The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 169
"Two peaks of the sixth rank, one of the sixth rank, one of the sixth level of god refining, and three great masters of the fifth rank."

After sensing the number of strong men in the hall, Shen Lang's expression also turned cold.

Such a terrifying lineup can already kill seventh-rank warriors.

The background of Emperor Fire Palace is actually so profound.

Even this kind of lineup can be made up.

In contrast, Shenhuozhuang Village is the two heavenly kings in the north and south of the devil city, but the difference is more than 01:30.

Sure enough, any power that can be passed down for a hundred years has secrets that no one knows. If he hadn't visited today, no one would know that the Emperor Fire Palace still has this kind of power hidden.

Danger!

Too dangerous!

After knowing that he has the strength to destroy a top power, Emperor Fire Palace still sent people to ambush him. What does this mean?
It means that Emperor Fire Palace is sure to kill him!

This battle can be regarded as the most dangerous battle since he practiced martial arts, and one careless will be the rhythm of death on the spot.

"I can't passively fall into their trap, I must take the initiative to break the deadlock!"

As his thoughts flashed, Shen Lang immediately broke out the triple secret technique.

Blood, nerves, internal organs, all burning!

"Boom!"

The majestic energy and blood erupted from his body like a boiling volcano.

Do not!
Worse than a volcanic eruption.

Big day!

His body seems to draw a star sun, driven by the brilliant sun, burning all the energy in the body crazily, and sending this energy to the limbs and bones, making him seem to be the son of the sun, the whole body There is a force that is invincible to me.

wrong!

Not the incarnation of the Son of the Sun.

He is the sun!

With a bang, the ground shook!

In an instant, Shen Lang stomped hard on his feet. With the force point as the center, the ground with a diameter of more than ten meters collapsed without hindrance. Large tracts of soil and stone slabs churned like waves, heading towards Surging in all directions!

It was as if there were countless earth dragons turning over together, trying to lift the earth over.

The airflow around Shen Lang suddenly let out an unbearable roar, and the Gangqi exploded violently, and under the explosion of the rolling airflow, he was pushed, and in a blink of an eye, he spanned a distance of more than [-] meters. way, slammed into the hall.

The location chosen was impressively the direction where the great master of refining the gods was standing.

Kill the crispy mage first in the group.

This is the consensus.

Shen Lang is no exception.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the wall on one side of the main hall was smashed into pieces, stone chips flew, and smoke and dust rose everywhere. This sudden change shocked everyone.

Of course, the key point of the daze was still the sentence "Spiritual Alchemist".

However, Shen Lang didn't care about their shock. His spiritual perception was firmly locked on to the Great Master of Alchemy among the seven, an old man with wrinkled skin and a withered complexion.

"This kind of qi and blood... is incomparably comparable to ordinary seventh-rank!"

The old man who refined the gods felt the smoke of Qi and blood penetrating the sky and the earth on Shen Lang's body like a giant pillar reaching the sky, and his face turned pale. This is not a first-time seventh-ranker. They said that they have been immersed in it for several years, and they are all sure of it.

Qi and blood can't match the ordinary seven ranks, and the realm of the gods of refining gods. This is probably because they asked the grand elders of the Tianxian sect to come, and they would have to be frightened and go back.

regret!regret!regret!
He immediately yelled: "Stop him, block him! Once I die, none of you will survive!"

however……

Although the speed of sound transmission was faster than that of Shen Lang, it was obvious that other people did not have the blessing of spiritual perception. When they reacted and subconsciously exploded their energy and blood, they were ready to resist Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was nothing special, it was just that the sword that had been blessed with great strength had already slashed down, mighty and mighty, as if the sky was falling apart.

The terrifying energy and blood condensed on the sword, the terrifying power pervading Shen Lang's body, was like a thunderbolt, destroying the dead, making the withered old man who is only proficient in the method of refining gods widen his eyes and freeze his breath.

Can't stop!
Can't stop!
The sixth level of god refining, he who has only reached the third-rank martial artist in Qi training, how can he block a mighty sword whose blood is not inferior to the senior seventh-rank powerhouse?
Refining God!

Only by practicing the mystical technique can one gain a chance of survival.

"Shen Lang, you forced me to do this!"

The Great Master of Alchemy let out a roar, and in Shen Lang's spiritual induction, a large deep-sea octopus that covered the sky and the sun seemed to appear behind the old man, and the tentacles all over the suction cups directly pulled him into the bottomless depths, even the light The bottom of the deep sea that cannot penetrate, the endless abyss, seemed to suffocate him to death.

Refining mysticism - the endless deep sea!
"Huh!? Refining mysticism?"

Shen Lang's expression froze.

Apart from the light of the sun inherited from the Shen family, this was the first time he had seen other alchemy techniques.

However, it seems that it is not an attack type, but an auxiliary secret technique that simply suffocates the human body.

sizzle...

