Chapter 919

Seeing that the light of the sword, which was divided into three parts, came towards him, Zhao Gang had to bite his teeth and set up his sacred weapon long sword defense.

Although Shen Lang's sword move is fast, Zhao Gang has the holy weapon in his hand after all. He only needs to move the real Qi to speed up his sword swing to a jaw dropping level.

"Ding Ding!"

Zhao Gang quickly waved the holy sword to defend Shen Lang's sword move, but he was still scratched across his abdomen by the green glass sword, making a long bloodstain. The blade tore most of his coat.

"Tut!" Shen Lang smashed zazui. If he practiced this skill more skillfully, Zhao Gang would never be able to defend.

Rao is so. Zhao Gang is still hairy in his heart. He is so scared that he immediately backs away from Shen Lang.

I'm glad that I have the holy weapon in my hand, otherwise I can't stop the sword of Shen Lang.

Why! Zhao Gang's face is ferocious. It's also the early stage of transformation. Why is this boy so powerful?

He didn't want to admit that he was worse than Shen Lang.

Zhao Gang's eyes were bloodshot. He frantically infused the blood color sword with real Qi. The sword made light chants, which made the breath amazing.

"Drink!"

Zhao Gang burst out a powerful sword Qi towards the Shen wave.

With the help of the power of the holy weapon, Zhao Gang's momentum is like a sea of mountains, which is amazing.

Seeing this, the audience held their breath one by one. Yi blows snow to also bite shell tooth, the bottom of the heart quietly cheers for Shen Lang.

"Split the stars and seize the moon!"

Shen Lang's eyes are like electricity. He holds a green glass sword and splits a sharp sword.

Two forces collided.

"Boom!"

The sound of the explosion shook everywhere. The ground seemed to be shaking. The strong storm swept all around. The audience not far from the front of the stage could not open their eyes because of the strong wind.

Even the green bricks on the ground of the challenge arena split several layers, and there were many potholes.

After the dust was gone, I saw a golden light all over Shen Lang's body, safe and sound.

Zhao Gang gasped for breath with a sword, his clothes were broken and his whole body was bloodstained. The whole person was a little miserable, and blood was pouring out of his mouth.

The audience was shocked, and there was no expression of surprise on their faces.

Zhao Gang's strike with a sacred weapon can't even defeat Shen Lang's attack?

The beautiful eyes of huaziling in the crowd flashed a trace of surprise. It was the sword technique! He did it? This man is becoming more and more abnormal. I don't know how he practices.

The high-level members of the Yi family and Zhao family in the stands were even more mute. With their accomplishments, we can naturally see the strength gap between Shen Lang and Zhao Gang.

"Good! It's only a few days. Martial nephew has mastered the essence of the thirteen deadly swords. It's just the talent of Tianzong! " Shangguanlong boasts that the whole person is very happy.

"It's really a dog's pleasure to be described by elder martial brother as the talent of the emperor." Shen Canghai also laughed. Shen Lang's performance was beyond his expectation. He underestimated his ability.

"Well, I'm just telling the truth. It's quite early that our two martial brothers learned the life taking thirteen swords, but after more than ten years of learning, they have achieved little. Shen Lang can learn this level in a few days. I'm afraid that old Ning monster of Nanlin's sword head wants to accept him as an apprentice. " Shangguanlong laughed loudly.

A group of elder elders of the Yi family are shocked. They can be praised by Shangguan long, one of the top ten experts in the Tianshan Mountain of Linhai. Shen Lang's talent is really incredible.

On the other side of the Zhao family, the elders of the Zhao family were also surprised.

Zhao Feng stares at the waves on the challenge arena, and his eyes flash with a light of brilliance.

Even he has to admit that Shen Lang is really a genius. Such a person can only make good friends, not make bad ones.

Today's incident may be a reference for the other party. Zhao Feng thinks that he must apologize to Shen Lang and Shen Canghai.

Zhao Jin's face is very ugly. He didn't expect Shen Lang to be so fierce. The sword point of that attack just now almost reached the level of the ability of martial arts cultivation in the later period of the chemical environment.

At the beginning of a transformation, there is such amazing strength, which is really amazing. Zhao Jin is a bit regretful. He shouldn't provoke such promising youngsters for a rare artifact.

On the arena.

"Cough!"

Zhao Gang coughed up some blood in his mouth, and his face was as brown as earth. I can't believe that he's holding the holy weapon. He's no match for this kid! This has seriously frustrated his self-esteem.

Shen Lang has long been determined to win. He could have easily taught Zhao Gang how to be a man by taking out one of the Dragon sparrow Dao and the Dragon tooth dart. But he wanted to prove to Shen Canghai that he had reached the entry level.

The effect of the thirteen deadly swords is beyond Shen Lang's imagination. Even if you don't use the holy weapon, you can defeat Zhao Gang with the holy weapon by the thirteen deadly swords.

"Chasing the wind and the moon!"

The fourth move of the thirteen deadly swords is Shen Lang holding the green glass sword, shaking towards the sword like a arrow, turning the body into a shadow, which is so fast that it is unimaginable.

Zhao Gang was shocked and hurriedly dodged. His right shoulder was stabbed for a while, and blood gushed from the wound.

Every sword of the thirteen deadly swords will have a flash of light. It can stab into the flesh and blood. The sword can instantly crush the arteries and veins, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

Shen Lang finally realized the powerful advantage of the thirteen deadly swords. Such a sharp sword move is beyond defence. If he can practice using swords like hands, the power of sword skill is indeed much greater than that of seven wound fist and other skills.

"Throw in the towel. Although you have the holy weapon, you are not my opponent because you are too slow to attack." Shen Lang glanced at Zhao Gang and said not coldly.

"Dream, I haven't lost!" Zhao Gang was furious. Shen Lang's words aroused his anger instantly.

Zhao Gang raised his bloody sword and went crazy to stab Shen Lang.

"Then don't blame me for being rude."

Shen Lang snorted and his eyes were fixed. The sword in his hand immediately turned into a shadow and attacked Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang clenched his teeth and had to hold up his sword for a while.

"Ding Ding!"

The light of the sword was all around, and the two long swords came together.

Shen Lang's brow is wrinkled, which is worthy of being a holy weapon. He dare not use the green glass sword to fight against the blood sword. Otherwise, the green glass sword may be broken by the holy weapon.

However, the essence of the thirteen deadly swords is to attack. To suppress the attack of the other side in the attack, the only way is not to break it quickly.

"Fleeting light!"

Shen Lang's sword speed is faster and faster. He can't catch a trace at all. Zhao Gang retreats.

From the audience's point of view, Shen Lang's long sword is like a streamer, dazzling and unable to see the real and the real.

The fleeting light is the fastest one of the thirteen deadly swords. Each attack can activate the blade of fleeting light. This move is most suitable for quickly suppressing the enemy.

But Shen Lang has only learned a little. He has not enough internal power to shed light on his sword, but he can use sword speed instead.

The speed of green glass sword is faster and faster. Zhao Gang can't even resist it. His body is full of swords. Every step back, the body will be a sword.

In less than ten seconds, Zhao Gang's whole body was filled with blood. There were a lot of tiny blood holes in his upper body. The blood stained his clothes red and spilled all over the ground.

"Ding!"

Shen Lang grabs Zhao Gang's flaw, puts a sword on his neck, and says expressionless, "you lost."