Murong Jun watched Shen Lang's fist approach quickly, his pupils continued to expand, his whole body trembled, and his heart was filled with endless fear.

As the son of the ancestor of the Murong family, Murong Jun has always been arrogant, domineering, and arrogant. No one has ever dared to go against him, and he has never felt fear or fear.

At this moment, he finally felt what fear was.

He wanted to scream, but it was too late! The next moment.

A muffled "dong" sound, like the sound of a heavy object hitting a watermelon, Murong Jun's head was blown open by Shen Lang's punch! Blood splattered everywhere, a large amount of blood clots and flesh, mixed with turbid filth such as brains and eyeballs.

Murong Jun's head was blown up and he died immediately.

Although he had two defensive holy weapons on his body, his upper body and lower body were defended tightly.

But no matter what holy artifact you wear, your head is always exposed and is the most vulnerable part.

Seeing Murong Jun being killed so tragically, Murong Feng's head exploded and his eyes roared with bloodshot eyes: "No! The Murong family martial artist obeyed the order and cut off the kid's hands and feet for me and take it back to the Murong family!" No matter how angry he was, his rationality was still there.

When Murong Jun dies, the ancestor will definitely be furious. Only by making up for his merits and capturing Shen Lang alive and dedicated to the ancestor and the elder can he avoid the worries of his life.

The Murong family's martial arts cultivators also rose to the peak of their anger, rushed towards Shen Lang.

"It's just right!" Shen Lang's face turned cold, he pulled out the meteor sword around his waist, and then took out the Dream Break Sword from the storage ring.

Seeing all the martial arts cultivators rushing up, Shen Lang held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and the swords and swords all came out.

"The light turns away!" "Feng Wu!" The two ranged ultimate moves of the Thirteen Death Swords and the Swords of the Swords and the Swords of the Swords in Shen Lang's hand turned into afterimages.

"Boom!" The sword lights all over the sky roared and attacked the martial artists of the Murong family.

Seeing Shen Lang instantly release such an amazing attack, the Murong family's martial artists were all shocked.

Shen Lang was able to repel the Murong family's large number of martial arts practitioners in the realm of transformation, making them hurriedly resist dodge.

"Swords... Integrate?" Murong Feng's eyes widened.

Li Qing and Yi Tianfeng, who were standing aside, also had a storm in his heart. He couldn't believe that there was such a talented person in this world who could actually merge two martial arts! Seeing the extremely violent sword light flying all over the sky, the martial arts cultivators of the Murong family were extremely shocked. They couldn't believe that this was really just an attack that martial arts cultivators could launch? As early as the year when he was practicing in the underground palace, Shen Lang had carefully studied the Thirteen Death Swords and the Sword Suppression Shura. He accidentally discovered that these two martial arts could be combined into one, which was quite expensive and required high concentration.

With the combination of swords and swords, Shen Lang has already mastered the key points and used both martial arts skills at the same time.

After the two famous mid-level martial arts of the Heavenly Level, which are both famous, Deathly Thirteen Swords and Sword Slash, are even more powerful than a single, upper-level martial arts of the Heavenly Level.

With just one encounter, more than 30 Murong family martial artists fell into a pool of blood! Shen Lang waved his sword frantically, and blood arrows shot out, as if he was like a god of war! "Beautiful, Brother Shen really opened Changfeng's eyes!" Ouyang Changfeng's eyes lit up and he praised loudly.

After saying that, he also held the black top-grade holy sword and rushed towards the Murong family's martial artist.

"The Tianjian Sect's people obey the orders and come here!" Li Qing roared wildly and took the lead in breaking into the group of martial arts cultivators in the Murong family.

"Kill!" More than forty martial artists from the Tianjian Sect's realm also raised their swords and rushed in.

"As the elders of the Yi family follow the orders, kill them for me!" Yi Tianfeng also led nearly forty elders of the Yi family's transformation into the battle group! The battle officially began.

Shen Lang, Ouyang Changfeng, Tianjian Sect and the Yi family participated in the battle group and worked together to fight into the Murong family's martial arts team, and the fierce battle began.

Although the number of Murong family is obviously superior, Shen Lang is too perverted. He holds the top-grade holy weapon and sword, like a god of killing. The surrounding Murong family martial artists dare not move forward, and blood flows into a river wherever they pass.

Ouyang Changfeng also performed very well with his top-grade holy weapon, long sword and sword swing Shura, and his feet were all covered with the bodies of the Murong family martial artists.

A shocking fight is taking place.

As the fierce battle continued, more and more martial arts practitioners in the woods watched, from hundreds to thousands.

Seeing this thrilling fight, everyone was shocked.

"No...no, they actually dared to fight with the Murong family's martial artists, asking for death?" "This is not necessarily the case. The two shots are evenly matched. Then Shen Lang... is simply a monster!" "It turns out that the treasure shot from the Fire Dragon Tomb was obtained by Shen Lang. These Murong family's martial artists wanted to fight for it.

"Everyone was talking, looking at the sword light and the sword shadows, blood flowing wildly on the ground, and couldn't help swallowing, showing a terrified expression.

No martial artist dared to join this battle with all his might.

As the number one force in the Linhai Tianshan Mountains, the Murong family has opened Cangshan Mountain almost all times, and most of the treasures flowing out of the Fire Dragon Tomb are obtained by the Murong family.

After all, the Murong family is strong, and the forces of other sects dare not speak out. However, this time the Murong family encountered a strong enemy, which is also something that everyone likes to see.

The fierce fighting between the two sides has reached a white-hot level.

"Tear the sky!" Shen Lang's eyes were about to split, and the Duan Meng Knife in his right hand slashed down fiercely.

The violent sword light was like a giant wind passing by. The martial arts cultivators in the Murong family's realm were strangled to death by the wind sword light. The flesh and blood were splattered everywhere, and their bodies were cut into several pieces.

"Ah!!!" A peak elder of the Murong family's transformation realm was cut off his right shoulder and right arm, and his mouth roared in pain.

Shen Lang, covered in blood, had no expression on his face and was not polite. He slashed with a knife. The Murong family martial artist at the peak of the transformation realm was cut off by Shen Lang in half, and his flesh and blood were separated.

"Elder Murong Yang!" Murong Feng's face changed drastically.

The Murong Yang that Shen Lang had just killed, and another peak elder of the Murong family, in addition to Murong Feng, died in Shen Lang's hands so quickly! Seeing this scene, the large number of martial arts practitioners in the forest who were secretly watching the battle all showed horror on their faces.

Shen Lang's strength is too terrifying, right? This person has this kind of strength when he is less than 25 years old. I really don't know how he practiced.
Chapter completed!