Brilliant Sun brazenly imagined that in this endless abyss that seemed to drag people into the [-]-meter deep sea, a nuclear fusion blazing sun was directly transmitted into the sea, and the endless high heat evaporated the entire sea, turning it into a A dense, invisible white mist appeared!
The power of the scorching sun can cause mountains and rivers to shatter, and the sun and the moon to turn upside down.

How could it be resisted by a rootless duckweed deep sea.

Huanghuang Lieyang was blessed by Shen Lang's continuous spiritual power, and the speed of falling into the deep sea became faster and faster. The seemingly endless, bottomless abyss of the abyss was instantly penetrated by Lieyang, evaporated, and even entrenched in the deep sea The big octopus, also under the high heat of the sun, seems to have been roasted into dried squid.

"what!"

At the moment when Lie Yang crushed the abyss of the deep sea, the Great Master of Alchemy, who leaned forward to attack with all his strength, immediately let out a scream, his face turned pale, and his spiritual world almost collapsed.

"Valuable experience."

The brilliant sun that Shen Lang visualized was also evaporated from some of the sun's divine fire, which made it look dimmer, and his spirit suffered negligible damage, but within a tenth of a second, the spiritual world was filled again.

The dim solar fire was rekindled.

This scene made the great master of refining gods almost stare out of his eyes, and his mind was once again hit by an unprecedented shock.

fine?

After being hit with all his strength, even the Venerable Alchemy God has to show a little bit of trauma, right?

After all, this is a spiritual contest, and any trauma can be clearly seen.

however……

Shen Lang didn't mean to be affected at all.

monster!

"You monster!"

Facing the majestic sword stabbed by Shen Lang, the eyes of the Great Master of Alchemy, who was in pain under the mental backlash, flashed unprecedented fear, but in the next second...

Cold Mans Mapping!

The sword breaks the void!

The sword of benevolence pierced into the hard head with a sharp sword light.

Bang!
Blood splattered!

Long Feiyang placed high hopes on Shen Lang's weakness, the master of Wenxianzong's god refining, who was killed by Shen Lang's sword before he had time to exert his powerful ability to control the field.

Until his death, Shen Lang didn't know his name, he only knew that he was a great master of refining God hidden in the Emperor Fire Palace.

The dead ones can be regarded as unknown.

"No!"

Seeing Shen Lang simply killed the key point of the comeback, Long Feiyang, Liu Wentao's eyes were tearing apart, and when the great master of refining gods called out that Shen Lang was a revered god of refining gods, they knew that something was going to happen, But unexpectedly, the bad news came so quickly.

Shen Lang was almost as if he had entered the land of no one, and buried their hope with a single sword.

"Without a god refining master, we have no chance of winning against the last seventh-rank body refining immortal."

Wen Tianxianzong's last sixth-rank warrior and the three fifth-rank masters of Emperor Fire Palace were about to withdraw from the battlefield in despair.

In the face of life and death, everyone is a human being.

The weaker the strength, the easier it is to get cold feet.

"Delay, use delaying tactics!"

Seeing this, Liu Wentao yelled wildly, "Look clearly, he used explosive tactics, and his real strength has just entered the seventh rank. It is the explosive tactics that raised his upper limit. As long as we drag it until the end of the secret technique, the seventh rank It can only be slaughtered by us."

He is the master of Emperor Fire Palace, everyone can escape, but he can't.

Ran and egg.

There is a lot to escape.

Even Long Feiyang's eyes flickered, and he felt like retreating.

Shen Lang also ignored Liu Wentao's shout.

Assassinating the great master of refining gods with a single sword, Shen Lang's feet exploded.

Driven by pure power, Shen Lang turned into a thunderbolt, and he fell into a thunderstorm.

Like thunder and lightning tearing apart the void, and like a howling gust of wind, he turned his target and caught up with the fleeing sixth-rank martial artist of Wentian Sect.

Shen Lang has already learned his lesson, if he wants to kill, he must first kill those who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

Even if this kind of person is not strong, all kinds of conspiracies and tricks are hard to guard against, which will make him feel like he is sitting on pins and needles.

Rumble!
Every time Shen Lang exerted his strength, the ground was trampled and collapsed under the transfer of terrifying power, and every time he smashed through the hurricane that was swept by the air current, the souls of the sixth-rank warriors who were being chased were all killed.

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, they turned around and wanted to fight Shen Lang.

but……

In vain.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang pursued four times, killing four people instantly in just one minute.

Flicking the blood on the sword lightly, Shen Lang strode forward and stabbed Liu Wentao with the sword.

He didn't know Long Feiyang.

But Liu Wentao, the owner of the Emperor Fire Palace, he recognized.

This person is also the mastermind behind everything.

It was because of his order that he was forced to be involved in this offensive and defensive battle. When he thought that his hands would be stained with blood again, Shen Lang became resentful towards Liu Wentao.

He has clearly calmed down, but why, why are these people always forcing him?

Force him to kill, force him to destroy the family, force him to be stained with blood.

