It was time for the decisive battle, and at this time, Shen Lang was very excited at this last moment, reversing the calm before the war.

Jingjing didn't have much worry on her face, watching her beloved step onto the battlefield, all she could do was silently wait for his return.

Shen Lang glanced back at these people who were paying attention to him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and said with strong confidence: "You don't have to worry about me, today's battle is the time for me to break through, no matter how strong Moro is, as long as he is only a monk in the foundation building period, then he will become my stepping stone, watch me climb to the top." ”

The people of Nandu Dao took these ancestors of the Netherworld Sect and looked at Shen Lang with solemn expressions one by one, hoping that this junior they were optimistic about could succeed in the battle, not only for themselves, but also for the pride of the Netherworld Sect.

At this time, the Hundred Losses Daoist also changed his gloom from the past, and looked at Shen Lang with a red face: "Shen Boy, I hope you can win a big victory in today's battle and become the pride of my Netherworld Sect's junior disciples." ”

Shen Lang smiled and nodded, and didn't say much, he represented not only himself in this battle, but also the face of the Netherworld Sect, if he could defeat the opponent in this battle, then he would have the qualifications to compete with Yan Zhongtian.

And everyone else also looked at Shen Lang with concern, especially those Aurora Island and Guizang Building who had spent a lot of resources on him, Liuli and Luo Wuru were also cheering for Shen Lang at this time.

Surrounded by a crowd of people, Shen Lang set off to the platform of life and death, although it was late at night on the way, but it was unprecedented and lively in the capital of Youquan.

Many monks are optimistic about Shen Lang, a rising star, and they have cheered for him, hoping that he can perform a miracle again.

Of course, there are also rational monks, who have heard the news about Moro and know that this genius of the Demon God Palace is more powerful than those opponents before Shen Lang.

Therefore, they did not blindly choose Shen Lang, but put their hope on Mo Luo, after all, that person was the most powerful divine power in the Demon God Palace, and the twelve heavenly demon gods had successfully cultivated.

It's a pity that these people don't know what kind of hole cards Shen Lang has, but then again, even Shen Lang himself doesn't know what kind of hole cards his opponent has, after all, he is not the only one who is lucky in this world.

But at this time, he won't think about these things anymore, what he wants is to be able to pass the battle of guò to confirm his avenue, and use the strength of Moro to force himself to create a few other tricks of his own swordsmanship.

The real strength of that set of swordsmanship is that it can fully embody the avenue he has cultivated and form a perfect system, which he also had a detailed deduction when he was in retreat, although he was not able to fully deduce the remaining swordsmanship, but he already has an eyebrow, and then it depends on the situation in the battle.

Shen Lang and his party soon came to the platform of life and death, this time there were more people gathered to watch the battle, and many forces were very concerned about this battle, and they divided their regions according to their sects.

One of the best locations is where Huangquan Dao is located, this time Huangquan Dao is also headed by an ancestor, after he saw the people of the Netherworld Sect coming, he said hello to the people of Nandu Dao, especially after seeing Shen Lang, this ancestor also deliberately looked at him more.

Kong Sang led many Huangquan Dao disciples who came, and when he saw Shen Lang, he also greeted him, and Shen Lang also gestured to him.

There were also many disciples who had seen Shen Lang's power before, and they all told the other fellow disciples who came to tell them, and those disciples were all half-convinced, and looked at the disciple in front of them who seemed to be about the same age as them.

After Shen Lang and these people from the Netherworld Sect arrived, the people from the Demon God Palace all followed, and the first of them was a burly man with a resolute face, long hair hanging down, and there seemed to be infinite mystery in his eyes, which made people unable to extricate themselves.

This person is the chief disciple of the Demon God Palace, Mo Luo, who is the first supreme genius to cultivate into the Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods in the past 10,000 years, and bears great hopes from the Demon God Palace.

Moro also spotted Shen Lang in the crowd at a glance, and once again he had not specifically understood Shen Lang's information before, this was not because he was arrogant, but in the eyes of everyone, this was exactly the bearing and qualifications of a supreme genius.

