Summoning heroes of the strongest system in the world

Yan Lang is worthy of being one of the top ten forces, a genius of Dizemen, and his strength is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary geniuses.

Under his terrifying physical strength and his scorching mana, Peng Ying was powerless to fight back.

He didn't even use his long knife, and just used an iron fist to defeat Peng Ying with one punch.

And still killed on the spot.

This scene made all the geniuses tremble with fear.

As a genius in the City of Time, Peng Ying is considered by many people to have the talent to become an inner disciple of Shengxian Village, and his cultivation has even reached the late stage of the Great Dao to the Holy Realm.

Although they are not Yan Lang's opponent on the bright side, many people think that the gap between them will not be very big.

But what is unexpected is that he is not Yan Lang's all-in-one enemy.

Is the gap between them so huge just by a small difference?

What surprised everyone even more was that Yan Lang would kill Peng Ying.

You know, this competition is to select inner disciples of Shengxianzhuang, as long as you show your strength and talent.

Everyone lives in the sphere of influence of Shengxianzhuang, so there is no need to live forever.

But this Yan Lang seemed to have no scruples.

Hun Xuzi caressed his beard, and said with a smile: "Brother Yanhuo, your disciple is very strong!"

Yanhuo said proudly: "My Zemen disciples have always looked down upon their peers."

"Yan Lang is too young now, if he grows up a few more years, he will definitely be able to reach the height of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter."

Mochizuki had a smile on his face, but made no comment.

She was noncommittal about what Yan Lang said.

Not everyone can achieve the height of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter.

But the people of Di Zemen were always unreasonable, and she didn't bother to talk to them.

At this time, Yan Lang on the battle stage also showed the most unruly side of Di Zemen.

He rubbed his fists lightly, and said disdainfully: "I have always heard that the monks in the territory of Shengxian Village are all elegant gentlemen, but looking at it now, it is nothing more than that. Could it be that you are all frail scholars?"

"In the current real martial arts world, being weak is useless."

"I'll wait for another quarter of an hour for you. If none of you dare to go on stage, go back as soon as possible!"

"The top ten forces don't need your nonsense!"

Yan Lang's words were arrogant and rude, and many geniuses present were furious.

They are all prominent geniuses, and a few of them can bear such anger.

At that moment, another genius flew onto the battlefield.

"It's him, Sun Hai from Penglai Pavilion, I know him!"

"I heard that he is the first talent of Penglai Pavilion, because he was delayed on the road, so he didn't participate in the selection of the City Lord's Mansion a few days ago!"

"This person is within the territory of my City of Time, enough to be called a top five level powerhouse."

"That's right! This is definitely a direct disciple of Shengxianzhuang, and he should be able to defeat Yanlang!"

"Even if we can't win, the two sides can at least be evenly matched. Let's wait and see!"

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The appearance of Sun Hai immediately made the eyes of all the geniuses present shine.

If there were a few people on the scene who could compete with Yan Lang, Sun Hai must be one of them.

Xu Hao glanced at Sun Hai on the stage, but shook his head helplessly.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Sun Hai is a great and strong man.

But Xu Hao knew very well that even if he was also in the Holy Land of the Dao, he was definitely not Yan Lang's opponent.

The gap between the two sides is too great.

Sun Hai, who was on the stage, slowly drew out a long sword, pointed it at Di Ze, and said in a deep voice: "I am Sun Hai of Penglai Pavilion, and today I represent the cultivator of our City of Time. Let me teach you, a barbarian, a lesson." .”

The corner of Yan Lang's mouth curled up into a playful smile, and he said, "Not bad, it seems that a decent opponent has finally come out."

"Let me take a good look, are you as powerful as you boast!"

Sun Hai ignored the flame waves, flew into the air, and then quickly swung the spirit sword in his hand.

"Water Dragon Roar!"

Sun Hai let out a soft drink, and dozens of mighty water dragons appeared out of thin air, attacking and killing the flame waves.

Yan Lang was not in a hurry, his body arched slightly, like a flaming lion that was always ready to go, the surface of his body was quickly shrouded in a layer of fiery red light, and his whole body was as terrifying as a child of flames.

In the next second, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he rushed towards Sun Hai in the sky.

"Fire Lion!"

As the flame wave dashed through the air, his body turned into a lion burning with flames.

boom!

The flaming lion and the water dragon collided.

The astonishing water dragon was torn apart in an instant.

At the same time, under the cover of dense water vapor, Yan Lang came in front of Sun Hai.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the flame wave, Sun Hai's expression changed immediately.

"not good!"

He whispered in his heart, and then aimed his sword at Yan Lang and pierced it.

Yan Lang didn't care about it, and actually grasped the sharp blade with both hands deep inside.

This is a first-class innate spiritual treasure, in the hands of Sun Hai, it is enough to kill the Dao to the Holy Realm and complete it.

But Yan Lang dared to grab it with bare hands, and he was still unharmed.

It shows Yan Lang's terrifying physical body.

After grabbing the blade, Yan Lang violently snatched the long sword from Sun Hai's hand.

Then he flicked the long sword deeply into the battle platform.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Lang punched Sun Hai fiercely with a fist wrapped in flames.

boom!

A punch landed on Sun Hai's chest, and Sun Hai immediately felt that countless bones and muscles in his body were broken, and he also directly lost his fighting power.

However, Yan Lang did not intend to let Sun Hai go.

After crippling Sun Hai's fighting power, Yan Lang grabbed Sun Hai's body with one hand, and the cruelty on his face became more intense. With the other hand, he raised his fist high again, and it seemed that he was about to smash it down again.

If this punch falls, Sun Hai's little life can basically be declared over.

Seeing this scene, Xu Hao immediately said: "Qingli, save people!"

This Sun Hai is quite a talent, if he is allowed to be crippled by the other party, then he will lose his face.

After all, he is now the glorious deacon of Shengxianzhuang, and Shengxianzhuang has handed over the affairs here to him.

In any case, he had to make a contribution.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xu Hao has already regarded these geniuses as a new force to deal with the Shadow Realm in the future.

Even considering this relationship, Xu Hao would not allow Yan Lang to act recklessly.

Long Qingli moved extremely quickly, as soon as he received Xu Hao's order, his figure had already appeared on the battle platform.

boom!

A pair of exquisite fists collided with Yan Lang's iron fist.

Yan Lang, who had always been proud of his strength, unexpectedly retreated dozens of steps involuntarily.

At the same time, the soreness from above his fist also made Yan Lang fearful.

Who is it that possesses such terrifying power?

He returned to the ground, stabilized his figure, and looked up.

Just this one glance made Yan Lang unable to move his eyes away.

At this time, the figure above the sky was too amazing.