"boom!"

The Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm is the unique skill of the Zhao family, and it can produce extremely sharp palm power from the air.

Seeing the extremely sharp palm wind suddenly emanating from Zhao Gang's palms, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, and of course he could feel the huge power of the Mount Sumeru Divine Palm.

However, in order to maximize the shattering of Zhao Gang's self-esteem, Shen Lang was too lazy to fight back and dodge, and decided to have a good show.

Shen Lang immediately used the Divine Radiance Sutra and the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art.

Seeing that his palm power was about to hit Shen Lang, Zhao Gang showed a smug smile on his lips, thinking that this kid could not even avoid his own palm wind. It turned out to be a garbage.

But the next scene surprised everyone.

Zhao Gang's palm wind hit Shen Lang firmly and broke Shen Lang's protective energy. However, Shen Lang was not knocked away by the imagination, but stood there, as if nothing was wrong.

Amid the screams of everyone, Shen Lang's white robe on his upper body was shattered by Zhao Gang's palm wind, and layers of golden light were emitted from his body. Under the scorching sun, he could still see the golden light on his body very clearly.

Shen Lang's upper body emitted a trace of golden light, like a god of war, with a terrifying aura. Under the impact of Zhao Gang's palm power, his blood and blood surged all over his body, and he took a few steps back, without any serious damage.

For a moment, everyone took a breath of cold air. What kind of exercise is this?

Zhao Gang had such an amazing palm. Shen Lang didn't even hide, but directly blocked it with his body?

The audience was shocked!

Everyone could not hide their shocked expressions on their faces. Hua Ziling in the crowd looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, incredible.

"The Indestructible Divine Art!!!"

Yi Xuan on the stage couldn't help but stand up, his eyebrows and eyes narrowed, showing an extremely shocked expression.

"The upper level of the heavenly level, the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art!" Yi Tianfeng couldn't help but roar.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Jin also had a storm in their hearts. They had to admit it even if they didn't want to admit it. This kid was so amazing, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a peerless genius.

What is the concept of the upper level of the Heavenly Level? Shen Canghai can defeat Lu Rulong, who is at the peak of the mid-stage Vajra Realm with his cultivation level in the early stage of the Vajra Realm, with his Vajra Indestructible God.

If a martial artist in the virtual realm can practice a top-level heavenly level martial art, his combat power will not be as simple as doubling.

Shen Canghai nodded slightly, showing a satisfied expression. Although the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art is not difficult to get started, he can reach the first level so quickly. It seems that his son is a genius of cultivation.

Shangguan Long also showed a hint of surprise and congratulated: "Junior brother, Master Shen is so young that he can use the Indestructible Divine Art. It seems that his fortune will probably be even greater than that of you in the future!"

"It's true, this is my son of Shen Canghai." Shen Canghai smiled, feeling very happy.

A group of elders from the Yi family showed envious expressions, and Shen Lang was so amazing.

"Grass, this is impossible!"

The one who was most unwilling to accept was Zhao Gang. His eyes were wide open and his face looked like earth, and he didn't want to accept this fact.

Shen Lang stood and asked him to beat him, but he didn't even beat Shen Lang. This was a great shame! Zhao Gang felt an unparalleled sense of frustration in his heart.

"No, it's absolutely impossible!"

Zhao Gang's face was ferocious, and he rushed towards Shen Lang like a mad dog, and slapped Shen Lang hard with a move toward Mount Sumeru.

When he was close, Shen Lang did not dare to take it head-on, mainly because his Vajra Indestructible Magical Art has now reached the superficial stage.

There is naturally no problem in defending Zhao Gang's attack, but you can't stand and let the opponent fight.

Shen Lang clenched his right fist and hit the seven-injury final with all his strength.

Fist and palms intersect.

With a loud "boom", a huge wave of air started to swell around, and the sky was covered with dust.

Zhao Gang flew out, fell to the ground, and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

Even though his internal strength is much stronger than Yi Fei, he still cannot resist Shen Lang's seven-injury fist.

However, Zhao Gang practiced Mount Sumeru Divine Palm to Mahayana. In addition, Mount Sumeru Divine Palm itself is a palm technique that focuses on defense, so he barely resisted the seven-injury general formula of Shen Lang's full-strength attack, but he suffered some minor injuries.

