My Perfect Life
Not long after, Shen Lang had already reached the mountainside, and two more monks of the three saints tried to intercept him, and he killed them with fierce means.
The tiger shark people around the mountain forest saw that Shen Lang was so fierce that even the immortal was not his opponent. They were so scared that they did not dare to go near Shen Lang any more.
Just as Shen Lang continued to climb the mountain, the emissary of Ming Feng and eight monks of Sansheng sect rushed to the mountainside and stopped in front of Shen Lang.
"It's you!"
The ghost wind Saint made his eyes stare at the waves, showing an incredible expression.
He never thought that he would meet the chosen one again in the cloud world.
"Ha ha ha, isn't this the holy emissary of the netherworld wind? Long time no see
Shen Lang glanced at the holy emissary of Ming Feng on the high slope not far away and said with a sneer.
The ghost wind Saint changed his face several times, and finally reacted. He gritted his teeth and roared, "are you the fish who was caught in the sea before?"
Before the riots in the sea area, when the sanshengjiao friars army against the sea people, escaped two fish.
The cloud scorpion Saint envoy also went to chase and kill the two monks, but he was not successful, but was forced to ask for help.
The holy emissary of the netherworld wind couldn't figure out what strange person was the opponent that even the holy emissary of cloud scorpion couldn't defeat. Now, it turns out that he was the chosen one!
As strong as cloud scorpion, those arrogant and arrogant people are reduced to the point of asking for help. It can be seen that this day's electors are not simple.
Dark wind Saint makes the color of deep fear flash in the fundus of eyes.
"So what, so what? Ming Feng, you are not lucky to run into me here today
Shen Lang chuckled and immediately swung the sword in his hand and chopped at the envoy of Ming Feng Sheng.
Now that he has met the Ming wind holy emissary, Shen Lang has no choice but to fight with him. I think the Ming wind holy emissary will not let him go.
It's better to have a big fight than to shrink!
Shen Lang is confident that he can defeat the other side as long as he is sealed in the sea of clouds. After all, his gold body and jade body cultivation has reached the top stage, and his physical quality is slightly higher than that of ordinary Luo Tianxian.
"I don't want to be ashamed, but I want you to be a little celestial friar. What are your abilities?"
Seeing that Shen Lang was cutting with a knife, Ming Fengsheng became angry. He turned his hand, pulled out the long curved sword at his waist and stabbed it straight out.
The shape of this sword drawn by the emissary of Ming Feng Sheng is strange. The body of the sword is twisted like a snake, and the blade is flashing green. It seems to contain poison.
This treasure is called "green snake sword". It is a spirit level immortal treasure collected by the Ming wind Saint envoy. The blade contains highly toxic. Once it is pierced into the monk's flesh and blood, it will instantly corrode the monk's flesh and blood, meridians, organs and even four limbs.
This feature alone is enough to make the green snake sword far superior to other Xianbao weapons in the sea of clouds.
"Dang!"
When swords intersect, they spark.
The small green snake sword in the hand of the master of the netherworld wind fiercely resisted the chopping of the shenlang sword.
Shen Lang's right arm was a little numb, but the emissary of Ming Feng stepped back a few steps. His face was very gloomy, and he seemed to feel Shen Lang's amazing physical strength.
He is worthy of being chosen by heaven. No matter how he plays, he can feel a sense of pressure and tension.
In the eyes of the wind sage, the opportunity to kill is revealed. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. This time, I can't let the waves go again!
If you miss this opportunity, the next time you die, the holy emissary of Sansheng sect may be yourself!
"Shen Lang child, let me die as soon as possible!"
The green snake sword in his hand stabs out like rain, as if turning into countless meteor phantoms. He attacks the waves together, and the speed is appalling.
Shen Lang didn't dare to underestimate. He wildly waved the sword in his hand, and the fierce roar of the sword was earth shaking. Like the roar of a tiger, he took over the attack of the Ming wind holy envoy.
"Ding! Ding! Ding
The fierce and dense sound of sword collision came, and the vigorous winds scattered.
They are engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle. The sword of Ming Fengsheng is extremely swift and fierce, but Shen Lang can barely cope with it.
Although Shen Lang's sword level is not as good as that of the green snake sword of the Ming wind holy emissary, when both sides can't operate the chaotic spirit power, they can't exert any ability of Xianbao at all. Therefore, in the sea of clouds, there is no essential difference between Kaiguang Xianbao and rongling Xianbao.
However, the green snake sword of Ming Feng Sheng Shi has a congenital advantage. The blade contains poison, which is equivalent to passive skill. Shen Lang is still very vulnerable. He can only protect his body as much as possible to avoid being stabbed by the green snake sword.
