Chapter 1192 (1/2)

Duan Jian's clothes are ragged. He looks extremely embarrassed.

It's beyond his dreams that Shen Lang can resist the power of mountain seal. What's the changing skill? Isn't it amazing?

Before Duan Jian had a chance to breathe, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with a sharp light. He immediately released the transformation, held the golden thunderbolt in his hand, turned it into a wind, and rushed towards Duan Jian.

Duan Jian's mental power is in disorder. Before Lei Huojian can be called back, Shen Lang has rushed to him.

”Pooh!”

The gold thunder halberd has been stabbed into a inch of flesh and blood in the chest and abdomen of the Duan sword, and a large number of golden arcs emerge from the halberd tip. As long as the waves stimulate the power, the arcs can instantly crush the Duan sword's flesh into slag!

”Young master Duan, I won the duel, didn't I?” Shen Lang's face is gloomy and cold. His eyes are fixed on Duan Jian and he is indifferent.

Instead of killing Duan Jian, he chose to give him a step down. After all, this man is the son of the great friar in the later period of the yuan baby. Killing himself will be very tragic.

Shen Lang is no longer the hot-blooded youth who couldn't control his emotions. He naturally wants to fight back at one breath, but he should also keep a certain sense and not ignore the consequences.

The flesh and blood between Duan's chest and abdomen are indistinct. As long as Shen Lang prods the gold ray halberd forward, he will go back to the West.

Feeling the strong grumpiness of Shen Lang, Duan Jian's face finally showed a strong look of panic. If he doesn't give in, he will kill him!

Duan Jian's face turned white. He was always aloof, conceited and rebellious. He felt that he had backbone and would rather die than yield.

But this time I really want to hang up. I've got a hair in the heart of Duan sword. That will and belief are immediately left behind. I beg for forgiveness with fear: ”no, don't kill me, I give up! Please let me go! ”

Upon hearing this, Shen Lang's face sneered scornfully. This guy had been pretending to be a bully before. It turned out to be a consultant.

”Mr. Duan joked, but I didn't say I couldn't let you go.” Shen Lang laughs and takes back the gold thunder halberd. Then he shrugs and says, ”according to the previous agreement, your partner is mine.”

Duan Jian's handsome face is distorted. Although he is extremely angry, he dare not attack it.

This man's supernatural power is so profound that he can even pick up his Kaishan seal. It's just a little crazy. The fighting power is similar to that of the experts in the later period of jiedan.

There were so many monks in jiedan period. Duan Jian felt that he had lost all his face and could not lift his head. He had no face to stay here. Immediately put away the mountain seal and fly away towards the sky.

As things went on like this, all the monks who were watching around were unexpected. Their faces were not only surprised, but also a little thoughtful.

I didn't expect Duan Jian, who has always been proud and conceited, would beg for mercy.

I have to admit that this young individual is really amazing! All the friars looked at Shen Lang with a little awe.

The cultivation of the world is based on strength.

However, it's unimaginable that this man had the ability to kill Duan sword in his early cultivation.

Wang Qing took the lead in coming forward, hugged Shen Lang and said with a smile: ”the strength of Daoyou is amazing. Before I was humble and neglected, I hope Daoyou don't take it to heart.”

”You are welcome, Taoist Wang.” Shen Lang smiles.

Many of the jiedan friars came forward to greet Shen Lang, who echoed a few words.

”Little girl Xiao linger, I've seen you before. From now on, the little girl will be the servant of the elder generation. ” Xiao linger stepped forward quickly and bowed to the waves.

Xiao ling'er's cold face was gone, and a good-looking arc was formed at the corner of her mouth, just like the blooming Begonia flowers.