I saw Mo Luo come out of the crowd, as if crossing the void, his body was strangely shuttling, and he came to the platform of life and death without fireworks, and looked at Shen Lang calmly with his eyes.

Although the two did not speak, Shen Lang already knew what the other party meant, and his face did not fluctuate at all, and he also came to the platform of life and death with a unique body.

Ordinary monks may not feel anything, but in the eyes of those ancestors, the body of these two juniors already contains traces of their own avenue, and the actions are even more unpredictable, even if they want to, it is difficult to imitate, and the movements of the two do not have the slightest fireworks, which is even more rare.

Many elders and seniors in the sect have explained the true meaning of the two figures to those juniors who have not seen the mystery, which made the monks present shocked, but they did not expect that the two had not yet fought each other, but they had already begun to compete.

In the eyes of these peerless powerhouses of Nandu Dao, although the two are only competing in physical shape, it seems that Shen Lang has taken some advantage in this point, and some hope has risen in their hearts.

Moro also saw that he was slightly inferior in the competition just now, but he didn't care, the battle between the two was not something that could be won by being in good shape.

After the two of them stood up, they looked at each other with their hands, and Moro spoke first, his voice as loud as a bell: "This is my first battle after cultivating supernatural powers, and this time my goal is to be at the top of the tiger list, but I still hope to fight for strength and not lose too quickly." ”

Shen Lang looked at the other party coldly when he heard this, and he didn't feel angry because of the words in his words, at this time, Shen Lang was completely in a state of calm and calm, and in his eyes, he only had to defeat the opponent and hone his avenue more perfectly.

Seeing that Shen Lang didn't answer, Moro snorted coldly and shot directly, not because his cultivation was higher than the other party, but instead shot with all his strength, wanting to kill Shen Lang in one move.

Everyone only saw a giant hand covering the sky, mixed with the momentum of wind and thunder, slapping towards Shen Lang, it seemed to be a bland palm, but it faintly locked Shen Lang's figure, making him unavoidable.

However, Shen Lang is not a person who has a false reputation, seeing that the other party spared no effort to make a move, he snorted lightly, and the Immortal Sword in his hand also reacted.

Facing the opponent's incomparably powerful giant hand, Shen Lang was not depressed, and the phantom of the Five Emperors and Five Emperors formed a sword aura that destroyed the world and stabbed towards the palm of his hand.

Both of these are fierce and incomparable, and as soon as they came into contact, they produced today's loud noise, and many monks in the audience who were low-level cultivators were shocked by this loud sound and their eardrums were ruptured.

And Mo Luo's palm did not achieve the result he wanted, but in his hand, Shen Lang's move Five Emperors and Five Emperors Sword cut through a trace of the skin.

Moro was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect the opponent to have some skills, and said sarcastically: "I didn't expect you to be able to block my move in the clutches of the giant spirit, it seems that there are still two hits, and then I have to be serious." ”

Before he could make a move, Shen Lang's long sword attacked first, which was unique in his several battles, and it could be seen that the opponent in front of him was indeed extraordinary.

The four beast roars on the sword of killing immortals are the four elephant demon sword of the town, this sword is dedicated to suppressing demons and evils, and it also has a certain degree of suppression for monks like Moro who cultivate authentic demon attacks.

When he saw Shen Lang's sword, Mo Luo did receive a certain amount of suppression, but he still pretended to be relaxed and commented: "Your sword has some meaning of Zhenshi Heavenly Palace when it arrives, but the power is still far from the supernatural power of others." ”

Shen Lang ignored the provocation in the other party's mouth, and just as Moro dissolved the sword, Shen Lang stepped forward, his body was strange and agile, and his body exuded an amazing murderous aura.

The seven stars on the sword converged, this sword was the unparalleled seven-star flying immortal sword, in the eyes of everyone, Shen Lang's long hair was scattered, like a flying immortal descending from the sky, waving the sword gracefully and calmly.

But if you want to underestimate this sword, you must pay a certain price, and Moro on the stage is the best example, he doesn't know that this sword that Shen Lang and Yue Shan comprehended in the battle.

