Godly Dragon Guard

"boom!!!"

There was a loud noise, and the sword shadow space and the black tornado collided together. The dim light and black light intertwined, rendering the entire sky into a dark color.

Shen Lang activated the Hunyuan Qi in his Dantian, and a white light shield suddenly condensed on the surface of his body, which withstood the impact without any damage.

A layer of black wind swirled around the Wind Ghost King's body, and he retreated a thousand meters, also blocking the impact of the explosion.

"Die!"

Feng Yaotian was furious and launched another divine attack. He opened his mouth and spat out a black beam of light, which struck at Shen Lang among the lightning and flint.

"Buzz buzz!"

Shen Lang continued to use Hunyuan Qi, and the white light surrounding his body dissolved the black beam of light, just like fire encountering heavy water. Feng Yaotian's soul attack failed to shake Shen Lang in the slightest.

All the demon cultivators in the Meiling Clan's main hall were stunned as they watched the duel between Shen Lang and Feng Yaotian in the sky.

It turned out that almost all the monks felt that Shen Lang could never be Feng Yaotian's opponent and would most likely be defeated in an instant.

But the facts make them unbelievable. A mere monk in the early stage of integration can actually have such terrifying abilities, and can resist the wind and wind in the early stage of Mahayana without falling behind?

The young masters of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan were shocked to see this.

"Damn, it's really evil. It's only been a few days, and this kid is even more powerful!"

Tianyou's face was extremely gloomy, and he cursed secretly in his heart.

"As expected."

Fu'er's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light. She had long expected that Shen Lang's strength would soar.

After all, with the addition of five wearable Hunyuan magic weapons, it would be difficult for the early Mahayana monks' attacks to break through Shen Lang's defense.

With such a powerful defense and impressive attacks, Shen Lang is almost invincible!

Leng Wushuang, who was originally very contemptuous of Shen Lang, looked slightly moved after witnessing this scene.

The sky above the main hall of the Charming Spirit Clan.

"Damn you bastard!"

Seeing that both of his own magical powers could not break through the boy's defense, Feng Yaotian became angry and raised a fist, hitting Shen Lang with an overwhelming force. The fist carried a fierce wind, causing the space to collapse. .

Shen Lang was shocked. The Nine Nether Sword Formation he was using at this stage was still unable to make the Nine Heavenly Star Swords move as he pleased. After striking out one blow, it would take a certain amount of time to accumulate momentum before launching the second strike.

Wind Ghost King Shi struck with a shocking punch. Shen Lang had no time to activate the Nine Nether Sword Formation again, so he turned his hand and used the Hunyuan Golden Sword.

"Tian Xing Slash!"

Golden straight lines shot out from in front of him, more than thirty of them.

"boom!"

All the straight lines exploded at the same time, just like more than thirty waterfalls rushing out of the torrent at the same time. Countless sword shadows collided and intertwined, smashing the space into pieces, and attacked the Wind Ghost King's right fist with the force of the river flowing backward.

"Boom!!!"

The thunderous right fist of the Wind Ghost King was blocked by the sword shadows coming from all directions in the west. After being collided by the dense sword shadows, the black storm on the body surface was washed away, and the entire right arm was dripping with blood, which was too horrible to look at.

Even so, King Feng Gui hit Shen Lang with a furious punch.

"Boom!!!"

There was a muffled sound like an explosion, and Shen Lang was blown far away. He stabilized his figure in mid-air, with blood and energy all over his body rising, and he was barely injured.

The light group formed by the condensed Hunyuan Qi on the body surface was much thinned by a punch. Shen Lang promptly activated the source of Hunyuan Qi in his Dantian to replenish the consumption of Hunyuan Qi.

Although Shen Lang possesses the original power of Hunyuan Qi, the amount of Hunyuan Qi that can be released is still limited. Once it is consumed, it must be warmed for more than a month before the Hunyuan Qi can be condensed again in the body.

"Eclipse Clash!"

Shen Lang performed the Nine Blood Spirit Transformations, transformed into the form of the Red-Eyed Bull Demon King, and directly released his ultimate move!

The fiery red bull was covered with the blazing Nine Fire God's embers, and it crashed towards the huge Wind Ghost King with the force of the earth shattering.

"Void Storm!"

Feng Yaotian was shocked and turned pale. He opened his mouth and spat out a void storm, trying to repel the impact of the Red-Eyed Bull Demon King.

"Nine Nether Sword Formation, broken!"

Shen Lang recalled the Nine Star Swords. The nine flying swords of different colors shredded the space in front of him, forming a sword shadow space. The dense sword shadows in the space rolled endlessly, like a stormy sea, towards the Wind Ghost King. Pressed over.

There was another explosion that resounded through the sky. Although the sword shadow space formed by the Nine Nether Sword Formation failed to hurt the Wind Ghost King, it resolved the void storm of the Wind Ghost King.

Immediately afterwards.

"Boom!!!"

The Wind Ghost King was unable to dodge and was hit solidly by the red-eyed Bull Demon King's eclipse collision.

"Pfft!"

The horns of the fiery red bull pierced the Wind Ghost King's chest and abdomen, poking out two huge blood holes and causing blood to spatter.

The Wind Ghost King opened his mouth and bled, and his huge body was knocked out by the barbarian bull. It fell from the sky like a kite with its string broken, and with a final "boom", he fell down outside the main hall of the Charming Spirit Tribe.

"this"

All the monks watching the battle in the main hall took a breath of cold air and looked horrified. They never expected that the result would be like this.

The majestic young master of the Wind Ghost Clan in the early stage of Mahayana was actually defeated by an unknown monk in the early stage of integration? Still completely tortured!

Except for Feng Gui Wang's punch that slightly shook Shen Lang, Feng Yaotian had no means to injure Shen Lang during the entire battle.

You wouldn't believe it unless you saw it with your own eyes. There was such a huge gap in cultivation between the two sides, but Shen Lang could actually win. This strength was simply astonishing!

"Husband?"

Feng Qingyue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, completely stunned on the spot.

Shen Lang turned back into a human body, fell from the sky, and landed outside the hall. He said with an indifferent expression: "Young Master Feng Cheng surrendered. I won this duel!"

The seriously injured Feng Yaotian returned to his post-transformation appearance. He fell in a pool of blood, veins popped out on his forehead, and his heart was filled with extreme humiliation and unwillingness!

No matter how angry he was, he understood at this moment that dragging this injured body to fight with this kid would only lead to death.

"Husband!"

Feng Qingyue hurriedly ran out of the hall and helped Feng Yaotian up.

"roll!"

Feng Yaotian slapped Feng Qingyue hard on the face with his backhand.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and Feng Qingyue fell to the ground, blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth, tears on her face, and she felt aggrieved.

There was an uproar in the hall.

Feng Yaotian felt a burning pain on his face. Today he was defeated by Shen Lang, a bastard in the early stages of integration. He felt like he could no longer lift his head.

"Senior nephew Yaotian, take this healing elixir and go back to recuperate."

Empress Hongfeng rolled up her sleeves, and a golden elixir flew out of the palace and floated in front of Feng Yaotian.

Feng Yaotian gritted his teeth and took the elixir, suppressing the intense humiliation in his heart, and uttered a sentence from the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Empress Hongfeng, for giving me the elixir!"

After saying that, Feng Yaotian no longer had the shame to stay here. Dragging his injured body, he rose into the air with difficulty and flew away from the main hall of the Charming Spirit Clan.

"Husband, wait for me."

Feng Qingyue felt anxious and immediately followed Feng Yaotian.