Godly Dragon Guard

After one blow, the Thunder Dragon was defeated and the black light dissipated.

Most of the sword light of the Shenfeng Sword Formation was defeated, but it managed to hold on without collapse.

The strength of the black-robed old man was somewhat beyond Shen Lang's imagination, and his strength at the peak of his divine transformation was indeed extraordinary.

Fortunately, Lei Ze's light-splitting sword contained a huge amount of Yuyang Golden Thunder, which had a strong restraint effect on the black-robed old man's Shura Sword. Otherwise, Shen Lang might not have been able to take the blow so easily.

"No...impossible!"

The old man in black robe turned pale with horror and found it difficult to accept this fact.

How could a mere cultivator in the middle stage of divine transformation take a full blow from himself and still be unharmed?

The combat power of ordinary monks at the peak of god transformation is at least two or three times that of monks at the late stage of god transformation! In addition, his Shura Sword is a middle-grade prehistoric spiritual treasure. Although Shen Lang's set of flying swords are powerful, they are not up to the level of prehistoric spiritual treasures.

This kid is actually able to reverse his huge disadvantages in cultivation and magic weapons, and reach the point where he can compete with himself?

I couldn’t believe it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.

"this……"

Sun Tzu Hao also stood stunned on the spot, seriously doubting whether Shen Lang was still in the middle stage of becoming a god.

During the fierce fight between Shen Lang and the old man in black robes, Lan Xian'er also took action. She knocked out the eleven restrained cultivators in the transformation stage.

I saw the eleven people falling straight from the sky to the ground. The monks in the transformation stage were quite powerful physically. Falling from the sky like this would not kill them, but some guys who were not physically strong still vomited blood after falling. .

Lan Xian'er followed Shen Lang's instructions and did not take the lives of these eleven god-transformation monks, but these guys were all unconscious and could not hinder them.

After taking care of the eleven god-transformation stage monks, Lan Xian'er came to Shen Lang's side, with a hint of teasing on her pretty face.

The old man in black robe had an earthy face and felt that something was not good.

Shen Lang glanced at the old man in black robe and said contemptuously: "Old man, didn't you just say you wanted to kill us? Why, why don't you speak now?"

The old man in black robes was sweating on his forehead. He had never dreamed that the other party was so powerful. He could only grit his teeth and said: "My fellow Taoist has amazing magical powers, and I am willing to be defeated. This matter is purely a misunderstanding. We can completely reduce the big issue to the trivial matter." none……"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zihao on the side became unhappy and shouted: "Uncle Hei, you are a monk at the peak of god transformation, what are you afraid of him doing? Don't tell me that you can't beat him!"

The black-robed old man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He thought, "Don't you know if I can beat you?"

If it were Shen Lang alone, the black-robed old man would still be able to fight, but he still had to face Lan Xian'er, who had strange magical powers, and he was completely unsure.

"Young Master, please stop irritating these two guys with your words now. Their strength is extraordinary. Even if I can rush up and fight them, there is no way to guarantee your safety, Young Master."

The old man in black robe hurriedly sent a message to Sun Zihao.

"Uncle Hei, how can you let someone else's ambition destroy your own prestige? Am I, Sun Tzu Hao, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? Today, the city lord of Japan must see what this kid is capable of!"

Sun Tzu Hao shouted arrogantly. He didn't believe in this evil, so he immediately used his most powerful magic weapon, a blue crystal long sword with blue cold flames on the hilt. The smell is terrifying and the frost is biting. "Young Master, don't!"

The expression of the old man in black robe changed, and he was about to step forward to stop him.

"Five-color phantom light!"

Shen Lang saw the right opportunity, opened his mouth and spit out a five-color phantom light, hitting the black-robed old man among the lightning and flint.

"ah!!!"

The old man in black robe held his head and let out a shrill scream, his brain was extremely painful.

Shen Lang's five-color phantom light is not that effective against monks at the peak of the gods, but it can also render the opponent incapacitated in a short period of time.

"Ice Dragon Sword, kill!"

At the same time, Sun Tzu Hao frantically poured a large amount of spiritual power into the blue crystal sword in his hand, and struck Shen Lang with one sword.

For a moment, the sky was full of wind and snow, and countless ice dragons emerged from the blue crystal sword in his hand, with blue cold flames on their bodies, and the air condensed into ice wherever they passed.

The magic weapon in Sun Tzu Hao's hand is also a middle-grade ancient spiritual treasure, otherwise it would not be able to exert such great power.

But this level of attack was really not worth mentioning in Shen Lang's eyes.

Shen Lang smiled sarcastically and continued to activate the Shenfeng Sword Formation, and the wave-like sword light swept toward the ice dragon.

"boom!"

A violent explosion followed, and all the ice dragons were swallowed up by the golden sword light, easily neutralizing Sun Tzu Hao's attack.

The large sword light trapped Sun Tzu Hao tightly and strangled him crazily.

"Hei...Uncle Hei, save me!"

Sun Tzu Hao was so frightened that his scalp was numb, but the Uncle Hei he was talking about was still holding his head and screaming, as if he had been attacked by some kind of soul, and his combat effectiveness was zero.

Lan Xian'er tied up the black-robed old man's body with the Cloud Swallowing Lock.

The huge gap in strength made Sun Tzu Hao's little pride disappear. He hurriedly raised the blue crystal sword in his hand to resist the sword light coming from all directions.

"Dao... Fellow Taoist, please spare your life! You can't kill me. I am the son of the city lord of Tiannan City. If you kill me, my father, Master Feihu, will never let you go!"

Sun Zihao was so frightened that he trembled all over and roared hysterically.

"Young City Master has a tough background, and I can't afford to offend you. I won't kill you, but I can give you a big gift!"

Shen Lang smiled coldly and sent a message to Lan Xianer to control Sun Zihao.

Lan Xianer immediately used the phantom realm. Under the phantom realm, Sun Zihao screamed and lost the ability to resist.

Shen Lang withdrew the Shenfeng Sword Formation and flew directly in front of Sun Tzu Hao. Without saying a word, he slapped Sun Tzu Hao hard on the face!

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded.

"ah!"

Sun Zihao screamed like a ghost, vomited blood, and even lost a few of his teeth.

This is not a slap, it's like a huge meteor hammer hitting me!

"This is my gift to you!"

Shen Lang grinned and slapped Sun Zihao on the face again.

This is not over yet.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Shen Lang slapped him for more than thirty times in a row. Sun Zihao's face was swollen like a pig's head, and a lot of blood gushed out from his mouth, nose and ears. Sun Zihao was almost passed out from the torture, his face was filled with boundless fear, and he once wondered if his face had been slapped off by Shen Lang.

After beating Sun Zihao, Shen Lang continued to beat the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe was beaten even worse. His ribs were broken all over his body and his face was swollen like a pig's head. It was too miserable to look at.

After doing these things, Shen Lang and Lan Xian'er tied the two unlucky guys under a big tree with the Cloud Swallowing Lock.

All the cultivators in the transformation stage were eliminated. Shen Lang, Lan Xian'er and the unconscious Xiao Die continued to sit on Ziyun Peak and flew towards the distant horizon.