Looking at the triumphant four people in the field, the disciples of the Netherworld Sect were already surprisingly angry, and they all shouted to make the four of them look good.

Shen Lang's face also had a hint of solemnity, this is about the face of the sect, of course, I have to teach them a lesson, but it is not yet the time for him to appear.

I saw Huang Long, Tu Chuan, Yue Butao, and Leng Yuxuan leap into the field, each found their opponent, and began to fight against each other.

The disciples of the four sects could also feel that the people who came on the field this time were not like before, whether it was in terms of cultivation or the casting of spells, they were far from being comparable to the ordinary disciples in front of them.

The disciples of the four sects were obviously much more struggling than before, and the elders of the Netherworld Sect watched their disciples press the opposite side, and the expressions on their faces were also very good.

The elders of the four sects on the opposite side were a little unbearable on their faces, and they originally wanted to use their carefully cultivated disciples to make the Netherworld Sect lose face, but they didn't expect the disciples from the other party to suppress the situation lightly.

Faced with the unfavorable situation, a trace of ruthlessness flashed on the faces of the disciples of the four sects, and almost at the same time, they began to use the secret method of self-harm, and their strength instantly increased to the peak of the Tongmai stage.

At this time, the pressure on Tu Chuan and the others increased suddenly, but they were not simple characters, after all, the disciples who could pass through the Guò Netherworld Sect Dabi always had their own advantages.

In the face of the enemy's use of secret methods to increase their strength, Tu Chuan and several people began to defend steadily, adopting a strategy of fighting, although the disciples of the four sects used secret methods, but the sudden increase in strength made them unable to control their strength well at the first time.

For a while, neither of the two sides in the field could help the other, but the disciples of the Netherworld Sect always had an advantage, and when the enemy's secret method was over, it was naturally their harvest time.

The disciples of the four sects were still unable to win the game after using the secret method, which made these four people extremely anxious, they had been deceived by the good promises of the elders in their sect before, and they did not choose to admit defeat when the situation was unfavorable like the disciples of the Nether Sect.

However, in just a short period of time, their increased strength began to weaken, and Tu Chuan and several people took this opportunity to start killing them, and the disciples of the four sects only found out that the situation was not good, and when they were ready to admit defeat, Tu Chuan and the four people would not give the enemy this opportunity.

Since they dare to come to the door to provoke the Netherworld Sect, they will have to bear the blow of failure, this opportunity to show their faces, Tu Chuan and the four of them are all smart people, so they naturally will not miss it.

At the same time, the four people of the Netherworld Sect raised their swords and fell, cutting off the heads of the four sect disciples, and the blood sprayed out instantly, but for all the Netherworld Sect disciples present, they naturally cheered loudly, congratulating their own disciples.

The four sects such as the Xuanyang Sect are like mourning exams, and although these four elite disciples are not the best among the four sects, how can they be ranked among the top ten.

Now that they have been killed by the disciples of the Netherworld Sect like this, thinking that the future achievements of these disciples can at least condense the golden pill and become the backbone of the sect, the hearts of these elders are like knives.

His eyes were full of murderous intent and he looked at the disciples of the Netherworld Sect who were on the stage to accept everyone's congratulations, and at this time, an elder of the Corpse Demon Dao viciously ordered a disciple in the sect, and glanced at the Tu Chuan and a few people on the stage with murderous aura between his words.

The Wine Sword Ancestor naturally would not let the disciples who had made meritorious contributions receive blows in vain, and ordered Tu Chuan and the four of them to come down and show them to other disciples.

The four of them naturally obediently listened to the encouragement of the ancestor, and they themselves knew that although they could defeat the opponent just now, their own consumption was not small, and if they continued to hold on, they might have some means to deal with them on the other side.

This is the four sects also sent new disciples to the stage, among which the disciples of the Xuanyang faction are heroic and handsome, and at first glance they are a beautiful young man.

The disciples of the Imperial Ghost Sect and the White Bone Sect were all wrapped in black robes, and they couldn't see their faces clearly, but the momentum emanating from them was not a simple character.

The last one to appear was the disciple of the Corpse Demon Dao, dressed in a bright purple robe, with his long demonic hair fluttering in the wind, and his eyes coldly glanced at the Netherworld Sect disciples present, especially when he saw that Shen Lang was actually standing behind the Wine Sword Ancestor, his eyes were filled with killing excitement.

