Shen Lang took more than ten steps back to stabilize his body, and a burst of blood surged all over his body.

He used all his strength to use the attack just now, and barely blocked Jian Wuhen's move.

If Jian Wuhen's move is stronger, he will be injured.

A hint of shock appeared in Shen Lang's eyes. The little brat's strength was indeed extremely strong, and judging from the little brat's attack just now, it seemed that he was far from using all his strength.

Many monks in the hall glanced at Shen Lang, and most of them showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

Unexpectedly, someone could draw with a pervert like Jian Wuhen. Who is that kid? Jian Wuhen’s peerless genius is quite famous in the wild continent.

Among these monks who entered the Barbarian God Palace, it was even more thunderous. More than 20 late-stage martial arts cultivators in the Void Realm could hardly hurt him in the slightest way.

"Haha, it's not bad, I have some skills, I can actually take this attack.

However, these are not your real skills, right?” Jian Wuhen smiled proudly, threw the golden giant sword in his hand into the sky, and rushed over with his feet on the flying sword.

"Sword Control Art?" Shen Lang frowned, and recognized Jian Wuhen's move.

The sword-control technique that only martial artists in the Nirvana stage can learn. How can Jian Wuhen, a martial artist in the late stage of the virtual realm, learn? Jian Wuhen stepped on the golden giant sword and rushed over like lightning. The golden giant sword in his hand was held in his hand and slashed downward! The speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Shen Lang's face changed drastically, and he had almost no time to react. He reacted subconsciously and quickly blocked the broken skygo in his hand.

"Clang!" A crisp sound rang out.

Shen Lang's arm suddenly sank, and he felt a force of tens of millions of pounds falling down, almost shattering his bones.

"Cough cough..." Shen Lang coughed out a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were also traumatized to varying degrees.

Damn, this little brat has surpassed himself.

Before, Jian Wuhen saw Shen Lang's cultivation level in the middle stage of the Void Realm, so he deliberately kept one move. If Jian Wuhen had all his strength, Shen Lang would not transform into the Qingshan Giant Ape, so he would definitely not be the match for this little brat.

Of course, the Nine Changes of Blood Spirits were Shen Lang's method of placing things in hand, and he didn't want to take them out so quickly.

"Drink!" Shen Lang was a little disbelief and continued to wave the Broken Sky Spear, and three blue lights attacked Jian Wuhen.

"Boom!" Jian Wuhen was not panicked at all, but just slightly straightened the golden sword in his hand and put it in front of him, attacking with such a slight ease.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Ruoxue quickly flew over to support her. Her pupils lit up and she shot out a bloody light.

"Huh? What kind of martial arts do this?" Jian Wuhen's face changed slightly, as if he felt the blood light carrying a strange power. He immediately opened his body and avoided the attack.

Su Ruoxue's blood-charming divine light hit the sky, and this was the first time he encountered it.

Jian Wuhen waved the golden giant sword in his hand, and a golden sword light hit him, and Su Ruoxue hurriedly resisted.

However, the strength is very different. Before Su Ruoxue could completely block the sword light, her body took more than ten steps back, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and she was already seriously injured.

Jian Wuhen had no intention of killing Su Ruoxue, he just wanted to force her back, and Shen Lang was his target.

"Ten Thousand Swords Art!" Jian Wuhen stared at Shen Lang with his eyes, shouted loudly, and the golden giant sword flew up, turning into hundreds of golden giant swords like a phantom.

For a moment, a large number of golden giant swords in the air carried sword lights and overwhelmed Shen Lang.

The amazing power of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique made Shen Lang take a breath of cold air. Jian Wuhen used 100% of his strength. This move actually made Shen Lang feel the threat of death for a long time! Shen Lang's face was extremely gloomy. With one hand stretched out, Bai Qingshan floated in his palm and rotated at high speed.

"Drink!" Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and the four-color true energy in his dantian rushed into Baiqing Mountain wildly. Baiqing Mountain suddenly expanded, rising to hundreds of meters high, instantly blocking the impact of the sword technique.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!" The sound of a large number of flying swords colliding with Bai Qingshan was deafening. Shen Lang gritted his teeth and activated Bai Qingshan to resist the attack of the sword technique.

Thanks to Bai Qingshan, all the attacks were blocked, but Shen Lang spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Forcibly allowing Bai Qingshan to block such a huge attack caused him to suffer a little backlash.

Damn, this little brat is really not that strong.

Unlike all the late-stage martial arts practitioners in the virtual realm that Shen Lang encountered before, Jian Wuhen even had some attack methods from Nirvana cultivators.

The other party is only nine years old, and his strength is so strong. This is really unbelievable! Jian Wuhen is the first genius among the seven major sects of the wilderness. He is the eleventh "artifact spirit body" among the top 100 physiques. This physique not only has a very fast cultivation speed, but also is naturally able to communicate with objects such as weapons, exerting amazing power that ordinary people cannot exert.

For example, it is also a super holy sword, Jian Wuhen can even exert double or even three or four times the power! "Haha, it turns out that your strength is just that. This is the only one who respects you.

If you hadn't borrowed Bai Qingshan, my move just now would have killed you! If you have any treasures, please take them out and let me have some fun.

"Jian Wuhen smiled proudly.

Shen Lang must have been a little unwilling to be mocked by a little brat.

Turning into the giant ape of Qingshan should be able to destroy this little brat, but thinking that there is another level, Shen Lang doesn't want to be so high-profile for the time being, and he has another idea in his mind.

"You are really amazing, kid.

Since you are so conceited, you have the ability to play with my uncle and my puppet!" Shen Lang smiled coldly, the storage ring in his hand lit up, and he took out something from it.

A mouthful of dark coffin! Shen Lang stretched out his right hand, and a white soul-swallowing bottle appeared in his palm.

He frantically injected true energy into the soul-swallowing bottle, and a white light appeared on the mouth of the bottle, and a large number of living souls rushed out in an instant, which were sucked into the black coffin.

Shen Lang released all the souls in the Soul-Swallowing Bottle in one breath.

The black coffin contains the dead bone puppet Shen Lang got on Huanwu Island before. The puppet is almost complete, but only a small piece of hand bone is broken.

Although there is no main soul in the soul-swallowing bottle, and it can only allow the puppet to exert 30% of its strength, killing a virtual martial artist is more than enough! Soon.

The dead bone puppet that absorbed a large number of living souls was reawakened, and a low and strange roar sound came from the coffin. The sound was particularly cunning and could even tremble the soul, making people feel creepy.

Jian Wuhen's face changed slightly, and he asked, "It's interesting, what's this?" "What's the thing, of course, something that can kill you!" Shen Lang smiled coldly and immediately lifted the cover of the coffin.

"Huh!" A whistling sound of breaking through the air came, and the dry bone puppet suddenly flew out of the coffin, roared loudly, and rushed towards Jian Wuhen.

As soon as the puppet skeleton woke up, it emitted a terrifying aura. A blood light flashed in its empty eyes, and the rich murderous aura seemed to have become substantial.

All the monks in the hall who witnessed this scene were shocked.

"Is this a puppet?" Jian Wuhen finally showed a hint of horror on his face.
Chapter completed!