Seeing Shen Lang rushing up murderously, he thought that the other party was just in a weird shape, but he didn't expect that as soon as he fought, he suffered a big loss, and the majestic murderous aura rushed towards Mo Luo's body unceremoniously.

This surprised the genius of this Demon God Palace, if he was invaded by these murderous qi, even if it was his cultivation, he would have to suppress it before he could expel it, and now he was fighting with Shen Lang, how could the other party give him this opportunity.

Moro roared, and a strange aura came out of the void, and after coming into contact with Moro, this aura seemed to be ignited, and began to completely suppress Shen Lang's murderous aura.

There was a sense of chaos and rage in this aura, and Shen Lang instantly thought of the ancient demon god, who was none other than the Demon God Palace's Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods.

I saw that after being surrounded by this aura, Moro's clothes were torn, revealing the muscles of his upper body, and his arms were covered with colorful patterns.

If you look closely, you can see that it depicts the image of the legendary demon god, and here is the mark brought by the possession of the summoned demon god.

And now, under the persecution of Shen Lang's killing intent, Moro actually summoned this good hole card in advance, and saw that the patterns on his arms continued to absorb this strange aura.

After absorbing the qi of these demon gods, Moro's arms began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two arms, which originally looked very strong, seemed to have the power of the sky at this moment, containing infinite power.

Just when Moro began to use this magical power, a smile appeared in Shen Lang's eyes, he was not frightened by the opponent's methods, but became even more excited.

He was not stupid enough to stand aside and wait for the other party to make a move, and the Killing Immortal Sword in his hand swung out again, this time he used an unprecedented sword technique.

At this time, when the moon was full, the bright moon and stars in the sky were bright, and Shen Lang's sword directly connected to the moonlight and starlight in the sky, and there was a scorching breath, which was the power of the scorching sun.

This sword also turns the three lights of the sun, moon and stars into his own use, which is quite similar to the magical power of the Linglong Island Lord of Aurora Island, and Shen Lang's sword is even sharper.

Under the blessing of the three lights, the already sharp sword qi became even more unpredictable, and everyone was attracted by this sword.

If Shen Lang's Five Emperors and Five Emperors Sword has a brilliant heavenly might, as majestic as the King of Heaven, then this sword is a sword that tears through the void and is extremely sharp.

The three lights of the sun, moon and stars, the powerful forces of these three natures, were integrated into Shen Lang's sword, which was also the swordsmanship he simulated when he deduced.

Moro felt the dangerous aura brought by this sword, and he didn't dare to be careless, and with a roar, the demon god phantom in his hand appeared behind him.

The furious demon god threw a shocking punch, which contained the power of the storm, and it was the power of the Xuan Netherworld Demon God among the demon gods.

The power of the storm in this punch is the power of the real Great Dao, the so-called demon god is innate and incarnated, and once born, it has supreme power, and it is the embodiment of the law of the Great Dao, although this punch of Moro is far from the real demon god, but it also has the power to tear the void.

The extremely sharp sword, after fusing the power of the three lights, has a powerful corrosive power, facing the punch possessed by the Xuan Ming Demon God, Shen Lang did not flinch to meet it.

Everyone in the audience saw that the void of the life and death platform was bombarded by this punch, this kind of power could not be possessed by a monk of this level, even if the Jindan period monks present could only be killed when they faced this move.

And Shen Lang's sword, beyond everyone's expectations, the original powerful sword, at the last moment, was silent, drawing a crack in the void.

Don't underestimate this crack is only the size of a hair, but in the eyes of these ancestors, they are even more shocked, they didn't expect this sword qi to be so sharp.

In this fight between the two, Shen Lang was hit by the aftermath of Mo Luo's fist, and was immediately knocked away like a kite with a broken string, and the hearts of the people of the Netherworld Sect were all tight.

Jingjing covered her mouth even more in fear, not knowing what kind of injury Shen Lang had received, and Master Yu on the side also hurriedly comforted her senior sister.

And Moro, who received Shen Lang's sword, was also uncomfortable, and was slashed on the arm by this sword, and a blood arrow gushed out like this, even if it was possessed by the demon god, it could not withstand such an injury, and the sword qi was like a tarsal bone, and it was entrenched in the wound.