This disciple of the Corpse Demon Dao looked at Shen Lang defiantly, licked the corners of his mouth, stared at Shen Lang with a sneer, and pointed his sword finger directly in the direction of the Wine Sword Ancestor: "I don't know if this junior brother dares to step forward to teach him." ”

Such disrespectful cooking made many elders of the Netherworld Sect very dissatisfied, and they dared to point at the Wine Sword Ancestor, and many elders shouted at the same time: "Presumptuous." ”

The powerful momentum forced this disciple of the Corpse Demon Dao to retreat again and again, but he still gritted his teeth and held on, and laughed loudly at the same time: "I didn't expect that there would be such a timid person in the world-famous Netherworld Sect, since you don't dare to come, then I'll find someone else, does anyone dare to come and fight with me." ”

Such an arrogant attitude completely angered the disciples of the Netherworld Sect, and they all shouted to give him some color.

At this time, Anfu and Jiang Tao were also angry, but they didn't expect this person to be so arrogant, pointing out that they challenged Shen Lang, and they all jumped out to teach him a lesson.

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth smiled coldly, Shen Lang would not be afraid of the challenge of this disciple of the Corpse Demon Dao at all, but he dared to point at his master, which was unbearable for Shen Lang, an apprentice.

Bowing to the Wine Sword Ancestor, the Ancestor smiled faintly and nodded in agreement with Shen Lang's request, and the infinite killing intent in his eyes was nothing but rudeness to the disciples of the Corpse Demon Dao.

For this kind of small fish, shrimp, wine and sword ancestor, he can kill him with one look, but he is so tempting the bottom line of the Netherworld Sect to these four sects, and after this matter is dealt with after the major matters in the sect are dealt with, these four sects must be punished well.

Let them know why the overlords of Southern Xinjiang are the Netherworld Sect and the Huangquan Dao, and as for those first-class sects, let them understand that since they can support you to become a first-class sect, they can naturally trample on you.

The Wine Sword Ancestor snorted, and looked coldly at the elders who came this time, the old man has not made a move for too long, and it seems that you have forgotten my methods.

And those who were swept by the Wine Sword Ancestor couldn't help but shudder, and they couldn't help but start beating drums in their hearts, but soon the goal in their hearts filled them with confidence, if they could really pull the Netherworld Sect off the horse, then the top sects in the world would also have their share.

Shen Lang slowly stepped into the ring, followed by An Fu and the others, this disciple of the Corpse Demon Dao naturally had to be handed over to Shen Lang to deal with, An Fu and Jiang Yingxue found the disciples of the White Bone Sect and the Imperial Ghost Sect respectively, and the remaining disciples of the Xuanyang Sect were left to Jiang Tao.

The disciple of the Corpse Demon Dao watched Shen Lang finally take the stage, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I am Gu Yun, the most outstanding disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect this year, and I don't know the name of the senior disciple. ”

"I'm not interested in what a dead person is called, and I don't like to tell a dead person my name. Shen Lang replied coldly to Gu Yun.

Gu Yun on the opposite side showed an evil look: "Hehe, I didn't expect my junior brother to be so confident, then let's see who will be the dead man." ”

As soon as the words fell, Gu Yun on the other side directly moved his hand, and the other three places also made direct moves.

Gu Yun's fist quickly hit Shen Lang's vital point, the fist slowly grew larger in Shen Lang's sight, this punch had no earth-shattering effect, but Shen Lang felt the power of this punch.

The momentum brought by Gu Yun's fist blocked all of Shen Lang's retreat, and the only way to confront it was to fight head-on.

Shen Lang did not flinch, and directly used a Yin Fire Spell, after Shen Lang's ascension, although the Yin Fire Spell is still a first-order spell, but after fusing the Ancient Poison Flame, the power is no less than that of a third- or fourth-order spell.

Feeling the power of the oncoming Yin Fire, Gu Yun was not worried, the Yin Fire Spell naturally had this spell Corpse Demon Dao, and Gu Yun was confident that his body could resist hard.

With a loud shout, Gu Yun's fist wind crackled, and the air around him was stirred up by this powerful blow.

Gu Yun's Yin Fire Spell hit Gu Yun's fist directly, and the Yin Fire Curse was scattered with one punch, which was somewhat unexpected by Shen Lang.

It turned out that after Shen Lang saw Gu Yun punch, Shen Lang used the Yin Fire Spell to let him taste the pain of being poisoned and suffering from his soul.

However, I didn't expect the Yin Fire Curse to be directly broken, and the fist momentum on the opposite side did not weaken by half a point.

The wine sword ancestor on the stage also felt that something was wrong, and he actually broke up the yin fire spell with just one punch, and the ancestor's eyesight could naturally see that although his apprentice's yin fire spell was only the first order, the power was amazing, and soon the ancestor found out what the problem was.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yun actually refined his fist into a magic weapon, which is in line with the Dao system of the Corpse Demon Dao, and what he pursues is a powerful * power like the Corpse Demon.

Facing the opponent's aggressive momentum, Shen Lang's expression also began to be strict, and he continued to use various spells in a manual linkage.

