"Boom!"

The Divine Palm of Mount Meru is the mastery of the Zhao family, and it can play an extremely powerful palm power in the air. Dust↑ ↓ Literature ↙ Net

Seeing that the incomparably sharp palm wind suddenly erupted from Zhao Gang's palms, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, of course he could feel the tremendous power of this Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm.

However, in order to shatter Zhao Gang's self-esteem to the greatest extent, Shen Lang didn't bother to fight back and dodge, and decided to have a good show.

Shen Lang immediately operated the Divine Illumination Sutra and the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill.

Seeing that his palm power was about to hit Shen Lang, Zhao Gang showed a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, thinking that this kid couldn't even hide from his own palm style, it turned out to be garbage.

But the scene of the next scene surprised everyone.

I saw that Zhao Gang's palm wind hit Shen Lang firmly, and it also broke Shen Lang's body protection qi, but Shen Lang was not knocked away as expected, but stood in place, as if he was fine.

In the exclamation of everyone, the white robe on Shen Lang's upper body was smashed to pieces by Zhao Gang's palm wind, and layers of golden light were bubbling up and down his body, and under the scorching sun, he could still see the golden light on his body very clearly.

Shen Lang's upper body exuded a trace of gold, like a god of war, and his momentum was terrifying. Affected by the power of Zhao Gang's palm, his blood surged all over his body, and he took a few steps back, no big problem.

For a while, everyone gasped, what kind of exercise is this?

Zhao Gang's amazing palm, this Shen Lang didn't dodge, and directly blocked it with his body?

The audience was shocked!

Everyone couldn't hide the shocked expressions on their faces, and the flower purple spirits in the crowd all looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"King Kong is not bad!!

Yi Xuan on the stage couldn't help but stand up, his eyebrows staring, revealing a shocked expression.

"Heaven-level upper-level exercises, Vajra is not bad for divine skills!" Yi Tianfeng couldn't help but roar.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Jin also set off turbulent waves in their hearts, they didn't want to admit it, they had to admit it, this kid was so amazing, it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as a peerless genius.

What is the concept of the Heaven-level Upper Rank Exercises? Shen Canghai was able to defeat Lu Rulong, who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Void Realm, with the cultivation of the early stage of the Void Realm, relying on the Vajra Immortal Skill.

If the Void Realm Martial Cultivator can cultivate a heaven-level upper-level technique, the combat power is not just as simple as multiplying.

Shen Canghai nodded slightly, revealing a satisfied expression. Although it is not difficult to get started, he can practice to the first level so quickly, and it seems that his son is a genius in cultivation.

Shangguan Long also showed a hint of surprise and congratulated: "Senior brother, Senior Nephew Shen is so young, he can perform the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, it seems that his creation is estimated to be even worse than you in the future!"

"Since this is the case, this is my son of Shen Canghai. Shen Canghai smiled, very happy in his heart.

A group of elders of the Yi family showed envious expressions, and Shen Lang was really amazing.

"Grass, this can't be!"

The most unwilling was Zhao Gang, his eyes were round and his face was like earth, and he didn't want to accept this fact.

Shen Lang stood and asked him to fight, but he didn't even defeat Shen Lang, this is really a great shame! Zhao Gang felt an unparalleled sense of frustration in his heart.

"No, it can't be!"

Zhao Gang's face was hideous, and the whole person rushed towards Shen Lang like a mad dog, and a Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm slapped towards Shen Lang fiercely.

In close proximity, Shen Lang didn't dare to take it hard, mainly because his King Kong Immortal Skill had now been practiced to the fur stage.

Naturally, there is no problem in defending against Zhao Gang's attack, but you can't stand and let the opponent fight.

Shen Lang clenched his right fist and struck out with all his might.

Fists and palms intersect.

There was a loud "boom", and a huge wave of air was set off around, and the sky was full of dust.

Zhao Gang flew out and fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Rao is internal strength is much stronger than Yi Fei, and he still can't resist Shen Lang's Seven Wounds Fist.

However, Zhao Gang practiced the Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm to the Mahayana, and the Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm itself is a defensive palm, which can be regarded as barely resisting Shen Lang's full force to attack the Seven Injuries General Technique, but he only suffered some minor injuries.

