Ji Chengwu was already seriously injured, and was as dirty as a beggar, and he did not have the transparent wings that could be transformed into by a master of Lingwu Realm.

In critical moments, he punched out his right fist, blocking the powerful Tianshui Blade in the sky, and printed his left hand towards Shen Lang's right fist!

"Even if you suffer a serious injury and confusion in spiritual power, the master of the Spiritual Martial Realm is not something that a junior like you can underestimate. You..."

Ji Chengwugang thought so, and the next second, an inhuman scream resounded throughout the sky!

"ah!"

As soon as Shen Lang's punch touched his palm, the black and white energy instantly wrapped the palm of his left hand. The palm, which was originally as thin as a ghost claw, changed dramatically. The flesh and blood, including the spiritual power wrapped on it, were all swallowed by the black and white energy, revealing a terrifying bone!

The most terrifying thing is that all this did not happen in the palm of his hand, but was still extending rapidly towards his arm!

"impossible!"

Ji Chengwu was so scared that he was scattered. After screaming, he turned his right hand into a knife and pointed everything at his left arm!

Before the black and white energy reached the top of his arm, he cut his left arm down from his shoulder!

"Old dog, the time is coming to pay off the debt!"

Shen Lang's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he was as cruel as a beast in the wilderness.

His terrifying fist accompanied by the terrifying energy that changed Ji Chengwu's face, it immediately poured all the spiritual power armor on the latter's body like a flood!

"Click"

As a terrifying energy ripple spread out, a terrifying crackling sound suddenly sounded in the air.

In just a moment, in Ji Chengwu's fearful gaze, the spiritual armor that was so strong that it could completely block the Qiwu realm warriors were rapidly spreading out cracks.

Seeing that the crack was covering the entire armor, Ji Chengwu started roaring like a wild beast!

He had already seen the strangeness of Shen Lang's fist, so how dare he let him hit his body again?

With just a touch, he lost a hand. If he was hit by this punch, he would definitely be alive this time!

"Asian Shield Protects!"

At the critical moment, the magic master who grew up in the killing bit his tongue suddenly, and a small triangular blood shield blocked his chest.

"boom!"

The blood-colored shield burst out with a fierce light, and finally blocked Shen Lang's punch. At this moment, Ji Chengwu kicked Shen Lang with one kick.

"call out!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air came...

The master of the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm, under such a life-and-death situation, has a full-strength attack... even other martial artists of the Sixth level of the Lingwu Realm dare not compete head-on!

Shen Lang's eyes sterned, his hands crossed in front, blocking the kick.

At this time, the two of them were in mid-air, without any means of leveraging their power, and there was only this method of blocking in critical moments, and it was impossible to even avoid them.

"Puff!"

The master of the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm kicked with all his strength under the threat of death, and with strong power, he broke Shen Lang's defense of both hands, and then stepped on his hands on his chest!

"Crack!" Several terrifying sounds of bone breaking sounded. The inner armor, which was damaged by the energy impact of the "Nether Demon Tribulation", no longer played its role. Shen Lang was hit hard.

But the thunder power in his body also blasted into the opponent's body at this time!

The two of them groaned at the same time, separated in the air, and their bodies were like birds that had lost their wings, falling weakly onto the surging water surface.

The waves were surging, and both of them were lost.

...

On the bamboo building on the edge of Tayun Academy, the water dances lightly and the clothes flutter, and the long hair is also flying in the wind.

She stood beside the bamboo building and looked at the Feng River in the distance, where the waves were surging and the torrential flow were surging.

The rain is getting heavier...

Shui Qingwu kept replaying everything that happened in the Shen family’s martial arts performance arena.

The aggressive but also made people feel excited and excited, constantly flashing in her mind.

Shen Lang's calm and composed figure always reminded her of the ghost-faced man she met in Heifeng Ridge that night.

The temperaments of both sides are too similar.

