Chapter 712 (1/2)
”Are you Wang Tiangu?” Shen Lang's face was uncertain. He seemed to be under control.
”Mr. Shen, you can think so.” The bald head Wu Xiu said.
”What about the people I want?” Shen Lang's face was overcast.
Wu Xiu, with a stiff face, said, ”it depends on Mr. Shen. Do you have this ability?”
As soon as the words were heard, the ten martial arts practitioners around set up their swords and swords one after another, or put out their hands. They could not help but attack the waves.
Shen Lang's heart was filled with awe. There were too many people. In the early stage of nine questions, in the middle stage of one, in the late stage.
In a hurry, Shen Lang didn't follow the routine. He took out the rocket launcher from the storage ring, jumped up and fired a shot at the group of Wuxiu in the air.
”Boom!”
There was a big bang in the fire.
All the martial arts practitioners dodged one after another, and two of them were injured by the aftershock of the artillery and vomited blood.
Since the return of Qingfengshan, Shen Lang has collected some hot weapons in his storage bag, and now they are finally used.
Seeing that the situation was not right, bald Wu Xiu slapped hard at the waves in the air.
Shen Lang put away his rocket gun and shot a snowflake palm with all his strength.
The two palms collided and Shen Lang flew out.
”Bang when” a, the body hit in the rear of a van.
Shen Lang immediately got up and looked a little ugly.
Barely defend a palm, although he did not get hurt, but with the bald man against palm, Shen Lang probably understand the strength level of the other side.
This man is stronger than Zhao Jianfei, but weaker than XiMenqing.
It's a one-on-one win. But now most of his martial arts are besieged. Shen Lang is not sure. He has to fight!
The bareheaded Wu Xiu flew towards the heavy waves and was very fierce.
Shen Lang immediately took out the meteorite knife from the storage bag and slashed it wildly.
The two quickly tangled with each other, and the rest of the martial arts practitioners also attacked the waves one after another.
Only ten seconds later, Shen Lang's forehead was sweating, and he couldn't hold it.
He is not Yang Wei. It's hard to resist the siege of so many people.
”Drink!”
With a low drink from Wu Xiu, his arms were blue, his palms were pushed forward, and a strong palm wind swept away towards the waves.
This is one of the eight sects in Kunlun Mountain, the unique skill of the Iron Palm sect, Heisha palm.
Shen Lang set up a meteorite knife to split Huashan with all his strength.
”Boom” of a blast, set off a storm around, dust everywhere.
Shen Lang just used a high-intensity move, and a group of people attacked him again.
”Yi La” a, a Wu Xiu holds a long sword to stab to the waist abdomen of Shen Lang, draw a bloodstain.
Fortunately, Shen Lang dodged in time, otherwise he almost stabbed a blood hole.
Shen Lang broke out in a cold sweat. I can't wait any longer!
The longer you delay, the worse you will be.
Shen Lang just asked about the cultivation in the middle of the realm. He couldn't stand the consumption of the wheel fight.
Now the only chance is to burst out all his most powerful killing moves in one breath, and then swallow the Buqi pill to have some hope of victory.
After paying attention, Shen Lang takes a magic light step and jumps into the air.
Bareheaded Wu Xiu flew up from below.
”It's snowy!”
Shen Lang put up the meteor knife with both hands and whirled in mid air. Countless pieces of gas fell down like meteors.
Catching up with the bareheaded Wu Xiu, he saw the gas of the sword pouring down from his head and face, and quickly took out his hand to defend.
A group of martial arts practitioners below didn't rush to dodge. They set up swords one after another, or put out their hands to defend the sword Qi falling from the sky.
”Dong Dong Dong!”