Chapter 2887

The leader of the wind demon clan glared at Shen Lang and exclaimed, "boy, you..."

"Pa!"

Before he finished saying a word, Shen Lang slapped his hand and swung it in the face of the leader of the fengdemon clan.

"Ah!"

With a scream from the leader of the wind demon clan, the whole man flew out. His face was beaten and changed. He opened his mouth and shouted blood. Two fangs were broken.

"Patriarch!"

The two elders of the wind demon clan didn't expect Shen Lang to do it directly. They rushed forward to help the leader of the wind demon clan.

"If you dare to hurt me, you will die!"

Shen Lang's eyes are already full of murderous opportunities. His whole body radiates a sense of terror and pressure. He is like a fierce beast that chooses people and eats them. It's creepy!

The patriarch of the wind demon clan wanted to yell, but he was stunned by the murderous opportunities emerging from Shen Lang for a while. He seemed to have only the later accomplishments of Mahayana, but he was too oppressive.

He growled at the two elders in panic, "what are you two fools still doing here? Kill this bastard for me!"

"Yes!"

Two elders of the wind demon family returned to their senses and immediately rushed to the waves. Their right palm turned into a mountain like black claw and came to the waves with the potential of splitting the sky and the earth.

"That's the trick, or do you want to show off?"

A trace of contempt flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he waved the white shadow sword at will. The white shadow sword suddenly turned into countless silver sword shadows, killing the black claws into blood fog.

"Ah!!!"

Two elders of the wind demon family screamed loudly. Their arms were directly abandoned. The blood at the broken arms was blurry. A lot of blood flowed and splashed like a fountain.

He is also a monk in the later stage of Mahayana. The two elders of the wind demon family have rich experience in fighting. After they broke their arms, they immediately stepped back and spewed out large black storms towards the waves.

There are dense black light blades in the storm, containing the power of terror to destroy the sky and the earth.

"Sword realm!"

With a light drink of Shen Lang, eight silver flying swords flew out of the sword box behind him. The white shadow sword, carrying eight silver flying swords, turned into the silver shadow of the sky. It was like a huge wave, pressing against the black storm.

"Boom!"

In a flash, the black storm was swallowed up by the huge silver light. The attack from two elders of the wind demon clan is almost like paper paste in front of the sword space.

"Ah!!!"

Seeing the silver light and swords rushing in, the two elders of the wind demon family were scared to death, and they screamed in horror. It seemed that they couldn't believe the scene.

"Boom!"

There was a heavy roar and explosion. Two elders of the wind demon family were killed by the sword shadow space in the despairing scream. There was no residue left!

"Here It's impossible! "

The patriarch of the wind demon clan stared at the Shen wave with frightened and appalling eyes, and set off the waves in his heart.

The two elders have been following themselves for many years. Their fighting power is so good that they are killed by each other even if they haven't survived!

How powerful was the attack power of this young man of the human race to such a terrible degree?

"Daoyou, I......"

The strong sense of fear made the leader of the wind demon clan unable to resist any more. He opened his mouth as if he were dead, trying to say something begging for mercy, so that Shen Lang could let go of himself.

Unfortunately, as soon as his voice fell, Shen Lang continued to control the sword space to devour him.

"Bramble chain!"

In a hurry, the patriarch of the wind demon clan sends out a hysterical roar, calls back the thorny chain that binds Liu Yunmeng, and tries to block the blow of the sweeping sword shadow space.

The thorn chain flies away from Liu Yunmeng and turns into a red light and flies back to the head of the demon clan.

The eyes of the leader of the wind demon clan are congested, and several mouths of blood essence are spouted out. A lot of life essence is expended to activate the chain. The chain's aura rises sharply, and it continues to extend and expand. The whole body of the leader of the wind demon clan rotates at a high speed, turning into a red barrier.

"Sky Gang pure Yang Sword array!"

Shen Lang saw that the bramble chain was a fake artifact. He simply used his strongest magic power.

In the space of sword domain, the endless silver white sword shadow condenses nine huge silver hot suns, which are full of dense silver light wires. It is the nine flying swords that are transformed, and the energy compressed to the extreme is filled with the terror power of destroying the sky and the earth!

"Boom!!!"

At the next moment, nine silvery hot suns pressed against the leader of the wind demon clan one after another, making a tremendous sound.

The leader of the wind demon clan is submerged in the strong light. The dense sword shadow and light wire bombard the red light barrier formed by the thorn chain and make a harsh roar.

"Ding Ding!"

Under the strangulation of dense silver filaments and sword shadows, the red light barrier, like a mirror hit by a heavy object, cracks rapidly, even the surface of the thorn chain is damaged by the silver filaments in the sword space, breaking a large number of cracks!

"BAM bam!"

After only three rounds of silver sun, the chain of thorns was broken into several pieces by the dense silver light and sword shadow.

"No, my thorn chain!"

The leader of the wind demon clan took a cold breath.

Bramble chain is a fake immortal weapon of the wind demon family. How could it be broken? The leader of the wind demon clan was trembling. There was a kind of illusion of being in a dream in his panic. He could not accept this reality.

What kind of supernatural power can you destroy even your artifact?

Seeing all this, Shen Lang was shocked. After he had a set of flying swords of immortal level, the strength of sword field had soared to a kind of unimaginable realm!

The main reason is that the thorn chain of the wind demon family is a poor fake immortal, and this treasure is also the lowest in the fake immortal.

"Ah!!!"

After the chain of thorns broke, the clan leader of the wind demon clan had no defense means. Seeing a round of silver hot sun coming, he uttered a scream of horror.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The silver sun will devour the leader of the wind demon clan. The horrible silver light and sword shadow will easily crush his body into powder!

After a stroke, the leader of the wind demon clan is gone, and there is no body!

White shadow sword and other nine silver flying swords fly back to the sword box behind Shen lang. Shen Lang turns around and looks at Liu Yunmeng with a dull face. He asks with concern, "are you ok?"

Liu Yunmeng's tone was hurried: "Ben Of course, I'm fine, but you really seem to have changed a person. "

For more than a thousand years, Liu Yunmeng guessed that Shen Lang must be different now and his strength has soared. But after all, I can't imagine that this man has grown to a height that he can't even look up to!

"Don't be silly, I'm still me. Little dream, you didn't say goodbye and didn't tell me. Fortunately, you left a soul card. " Shen waves shook his head and sighed.

Liu Yunmeng's heart trembled, her beautiful eyes flashed a trace of sweetness and bitterness, and her tone was soft: "it's so nice, you haven't wanted to come to find this girl these years, I've been afraid, you've abandoned me."