"Whew!"

Shen Lang rushed forward quickly, caught up with Dugu Zhan Ge who flew out upside down, and with a stretch of his left hand, he grabbed the latter's collar and lifted him up.

"I said that whoever wants to kill me will pay the price. When you found me, did you ever think that this would happen?"

As he spoke, Shen Lang's right hand slowly raised, and the terrifying power once again converged on his right fist.

Everyone can imagine that with this punch, Dugu Zhange's armor, which has cracked into tiny cracks, may completely disintegrate!

No one knows the grade of the armor on Dugu Zhange's body.

But the armor that can match the death sickle can't be any worse.

Such a powerful defensive armor was actually smashed by Shen Lang with a few punches, such a thing is unbelievable!

Of course, the most important thing is not in this, but in ......

If this punch continues, can Dugu Zhan Song survive!

Nangong Yan and Shangguan Fei in the air also glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and prepared to drop their bodies to prevent Shen Lang from swinging his fist again.

Now that the victory and defeat have been divided, this big battle should also be over.

The children of this kind of secret family were beaten like pigs' heads, and this has reached the limit.

If Shen Lang gives one or two more punches and really kills Dugu Zhange, then it will be a big trouble.

As soon as Nangong Yan's body moved, they suddenly stopped again, and a look of horror appeared in their eyes......

At this moment, a monstrous ferocious power suddenly enveloped the entire Cangxia Mountain!

The demonic aura is surging, and the ferocity is pervasive!

People are prostrate and tremble under this terrifying demonic power!

It's as if some peerless demon appeared on this Cangxia Mountain!

The death scythe that was kicked out by Shen Lang buzzed, releasing a vast and incomparable force, and instantly swept Nangong Yan and Shangguan Fei away!

"Ignorant juniors, daring to touch the people chosen by this seat is simply killing themselves!"

There was a screeching sound from within the death scythe that sounded like metal grinding.

And this voice also carries an indescribable terrible coercion, which can be heard in people's ears, making everyone feel a headache and pain!

Like the breath of the devil in the world, at this moment, swept the scene!

The terrifying coercion enveloped the entire Cangxia Mountain, and even Wang Wujing's powerhouse felt that it was difficult to breathe!

"Heavenly Demon! It's the Heavenly Demon inside the Death Scythe!"

Someone exclaimed!

Legend has it that the Dugu family sealed a Heavenly Demon head, and the Death Scythe in Dugu Zhan's Singer was refined from a small piece of the Heavenly Demon's skull.

Who else can have such a terrifying coercion in this kind of place, except for the legendary Heavenly Demon?

Perhaps the Heavenly Demon that appeared in Cangxia Mountain was not the Heavenly Demon itself, but just a small wisp of divine thought.

But it's enough to make people incoherent and frightened!

"Heavenly Demon, Hugh is rampant!"

A green shadow flashed in the air, and Xue Shiyin appeared out of thin air, and her slender palm instantly released boundless energy, grabbing towards the death scythe.

However, Xue Shiyin is fast enough, and the death scythe is even faster!

Xue Shiyin's lightning speed was like that, and it looked like she was about to grab the death sickle, but she just grabbed it!

The death scythe did not produce any energy fluctuations, and in an instant, it disappeared without a trace, as if it had escaped into the void1

"Not good!"

Xue Shiyin was taken aback, and without thinking about it, a petal on her chest spun around her body and flew down towards Shen Lang like a robe, wanting to protect Shen Lang in it!

It's a pity that it's just such a stunned effort, but it's too late......

The disappeared death scythe seemed to have passed through the barrier of space, and appeared in front of Shen Lang in advance before Xue Shiyin's petals!

"Whew!"

The blade on the sickle was like a wheel, carrying a breath of silence, with a ghostly light that cut through everything, and it cut down on Shen Lang's neck with one sword!

This knife doesn't even have the power of Dugu Zhan Ge when he wields the death sickle.

It's simple, it's uneventful.

But the extinguishing light surging on it gave people the illusion that it was about to devour heaven and earth and destroy it, as if it was going to swallow and bury Shen Lang's life with a single sword!

The worst thing is that even the speed of a strong person like Xue Shiyin is a little slower than him!

And Shen Lang only had time to turn around at this time, and it was impossible to dodge again!

Xue Shiyin in the air was frightened, and shouted a little hysterically: "Xiao Lang, hide!"

Even the Xue Shiyin of the Quasi-Emperor Martial Mirror didn't have time to stop it, and everyone on the top of the mountain was stunned......

"Shen Lang!"

"Fewer waves!"

In the crowd, some familiar voices appeared.

Nalan purple smoke, snow jingling, water light dance, Shen Lang's sister Shen Moran......

There are also Shen Lang's two sworn friends in Tianfeng City, Lin Feng and Su He......

All of them didn't expect this kind of accident!

I want to save it, but it's too late......

The people above even saw it strangely at this moment, the blade of the death sickle had reached Shen Lang's neck, and a few inches further, a peerless genius who was born out of thin air was about to fall here!

Many people didn't dare to look at this scene, and subconsciously closed their eyes at this moment.

Shen Moran, who was in the crowd of Xuandao Sect, had a dark eye, and fell backwards......

"Whew!"

The blade carrying the extinguishing light easily cut through Shen Lang's neck, as if it had entered nothing!

At this moment, everyone held their breath.

Even the three princes froze their eyes......

And a ray of black light emitted from the blade of the death sickle, after passing through Shen Lang's neck, instantly cut down a huge mountain cliff in front of him!

