"What are you doing, how do you send two novices to play. Dust, Literature, Literature, and Literature"

"It's like, it's so boring. ”

"Shen Lang can still use weapons, even if it is two people, he will definitely win, right?"

There was a lot of bustling shouting off the field.

The host loudly announced: "The final highlight moment is coming, this is the first time that our stadium has changed the rules for a master, and the 24th and 25th occasions will be one for each other. Shen Lang's strength, I think everyone can see it, he is the strongest dark horse player ever! Let's take a look at the next game, what kind of wonderful performance Shen Lang will have!"

The cheers from the audience came one after another, and the field had been boiling many times, and Shen Lang had surprised them again and again.

"The odds for the last game are out. Let's take a look! Shen Lang's odds have been reduced to 1.2 to 1, while his opponent's odds are 10 to 1!" said the host.

The fat man in the audience was already crazy and shouted: "Shen Lang, you are my lucky star, Lao Tzu bet all his money, 83 million on you today!"

A snort startled a group of viewers around him.

"Fuck, fatty, are you crazy?"

"Nima, that's more than 80 million!"

A few people next to him couldn't help but shout.

"Forget it, I'll also win with all the pressure on Shen Lang!"

"I'm also pressing, I've never seen such an exciting game, and I don't regret throwing money into it!"

Many people were excited and pressed all the bets.

The ring battle is about to begin.

In the VIP room, Wan Tianpeng asked a little nervously: "Brother crazy, there won't be anything wrong with this time, right?"

Zhou Mad snorted with a gloomy face: "Damn, if this kid can still win, Lao Tzu will jump into the river!"

In his opinion, Long Yuan has played, and Shen Lang is certain to die. Because judging from the previous duel, Shen Lang, this kid, couldn't use his internal force at all.

It is very likely that it is like the possibility proposed by the headquarters, and the blood kill will fail to advance.

Zhou Mad knew very well the consequences of the failure of a martial cultivator's advancement, and if it was good to abolish most of the cultivation, the bad situation was that the dantian was shattered and the internal strength was lost.

Zhou Mad felt that Shen Lang must have lost his internal strength. Otherwise, a terrifying existence like blood killing can use internal force, and basically no one can stop it.

However, the loss of internal strength is like a top gunner without a gun, and the difference in strength is not a little bit.

Wan Tianpeng on the side was a little uneasy, he always had a bad premonition.

In the ring.

Long Yuan glanced at Shen Lang opposite, folded his hands, and said lightly: "I've always wanted to fight with you, but now you are not the same as before, and you are a little invincible." ”

Shen Lang sneered: "What kind of green onion are you?

Long Yuan was conceited, and said proudly: "Now you are no different from ants in my eyes, and it is easy to kill you now!"

"Really, I want to see how you're going to kill me?" Shen Lang sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!" said the tall woman next to her with a cold face.

The battle in the ring has officially begun.

Shen Lang took the lead this time, stepped in with a long sword in his hand, and rushed towards the two of them like lightning.

The other two were unarmed, and the audience seemed to think they were at a disadvantage, but they weren't.

Martial arts cultivators who can bring out the power of weapons are very rare. Sometimes weapons can become a liability.

"Huh. Zhou Madness in the VIP room showed a sneer.

"Tianpeng, you're right, Shen Lang, this kid is too conceited, he can only pretend to be forced. ”

In the past, it was rumored in the killer world that blood killing was good at using cold weapons and long knives, and the people under the knife never had a complete body. Zhou Mad knew that Shen Lang would use a knife, but he didn't expect this guy to choose a sword.

You know, swords are very difficult to use. And there are so few exercises like sword tricks that even Zhou Mad has never heard of them.

"Crazy brother, I don't think it's too early for us to be happy. Wan Tianpeng frowned, he always felt that Shen Lang had a sense of fearlessness.

Zhou Mad grinned, patted Wan Tianpeng on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry too much, just wait and watch a good show." ”

Zhou Mad didn't panic at all, Shen Lang, this kid didn't even have internal strength, no matter how much power he used with a sword, he shouldn't be able to exert much power.

Shen Lang's eyes locked on that woman, and he sensed from his breath that this Dragon Source strength was more than a little stronger than this woman.

Deal with the trash fish first, and then deal with this monk!

Shen Lang had already thought of a strategy and went straight towards the woman with a sword.

The woman didn't care much at first, and was trying to make a palm.

Who would have expected that as soon as Shen Lang's long sword came out, it used its true qi slightly, and the sword body let out a soft groan, and a semi-circular arc crossed in mid-air, stabbing at the woman like lightning, and the speed was outrageous.

The long sword seemed to turn into three long swords, striking at the woman from three directions.

The woman's face changed greatly, and Long Yuan on the side was also taken aback, and rushed over quickly, trying to pull the woman's body away.

"Ding!"

But it's too late, Shen Lang's sword moves are powerful and strange!

Shen Lang had learned swordsmanship from Lao Tzu for a long time, but he had only learned three styles, because these three styles were very difficult to learn.

The old man called it the "Three Styles of Moon-Grabbing", which seemed to be simplified from some ancient sword book.

Shen Lang's sword speed was so fast that it was illusory, and the long sword seemed to slash through a moon arc from three directions, slashing towards the woman.

The woman and Long Yuan never expected that Shen Lang's sword speed would be so fast! Even their five-star masters couldn't catch the direction.

Shen Lang knew that it would not be so easy to win this time, so he had to slightly attract a trace of true qi within his control, otherwise his sword moves would not be able to exert any power.

This trick is called "Returning to the Wind and Winning the Moon", and the speed is extremely fast, and under the powerful oppression, the woman feels that she can't dodge, and her face is frightened.

Long Yuan's face froze, and he had already grabbed the woman's arm, and was about to pull her over.

It's a pity that it's too late, and the tights on the woman's upper body were instantly torn apart by the faint sword aura provoked by the long sword.

There was a "poof" sound, and the long sword in Shen Lang's hand stabbed into the woman's lower abdomen.

Shen Lang's face was expressionless, and the long sword took advantage of the situation to pick it up.

Blood spilled out, and the long sword followed the wound in the woman's lower abdomen, all the way up, through the heart, lungs, throat and even the chin!

Shen Lang's sword, like cutting tofu, cut half of the woman's body into two!

The blood rain sprinkled wildly, and the flesh fell, dyeing the ground of the ring a blood-red color, and the thick smell of blood was disgusting.

The audience was silent, and the falling needles could be heard!

The scene is terrifying and bloody, the woman's body seems to have opened an opening in the middle, it is extremely hideous and terrifying, and you can even see the liver and other organs inside!

The limb also twitched twice, killing him instantly, and a large pool of blood gushed out of the ground.

"No!" Long Yuan's eyes widened, and he never dreamed that his companion would be killed in seconds by Shen Lang with one move

In the VIP room, Zhou Mad and Wan Tianpeng looked at this scene in the ring, as if they had been struck by lightning, their chins opened wide, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"This" Wan Tianpeng's scalp was numb, and he was so frightened that he trembled a little all over.