But after returning to Tayun Academy, she specially found a few Shen Lang's classmates and asked him what weapons he had used before, but no one could really explain it.

"Shen Lang, he likes to use his fists when fighting. Once, the academy held a trial. It is said that he killed a first-level monster with his fists, but we don't believe it."

"Then the fight is lifeless, and the cultivation level is low. He fights with the Heavenly God Academy... Oh no, it was when he was good at martial arts. He took a brick and went up, and he didn't have the money to buy a good weapon. He paid most of the living expenses to Xue Dingdang for protection. Do you think he could live a safe and stable life in Tayun Academy?"

"The people of Tianshen Academy are most afraid of our three people in Tayun Academy. One is the little witch Xue Dingdang. Many students of Tianshen Academy were crippled by her; the other is Chu Qingcheng, who specially waited for others to beat him up to pick up spoils. He once broke a record and took off more than 50 boys from Tianshen Academy and robbed them all. The people of Tianshen Academy hated him to the core and could not do anything about it..."

"Ah? You said the last person? Then it's naturally Shen Lang, and this is even more abnormal. The cultivation level is obviously the lowest, but it runs faster than a rabbit. I took a brick and knocked people around. The people in the Heavenly God Academy hate him the most... Hey, beauty, don't run away, I haven't finished talking yet."

It would be fine if I didn't ask, but when Shui Qingwu asked, she suddenly felt that she was not smiling.

"It seems that Shen Lang is still a person with a very story..."

But this guy with a story is so weird, he is full of contradictions.

Called waste, it is completely recognized waste, but a sixteen-year-old waste beat several masters of the fifth level of Qiwu Realm of the Shen family to search for teeth?

Even Chu Qingcheng may not be able to do it, right?

He is so powerful. A warrior with such a strong cultivation level does not even have a weapon? He always likes to attack people with bricks?

He said he was poor and had to be knocked out by Xue Dingdang for half of his monthly living expenses. He was still asking him to borrow spirit stones on the street, but he dared to compete with the people of the Shengguang Sect in Jubao Pavilion! He used millions of gold coins to smash the young master of the Shengguang Sect so hard that he didn't dare to speak!

He said he didn't know anything, but in the refining class, the xylophone tutor asked him for advice...

"This guy is such a mysterious person..."

Shui Qingwu thought about Shen Lang's incident and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Thinking about the fact that when he asked him to borrow the spirit stone, Caiyin was scolded as a bitch. He was speechless. Shui Qingwu couldn't help laughing.

"Hmm? That's..." Shui Qingwu suddenly stopped smiling and stared at Fenghe in the distance.

The Feng River rolled, but there seemed to be a black thing floating in the turbid river water.

"It's a person!"

Shui Qingwu was shocked, and a phantom of a crane appeared behind her. She moved her lotus steps lightly, spread her hands, and her beautiful figure flew downwards.

Like a fairy descending to earth.

Although the Crane Martial Spirit could not allow her to fly, it would be fine to glide for a while.

After landing, she ignored the mud on the ground and ran towards Fenghe as fast as possible.

It's getting closer, getting closer...

The man in the river didn't know whether he was dead or alive. He seemed to be wearing a black suit, constantly rising and falling in the waves.

Shui Qingwu, who rushed to the river, finally saw the man's face clearly... The man in the water had a scary ghost mask on his face...

"It's him!"

Shui Qingwu's figure staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"The roar of the water dragon, the flying dragon is in the sky!" With her whisper, a water dragon as thick as a bucket roared out.

Her feet stepped on the ground suddenly, and the sound of energy explosion suddenly exploded. Then she suddenly raised her speed, jumped onto the water dragon, and reached out to grab the ghost-faced man in the water.

Just as her jade hand was about to grab Shen Lang, Shen Lang's eyes, which had been closed tightly, suddenly opened.

He grinned and said, "Hey, beauty, so coincidentally you're here to take a shower too..."

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Chapter completed!