The two men's bodies are like ghosts, and they fight with each other. The swords and swords are shining in the woods, and the sound of explosions is deafening. The trees around them are cut off by the knife gas and the strong wind, and the sawdust flies everywhere.The friars of Sansheng sect and the tiger shark clan around them could not get involved at all, so they had to step back to avoid being affected by their fighting.
Shen Lang guarded the series of violent attacks by the Ming Feng Sheng envoy. He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to fight back.
Ming Feng Sheng's face was a little ugly, Shen Lang's figure was too flexible, and there was no loophole in his defense.
Every time the dark wind Saint envoy waits for an opportunity to find Shen Lang's weakness to attack, Shen Lang can always parry and defend with a knife, and can't find any flaws, which shows how rich the boy's fighting experience is.
Seeing that he could not hurt the waves for a long time, Ming Fengsheng made his heart more and more anxious, and the rhythm of his moves gradually became a little chaotic.
After a hundred moves, Shen Lang finally found the flaw of the emissary and cut him to his waist.
"Boom!"
When Shen Lang's sword hit the waist and abdomen of the emissary, he felt that the waist and abdomen of the emissary was as hard as crystal stone.
All the immortals in Luo Tiantian have developed a body of gold and jade. Their physical defense is far from that of ordinary friars. It's natural to defend against brute force attacks.
Shen Lang exerted extreme force on the sword in his hand. The huge gas of the sword smashed the half body robe of the Ming Feng holy emissary. The blade tore a deep wound on the waist and abdomen of the Ming Feng holy emissary, and a lot of blood overflowed from the wound.
Ming Feng Sheng's emissary was cut off by the waves and flew out. He knocked down the trunk of a tall tree in the distance and broke the tree. He fell to the ground with his mouth gnawing mud. He looked very embarrassed.
"Ming Feng, how powerful I am when you are the holy emissary of the three saints, that's all I have."
Seeing that the emissary of Ming Fengsheng fell to the ground and was injured, Shen Lang gave a ferocious laugh and made a mockery of him. He was in a relaxed mood.
It seems that the envoys of the three saints are not as powerful as they think. They can take advantage of this opportunity to kill the envoys of the netherworld wind and eliminate their serious troubles!
"Son of a bitch, don't be happy too soon! The holy emissary will tear you to pieces today! "
The hell wind holy emissary got up from the ground, and his strong humiliation made him mad and furious, and his mouth roared hysterically.
As soon as the roar fell, the ghost wind Saint opened his mouth and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood essence, a large amount of blood essence spilled all over his body.
The next moment, I saw the dark wind Saint make the blood stained physical meridians burst, and the ferocious black meridians began to overflow a little bit of black energy, gradually spread to the whole body, and the physical body began to twist.
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The tiger shark people around the mountain forest saw that Shen Lang was so fierce that even the immortal was not his opponent. They were so scared that they did not dare to go near Shen Lang any more.
Just as Shen Lang continued to climb the mountain, the emissary of Ming Feng and eight monks of Sansheng sect rushed to the mountainside and stopped in front of Shen Lang.
"It's you!"
The ghost wind Saint made his eyes stare at the waves, showing an incredible expression.
He never thought that he would meet the chosen one again in the cloud world.
"Ha ha ha, isn't this the holy emissary of the netherworld wind? Long time no see
Shen Lang glanced at the holy emissary of Ming Feng on the high slope not far away and said with a sneer.
The ghost wind Saint changed his face several times, and finally reacted. He gritted his teeth and roared, "are you the fish who was caught in the sea before?"
Before the riots in the sea area, when the sanshengjiao friars army against the sea people, escaped two fish.
The cloud scorpion Saint envoy also went to chase and kill the two monks, but he was not successful, but was forced to ask for help.
The holy emissary of the netherworld wind couldn't figure out what strange person was the opponent that even the holy emissary of cloud scorpion couldn't defeat. Now, it turns out that he was the chosen one!
As strong as cloud scorpion, those arrogant and arrogant people are reduced to the point of asking for help. It can be seen that this day's electors are not simple.
Dark wind Saint makes the color of deep fear flash in the fundus of eyes.
"So what, so what? Ming Feng, you are not lucky to run into me here today
Shen Lang chuckled and immediately swung the sword in his hand and chopped at the envoy of Ming Feng Sheng.
Now that he has met the Ming wind holy emissary, Shen Lang has no choice but to fight with him. I think the Ming wind holy emissary will not let him go.
It's better to have a big fight than to shrink!
Shen Lang is confident that he can defeat the other side as long as he is sealed in the sea of clouds. After all, his gold body and jade body cultivation has reached the top stage, and his physical quality is slightly higher than that of ordinary Luo Tianxian.
"I don't want to be ashamed, but I want you to be a little celestial friar. What are your abilities?"
The shape of this sword drawn by the emissary of Ming Feng Sheng is strange. The body of the sword is twisted like a snake, and the blade is flashing green. It seems to contain poison.
