Great Slaughter System

"Bold."

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, which sounded from a distance when Shen Lang shook Shen Waner to death.

An old man over sixty years old rushed here quickly.

The old man's face was full of anger, and his tiger eyes were about to burst, like a beast about to choose someone to devour.

"Shen Wen." The elder of the Shen family said,

Shen Wen, who came here after receiving the news, knew of Shen Lang's strength. After all, even Shen Wuhui couldn't get cheap in Shen Lang's hands, let alone others, especially after Shen Lang's subordinates had strong men who took refuge in him.

Unexpectedly, he was still a step too late, and Shen Wansan and Shen Waner still encountered an accident.

When Shen Wen came to the arena, without saying a word, he slapped Shen Lang Yaokong.

As Shen Wen was an innate master, this palm was even more angry, and his momentum soared to the sky for a while.

The clothes of the children of the Shen family who were watching could not help but flutter.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at this Changhong palm force, his expression remained unchanged.

Gao Jianli who was beside Shen Qing trembled.

The golden knife and black sword in the weapon box flew into the sky and shot towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang stretched out his hands, and the golden saber and black sword fell straight into his hands.

"Double kill with sword."

Holding the golden knife high, the black sword pointed obliquely at the ground, slashing towards that palm force.

"boom"

The golden knife collided with the palm, and Shen Lang spun and retreated.

When passing by a stone lion in front of the Sutra Pavilion, Shen Lang swung his black sword, and the stone lion shot towards Shen Wen who was chasing him like a cannonball.

Shen Wen didn't expect that Shen Lang's inner strength was so deep that he could knock the stone lion into the air with the force of recoil.

Peng!

The stone lion was torn apart, and the broken stones flew in all directions.

The surrounding Shen family disciples dodged one after another, and some of them were slow to react when they were hit by the gravel, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their bodies flew upside down.

Amidst the flying debris, Shen Wen rushed out and slapped Shen Lang again.

Shen Lang's eyes shone brightly. This was the first time he had fought against a congenital warrior. He didn't dare to be careless, and quickly swung the golden saber and black sword in his hand.

There is a sword in the sword, and there is a sword in the sword. It is a sword but uses the sword's move, but the sword uses the sword's move.

Shen Wen was temporarily blocked by Shen Lang's strange martial arts.

The two of them were evenly matched in the arena, which caused the eyes of the surrounding Shen family children to widen.

Shen Lang's ferocity made these Shen family children feel terrible waves in their hearts.

This kind of scene that can only be seen in legends unexpectedly appeared in front of their eyes.

I saw that in the arena at this time, Shen Lang was expressionless, and the golden knife and black sword were flying up and down, making Shen Wen unable to get an inch.

Shen Wen's eyes shone brightly, this kid's martial arts was so high, he could tell Shen Lang Houtian Yae at a glance, but he had strong internal strength and unique moves, which he couldn't decipher for a while.

Originally, Xiantian used strength to fight against Houtian. After all, the internal strength of acquired warriors is not at the same level as Xiantian, but because of the three-point increase in vitality, Shen Lang is not afraid of the congenital strong at all.

The innately strong can release their internal strength to the outside, but Shen Lang can resist hard, making the advantage of the innately strong useless at once.

In the battle between Shen Lang and Shen Wen, they could only rely on their respective martial arts to fight against the enemy.

It's a pity that Shen Lang's sword double killing seven seven forty-nine styles are prefecture-level martial arts, while Shen Wen's martial arts are only those mysterious-level martial arts books of the Shen family.

The two are not comparable at all.

After more than fifty rounds of fighting, Shen Lang has already gained the upper hand.

At this time, Shen Lang seemed to have entered a certain state, the golden saber and black sword in his hand became more and more disorganized, but it was hard to find.

Shen Wen became more and more frightened as he fought.

His own strength is obviously stronger than Shen Lang's, but he can't gain the upper hand.

Shen Lang's own strength has not changed, what has changed is his understanding of martial arts, the system has indeed passed on martial arts proficiency to Shen Lang, but it is up to Shen Lang to understand the essence of it.

For example, the seven-seven-forty-nine style of double killing with swords, after all, was created by Dugu Yihe himself. Without Dugu Yihe's precepts and deeds, others would never be able to grasp the essence of it.

Although through systematic transmission, Shen Lang can freely use the seven seven forty-nine styles of double killing with swords, but he still needs to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts in it.

Just like Tai Chi, everyone knows that it was created by Zhang Sanfeng. The main theme of Tai Chi is to overcome rigidity with softness, and to beat fast with slowness, but there are few people who can reach Zhang Sanfeng's realm. This is the true meaning of martial arts.

After this battle, Shen Lang was even more able to display the power of double killing with swords and swords.

In the past, he used to draw gourds and scoops, but now he has brought out the due power of the seven-seven-forty-nine style of double killing with swords and swords.

Shen Lang's eyes flashed, and the golden saber and black sword in his hands seemed to be cast by two people, attacking Shen Wen from different angles.

Just as Shen Wen was waving his hands to resist, the golden knife and the black sword suddenly changed their moves again. It was supposed to be a sword move from a sword, and a sword move from a sword, but it suddenly changed back to normal, the sword is a sword, and the sword is a sword.

This sudden change caught Shen Wen by surprise.

The black sword stabs straight, and the golden knife cuts horizontally.

With a pop, two wounds appeared on Shen Wen's shoulder and chest.

Bright red blood flowed slowly.

Shen Wen retreated quickly, his eyes fixed on Shen Lang.

He didn't expect that Shen Lang could force himself into such a mess.

A month ago, Shen Lang was a dispensable existence in the Shen family.

Later, when he suddenly injured his grandson Shen Ming, he just thought that Shen Lang used some dishonorable methods, and he didn't pay attention to the fights among the younger generation. Only the confrontation between Shen Lang and Shen Wuhui caught his attention.

However, through investigation later, he found out that it was done by two warriors who took refuge in Shen Lang, so he didn't care. After all, the two elders of Xuanming were only the acquired peak, and they were nothing in the eyes of their innate powerhouses.

But today, Shen Lang's dominance and strength finally made him face up to it, and he still attaches great importance to it. It is definitely not easy for a person who can make himself such a mess.

Without even looking at the wound, Shen Wen said coldly: "Shen Lang, don't you think it's too much to kill two deacons of the Shen family because of a maid?"

Shen Lang smiled disdainfully, "There is nothing wrong with this world, only strength."

"If you don't have strength, you can't go too far if you think too much. If you have strength, no one will say a word even if your bones are piled into mountains and thousands of miles away."

"Didn't Emperor Qianwu walk up to the altar on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood back then? Who would say that Emperor Qianwu is right?"

Shen Wen was taken aback by Shen Lang's domineering words, and then mocked: "Then what do you mean, you can compete with Emperor Wu?"

"Ha ha……"

Shen Lang looked up to the sky and smiled, "Emperor Qianwu is incomparable, can't he?"

"I, Shen Lang, dare not say that I will be able to surpass him, but I will definitely not be worse than him."

"Arrogance!"

An indifferent voice came from the scripture storage pavilion.