Kryptonian cultivation, invincibility starts from opening the Demon Suppression Tower

The brothers and sisters fought with them in the martial arts arena, and the atmosphere was lively.

Shen Lang came to the martial arts arena and saw a ranking monument next to it, so he went forward to check it out.

He wanted to know the ranking of himself and his brothers in the sect, as well as the strength of other sect disciples.

Just as Shen Lang was concentrating on checking the ranking monument, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter.

He turned his head and saw that the eldest brother walked down from the martial arts arena with a pale face.

The other sect disciples on the opposite side were full of smugness, and they kept mocking: "Xuantian Sect is just like this, this so-called eldest brother is simply vulnerable."

Shen Lang frowned, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

He walked quickly to the eldest senior brother and asked with concern: "Elder brother, are you okay?"

The eldest senior brother gritted his teeth and said: "I'm fine, it's just that guy's moves are too tricky, I was careless for a moment..."

Shen Lang patted the eldest senior brother on the shoulder and said: "Elder brother, don't take it to heart, watch me get back for you."

After that, Shen Lang flashed and jumped onto the arena. He looked at the provocative disciple with cold eyes and said: "The victory just now made you so arrogant, do you dare to fight me?"

The disciple looked at Shen Lang and smiled disdainfully.

"Oh, you dare to come up like a little kid? The second level of the Xiantian realm? I can knock you down with one hand!" The other party was full of contempt and laughed at Shen Lang wantonly.

Shen Lang's expression did not change, but the coldness in his eyes became even worse: "Is it possible? I'll know after the fight!"

The brothers and sisters in the audience cheered for Shen Lang.

"Brother Shen Lang, come on, let him know how powerful our Xuantian Sect is!"

"Don't be polite to this arrogant guy!"

Shen Lang heard this, and a sense of pride surged in his heart.

He no longer dodged blindly, but saw the right moment and raised his sword to meet the opponent's attack.

The two swords intersected, making a crisp sound.

Shen Lang felt his arm numb, but he gritted his teeth and managed to withstand the force.

The opponent didn't seem to expect Shen Lang to take this move. A trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to his arrogant look: "Humph, you have some skills, but that's all!"

After that, the opponent exerted force again, and his sword skills became more fierce. Every move was accompanied by a sharp wind, as if to put Shen Lang to death.

Shen Lang responded calmly. Although he was at a disadvantage, his eyes were always firm.

He kept telling himself in his heart: "I can't lose. I represent the dignity of Xuantian Sect!"

Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the ground, instantly evaporated by the fierce fighting atmosphere.

The brothers and sisters in the audience were all sweating for Shen Lang.

"Brother Shen Lang, come on!"

"Don't lose to him, we believe in you!"

They clenched their fists, stared at the battle on the stage, and prayed for Shen Lang silently in their hearts.

Under the strong pressure of the opponent, Shen Lang gradually realized some new fighting skills.

He cleverly used his body skills to avoid the opponent's edge, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Every dodge was just right, and every counterattack was full of power.

Finally, Shen Lang seized a tiny mistake of the opponent.

The opponent's footsteps were slightly disordered in the continuous attack, and Shen Lang stabbed out a sword in an instant.

This sword was extremely fast, like lightning across the void.

The opponent had no time to dodge, and his arm was scratched by Shen Lang.

"Ah!" The opponent was in pain and roared, "Boy, you dare to hurt me!" His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

Shen Lang sneered: "This is just the beginning! Next, I will let you know how powerful Xuantian Sect is!"

The battle became more and more intense, and both sides used all their strength.

The whole martial arts field was filled with a tense atmosphere, and everyone was looking forward to the final result of this battle.

When they fought, they found that if it weren't for the realm suppression, Shen Lang's strength was not bad.

Shen Lang could actually fight across two levels!

Everyone was amazed.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect shouted.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Shen Lang was so powerful. He can fight across two levels. He is simply a genius!"

"Yes, if he was at the same level as that guy, I'm afraid he would have won long ago!"

People from other sects were also whispering to each other, with surprised faces.

"When did this Xuantian Sect produce such a monster?"

"It seems that Xuantian Sect can't be underestimated. We must be careful in the future."

At this time, the battle was in full swing.

Although the opponent's offensive was still fierce, it was obvious that he was a little slow because of his injury.

Shen Lang saw the right moment and used the sword moves he had learned in the sword tomb. The sword shadow flickered and he attacked the opponent with an unstoppable momentum.

The opponent hurriedly resisted, but was still forced to retreat by Shen Lang's sword moves.

"Good! Brother Shen Lang, you fight well!" The brothers and sisters in the audience shouted excitedly.

Shen Lang pursued the victory and the sword force continued to fall like a storm. The opponent gradually found it difficult to resist and revealed a flaw.

Shen Lang stabbed out a sword fiercely, like a dragon out of the sea, with a momentum like a rainbow, pointing directly at the opponent's chest.

Just when the tip of the sword was about to touch the opponent, the opponent widened his eyes in horror and shouted hoarsely: "I give up!"

Shen Lang put away the sword in time, and the sword stopped steadily when it was only a millimeter away from the opponent's chest.

He looked at the other person coldly, his eyes were like ice, and his voice was like a cold spring: "Remember, don't underestimate Xuantian Sect! The dignity of Xuantian Sect cannot be trampled on by anyone! Today I am just giving you a small lesson. If you do it again next time, I will not let you off easily!"

The opponent was full of shame, his face flushed red, he dared not raise his head, like an eggplant hit by frost, he walked down the arena with his head down.

At this time, a disciple from another sect stood up and snorted coldly: "It's just a small competition, winning or losing is common, why be so aggressive!"

Hearing this, Shen Lang turned his head to look at the disciple, his mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile: "Hey, you jumping clown, why didn't you say anything just now? Now you are not convinced after losing?"

"That man was so arrogant just now, humiliating my Xuantian Sect in every way. If I don't teach him a lesson, won't people think that my Xuantian Sect disciples are bullied?"

Shen Lang continued: "Besides, I just gave him a taste of his own medicine. . If your disciples knew how to respect others, how could they end up like this? "

The disciple's face turned pale after being told by Shen Lang, but he still argued: "You are just lucky, fight again next time if you have the ability!"

Shen Lang laughed: "Haha, fight again? Do you think I am afraid of you? With your ability, you will lose no matter how many times you come!"

The disciples of Xuantian Sect shouted in unison: "Junior Brother Shen Lang said it well!"

Shen Lang crossed his arms, looked around at the other party, and said loudly: "My Xuantian Sect has always valued peace, but we are not afraid of any provocation! Today's matter, I hope you will take care of yourself!"