This treasure is called "green snake sword". It is a spirit level immortal treasure collected by the Ming wind Saint envoy. The blade contains highly toxic. Once it is pierced into the monk's flesh and blood, it will instantly corrode the monk's flesh and blood, meridians, organs and even four limbs.
This feature alone is enough to make the green snake sword far superior to other Xianbao weapons in the sea of clouds.
"Dang!"
When swords intersect, they spark.
The small green snake sword in the hand of the master of the netherworld wind fiercely resisted the chopping of the shenlang sword.
Shen Lang's right arm was a little numb, but the emissary of Ming Feng stepped back a few steps. His face was very gloomy, and he seemed to feel Shen Lang's amazing physical strength.
He is worthy of being chosen by heaven. No matter how he plays, he can feel a sense of pressure and tension.
In the eyes of the wind sage, the opportunity to kill is revealed. The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. This time, I can't let the waves go again!
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This son's various means are so strange that even the leader of Ziying sect is afraid of the elector. At the moment, Shen Lang is alone. It's the best chance to kill this boy!If you miss this opportunity, the next time you die, the holy emissary of Sansheng sect may be yourself!
"Shen Lang child, let me die as soon as possible!"
The green snake sword in his hand stabs out like rain, as if turning into countless meteor phantoms. He attacks the waves together, and the speed is appalling.
Shen Lang didn't dare to underestimate. He wildly waved the sword in his hand, and the fierce roar of the sword was earth shaking. Like the roar of a tiger, he took over the attack of the Ming wind holy envoy.
"Ding! Ding! Ding
The fierce and dense sound of sword collision came, and the vigorous winds scattered.
They are engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle. The sword of Ming Fengsheng is extremely swift and fierce, but Shen Lang can barely cope with it.
Although Shen Lang's sword level is not as good as that of the green snake sword of the Ming wind holy emissary, when both sides can't operate the chaotic spirit power, they can't exert any ability of Xianbao at all. Therefore, in the sea of clouds, there is no essential difference between Kaiguang Xianbao and rongling Xianbao.
However, the green snake sword of Ming Feng Sheng Shi has a congenital advantage. The blade contains poison, which is equivalent to passive skill. Shen Lang is still very vulnerable. He can only protect his body as much as possible to avoid being stabbed by the green snake sword.
Shen Lang guarded the series of violent attacks by the Ming Feng Sheng envoy. He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity to fight back.
Ming Feng Sheng's face was a little ugly, Shen Lang's figure was too flexible, and there was no loophole in his defense.
Every time the dark wind Saint envoy waits for an opportunity to find Shen Lang's weakness to attack, Shen Lang can always parry and defend with a knife, and can't find any flaws, which shows how rich the boy's fighting experience is.
Seeing that he could not hurt the waves for a long time, Ming Fengsheng made his heart more and more anxious, and the rhythm of his moves gradually became a little chaotic.
After a hundred moves, Shen Lang finally found the flaw of the emissary and cut him to his waist.
"Boom!"
When Shen Lang's sword hit the waist and abdomen of the emissary, he felt that the waist and abdomen of the emissary was as hard as crystal stone.
All the immortals in Luo Tiantian have developed a body of gold and jade. Their physical defense is far from that of ordinary friars. It's natural to defend against brute force attacks.
Shen Lang exerted extreme force on the sword in his hand. The huge gas of the sword smashed the half body robe of the Ming Feng holy emissary. The blade tore a deep wound on the waist and abdomen of the Ming Feng holy emissary, and a lot of blood overflowed from the wound.
Ming Feng Sheng's emissary was cut off by the waves and flew out. He knocked down the trunk of a tall tree in the distance and broke the tree. He fell to the ground with his mouth gnawing mud. He looked very embarrassed.
"Ming Feng, how powerful I am when you are the holy emissary of the three saints, that's all I have."
Seeing that the emissary of Ming Fengsheng fell to the ground and was injured, Shen Lang gave a ferocious laugh and made a mockery of him. He was in a relaxed mood.
It seems that the envoys of the three saints are not as powerful as they think. They can take advantage of this opportunity to kill the envoys of the netherworld wind and eliminate their serious troubles!
"Son of a bitch, don't be happy too soon! The holy emissary will tear you to pieces today! "
The hell wind holy emissary got up from the ground, and his strong humiliation made him mad and furious, and his mouth roared hysterically.
As soon as the roar fell, the ghost wind Saint opened his mouth and spewed out several mouthfuls of blood essence, a large amount of blood essence spilled all over his body.
The next moment, I saw the dark wind Saint make the blood stained physical meridians burst, and the ferocious black meridians began to overflow a little bit of black energy, gradually spread to the whole body, and the physical body began to twist.
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