Can't we use a peaceful way to solve the problems between each other?

Shen Lang didn't want to know why the matter came to this day.

He now wants to find another house and sleep lazily before dawn.

After all, I have only slept for two hours a day for the past half month. Although under the nourishment of the method of refining gods, his spirit is always full and active, but sleeping...

It is one of the three joys of life.

How could Shen Lang be happy to be deprived of one of his pleasures by these villains.

The more he thought about it, the more anger rose in Shen Lang's heart.

Liu Wentao and Long Feiyang sank to the bottom of their hearts when they saw Shen Lang who was approaching with murderous intent.

dead!
Facing a body-refining immortal, or an immortal who was in the period of explosive warfare, they had no chance of winning at all.

They will die here!
beg for mercy?

Seeing Shen Lang's state of swearing not to give up until he killed them, begging for mercy is of no use.

If it is useful, Shenhuozhuang Village will not be slaughtered.

An unprecedented despair enveloped their hearts.

"I'll hold him back, you go, remember that I risked my life to save them, even if the Emperor Fire Palace is broken up, I must keep them."

Liu Wentao took a step forward, and after saying something in a deep voice, he seemed to be aroused with fierceness all over his body, a blood mark suddenly appeared on his face, and he rushed towards Shen Lang with an unprecedented tragedy, "You want to kill me?" Kill me, then we will die together, Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa, open!"

Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa!

Shen Lang watched Liu Wentao whose qi and blood suddenly soared, almost touching the threshold of the seventh rank, and was slightly taken aback.

strange.

It's rare.

This is the first time since he has learned the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa for so long, he has seen others perform the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa, but...

Very fresh.

How to deal with Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa?
Drag to death, consume to death?

When the statute of limitations of the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa passes, even a peak warrior of the sixth rank will not be able to survive if his blood is reduced by half.

but……

There are no absolutes.

What if?
What if Liu Wentao is a genius who removes the side effects of the Qianyuan Blood Burning Dafa, or improves it into a non-lethal version, and insists on delaying the time until the end of his secret method, then...

He may have to spend more energy to deal with Liu Wentao.

So, Shen Lang moved.

When Liu Wentao came to kill him, Shen Lang also accelerated, stomped on his feet, retracted his sword, and punched out.

Seeing Liu Wentao's life-threatening action, Long Feiyang was taken aback for a moment, and then without the slightest hesitation, he immediately turned around and retreated violently.

Before leaving, Long Feiyang took one last look at Liu Wentao, and then...

I also saw Shen Lang.

A shattering golden laser shot straight into his mind like the brilliance of the sun.

Immediately, without moving.

Bang!
The attacks of Shen Lang and Liu Wentao also collided at this moment.

The air wave exploded.

Liu Wentao was like a spinning top being whipped, and was immediately blown away when he met him.

Shengsheng plowed more than ten meters of ditches before barely stopping.

He struggled to get up, pointed at Shen Lang's fist, his voice trembling: "You have practiced the blood refining technique of my Emperor Fire Palace, and even covered half of the arm bone!?"

"good eyesight."

Shen Lang raised his brows and immediately gave a sigh of admiration.

He did cover half of his right arm bone with blood flames, and the progress was almost equal to the century-old efforts of Emperor Fire Palace.

Hearing Shen Lang's confession, Liu Wentao didn't know what it was like in his heart. His supreme mentality of the Emperor Fire Palace, the supreme martial arts, was learned by an outsider for less than a month, and the progress caught up with the Emperor Fire Palace. The gorgeous palace lord of the past dynasties.

This……

This……

An unprecedented horror and despair welled up in Liu Wentao's heart.

"You... you monster!"

Liu Wentao let out a desperate cry, and the next moment, he seemed to be drained of all the strength in his body, blood was flowing everywhere, and the whole person just stood upright, and fell down in response.

"Um?!"

Seeing that Liu Wentao's Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa lasted less than two breaths, Shen Lang couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

"What's the matter? It shouldn't be. Didn't it mean that some masters can often run the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa for more than ten breaths, or even ten minutes? But this... it's only two breaths if you count it all?"

Shen Lang sensed carefully, and when he found that Liu Wentao really had no breath, he thought about it, and still pierced Liu Wentao's heart with his sword.

This top sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years has too many unheard of secret methods. If there is a turtle's breathing technique or a cardiac arrest technique, wouldn't he let go of the greatest evil.

puff!
Hit the heart.

For a long while, there was no movement.

really dead...

Shen Lang felt a little regretful in his heart.

It was not easy to meet a martial artist who practiced the Qianyuan Burning Blood Dafa, but he didn't even have the opportunity to exchange his experience.

Pity.

With a secret thought, Shen Lang retracted his sword, and began to follow the initial induction, walking towards the underground air-raid shelter of the Emperor Fire Palace, without sadness or joy, and indifferently.

A real man who never looks back at the dead soul under the sword!
(End of this chapter)