After one blow, the Thunder Dragon was defeated and the black light also dissipated.

Most of the sword lights of the Divine Front Sword Formation were defeated, but they barely supported and did not collapse.

The strength of the old man in black robe was somewhat beyond Shen Lang's imagination, and the strength of the peak of the God Transformation was indeed extraordinary.

Fortunately, the Leize splitting sword contains a huge amount of Yuyang golden thunder, which has a strong restraining effect on the Shura Sword of the old man in the black robe. Otherwise, Shen Lang might not have been able to take this attack so easily.

No... impossible!

The old man in black robe was shocked and could not accept this fact.

How could a mere mid-stage cultivator of the God Transformation take over his full blow and be safe and sound?

The ordinary monk at the peak of the God Transformation has at least two or three times the combat power of the late God Transformation cultivator! In addition, his Shura Sword is a medium-grade prehistoric spiritual treasure. Although Shen Lang's complete set of flying swords is powerful, it still cannot reach the level of prehistoric spiritual treasures.

This kid was able to reverse the huge disadvantages in cultivation and magic weapons and reach a level of confrontation with him?

I didn't see it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe it.

this……

Sun Zihao also stood there on the spot, seriously doubting whether Shen Lang was still in the middle stage of the God Transformation.

Just as Shen Lang was fighting fiercely with the old man in black robe just now, Lan Xian'er also took action, and she knocked the eleven restricted monks in the God Transformation Stage to stunned.

The eleven people fell straight from the sky to the ground. The body of the monks in the God Transformation Stage was quite powerful. Just falling from the sky like this would not kill them, but some guys with weak bodies still had their mouths and vomited blood.

According to Shen Lang's instructions, Lan Xian'er did not take the lives of these eleven god-transforming cultivators, but these guys were all unconscious and could not hinder them.

After cooking the eleven cultivators in the God Transformation Stage, Lan Xian'er came to Shen Lang with a slight banter on her pretty face.

The old man in black robe had a look of earth and felt something was wrong.

Shen Lang glanced at the old man in black robe and said contemptuously: Old man, didn’t you just say you wanted to kill us? Why, why don’t you speak now?

The old man in black robe sweated on his forehead. He never dreamed that the other party was so powerful, so he could only grit his teeth and said: Fellow Taoist's magical powers are amazing, and I am willing to give him a disadvantage. This is a pure misunderstanding. We can completely turn big things into small things and small things into nothing...

When he heard this, Sun Zihao on the side was unhappy and shouted: Uncle Hei, you are a high-level monk in the God Transformation. What are you afraid of him? Don’t tell you that you can’t beat him!

The old man in black robe had a dark face as dark as the bottom of a pot, thinking that he would not be able to beat him or not, don’t you know how to see it?

If it were Shen Lang alone, the old man in black robe would have the power to fight, but he would still have to face a strange magical power, and he would be completely unsure.

Young Master, don’t stimulate these two guys anymore. Their strength is extraordinary. Even if the old slave can rush up and fight them desperately, there is no way to guarantee your safety, Young Master.

The old man in black robe hurriedly sent a message to Sun Zihao.

Uncle Hei, how can you gain the ambition of others to destroy your own power? Is my grandson Hao a greedy person who is afraid of death? Today, the Japanese city lord must see what this kid has!

Sun Zihao roared with a arrogant expression. He didn't believe in this evil, and immediately sacrificed his strongest magic weapon, a blue crystal long sword, with blue cold flames emitting on the hilt of the sword. The aura was terrifying and the frost was thrilling.

Young Master, don't!

The old man in black robe changed his face and was about to step forward to stop him.

Five-colored illusion light!

Shen Lang saw the opportunity and opened his mouth and sprayed a five-colored illusion light, which hit the old man in black robe in a flash.

ah!!!

The old man in black robe hugged his head and let out a shrill scream, his brain tingling.

Shen Lang's five-colored illusion light is not so obvious when dealing with the monks at the peak of the God Transformation. However, it can also make the other party lose its power of action in a short period of time.

Ice Dragon Sword, Slash!

In addition, Sun Zihao frantically poured a lot of spiritual power into the blue crystal long sword in his hand, and slashed at Shen Lang with one sword.

For a moment, the sky was full of wind and snow, countless ice dragons surged out from the blue crystal sword in his hand, and blue cold flames emerged from his body. Wherever he passed, the air condensed into ice.

The magic weapon in Sun Zihao's hand is also a medium-grade spiritual treasure, otherwise he would not have exerted such great power.

But this level of attack is really not worth mentioning in Shen Lang's eyes.

Shen Lang smiled sarcastically and continued to activate the Divine Sword Formation, and the sword light like waves swept towards the Ice Dragon.

boom!

A violent explosion followed, and all the ice dragons were swallowed by the golden sword light, easily resolving Sun Zihao's attack.

The large-scale sword light trapped Sun Zihao tightly and launched a crazy strangle at him.

Black... Uncle Black saves me!

Sun Zihao was so scared that his scalp was numb, but Uncle Hei was still holding his head and screaming, as if he had been hit by some kind of soul attack, and his combat power was zero.

Lan Xian'er tied up the old man in black robe with the cloud-swallowing lock.

The huge gap in strength made Sun Zihao's conceit disappear. He rushed to put up the blue crystal long sword in his hand to resist the sword light coming from all directions.

Dao... Fellow Taoist, please spare me! You can't kill me, I am the son of the lord of Tiannan City. If you kill me, my father, Feihu, will never let you go!

Sun Zihao was so scared that he trembled all over and let out a hysterical roar.

The young city lord is tough in the background, and I can't afford to offend you. I won't kill you, but I can give you a big gift!

Shen Lang smiled coldly and sent a message to Lan Xian'er to control his grandson Hao.

Lan Xian'er immediately used the Illusion Domain. Under the cover of the Illusion Domain, Sun Zihao screamed sternly and lost his ability to resist.

Shen Lang took back the Divine Sword Formation and flew directly to Sun Zihao. Without saying a word, he slapped him hard on Sun Zihao's face!

Bang!

A crisp slap sounded.

ah!

Sun Zihao let out a scream of ghosts and wolves howling, vomiting blood, and a few of his teeth fell off.

This is not a slap, it’s like a huge meteor hammer hitting it!

This is the big gift I give you!

Shen Lang grinned and slapped Sun Zihao in the face.

This is not over yet.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

Shen Lang shook more than thirty chins in a row, making Sun Zihao's face swollen like a pig's head, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth, nose and ears.

Sun Zihao almost fainted after being tossed, his face filled with endless fear, and he once wondered if his face had been slapped by Shen Lang.

After beating Sun Zihao, Shen Lang continued to beat the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe was beaten even worse. His ribs were broken all over his body and his face was swollen like a pig's head, which was terrible.

After doing these things, Shen Lang and Lan Xian'er tied the two unlucky guys under a big tree with a cloud-swallowing lock.
Chapter completed!