he just refused to draw his knife to dodge!

"Boom!"

The strong wind was blowing, and when this fiery red energy mass came into contact with Shen Lang's long knife, it was like a bomb suddenly exploding, and a strong shock wave pushed Shen Lang directly backwards!

"Teng Teng Teng!"

Shen Lang kept retreating under that huge force, and with every step he stepped on, the stones that he stepped on under his feet immediately shattered into powder!

A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth......

Above the void, the young-looking monk sighed lightly, and poked out his right hand towards the pit below......

At this moment, a hand reached out from the side and stopped him.

Chu Qingcheng said in a condensed voice: "Since you were unwilling to interfere at the beginning, you don't have to interfere now, and Xiao Lang will not be willing to let you interfere." ”

The chaotic monk stopped talking and sighed: "Amitabha, poor monks also have hardships......

Where would Chu Tingcheng pay attention to his troubles, and cast his gaze again: "If you want to kill Yu Wenhua, now you can only rely on Xiao Lang himself, but ......"

"Hahahaha, little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu has walked more bridges than you have walked! Lao Tzu has more magic weapons and spiritual talismans than you in a city in this small Tianfeng City! If you want to fight me, you are also worthy! Now that I have recovered a little bit of spiritual power, just such a little bit of spiritual power, your death time is coming, I must break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Yu Wenhua laughed proudly and madly, flipped his wrist, and took out the blood-red circle that had collected the beast soul in the Tara Grassland!

This is the "Ten Thousand Beast Circle" of the Spirit Bronze-level force Divine Dragon Valley!

As soon as this blood-colored circle was taken out, Yu Wenhua and the only little spiritual power in his body were immediately instilled into it!

Suddenly, the cold light flickered, the blood mist splashed, and the ghost cried and howled!

The sound of ten thousand beasts roaring in unison came from that circle, as if countless fierce beasts were rushing wildly, vowing to set foot in Tianfeng City!

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