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Murong Feng and a group of Murong family martial cultivators couldn't help but show shocked looks, this Shen Lang could simply avoid such a powerful and domineering three swords, and his strength was somewhat beyond their imagination.

"Drink!"

Seeing that his blow didn't work, Murong Jun felt embarrassed, and immediately rubbed his hands, and the six white jade swords turned into phantoms, hitting Shen Lang from various directions.

Shen Lang's heart froze, and he struck out a general technique of seven injuries, shook and scattered several short swords, and flew in the air to spin around, avoiding all attacks.

The six short swords that Murong Jun shot out were all top-grade holy weapons, and they belonged to a set of instruments! They were the ancestral heirlooms of the Murong family.

The ancestral things of the Murong family were given to Murong Jun, which shows how much the ancestors of the Murong family value Murong Jun.

The attack of the Six-Vein Divine Sword is extremely domineering, but with Murong Jun in the middle of the Transformation Realm, the strength he exerts is not enough after all.

Shen Lang relied on his deep and pure internal strength to avoid attacks. But I also have to admit that this six-vein divine sword is really a peerless martial art.

This martial art is very similar to what Emperor Xuan Qianyuan Lu said, and the magic techniques such as the imperial sword that can only be mastered by martial arts cultivation above Nirvana, one is to use spiritual power, and the other is to use true qi, and the power cannot be compared.

Murong Jun hurriedly urged the six white jade swords to attack, but they were all avoided by Shen Lang one by one, and his anger surged, and he roared: "The surname Shen, what kind of hero are you who can only dodge and dodge!"

"Yes, then I'll do what you want!" Shen Lang smiled coldly, and he kept dodging, just trying to figure out this Murong Jun's attack routine.

In fact, it was almost clear, and Shen Langfei jumped upward.

Murong Jun's face turned pale, and he hurriedly urged the white jade sword to attack the sky.

"Drink!" Shen Lang punched out his fists together, and unreservedly struck out with all his strength.

After cultivating the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, Shen Lang's physical strength and strength are amazing, coupled with the pure true qi in his body, he can use all his strength to achieve the Seven Injuries General Technique, and the power can be compared to the heaven-level intermediate level exercises.

Countless fist shadows fell from the sky and suddenly swept towards Murong Jun.

Feeling the amazing power of the fist shadow, Murong Jun was so frightened that he hurriedly recalled the white jade sword, and put the six white jade swords straight on the top of his head, stirring up a strong wind, and Murong Jun used all his strength to resist Shen Lang's attack.

"Boom!"

The fist shadow collided with Gang Qi, causing a storm, and Murong Jun's whole body was subjected to tremendous force, and both feet fell into the dirt.

"It's not good, this kid's cultivation is the pinnacle of the transformation realm!" Murong Feng's face on the side changed greatly.

The moment Shen Lang attacked just now, his true cultivation was exposed.

The Murong family's martial arts cultivators were shocked, Shen Lang had actually broken through to the peak of the Transformation Realm?

Ouyang Changfeng also showed a hint of surprise, it has only been a long time, and Shen Lang's cultivation can go further, it is really unfathomable.

No wonder Murong Jun is so arrogant, this person's strength is really good. If Murong Jun is a cross-level challenge to the general late-stage martial arts cultivator, there is no pressure to win.

It was precisely with this in mind that Murong Feng would agree to Murong Jun's duel. Murong Jun unleashed the Six-Vein Divine Sword and sacrificed a high-grade holy weapon, and even Murong Feng was not his opponent.

It's a pity that he encountered Shen Lang, and it was a fool's dream to challenge Shen Lang if he wanted to cross the ladder. Even with his bare hands, Shen Lang could completely destroy Murong Jun.

After the full blow and seven injuries, Murong Jun fell to the ground with a scream, and the six short swords also fell into the dirt one after another.

Shen Lang didn't give Murong Jun a chance to react, and after landing on the ground, his right hand formed a fist, and once again blasted out a formula of seven injuries, hitting Murong Jun's chest.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the violent fist wind hit Murong Jun's chest firmly.

Murong Jun's whole person flew more than ten meters away, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

With Murong Jun's internal strength cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to take Shen Lang's full strength into a seven-wound fist at close range, and if he doesn't die, he will have to waste half his life, but Murong Jun's injuries are not serious.

"Defensive Sacred Weapon?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, it was estimated that it was an inner armor like a heart guard.

He also guessed that Murong Jun was so arrogant, there must be something to rely on. Just now, he clearly felt that there was a force that hindered the power of the Seven Wounds Fist.

Even if Murong Jun put on a defensive holy weapon, Shen Lang's punch was extremely powerful, and it could smash him through the holy weapon.

"This can't be!" Murong Jun got up from the ground and roared with red eyes.

When he met Shen Lang outside Diancang Mountain before, this kid was obviously only in the late stage of the Transformation Realm, but within a few days, this kid had actually cultivated and transformed into a martial cultivator at the peak of the Transformation Realm!

This is too fake, isn't it?Murong Jun couldn't stand this kind of mental blow.

A group of martial cultivators of the Murong family also showed gritted teeth, this Shen Lang actually pretended to be a pig and ate a pig, and specially pretended to be in the late stage of the transformation realm to paralyze them.

Now that the true cultivation was suddenly revealed, it really shocked everyone. It's no wonder that this kid can deal with so many Martial Cultivators of the Bliss Palace, it turns out that it doesn't just rely on the power of high-grade holy weapons.

"That's it!" Murong Feng shouted, his face blue and white.

The victory and defeat have obviously been divided, Murong Jun is not Shen Lang's bare hands opponent with the six-vein divine sword and a set of top-grade holy weapons, and it is not interesting to compare.

Murong Feng decided to start directly, no matter what the rules of the duel were, catch Shen Lang first!

As for those who dare to stop the Murong family, kill them all!

"Haha, the show is just starting now!"

As soon as the words fell, Shen Lang rushed over and smashed Murong Jun's right cheek with a series of seven wounded fists.

Before Murong Jun could react, there was a muffled sound of "bang", and the right side of his face was beaten and deformed, and his mouth was full of blood, which was unbearable.

Shen Lang grabbed Murong Jun's collar with one hand, lifted it up, and lifted Murong Jun's whole person in the air.

"Ah!!" Murong Jun's eyes finally showed a thick look of horror, the huge pain made him unbearable, and he wondered if half of his face had been knocked off.

"Boy, what do you want to do!"

"Shen Lang Xiaoer, don't stop yet!"

Seeing this, a group of Murong family martial cultivators were furious and roared one after another.

Murong Jun was just like this, Shen Lang raised one hand high, and the muscles of his whole body were tightly clasped by Shen Lang, he was like a pinched seven-inch snake at the moment, and he couldn't even struggle.

"Shen Lang, let Jun'er go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Murong Feng was so anxious that he shouted violently and immediately pulled out his long sword.

"The son of your Murong family ancestor is really golden, a bunch of miscellaneous pieces, this is my Shen Lang's gift to you!"

After speaking, Shen Lang's right arm was bruised, and a punch smashed straight into Murong Jun's head.

"No!!" Murong Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared wildly.