Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang took a dozen steps back before stabilizing his figure, and there was a surge of blood all over his body.

With that blow, he used all his strength before reluctantly blocking Jian Wuhen's move.

If Jian Wuhen's move was stronger, he would be injured.

There was a touch of horror in Shen Lang's eyes, this little kid was indeed extremely strong, and seeing this little kid's attack just now, it seemed that he hadn't used his full strength.

Many monks in the main hall glanced at Shen Lang, and most of their faces showed a hint of surprise.

Unexpectedly, there is someone here who can make a tie with Jian Wuhen's abnormality. Who is that kid?

Jian Wuhen, a peerless genius, is quite famous in the wild continent. Among the monks who entered the Barbarian Shrine, it was even more thrilling. The joint efforts of more than 20 late-stage martial arts practitioners in the virtual realm could hardly hurt him at all.

"Hehe, yes, I have some ability, I can take this young man's blow. But, these are not your real skills?" Jian Wuhen smiled proudly, and the golden giant sword in his hand was thrown into the sky, his feet stepped on the flying sword. Rushed over.

"Yujianshu?" Shen Lang frowned, but recognized Jian Wuhen's moves.

The sword art that can only be practiced by martial arts in the Nirvana period, can Jian Wuhen martial arts in the late stage of the virtual world be able to learn?

Jian Wuhen stepped on the golden giant sword, rushing over like lightning, holding the golden giant sword in his hand, and slashing down! The speed is jaw-dropping.

Shen Lang's complexion changed drastically, almost too late to react, and subconsciously reacted, quickly set up Xiantiange in his hand to block.

"clang!"

A crisp sound rang.

Shen Lang's arm sank suddenly, feeling the strength of tens of thousands of kilograms falling down, almost not breaking his hand bones.

"Ahem..." Shen Lang coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were also traumatized to varying degrees.

Damn, the strength of this kid has surpassed him.

Previously, Jian Wuhen saw Shen Lang's cultivation in the middle of the Void Realm, so he deliberately left a hand. If Jian Wuhen's full strength, Shen Lang would not stand as a giant ape, definitely not this kid's opponent.

Of course, the Nine Changes of the Blood Spirit was Shen Lang's method of pressing the box, and he didn't want to take it out so quickly.

"Drink!" Shen Lang didn't believe in evil, and continued to wave the broken sky, three blue lights attacking Jian Wuhen.

"boom!"

Jian Wuhen didn't panic at all, just slightly straightened the golden sword in his hand, put it in front of him, and attacked so easily.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Ruoxue hurriedly flew over to support her, her pupils lit up, and she shot out a **** glow.

"Huh? What kind of technique?" Jian Wuhen's face changed slightly. He seemed to feel that this blood light carried a strange power, and immediately turned his body sideways to avoid the blow.

Su Ruoxue's blood charm divine light hit the air, this was the first time.

Jian Wuhen waved the golden giant sword in his hand, and a golden sword light struck, Su Ruoxue quickly parried.

However, there was a huge difference in strength, and Su Ruoxue didn't wait to completely block this sword light, and she took a dozen steps back, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and she had already suffered serious injuries.

Jian Wuhen didn't mean to kill Su Ruoxue, he just wanted to force her back, Shen Lang was his target.

"Wan Jian Jue!"

Jian Wuhen stared at Shen Lang with his eyes and shouted, the golden giant sword flew up, turning into hundreds of golden giant swords like a phantom.

For a moment, a large number of golden giant swords in mid-air carried their sword light, and pressed towards Shen Lang overwhelmingly.

The amazing might of Wan Jian Jue made Shen Lang take a breath of cold air, Jian Wuhen used 100% of his full strength, this move made Shen Lang feel the threat of death after a long time!

Shen Lang's face was extremely gloomy, and with one hand stretched out, Bai Qingshan appeared in his palm, spinning at high speed.

"drink!"

Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and the four-color true essence in the dantian madly poured into the Baiqing Mountain. The Bai Qingshan suddenly expanded and rose to hundreds of meters high, instantly blocking the impact of the sword.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"

The sound of a large number of flying swords colliding with Bai Qingshan was deafening, and Shen Lang gritted his teeth and urged Bai Qingshan to resist the attack of Jian Jue.

Thanks to Bai Qingshan, all the attacks were blocked, but Shen Lang spit out a mouthful of blood. Forcibly letting Bai Qingshan block such a huge attack, he himself suffered a bit of backlash.

Damn, the strength of this kid is really not that strong.

Unlike all the late stage martial arts of the Void Realm that Shen Lang encountered before, this Jian Wuhen even had some of the attack methods of the Nirvana monk.

The opponent is only nine years old, and his strength is already so strong, this is incredible!

Jian Wuhen is the first genius among the seven wild sects. He is the eleventh "spiritual body" in the top 100 physiques. This physique not only cultivates extremely fast, but also has natural ability to communicate with artifacts such as weapons. , To exert amazing power that ordinary people can hardly exert.

For example, it is also an ultra-sacred weapon long sword, Jian Wuhen can even double or even triple or quadruple its power!

"Haha, it turns out that your strength is nothing more than that. This prince looks at you highly. If you hadn't borrowed Bai Qingshan, the trick I just made should kill you! What kind of treasure do you have? Young Master, let's have fun." Jian Wuhen smiled proudly.

Being so mocked by a kid, Shen Lang must be a little unwilling in his heart.

Transforming into Qingshan Great Ape should be able to destroy this little kid, but thinking of the next level, Shen Lang didn't want to be so high-profile for the time being, he had another idea in his mind.

"Little friend, you are really amazing. Since you are so arrogant, let's play with my uncle and my puppet!" Shen Langyin smiled coldly, the storage ring in his hand lit up, and he took out something from it.

A coffin that is as dark as ink!

Shen Lang stretched out his right hand and the white soul swallowing bottle appeared in his palm.

Furiously injecting true essence into the soul swallowing bottle, a white light appeared on the mouth of the bottle, and a large amount of living souls gushed out instantly and was sucked into the black coffin.

Shen Lang released all the souls in the soul swallowing bottle in one breath.

The black coffin was filled with the withered bone puppet that Shen Lang had previously obtained from Huanwudao. The puppet was almost complete, except for a small hand bone mutilated.

Although there is no main soul in the soul-swallowing bottle, it can only make the puppet display 30 to 40% of the strength, but killing a virtual realm martial arts is more than enough!

quickly.

The withered bone puppet that had absorbed a large amount of living souls was awakened again, and a low and weird roar sounded from the coffin. The sound was extraordinarily penetrating, and it could even tremble the soul, making people uncontrollably creepy.

Jian Wuhen's face changed slightly, and he asked, "It's interesting, what is this?"

"Something, of course, is something that can kill you!" Shen Langyin sneered and immediately lifted the cover of the coffin.

"Huh!"

A whistling sound came, and the withered bone puppet suddenly flew out of the coffin, roared, and rushed directly towards Jian Wuhen.

As soon as the puppet skeleton awoke, it exuded a terrifying aura, and the hollow eye sockets flashed with blood, and the strong murderous aura seemed to materialize.

All the monks in the hall who witnessed this scene couldn't help being shocked.

"Is this a puppet?" Jian Wuhen's face finally showed a hint of horror.