Seeing that the sword light that was divided into three was coming towards him, Zhao Gang had to grit his teeth and set up the holy weapon long sword in his hand to defend. Dust, Margin, Literature√ Learning← Network

Although Shen Lang's sword moves were fast, Zhao Gang had a holy weapon in his hand after all, and as long as he ran his true qi, the speed of swinging the sword would speed up to a jaw-dropping level.

"Dingding!"

Zhao Gang hurriedly swung the holy weapon long sword and defended against Shen Lang's sword moves, but he was still slashed through his lower abdomen by the green glass sword, drawing a long blood mark, and the sword light tore most of his shirt in half.

"Tsk!" Shen Lang smacked his lips, if he practiced this trick a little more skillfully, Zhao Gang would definitely not be able to defend against it.

Rao is like this, Zhao Gang still has a hair in his heart, and he is so frightened that he immediately retreats and distances himself from Shen Lang.

Fortunately, he was holding a holy weapon in his hand, otherwise he would definitely not be able to block Shen Lang's sword.

Zhao Gang's face was hideous, he was also in the early stage of the transformation realm, why could this kid be so powerful?

He didn't want to admit that he was worse than Shen Lang.

Zhao Gang's eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically poured true qi into the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and the holy weapon long sword let out a soft groan, and the breath was amazing.

"Drink!"

Zhao Gang shouted violently and slashed out an astonishingly powerful sword qi towards Shen Lang.

With the help of the power of the holy weapon, Zhao Gang's sword is as powerful as an overwhelming mountain, which is very amazing.

Seeing this, the audience held their breath one by one. Ibuki Xue also gritted her teeth, and silently cheered for Shen Lang in her heart.

"Splitting the stars and catching the moon!"

Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, holding a green glass sword, and he slashed out a sharp sword light.

The two forces collided violently.

"Boom!"

The sound of explosions shook everywhere, the ground seemed to tremble, and a strong storm swept around, and the audience not far from the front of the stage was blown by the strong wind and couldn't open their eyes.

Even the blue bricks on the ground of the ring cracked several layers, and there were a large number of potholes. ^

After the dust cleared, I saw Shen Lang shining with a golden light, safe and sound.

Zhao Gang held the holy weapon long sword and gasped, his clothes were torn, covered in blood, the whole person was a little miserable, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

The audience was shocked, and everyone couldn't hide the shocked expressions on their faces.

Zhao Gang held the holy weapon and sent a blow, but it couldn't suppress Shen Lang's attack?

A hint of surprise flashed in the beautiful eyes of Hua Ziling, who were watching in the crowd, was that set of swordsmanship! He had actually practiced it? This man was really getting more and more perverted, and I really didn't know how he cultivated.

The group of high-level officials of the Yi family and the Zhao family in the stands were even more dumbfounded, and with their cultivation, they could naturally see the gap between the strength of Shen Lang and Zhao Gang.

"Okay! It's only been a few days, and my nephew has already mastered the essence of the Thirteen Swords, which is simply a genius!" Shangguan Long praised loudly, and the whole person looked very happy.

"It is really an honor for a dog to be said to be a genius by the senior brother. Shen Canghai also laughed, Shen Lang's performance was beyond his expectations, and he underestimated this kid's ability.

"Well, I'm just telling the truth. At the beginning, our brothers and sisters learned the Thirteen Swords of Death, but it took more than ten years to achieve some success. Shen Lang can learn this level in a few days, and Ning Laowei, the head of the Nanlin Sword, probably wants to accept him as an apprentice after seeing it. Shangguan Long laughed loudly.

A group of elders of the Yi family showed a shocked expression, being so praised by Shangguan Long, one of the top ten masters of Lin Hai Tianshan, Shen Lang's talent is really against the sky.

On the Zhao family's side, the elders of the Zhao family were also secretly surprised.

Zhao Feng stared at Shen Lang in the ring, and a hint of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Even he had to admit that Shen Lang was indeed a peerless genius, and this kind of person could only be befriended, not evil.

