"Sword realm!"

Shen Lang, while maintaining the operation of the nine spirits destroying immortal array, urges the sword area to control the sword shadow light blade of the stormy wave version to attack the wild lion at will, which can hurt the body of the wild lion almost every time.

This kind of magic is powerful, but it will also expose two great shortcomings.

First, they are too big to be attacked.

The real fairyland is no more than in the ancient spiritual world. Although the fairyland can promote the monks' power to a kind of unimaginable realm, the monks themselves will also be affected by the power of space, which will reduce the speed.

Second, the ability of three flowers gathering at the top is greatly weakened after the friars use the method of heaven and earth. Once the body is damaged, the recovery speed will be much slower than under normal condition.

After a while of fighting, the wild lion's body had dozens of wounds and blood gushed.

Shen Lang's sword area is the fifth level of the earth immortal skill. Once he gets hurt, his body will hardly recover.

The wild lion in the wasteland is more and more afraid of fighting. Before that, the violent spirit gradually disappeared without trace, and his heart is crying.

No matter how you attack, you can't break this kid's defense. On the contrary, you have been hurt more and more. It's not good to fight like this.

"Taoist friend, I have no injustice or hatred with you. Why do you want to hurt me?" The wild lion of the wasteland takes the soft way while parrying the attack of the sinking waves.

Shen Lang continued to attack the wild lion in the wasteland without stopping his attack. He said indifferently while attacking: "I can make it clear to you that Shen only receives some beheading task, and the task is to kill you, so I came here specially to take your head."

The wild lion's eyes were wide open, and he shouted: "Taoist friend, no matter who issued the task, as long as you stop here, I can give you double reward!"

"That's not good!"

Shen Lang said without expression: "Shen is still very trustworthy. Since he has taken over the task, he must finish it! Besides, I killed you. Isn't it the same thing that can rob you and inherit your wealth? Why do you need it? "

"You!"

The wild wild lion could not speak.

He repressed the anger in his heart and said: "Taoist friend, you want to kill me just because it's not so easy! If we continue to fight, we will lose both. As long as Daoyou can hold your hand high and our well water won't break the river in the future, I can erase my storage ring and give you my thoughts. My whole family is in it! Keep it to your satisfaction. "

As soon as this words came out, Shen Lang was really moved. In fact, he didn't want to kill a person who had no hatred with himself for no reason, no matter what the guy did to hurt the nature and the reason.

But on second thought, I have already formed a feud with each other. If I let him go today, I will have endless troubles.

Besides, it's not easy to do business at the ancient ware gate.

After weighing the advantages and disadvantages, Shen Lang decides to kill the yellow lion king.

"Shen just thought about it, and decided to kill you. I'm sorry, but please die! "

Shen Lang said this sentence not coldly, then he urged the sword field to kill, and launched a fierce attack on the wild lion.

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"Sky Gang pure Yang Sword array!"

Shen waves again hit nine rounds of silver hot sun, and hit the body of wild lion in the wasteland with the potential of breaking into pieces.

"Ah!!!"

The wild lion of the wasteland lost his color in horror, and his mouth growled with terror.

In the burst of the sky, the wild lion was devoured by the intense silver light.

After a killing move, the head, chest, abdomen, waist and legs of the wild lion were blown out by nine rounds of silver hot sun in succession with nine ferocious and horrible blood holes. The wound was blood and flesh blurred and blood gushed!

The spirit of the wild lion in the devastated wasteland is greatly weakened, and a hoarse cry for help is made in his mouth: "all the friars in the wild lion stronghold listen to the order, come to save the king quickly!!!"

This scream of exhaustion resounded all over the world and spread all over the crazy lion stronghold.

The half immortals of the crazy lion stronghold, who guard the underground caves, all trembled when they heard the fierce cry for help from the wild lion.

"How What happened? Did the lion lose? "

"The lion king is so strong that the metropolis is defeated. This time, the enemy is estimated to be beyond imagination."

"Lie trough, lion king will be killed, let's run!"

After hearing the cry for help from the wild lion, the half immortals in the wild lion stronghold didn't go to help, but they were all panic stricken and disordered.

"The lion king is going to hang up. The enemy is going to attack. Let's run!

I don't know which one of the immortals roared. All the immortals guarding the underground cave scattered in a crowd and went straight away.

They don't have much sense of belonging to crazy lion stronghold, but they care more about their own lives.

Especially those half immortals who have been mining for half a year in a row are tired of energy and don't want to fight against the strong enemy. Running away is a relief.

The main reason is that the king of yellow lion is unpopular. Usually he only orders them to do things, and doesn't give them any benefits. Usually, the king of yellow lion eats meat. They can't even drink soup. Naturally, no demon cultivator is willing to help him.

"I, fuck, come and help me! How can you be so slow when you are lazy? "

The weak wild lion was still fighting against the waves. He cried for help for a long time, but no one came. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

When Shen Lang saw the wild lion in the wasteland calling for help, his attack became more and more fierce.

After fighting for a while, Shen Lang noticed that all the demons in the crazy lion stronghold had run away. He couldn't help laughing and sneering: "stop shouting, all your people have run away!"

"A group of white eyed wolves have raised these animals in vain!!!"

The wild lion's seven tricks make smoke, and his mouth roars madly.

"Taoist friends Don't kill me! As long as you spare my life, I am willing to share a great treasure with you! That's the best treasure of Huangfengling. I was previously a demon cultivator in Huangfengling. The reason why I came to Meishan Wulin is to find this treasure! "

In order to protect his life, the wild lion had to expose the secret of the hidden treasure and the remnant map to Shen Lang.

However, Shen Lang has no interest in it. His eyes explode with fierce light, and his attack becomes more and more fierce.

"Boom!"

All over the sky, the silver sword, shadow and light blade are like torrential rain pouring down, and they smash them towards the wild lion in the wasteland.

The body of the wild lion in the wasteland is already riddled with holes, and its breath is getting weaker and weaker, which can no longer withstand the attack of the waves.

He can't even keep the form of the heaven and the earth of the Dharma phase. He has changed back to the form of the lion's head after the transformation. There is not a complete place on his whole body, falling from the air.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless. Blame you for stepping into the wrong place and provoking the wrong person!"

Shen Lang saw that the situation was almost over. He turned over his hands and offered a Golden Jade halberd. He drank like thunder. He held the halberd and pointed it directly at the head of the yellow lion king.

In midair, a golden flash.

"Pooh!"

Like the sound of cutting watermelon, the head of the yellow lion king was cut off by the Shen wave, and the golden blood arrow shot out, three meters high.