When everyone saw Ximen Qing suddenly "transformed", they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. What kind of strange martial arts is this tm? Shen Lang was also shocked. He had seen this move, and it seemed to be called the Xuandun Art.

In the past, Ximen Qing and Chen Guandong seemed to have used this technique to resist the power of missile explosion.

After transforming into a "low-fit Hulk", Ximen Qing was really angry and had a gloomy face. He decided to kill Shen Lang with his most gorgeous move! "Storm-like style!" Ximen Qing shouted loudly, and before he raised his right palm, he slapped Shen Lang fiercely.

Seeing that a palm was about to fall on him, Shen Lang felt a stern heart and quickly set up the Star Falcon Knife to defend Ximen Qing's palm with the handle.

"Clang!" A fierce and crisp sound rang out, and a huge force instantly knocked Shen Lang away.

Shen Lang flew more than ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and the Star Falcon Knife was almost shocked to the point of his hand.

Although Ximen Qing's storm style is powerful, it is much worse than Yang's power. Shen Lang can barely block it. He is not seriously injured, but he is a little exhausted.

Shen Lang quickly got up from the ground and gasped.

"Damn it, Ximen Qing is like a young hero who can't be beaten to death.

"This duel was much more difficult than he thought. Now the true energy in Shen Lang's body had already been consumed, and he had almost no spare energy to launch an attack.

It seems that he can't win if he doesn't cheat. Shen Lang quickly retreated and took the opportunity to take out a Qi-replenishing pill from the storage bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

A heat flow rushed to the Dantian, and in one breath, Shen Lang's true energy quickly recovered by 80%.

Ximen Qing wanted to take advantage of the victory and rushed over directly.

The two of them fought together again, and the battle became more and more intense.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Shen Lang's mouth. After regaining his true energy, he was full of confidence. He knew that Ximen Qing must have consumed a lot now, and that this Xuan Shield Art cannot be used for a long time.

As long as he defends against Ximen Qing's attack, he will be sure to win.

The battle continues.

Cold sweat had already oozed out of Ximen Qing's forehead. This is unscientific. Logically speaking, this kid should have consumed almost the same amount. How could he suddenly become alive? He could not suppress Shen Lang by using the Xuan Shield Art. Instead, Shen Lang seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Ximen Qing's face was gloomy and calm. If he continued to fight like this, he would consume too much. He might have a boat capsized in the gutter. He had to deal with this kid quickly! Shen Lang slashed over with a sword. Ximen Qing directly took the blade with his bare hands and used his green hands to block the blade of the Star Flying Knife.

"Ding!" Ximen Qing clamped Shen Lang's knife handle tightly with both hands. After he used the Xuan Shield Art, his strength increased a lot, and Shen Lang could not draw out the knife.

Ximen Qing looked violent and tried his best to kick Shen Lang hard.

The force of this kick was astonishing, and it caused a "huh" air explosion.

At the critical moment, Shen Lang directly abandoned the Star Falcon Sword, jumped around, avoiding Ximen Qing's kick.

Ximen Qing refused to give in and jumped and chased after him.

Shen Lang's plan to lure the enemy was successful. He clenched his right fist tightly, and the blue veins in his arm burst out, and a strong wind lingered.

At this moment, Ximen Qing had already chased him from below, and jumped higher than Shen Lang, staring at Shen Lang with a downward gaze.

"Seven Injury Fist!" Shen Lang used his speed to the mechanism, and used a seven Injury Fist in one move, and made an uppercut.

Ximen Qing was shocked. He didn't expect that Shen Lang was so fast and that others were in the sky and could not dodge.

"Boom!" This punch hit Ximen Qing's chin, directly dislocating his chin, his mouth full of blood, and spitting out a few broken teeth.

Shen Lang knew that after Ximen Qing used the Xuan Shi Zhi, his body was as hard as iron and it was difficult to break through the defense, so he chose to attack the vulnerable parts.

This move really worked. Shen Lang made Ximen Qing's head buzzing with a seven-injury punch, and the Xuan Dun Art was almost broken.

Influenced by force, the whole person flew into the sky.

Shen Lang accelerated to fall. When he landed on the ground, he quickly picked up the Star Fallen Knife on the ground.

At this moment, Ximen Qing was falling in free fall.

"Drink!" Shen Lang aimed at Ximen Qing's fragile part and slashed out a sword energy with all his strength.

Ximen Qing in the sky just recovered his consciousness when he felt a strong wind sound below, and he was shocked.

Shen Lang slashed a sword energy from below, which hit him between his legs.

"Bang!" A burst sounded, and the knife aura that Shen Lang slashed hard hit Ximen Qing's crotch.

"Ah!!!" Ximen Qing let out a scream like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, with a particularly shrill voice.

My lower body is already covered in blood.

Because the key part was hit hard, Ximen Qing's true energy was in trouble and the Xuan Dun Art was broken in an instant.

Immediately afterwards.

With a loud "Boom!", Ximen Qing fell to the ground, hitting the back of his head, unconscious.

Seeing this inhuman tragic situation, a group of Yin-Yang disciples all had numb scalps and subconsciously clamped their legs.

It is estimated that their senior brother Ximen has lost his son and grandson.

Ximen Qing fell to the ground like a dead dog, especially the one below, with blood flowing downwards, and it was terrible.

Shen Lang's previous words came true.

Ximen Qing was really beaten to be disabled, but it was disabled there... Ibukixue and Yun Luoxue both turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at them.

Although they hated Ximen Qing very much, they couldn't help but observe a moment of silence for Ximen Qing. This was too miserable... Although Shen Lang's attack method was a bit shameful, he still cared about the battle between martial arts cultivators. Winning and losing are the most important things, no matter what means you use.

The audience took a breath of cold air, and it took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses. I have to say that this was a thrilling duel.

"Serious...awesome!" Chu Wu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gave a thumbs up.

Shen Lang's strength is probably far beyond his own.

Shen Lang took a few breaths, then stood up, glanced at the group of Yin-Yang Sect martial artists with a demonstrative gaze: "I won this duel!" A group of Yin-Yang Sect martial artists trembled all over. Shen Lang was too ruthless to directly make Senior Brother Ximen lose his son and grandson. They didn't want to suffer the same treatment.

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Shen Lang's performance redefined what a younger generation of masters is! Shen Lang put away the Star Falcon Sword and walked out of the martial arts training ground.

"Shen Lang, are you okay?" Chu You'er rushed up first, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of Shen Lang's mouth, tears rolling in his eyes.

"I'm fine, don't worry.

"Shen Lang touched her little head.

"Um.

"Chu You'er held Shen Lang's arm and nodded heavily.

The evil fight just now really scared her, but fortunately Shen Lang was safe and sound.

"Young Master Chen, you can't repay your life-saving grace.

"Ibukixue bit her red lips and bowed slightly, her beautiful eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you... Thank you!" Yun Luoxue, who had always been arrogant and cold, lowered her head and thanked Shen Lang solemnly.
Chapter completed!