For a while, Gu Yun could only protect himself again and again, although his fist was a magic weapon, but the other parts of his body obviously had not yet reached this kind of stage.

Soon Shen Lang also discovered the problem, for his own spells, Gu Yun could only use his fists to resist hard to avoid damage to other parts of himself, since this is the case, Shen Lang is no longer polite.

took out the ink attack sword, which was also a top-level magic weapon, and Shen Lang didn't believe that he could still resist it.

As soon as it came up, it was the Four Elephants Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and the phantom of two holy beasts appeared on the sword at the same time, the green dragon on the left was entrenched, and the white tiger was on the right, and the wind and thunder aura wrapped the two holy beasts, unceremoniously stabbing towards the lonely cloud.

Seeing that Shen Lang finally stopped using difficult spells, but concentrated on attacking with his sword, Gu Yun was naturally not afraid, and stepped forward to meet the battle, with a pair of flesh fists and two holy beasts.

But obviously he thought too simply, how could these two holy beasts formed by spiritual energy be so simple, representing the thunder of the green dragon, which already symbolized the wind of the white tiger.

The two auras of wind and thunder helped each other to increase each other's momentum and power, and under one blow, Lone Cloud was like thunder, and was scorched black by the thunder and lightning power brought by it, and his body was scarred by the strong wind.

Except for the slight wound to the fist, the rest of the body was much more severe, and the blood stained Gu Yun all red.

With a roar, he rushed up again to engage Shen Lang, the enemy in front of him was no longer a big threat to Shen Lang, and he didn't want to waste too much time.

With a backhand sword to block Gu Yun's fist, Shen Lang also snorted coldly, and all the phantoms of the Four Elephant Holy Beasts were condensed on the sword.

The Wine Sword Ancestor on the stage couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw this, he didn't let himself down, he was able to condense the four elephant phantoms in just a few days, and it was already appropriate to look at this competition.

Shen Lang's full play made Gu Yun feel the pressure, but he is not the kind of person who admits defeat lightly, geniuses naturally have their own pride, even if they take their own lives.

shouted at Shen Lang: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, so let me take a good look." ”

Although Gu Yun was bleeding all over his body at this time, it was not a serious injury, and at this time, he was full of fighting spirit, and he improved his full potential, and used the forbidden trick in the door - the fist of destruction.

This is not something that ordinary disciples can perform, this set of punches is about undying and endless, and each punch will increase its strength until one of the two falls.

Gu Yun fought for this battle, and the two sides did not back down a step, Shen Lang's sword contained four kinds of aura, although it could not form a formation, but Shen Lang could also simply make the four auras complement each other, forming a steady stream of attacks.

And Gu Yun's Fist of Destruction is also a technique used for the purpose of fighting to the death, and the two of them fought thirteen blows in a row and couldn't help each other.

However, the difference is that Shen Lang uses the qi of heaven and earth, and his own consumption is far lower than that of the other party, while the secret law of Gu Yunyun is to consume his own vitality, although it seems that the two of them are up and down, in fact, after a long time, Gu Yun will eventually lose.

Gu Yun naturally knew his own situation, looked at Shen Lang and laughed: "It is worthy of being a disciple of the Netherworld Sect, let's decide the winner with one blow." ”

Shen Lang nodded and didn't speak, the current situation couldn't be stopped, of course, he wanted to do his best to distinguish the winner and loser, and the elders of the Corpse Demon Dao below were also sweating in their hearts.

originally thought that Gu Yun would be able to win, but he didn't expect Shen Lang to be even more skilled, and Gu Yun used such a forbidden technique as the Fist of Destruction, and one of the two would definitely die.

Whether it was Shen Lang or Gu Yun, when the time came, he would inevitably carry the black cauldron, and at this time, the elders of the Corpse Demon Dao finally regretted why he came this time.

said that the two people in the field had reached the final moment of life and death, and Gu Yun took advantage of the gap between words to gather all his strength, intending to knock down Shen Lang with one blow.

Similarly, Shen Lang also absorbed more power at this time, and the four elephants on the sword were even more powerful.

Gu Yun shouted to kill, and his fist broke through the sky and attacked Shen Lang, Shen Lang also slashed in a low voice, and the four elephant holy beasts on the sword slashed towards Gu Yun with a loud roar.

The first time the two forces touched, Gu Yun's strength was obviously stronger, but the four spiritual qi in Shen Lang's sword continued to complement each other, forming a force, which was several times stronger than before.

In an instant, this force swallowed Lone Cloud, without any reaction, and Lone Cloud was directly bombarded to the slag by this powerful force.

Looking at Shen Lang who was standing straight there in the field, the elders of the Corpse Demon Dao sat down, but he didn't expect that Gu Yun couldn't defeat Shen Lang with the Forbidden Fist, but he died.