Kryptonian cultivation, invincibility starts from opening the Demon Suppression Tower

Zhao Kuangshan's face was also slightly pale. He didn't expect Shen Lang to be able to fight him so far.

"Shen Lang, I didn't expect you to be so capable." Zhao Kuangshan said with a heavy breath.

Shen Lang sneered: "There are many things you didn't expect."

Xue Lingling, who was not far away, saw Shen Lang vomiting blood and was anxious.

She took advantage of Meng Ran's distraction and immediately found an opportunity to send a message to Xue Linglong for help.

She saw her lips move slightly, and a subtle spiritual power fluctuation came out quietly, carrying her full of anxiety and expectation.

Meng Ran noticed Xue Lingling's little action and shouted angrily: "Little girl, you dare to play tricks!" As he said, his attack became more fierce, trying to stop Xue Lingling's voice transmission.

Xue Lingling gritted her teeth and struggled to resist Meng Ran's offensive, silently praying in her heart that Xue Linglong could receive her voice transmission as soon as possible and come to help.

At this time, Shen Lang's battle with Zhao Kuangshan also entered a white-hot stage.

Shen Lang dodged left and right, and his clothes were cut by the sword energy in several places. Blood oozed from the wounds, staining his clothes red.

Zhao Kuangshan also gradually felt a little powerless. He didn't expect Shen Lang to be so tenacious. He obviously had the advantage in realm, but he couldn't defeat him completely.

"Shen Lang, you kid, how long are you going to hold on!" Zhao Kuangshan roared, waving the sword in his hand more frantically.

Shen Lang panted and responded: "As long as I have a breath, I won't let you succeed!"

At this time, Xue Lingling finally broke free from Meng Ran's entanglement and rushed to Shen Lang.

Her hair was messy, her face was full of sweat and anxiety, and she didn't care to tidy up her appearance. She said anxiously: "Shen Lang, how are you injured?"

Her eyes were full of deep worry, and she stretched out her slender fingers tremblingly, wanting to check the shocking wounds on Shen Lang's body.

Shen Lang didn't want to implicate Xue Lingling, he knew the danger of this battle.

Taking advantage of Xue Lingling's unpreparedness, he suddenly pushed her away from the battlefield. His movements were resolute and powerful, and he shouted loudly: "Go, I'll handle this alone!"

Xue Lingling staggered and almost fell to the ground.

After she stood firm, the flames of anger and stubbornness instantly ignited in her eyes. She was eager to rush back again and shouted: "Shen Lang, I won't leave, let's fight together!"

Shen Lang's eyes were as firm as iron, looking directly at Zhao Kuangshan, and roared: "Don't come over, Lingling! This is my battle!" His voice was hoarse but full of power, the veins on his forehead bulged, and sweat mixed with blood flowed down his cheeks.

Zhao Kuangshan saw this and raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, "Humph, Shen Lang, you are really a hero, but you are destined to lose to me today!"

His eyes were full of disdain and complacency, and the sword in his hand was waved casually, as if he had already won.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand again, exuding a resolute aura: "Come on!"

At this moment, the sinister Meng Ran took the opportunity to attack Shen Lang.

While Shen Lang was concentrating on dealing with Zhao Kuangshan, he approached silently, and the sword in his hand flashed with a sinister light, stabbing Shen Lang's back.

However, Xue Lingling, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, discovered Meng Ran's despicable behavior in time.

She opened her beautiful eyes wide, and was furious. She shouted: "Shameless!" She flew up in an instant and kicked Meng Ran fiercely.

Meng Ran did not expect Xue Lingling to react so quickly. He was kicked back by this sudden kick and fell heavily to the ground, in a miserable state.

"Meng Ran, you sinister villain, actually did such a despicable thing!" Xue Lingling scolded angrily.

At this time, Shen Lang was unaware of the changes behind him, and still stared at Zhao Kuangshan, ready to face the next fierce battle.

Shen Lang felt a sweet taste in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.

But he didn't hesitate at all and smeared the blood on the sword.

Then, he held the hilt tightly with both hands and circulated the little spiritual power left in his body according to the method that Xue Lingling and Xue Mengya had taught him.

The sword was instantly covered by a strange red light, and Shen Lang's surroundings also exuded a palpitating breath.

He waved the blood sword and attacked Zhao Kuangshan.

Seeing Shen Lang's crazy look, Zhao Kuangshan couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Shen Lang, do you think you can defeat me like this? It's just a fool's dream!" As he said, he raised his sword to meet Shen Lang's attack.

The two swords intersected again, making a harsh sound.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and looked for his flaws in the fight with Zhao Kuangshan.

Zhao Kuangshan had just broken through the first level of the Sea Breaking Realm, and his realm was still unstable, so there was occasionally a slight stagnation when the spiritual power in his body was running.

Shen Lang keenly caught this and began to flatter.

His mind quickly flashed through the battle scenes of killing monsters with Xue Lingling and Xue Mengya in the past two days. Those fierce battle scenes and the understanding of life and death moments came like a tide at this moment.

He poured all his spiritual power into the blood sword frantically, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if resisting this powerful force.

Just when Shen Lang was almost unable to hold on, he actually felt a trace of the edge of the domain.

Although this trace of domain power was weak, it instantly made Zhao Kuangshan's body stiffen uncontrollably.

His face showed a look of horror, and he wanted to struggle but couldn't move.

Shen Lang seized this excellent opportunity, shouted loudly, and swung a sword with all his strength.

This sword, with his anger and unyielding, hit Zhao Kuangshan fiercely.

Zhao Kuangshan flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

After landing, Zhao Kuangshan's face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of disbelief and horror.

He tried to struggle to get up, but found that the spiritual power in his body was in disorder and could not be condensed at all.

"Puff!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhao Kuangshan's breath instantly wilted. His realm actually began to fall, sliding down from the first level of the Sea-breaking Realm until he barely stabilized at the peak of the Condensing Pill Realm.

"No! This is impossible!" Zhao Kuangshan roared wildly, his voice full of despair and unwillingness.

At this time, although Shen Lang was also exhausted, he finally let out a breath of anger when he saw Zhao Kuangshan's miserable state.

"Zhao Kuangshan, those who do evil will die by themselves, this is your end!" Shen Lang leaned on the blood sword, panting heavily, and sweat and blood kept dripping.

Zhao Kuangshan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he muttered to himself, "Impossible, how could you possibly defeat me? I'm at the Pi Hai realm..."