"It's just this level. Are you embarrassed to say that you are a genius?" Shen Lang closed his fists and glanced at Zhao Gang who was lying on the ground, with a hint of mockery on his lips.

"Bastard!" Zhao Gang immediately got up from the ground, feeling extremely humiliated.

Zhao Gang, who was angry and embarrassed, no longer hesitated and immediately took out a blood-colored sword from the storage ring. A layer of stream of light lingered in the sword body, shining coldly, and his breath was imposing!

"Holy Artifact!"

A group of elders of the Yi family and Zhao family in front of the stage were shocked.

Shen Lang was also surprised. He didn't expect that Zhao Gang actually had a holy weapon?

No! A martial artist of Zhao Gang's level is unlikely to have a chance to obtain a holy weapon. It is probably given to him by his father Zhao Jin.

In front of the stands, Yi Xuan turned his eyes to Zhao Feng on the side and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhao, the duel between juniors actually uses a holy weapon! Isn't this a bit too much, right?"

Zhao Feng was a little embarrassed, and this behavior was indeed a bit shameful. But Zhao Jin insisted on doing that, and he had no choice.

Zhao Jin said seriously: "Brother Yi is such a bad word. The two clans are good at martial arts and do not say that they cannot use holy tools. Who asked Brother Shen to take out a rare holy weapon like a first-place reward item? Since it is a reward item, my Zhao family naturally wants to compete for the first place!"

I have to say that Zhao Jin is really a good person. By saying this, it can reduce the hatred of Yi Xuan, Shen Canghai and others towards him, and find a suitable reason to make excuses.

"This..." Yi Xuan frowned, thinking to himself that he wasn't a damn person? He was so useless to make the holy weapon!

"You might as well let him use the holy weapon." Shen Canghai said coldly. He knew that Shen Lang also had holy weapons in his hand, and they were two medium-grade holy weapons.

In case of defeat, Shen Lang can easily defeat Zhao Gang as long as he displays a holy weapon at will.

The elders of the Yi family looked a little ugly and their expressions were very dissatisfied. Unexpectedly, the Zhao family was so insidious that they actually gave the younger generation the holy weapon, so there was almost no suspense in this duel.

The main reason is that the power of the holy weapon is too strong. Even if the martial arts practitioners in the early stage of the transformation realm can only exert one or two percent of the power of the holy weapon, just one or two percent of the power can beat martial arts practitioners of the same level.

The blood-colored long sword in Zhao Gang's hand was not as good as the Dragon Bird Sword, and it should be a low-grade holy weapon. But even the low-grade holy weapon was enough to shock Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang, I told you before that if I don't defeat you today, I will not be named Zhao! The first one of these two clans who are good at martial arts is mine!" Zhao Gang raised the long sword of the holy weapon, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Is that so? Then I will teach you how to be a human being now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of splendor flashed in Shen Lang's eyes. He immediately took out the Qingli Sword from the storage ring, and took action in a move to win the wind and win the moon.

"bite!"

The long sword in Shen Lang's hand let out a soft moan, drew a semicircular arc in the air, and attacked Zhao Gang like lightning, with an outrageous speed.

The long sword seemed to turn into three long swords, attacking from three directions and stabbing Zhao Gang.

"Returning the Wind and Moon-Snatching the Moon? It's the Thirteen Deadly Swords!"

Shangguan Long in front of the stage shrank his eyes and a storm broke out in his heart!

"What? Thirteen Deadly Swords?" Yi Xuan and other elders of the Yi family were shocked.

The Thirteen Deadly Swords are a mid-level martial art that is famous for Linhai Tianshan Mountain. I don’t expect to see it in Shen Lang, a junior today!

"good!"

Chen Canghai praised, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. Shen Lang's Death-Saving Thirteen Swords were not the kind of virtual move of the third style of the Moon-Saving Thirteen Swords, but a real move!

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang could use the moves from the Thirteen Death Swords in just ten days. It really gave Chen Canghai a great surprise.

The Qingli Sword drew a moon arc from three directions and slashed towards Zhao Gang.
Chapter completed!