Today's incident may make the other party mind, Zhao Feng pondered, he must apologize to Shen Lang and Shen Canghai.

Zhao Jin's face was very ugly, he didn't expect Shen Lang to be so powerful. The sword light of the blow just now almost reached the level of the power of a single blow of martial cultivation in the late stage of the transformation realm.

In the early stage of a transformation realm, there is such an amazing strength, which is really staggering. Zhao Jin regretted it a little, he shouldn't have messed with such a promising junior for the sake of a rare holy weapon.

In the ring.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Gang coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and his face was like earth. Unbelievable, he was no match for this kid with a holy weapon!

Shen Lang had long been determined to win, he could have taken out one of the Dragon Bird Knife and the Dragon Tooth Dart casually, and he could easily teach Zhao Gang to be a man, but he wanted to prove it to Shen Canghai that he had already reached the entry level with the Thirteen Swords.

The effect of the Thirteen Deadly Swords was beyond Shen Lang's imagination, even if he didn't use the holy weapon, he could still defeat Zhao Gang who was holding the holy weapon by relying on the Thirteen Deadly Sword.

"Chasing the wind and the moon!"

In the fourth form of the Thirteen Swords, Shen Lang held the green glass sword, which vibrated towards the sword qi like an arrow, and the sword body turned into an afterimage, and the speed was so fast that it was an unbelievable realm.

Zhao Gang was shocked and hurriedly dodged, but his right shoulder was still stabbed, and blood gushed out from the wound.

The thirteen swords of death will have a streamer sword in it, piercing into the flesh and blood, and the sword can instantly crush the arteries and veins, and the wound is difficult to heal.

Shen Lang finally realized the powerful advantage of the Thirteen Swords, such a sharp sword move, people are unguardable, if you can practice using a sword like a hand, the power of the sword technique is indeed much greater than the power of exercises such as the Seven Wounds Fist.

"Admit defeat, although you have a holy weapon, but the speed of the sword is too slow, you are not my opponent. Shen Lang glanced at Zhao Gang and said coldly.

"Dream, Lao Tzu hasn't lost yet!" Zhao Gang was furious, and Shen Lang's words instantly aroused his anger.

Zhao Gang raised his blood-colored long sword and stabbed towards Shen Lang like crazy.

"Then don't blame me for being rude. ”

Shen Lang snorted lightly, his eyes froze, and the long sword in his hand immediately turned into a phantom and attacked Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang gritted his teeth and had to raise his sword to slash wildly.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sword flashed brightly, and the two long swords struck together.

Shen Lang frowned, it was worthy of being a holy weapon, he didn't dare to use the green glass sword to resist the slash of the blood sword, otherwise the green glass sword was likely to be broken by the holy weapon.

However, the essence of the Thirteen Swords of Death is to attack, suppressing the opponent's attack in the attack, and only fast and not breaking is this truth.

"The streamer is gone!"

The speed of the long sword in Shen Lang's hand became faster and faster, and he couldn't catch a trace at all, and Zhao Gang retreated again and again.

In the eyes of the audience, the long sword in Shen Lang's hand was like a streamer, dazzling, and he couldn't see the reality clearly.

The Streamer Passing is the fastest of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, and each blow can trigger the Streamer Sword, which is the best move to quickly suppress the enemy.

But this style Shen Lang has only learned a little bit of skin, his internal strength is not enough, and he can't flow the sword light, but he can use the sword speed instead.

The speed of the Qingli Sword became faster and faster, and Zhao Gang couldn't even resist it, and he was hit by swords one after another all over his body. With every step back, a sword is struck in the body.

In less than ten seconds, Zhao Gang was covered in blood, and there were a large number of tiny blood holes in his upper body, and the blood stained his clothes red, and the blood was sprinkled all over the ground.

"Ding!"

Shen Lang grabbed Zhao Gang's flaw, put a sword on his neck, and said expressionlessly: "You lost." ”