Chapter 552 (1/2)

The red moon on one side was also frightened. She held the short blade tightly. She was just at the beginning. She couldn't help if she wanted to help.

”What's the weakness of this centipede?” Shen Lang uses a blood drinking knife to stop Centipede's attack and asks Feng Luan.

After cutting for so long, the huge centipede not only showed no sign of weakness, but also grew more and more fierce, which made Shen Lang a little frightened.

The situation is urgent, and Feng Luan can't take care of Gao Leng. She bites Bei's teeth and says, ”the red crystal centipede belongs to fire, and is afraid of the internal power of yin and cold. If you use cold ice soft palm and other skills, the effect will be doubled!”

That is to say, but fengluan can't hold cold ice soft palm, her elder martial brother can. Cold ice soft palm is one of their unique skills.

”Just say no earlier. Give me a hand first!” Shen Lang cried out and immediately stepped back.

Feng Luan stares at Shen Lang, who does this guy think he is, dare to order her?

”Believe me, I have a way to deal with this beast.” Shen Lang added.

Feng Luan snorted coldly, biting the silver teeth, resisting the Centipede's attack alone, believing in a sinking wave.

Shen waves free up time, adversity Qi, stretch right palm.

”Drink!”

With a low voice of Shen Lang and a push of his right palm forward, he tried his best to hit out the most powerful killing move of snow God palm.

Snow God palm's Yin cold palm wind like lightning towards the huge centipede.

”Shout!”

The cold breath swept around, making the surrounding temperature suddenly reduce a lot, set off a cold wind, leaves are blown ”Susu” sound.

Yin and cold palm wind made a solid hit on the red centipede and made a loud ”bang”.

Before the red centipede could react, it was shot several meters away, and the shrill howling was heard all around. A lot of blood gushed out of the huge mouthpiece.

It seems that it's true. The palm power of yin and cold is extremely harmful to this thing.

Feng Luan glanced at the deep waves in her eyes, with a trace of surprise in her beautiful eyes. Shen Lang clearly asked why the martial arts cultivation in the early stage of Jingjing had such amazing strength?

At the beginning of the district's query, Shen Langgang's ability to even catch up with the ordinary experts in the middle of the query was amazing.

Feng Luan didn't think much either, holding a soft sword, he split three sword Qi towards the red centipede, and hit the centipede solidly.

Feng Luan's soft sword has little effect on the hard shell red centipede. It can only be damaged by the sharp edge of sword Qi.

”Hiss!”

The centipede shrieked, and the huge body was hit again, writhing wildly on the ground. Although it was severely damaged, the Centipede's vitality was a little shocking.

Thin as cicada's wings, the soft sword is obviously not suitable for this kind of hard skinned guy.

Shen Lang carries the blood drinking knife and rushes to it. He holds it tightly with both hands, lifts up the Qi, and aims it at the forehead of centipede. He is furious!

”Dong Dong Dong!”

Even split dozens of knives, and finally split the head of the huge centipede, blood scattered all over the ground.

The red centipede finally died after a few feeble shrieks.

Shen Lang was relieved at last. Feng Luan saw the situation and let go. Shen Lang's strength surprised her.

”Shen Lang, isn't he hurt?” The red moon hurried to ask.