God of Undead

Chapter 17 Reversal!seriously injure the opponent

"Wind Shadow Sword!" Shen Chen narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a solemn expression appeared on his face, and his figure quickly rolled to the right.

What Lang Zheng used was the "Wind Shadow Sword" known for its speed and weirdness. It specialized in assassination and quick attack!

Lang Zheng missed a single blow, and jumped out again fiercely, like a ghost, following him like a shadow, Sen Han's sword light was like a gangrene on the tarsus, and the sword couldn't leave Shen Chen's vital point!

After Shen Chen rolled a few times, he still had no chance to stand up, let alone use his kung fu to resist.

"Shua, shua, shua..." A bright silver light shone behind Shen Chen, almost passing by Shen Chen's neck several times.

"I can't go on like this! I'm too passive." Taking advantage of the opportunity of rolling, Chen Chen suddenly punched out and hit the ground hard. With this impact, Chen Chen turned over and finally stood up.

"Not bad! The reaction is quite fast!" Lang Zheng said, his speed suddenly increased again, spinning around Shen Chen like a whirlwind.

The afterimages drawn by the silvery sword lights surrounded Shen Chen's body, if he was not careful, he would be stabbed by the sword lights, leaving a transparent hole in his body!
"The power of the stormy waves!" Shen Chen didn't dare to hide his clumsiness any longer, and hurriedly used his strongest move so far.

Dao Dao fist shadows are like rushing waves, washing away in waves, and the iron rings on the fists collide with the silver bright sword light again and again.

At first, Lang Zheng didn't feel anything, but as time went by, Shen Chen's fist speed became faster and faster, but the strength of each punch did not weaken because of this, but was constantly superimposed.

Two thousand catties!Two thousand one hundred catties!Two thousand two hundred catties... Even though Lang Zheng has the strength of the third peak of the blood fusion state, each sword has a strength of three thousand catties, but he is also suppressed by Shen Chen's wave-like fist shadow.

"You are really good! You actually forced me to use my ultimate move! Try my ultimate move! Xuanying Kill!" Lang Zheng shouted, the silver light in his hand suddenly condensed, and thousands of sword shadows suddenly dissipated. Congeal a little.

This bit of sword light, like the stars in the night sky, exudes an endless and boundless atmosphere, the sword light suddenly spins, and stabs straight at Shen Chen!

"The stormy sea!" Shen Chen also yelled angrily, the originally incomparably swift shadow of the fist was withdrawn sharply, and the right fist was slowly pushed out from the waist, the speed was extremely slow, but it contained extremely strong strength.

With a sound of "Boom!", Shen Chen's fist collided with Lang Zheng's sword light, making a loud noise that shook the sky.

A ripple visible to the naked eye spread from the intersection of Shen Chen and Lang Zheng's fists and swords!
"Bang..." Shen Chen was thrown like a sack, flying a full dozen meters away, and landed on the ground hard.

On the other side, Lang Zheng also felt uncomfortable, and stepped back a full five or six meters to stabilize his figure.

"Sure enough, Senior Brother Lang Zheng is slightly better!"

"Senior brother Lang Zheng is worthy of being one of the four little tigers of the inner sect!"

The surrounding outer disciples were discussing one after another, looking at Lang Zheng with admiration in their eyes.

"Pfft..." At this moment, Lang Zheng suddenly opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood, his body suddenly took a few big steps back, and then he staggered and fell down.

"Uh... what's going on here?"

"Impossible! Brother Lang Zheng obviously won? Why did you suddenly vomit blood?"

The outer disciples stared wide-eyed, looked at each other, and looked at Lang Zheng lying on the ground in disbelief.

It was clearly Lang Zheng who took the lead, but in the end there was a sudden and weird turnaround. Many outer disciples, including the outer deacons and inner disciples, couldn't see the reason.

And Lu Hao, the blue-faced wolf who was in charge of this assessment, stared at Shen Chen deeply.

"This kid, he can actually cultivate the "Storm of the Vast Sea" to such an extent! He can use the double wave at the mere second level of the Blood Melting Realm! Not bad!" The green-faced wolf nodded secretly, with a faint expression on his face. Approving look.

At this moment, Shen Chen, who was thrown more than ten meters away by the huge impact force, struggled to get up from the ground.

Although he was naked long ago, and there were still several hideous wounds on his body, which were bleeding continuously, but Chen Chen exuded a strong fighting spirit, a never-speaking The momentum of defeat!

Lang Zheng struggled for a long time, and finally got up from the ground. Seeing Shen Chen standing upright, with a strong fighting spirit exuding from his whole body, he suddenly smiled wryly.

Others don't know, but Lang Zheng knows his own situation perfectly!
Just now, when Lang Zheng fought hard with Shen Chen, the strength from Shen Chen's fist was not one wave, but two waves!

If it were half a year ago when Lang Zheng was at its heyday, Shen Chen's Folding Waves would have only slightly injured Lang Zheng at most. Only serious injuries are left.

"You won!" Lang Zheng took a deep look at Shen Chen, and said loudly, without any frustration on his face, on the contrary, he admired Shen Chen.

Seeing that Lang Zheng had voluntarily surrendered, Shen Chen understood that Lang Zheng must have been seriously injured, so he stopped pestering him and nodded to Lang Zheng.

"Senior Brother Lang Zheng, you admit it!" Shen Chen smiled and reached out his hand.

Seeing Shen Chen stretching out his hand, Lang Zheng also had a smile on his face, stepped forward to give Shen Chen a slap, and nodded.

"Shen Chen wins!" The outer door deacon announced loudly.

"Wow..." The surrounding outer disciples, including the dozen or so inner disciples, all had unbelievable expressions on their faces.

(End of this chapter)