The martial arts practitioners in the Palace of Paradise took a breath of cold air, and a storm broke out in their hearts.

Fan Hong is the elder of their Pure Land who is the most powerful in the Pure Land. He can't stand Shen Lang's move? His sword was cut off by the other party.

With a "bang", Fan Hong fell into the soil and his face turned like earth in an instant.

This kid's cultivation level has reached the peak of the realm of transformation. Did he always pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger before? "Impossible!" Even at the peak of the realm of transformation, it is impossible to be so strong! The long blue sword in his hand is the sword given by the palace master Lu Rulong himself. It is a low-grade holy weapon and is powerful.

Even the holy weapon can be cut off, how is that possible? Fan Hong's face is extremely difficult to see, and he cannot accept this fact.

No, it was the knife in this kid's hand! A trace of splendor appeared in Fan Hong's eyes, and he instantly locked on the purple-gold long sword in Shen Lang's hand. The breath of the Duan Meng Sword is indeed amazing.

"The best holy weapon!" Only the best holy weapon can exert such great power.

"This kid got a top-grade holy weapon, grab him!" Fan Hong roared wildly with blood on his mouth.

With a command, all the martial artists of the Pure Land Palace rushed forward.

A trace of disdain flashed across Shen Lang's face. He had just agreed to fight alone but could not beat him, so he asked someone to get on.

The martial arts practitioners in the Palace of Paradise are just talking nonsense.

Seeing everyone rushing up, Shen Lang waved the Break Dream Sword crazy.

"Feng Wu!" With a low shout, Shen Lang raised the Dream Break Sword in his hand, rotated on the spot, and his whole person turned into a afterimage.

"Boom!" For a moment, countless sword lights gushed out from the blade of Duan Meng's knife, forming a circular vortex, attacking the martial artists of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Seeing the violent roaring sword lights all over the sky, the martial arts cultivators of the Jile Palace were shocked and all showed unbelievable attacks that could be launched by the martial arts cultivators of the True Transformation Realm? "Swords subdued Shura!" Fan Hong took a breath of cold air, but he didn't expect that Shen Lang could actually practice such a terrifying sword move.

Borrowing the power of the top-grade holy weapon, after Shen Lang's attack, nine martial artists from the Palace of Paradise fell into a pool of blood and died immediately.

Seeing Shen Lang so fiercely, the group of martial artists who surrounded him showed horror expressions.

He killed nine people in one move, and this person was too terrible.

"Don't panic, work together to siege him. Even if this kid has a top-grade holy weapon in his hand, we can consume him to death if we fight in the wheel!" Fan Hong shouted, took out a new long sword from the storage ring and took the lead in slashing at Shen Lang.

A group of martial artists in the Pure Land Palace were sure and immediately attacked Shen Lang again.

Although Shen Lang was very sure to win, it was still a bit difficult to deal with so many martial arts practitioners in the realm at the same time.

Even if you can kill all these people, your consumption will be very large.

When he flew out of the Ling Palace Tower, he would inevitably attract the attention of a large number of martial artists in Diancang Mountain. It is estimated that a large number of martial artists have approached here.

Shen Lang needed to preserve his strength, so he simply adopted a conservative style of fighting and fought with a large number of martial artists in the Palace of Paradise.

"Diet!" Fan Hong looked violent and slashed at him with a fierce look.

Shen Lang showed a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and he was too lazy to dodge.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall on Shen Lang's shoulder, Fan Hong showed a hint of joy on his face, thinking that I finally succeeded now.

He wanted to cut Shen Lang into a disabled person with one knife.

"Dang!" Fan Hong's sword indeed slashed Shen Lang's right shoulder.
Chapter completed!