The rumbling sound was incessant, and the entire cliff toppled down.

Xue Shiyin's face in the air turned pale, and her body shook suddenly, crumbling!

That's when ......

Suddenly a voice came from inside the death scythe: "Huh?"

Xue Shiyin, who was originally stunned and crumbling, was slightly stunned, and immediately discovered the abnormality!

I saw that after the death sickle cut through Shen Lang's neck, Shen Lang was still standing in place!

Immediately, Shen Lang's entire body slowly dispersed, as if it had disappeared with the wind.

"It's an afterimage, it's an afterimage!"

Xue Shiyin hid her face and cried.

At this time, the figures in the air flashed, and all the Emperor Martial Realm powerhouses on Cangxia Mountain appeared above the valley and stood behind Xue Shiyin!

But before they could make a move, above the death sickle below, Shen Lang's figure appeared inexplicably again!

"Heavenly Demon Sword, Destroy the Heavens and Jedi, God Death and Demon Destruction!"

With this soft shout, Shen Lang's figure seemed to be divided into four, surrounding the death sickle, and the strongest sword in the Tianqing Sect's "Magic Sword Technique" was unleashed in an instant!

"Dangdangdang......"

Obviously, it seemed that Shen Lang had just slashed, but there was a continuous sound of gold and iron resonating.

The sound of thunder and explosion sounded in the valley, and when the energy spread, the death sickle was directly blasted into the ground by Shen Lang, directly smashing out a huge deep pit!

"Hey, the Heavenly Demon deserves to be the Heavenly Demon, and it really has some means, flash!"

The power of the "Magic Sword Technique" is directly proportional to the cultivation of the person who performs it.

Shen Lang's cultivation has now made great progress, and the power of the Chaos God Body has also skyrocketed a lot, but the "Demon Sword Technique" he has cast on the basis of this cultivation is obviously not enough to deal with such escaped Heavenly Demon Soul Thoughts.

Seeing that such a knife went down, the power of the Heavenly Demon in the Death Scythe was only slightly weakened, Shen Lang's eyes froze, his body moved, and he entered the Fengtian Ding again.

And the moment his body disappeared, the death scythe was indeed cut through his afterimage again!

"Damn boy, how dare you tease this seat! You want to die, you all want to die!"

The Heavenly Demon was furious.

With his strong soul thoughts, he was escaped by Shen Lang again and again, and he didn't even touch the corner of Shen Lang's clothes......

This is simply the greatest insult to him!

What's even worse, his soul thoughts covered a radius of five hundred miles, but he still couldn't find Shen Lang's hiding place!

Just a Terran kid with Wang Wujing......

It's simply impossible!

It is also an unforgivable thing!

Taking advantage of this time, Xue Shiyin finally reacted!

"The Heavenly Demons are not something you can deal with, all of them retreat!

With a light scolding, Xue Shiyin bit the tip of her tongue suddenly, and a mouthful of blood slammed on her right arm, and the arm that was originally as white as jade suddenly burst out with a burst of strong light, as if it had turned into a divine sword, making people dare not look directly.

"Snowflake Holy Sword, slash!"

The sword light that had been condensed to the extreme flashed away, and it instantly slashed at the death scythe!

The unimaginable ripples of energy spread out wildly in all directions.

The enchantment arranged by Nangong Yan and the others collapsed in an instant, and the mountains around the valley were rumbling with the impact of this powerful energy, and the earth shook the mountains!

However, at this time, several Emperor Martial Realm powerhouses made a move, and finally protected the people on the top of the mountain, so that these people were not affected by this powerful energy ripple.

"It's just a wisp of soul thought, how can it be so powerful?"

Xue Shiyin saw that she had even taken out the Xue family's holy sword, but she couldn't help the death scythe, and her face suddenly became ugly again.

The power of the Xue Family's holy sword, no one knows better than her.

Even if Lan Mengling resists this sword, I'm afraid it will be a serious injury and dying!

Xue Shiyin risked the great loss of cultivation and the consumption of essence and blood to urge this holy sword, but it only injured the soul of this heavenly demon, and did not pose much threat to it at all!

How should such a powerful Heavenly Demon be dealt with?

Xue Shiyin's heartbeat accelerated, and Shen Lang's figure appeared in her mind again.

At this moment, she really wanted to ask Shen Lang what to do.

It's just that the guy didn't know where to hide, but he threw such a hot potato to her, Xue Shiyin was angry and funny when she thought about it.

At this moment, there was a natural change!

The sky, which had begun to darken, was suddenly as bright as day!

An incomparably powerful pillar of golden light fell from the sky!

With a bang, it hit the death scythe that rushed towards Xue Shiyin with incomparable accuracy!

"Ahh

The death scythe, which even Xue Shiyin's holy sword could withstand, let out a wail, broke into two with a click, and fell!

A terrified voice sounded from the blade of the scythe: "What a familiar divine power, who are you! Who are you!"

No one replied to the Heavenly Devil's words.

What returned to the Heavenly Demon was another pillar of light, which began to slowly form in the air!

"Rao...... Spare your life!"

The death scythe was so frightened that he didn't dare to resist at all, and immediately turned into a black mist with all his strength, and then instantly wrapped the stunned Dugu Battle Song on the ground in it, and with a snort, he had already escaped from Cangxia Mountain, and he didn't dare to turn back!

The black fog dissipated, and it was a mess.

But finally there was a return to calm.