"That's just the level, are you embarrassed to say that you are a genius?" Shen Lang retracted his fist and glanced at Zhao Gang who fell to the ground, with a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

"Bastard!" Zhao Gang immediately got up from the ground, feeling extremely humiliated.

Annoyed and angry, Zhao Gang no longer hesitated, and immediately took out a blood-colored long sword from the storage ring, the sword body was surrounded by a layer of streamers, cold and cold, and the breath was compelling!

"Hallow!"

A group of Yi family and Zhao family elders in front of the stage were taken aback.

Shen Lang was also surprised, he didn't expect Zhao Gang to have a holy weapon?

No, it is unlikely that a martial cultivator of Zhao Gang's level will have a chance to get the holy weapon, it is estimated that his father Zhao Jin gave it to him.

In front of the stands, Yi Xuan's eyes turned to Zhao Feng on the side, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhao, the duel between juniors actually uses holy weapons!

Zhao Feng was a little embarrassed, this behavior was indeed a bit shameless. But Zhao Jin had to do that, and he had no choice.

Zhao Jin said seriously: "Brother Yi's words are wrong, and the two clans have martial arts and they didn't say that they can't let juniors use holy weapons. Who asked Brother Shen to take out such a rare thing as a holy weapon as a reward for the first place, since it is a reward, my Zhao family naturally wants to compete for the first place!"

I have to say that this Zhao Jin is really a human spirit, so he can reduce the hatred of Yi Xuan, Shen Canghai and others towards him, and he can find a suitable reason to prevaricate.

"This" Yi Xuan frowned, thinking to himself, isn't this a Yin person, for the sake of the holy weapon, he is so unscrupulous!

"Well, what about letting him use the Hallows. Shen Canghai said coldly, he knew that Shen Lang also had holy weapons in his hands, and they were also two medium-grade holy weapons.

In case of defeat, Shen Lang could easily defeat Zhao Gang as long as he showed a holy weapon at will.

The elders of the Yi family had a somewhat ugly face, and their expressions were very dissatisfied. Unexpectedly, the Zhao family was so insidious that they actually gave the junior holy weapon, so there was almost no suspense in this duel.

The main reason is that the power of the holy weapon is too strong, even if the martial cultivator in the early stage of the transformation realm can only exert one or two percent of the power of the holy weapon, but only this two percent of the power can beat the martial cultivator of the same level.

The blood-colored long sword in Zhao Gang's hand is not as good as the Dragon Bird Sword, and it should be a low-grade holy weapon. But even if it was a low-grade holy weapon, it was enough to shock Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang, I told you before, if I don't defeat you today, I won't be surnamed Zhao! The first of these two clans to martial arts is mine!" Zhao Gang raised the holy weapon long sword, his eyes bloodshot.

"Really, then I'll teach you how to be a man right now!"

As soon as the words fell, a trace of essence flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he immediately took out the green glass sword from the storage ring, and shot it to capture the moon with a return wind.

"Ding!"

The long sword in Shen Lang's hand let out a soft groan, and a semi-circular arc slashed through mid-air, attacking Zhao Gang like lightning, and the speed was outrageous.

That long sword seemed to turn into three long swords, stabbing at Zhao Gang from three directions.

"Returning to the Wind and Conquering the Moon, is it the Thirteen Swords of Death!"

Shangguan Long in front of the stage shrank his eyes, and a storm was set off in his heart!

"What, the Thirteen Swords of Death?" Yi Xuan and the other Yi family elders were taken aback.

The Thirteen Swords of Death are the heaven-level mid-level martial arts of the famous Lin Haitian Mountain, I don't want to see it in Shen Lang's junior today!

"Good!"

Shen Canghai praised loudly, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, Shen Lang's Thirteen Deadly Swords were not the kind of false moves of the Three Moon-Snatching Styles, they were real moves!

Unexpectedly, in just ten days, Shen Lang would be able to perform the moves in the Thirteen Swords of Death. It really gave Shen Canghai a big surprise.

The Qingli Sword slashed through a moon arc from three directions, slashing towards Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang broke out in a cold sweat, he never imagined that Shen Lang's sword speed would be so fast, even a self-proclaimed sword master like him felt dazzled.