Chapter 3952 (1/2)
Not long after, Shen Lang had already reached the mountainside, and two more monks of the three saints tried to intercept him, and he killed them with fierce means.
The tiger shark people around the mountain forest saw that Shen Lang was so fierce that even the immortal was not his opponent. They were so scared that they did not dare to go near Shen Lang any more.
Just as Shen Lang continued to climb the mountain, the emissary of Ming Feng and eight monks of Sansheng sect rushed to the mountainside and stopped in front of Shen Lang.
”It's you!”
The ghost wind Saint made his eyes stare at the waves, showing an incredible expression.
He never thought that he would meet the chosen one again in the cloud world.
”Ha ha ha, isn't this the holy emissary of the netherworld wind? Long time no see
Shen Lang glanced at the holy emissary of Ming Feng on the high slope not far away and said with a sneer.
The ghost wind Saint changed his face several times, and finally reacted. He gritted his teeth and roared, ”are you the fish who was caught in the sea before?”
Before the riots in the sea area, when the sanshengjiao friars army against the sea people, escaped two fish.
The cloud scorpion Saint envoy also went to chase and kill the two monks, but he was not successful, but was forced to ask for help.
The holy emissary of the netherworld wind couldn't figure out what strange person was the opponent that even the holy emissary of cloud scorpion couldn't defeat. Now, it turns out that he was the chosen one!
As strong as cloud scorpion, those arrogant and arrogant people are reduced to the point of asking for help. It can be seen that this day's electors are not simple.
Dark wind Saint makes the color of deep fear flash in the fundus of eyes.
”So what, so what? Ming Feng, you are not lucky to run into me here today
Shen Lang chuckled and immediately swung the sword in his hand and chopped at the envoy of Ming Feng Sheng.
Now that he has met the Ming wind holy emissary, Shen Lang has no choice but to fight with him. I think the Ming wind holy emissary will not let him go.
It's better to have a big fight than to shrink!
Shen Lang is confident that he can defeat the other side as long as he is sealed in the sea of clouds. After all, his gold body and jade body cultivation has reached the top stage, and his physical quality is slightly higher than that of ordinary Luo Tianxian.
”I don't want to be ashamed, but I want you to be a little celestial friar. What are your abilities?”
Seeing that Shen Lang was cutting with a knife, Ming Fengsheng became angry. He turned his hand, pulled out the long curved sword at his waist and stabbed it straight out.
The shape of this sword drawn by the emissary of Ming Feng Sheng is strange. The body of the sword is twisted like a snake, and the blade is flashing green. It seems to contain poison.
This treasure is called ”green snake sword”. It is a spirit level immortal treasure collected by the Ming wind Saint envoy. The blade contains highly toxic. Once it is pierced into the monk's flesh and blood, it will instantly corrode the monk's flesh and blood, meridians, organs and even four limbs.
This feature alone is enough to make the green snake sword far superior to other Xianbao weapons in the sea of clouds.
”Dang!”
When swords intersect, they spark.
The small green snake sword in the hand of the master of the netherworld wind fiercely resisted the chopping of the shenlang sword.
Shen Lang's right arm was a little numb, but the emissary of Ming Feng stepped back a few steps. His face was very gloomy, and he seemed to feel Shen Lang's amazing physical strength.
He is worthy of being chosen by heaven. No matter how he plays, he can feel a sense of pressure and tension.
In the eyes of the wind sage, the opportunity to kill is revealed. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. This time, I can't let the waves go again!