Chapter 713 (1/2)

”Are you Wang Tiangu?” Shen Lang's face is uncertain. He seems to be under control.

”Mr. Shen, you can think so.” Said the bareheaded Wuxiu.

”What about the people I want?” Shen Lang's face was full of sullen words.

”It depends on you, Mr. Shen, whether you have the ability or not!” said baldheaded Wu Xiu with a stiff face

As soon as the voice fell, the ten martial arts practitioners around set up their swords and swords one after another, or attacked the Shen wave.

Shen Lang's heart is full of awe. There are too many people. At the beginning of nine questions, at the middle of one question, it's still at the end of the question.

In a hurry, Shen Lang didn't play according to the routine. He took out the rocket launcher directly from the storage ring, jumped forward, and fired a shot at the lower group of martial artists.

”Boom!”

The fire was blazing with a loud noise.

All the martial arts practitioners dodged one after another. Two people were injured by the aftershock of the artillery and spit blood.

Since the return of Qingfeng mountain, Shen Lang has collected some heat weapons in the storage bag, which has finally come into use.

The bareheaded martial arts cultivation saw that the situation was not right, and immediately took a slap at the heavy waves in the middle of the sky.

Shen Lang put away the rocket and clapped the snow palm with all his strength.

Two palms collide, Shen Lang flies out.

”Bang when” a, the body hit in the rear of a van.

Shen Lang immediately got up and looked a little ugly.

He managed to defend himself. Although he didn't get hurt, Shen Lang probably knew the strength of the other side after he fought with the bald man.

This man is stronger than Zhao Jianfei, but weaker than XiMenqing.

One on one, Shen Lang can barely win. But now the martial arts of besieging him are mostly cultivated. Shen Lang is not sure. He can only fight!

Baldheaded martial arts towards the deep waves, flew over, and was very fierce.

Shen Lang immediately takes out the star meteorite knife from the storage bag and slashes it.

The two quickly tangled and fought together, and the rest of the martial arts practitioners attacked the Shen wave.

In just a dozen seconds, Shen Lang was sweating on his forehead, which he couldn't hold.

He is not Yang Wei. It's hard to resist the siege of so many people.

”Drink!”

The bareheaded martial art cultivates a low voice to drink, the double arms blue tendons burst, the double palms face forward one push, a thick palm wind sweeps toward the Shen wave.

This is a unique skill of Iron Palm sect, one of the eight sects in Kunlun Mountain border. It's Heisha palm.

Shen Lang sets up a star meteorite knife and tries to split Huashan Mountain with all his strength.

”Boom” of a blast sound, set off a storm around, four dust.

Shen Lang just used a high-intensity move, and a group of people attacked him again.

With a ”bared” sound, a Wuxiu stabbed Shen Lang's waist and abdomen with a long sword and drew a blood mark.

Fortunately, Shen Lang dodged in time, or he almost stabbed a blood hole.

Shen Lang is in a cold sweat. He can't wait any longer!

The longer you delay, the worse you will be.

Shen Lang only asked about his accomplishments in the middle period of his life. He couldn't stand the cost of such a battle.

Now the only chance is to burst out all his most powerful killing moves under one breath, and then swallow the Qi replenishing pill, hoping to win.

After paying attention, Shen Lang takes a magic step and jumps into the air.

Baldheaded Wuxiu swooped up from below.

”It's snowy!”

Shen Lang sets up the star meteor knife with both hands and spins it rapidly in the mid air. Countless sabres fall down like meteors.

Catch up with the bareheaded martial art cultivator and see the blade's air pours down on his head and face. He quickly steps out to defend.

A group of martial arts practitioners at the bottom are not quick to dodge. They set up swords or defend the sabre Qi from the sky.

”Dong Dong!”