Chapter 300: You abolished me?

"How...how could it be possible!" Zhou Kuang's expression was dull, his brain buzzed, and he couldn't imagine the ending would be like this.
With just one move, Shen Lang killed a five-star master, or did he kill in seconds?
No, Shen Lang must have struck the sword move just now, otherwise it would be impossible to exert such a powerful force.
Zhou Kuang's heart suddenly sank, and when it was over, he was fooled by this kid!
When Shen Lang played with Pan Sen before, he must have deliberately created the illusion of weakness, and it was only in this last game that he really showed his strength.
"Brother Kuang, now...what should I do now?" Wan Tianpeng asked, his voice trembling.
"How do I know what to do!"
Zhou Kuang's expression was extremely gloomy, and Fengyuntang's master died so unexplainably, how could this make him turn his head on? He already regretted it a bit, no wonder Wansan had asked him to guard against Shen Lang earlier, this kid was not as simple as he thought.
Damn, knowing that you shouldn't listen to Wan Tianpeng's words, now that he is completely offended by this kid, Shen Lang, things will be difficult to handle.
No matter how powerful Long Yuan was, Shen Lang could solve the five-star master with one move. Zhou Kuang didn't think Long Yuan could resist for long.
If he continues to play like this, Long Yuan is estimated to be played to death by the kid Shen Lang.
"Damn, I also got blood mold today!"
Zhou Kuang screamed and walked out of the VIP room quickly, wanting to go down personally to stop the continuation of the ring battle.
The anxiety in Wan Tianpeng's heart became stronger and stronger. He had thought that even if Shen Lang was great, he would not be in the state that he could not deal with.
The situation is a bit wrong now, this kid obviously hides his strength.
Wan Tianpeng's expression was cloudy for a while, and finally decided to slip away. Shen Lang's strength suddenly increased by a large amount, and Wan Tianpeng was a little worried about his safety.
Wan Tianpeng also followed out of the gate, ready to slip away directly.
In the ring, many people felt a little nauseous after watching this scene.
This is no longer a boxing match, but a fight.
Shen Lang waved the long sword in his hand, shattered the blood from the sword, and stared at Long Yuan blankly.
Long Yuan's complexion was solemn, and Shen Lang killed a five-star master with lightning speed, which immediately put him under great pressure.
At this time, he was cowardly dying faster. Long Yuan knew this truth well, and he was willing to do nothing. He rushed towards Shen Lang suddenly.
"Drink!" Long Yuan's eyes were congested, and he let out a violent drink, claws with one hand, and fiercely grabbed Shen Lang's neck.
Obviously, it can be seen that Long Yuan's five fingers on his right hand were piercing the air, piercing the air and attacking Shen Lang like lightning.
"Dragon Claw Hand?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, so that the monks of Shaolin's unique skills would become running dogs of Fengyuntang?
Although Longyuan's dragon-claw hand is not very proficient, its power cannot be underestimated. It can easily crush heavy steel plates with one claw, let alone a flesh and blood body.
This guy's strength is not a little bit higher than the previous Pan Sen. Not only is his physical fitness amazing, he is also a martial artist who has reached the peak of his early days, and his internal strength is relatively strong.
Long Yuan can be regarded as the top existence of the five-star master.
Shen Lang quickly set up his long sword to defend, Long Yuan's claw hit the sword, and the two internal forces collided. Shen Lang stepped back a few steps, resisting Long Yuan's attack to a minimum.
If Shen Lang didn't use his true energy to resist, Long Yuan's claw could directly crush the sword in his hand.
The main reason is that Shen Lang can only use minimal internal force and can only take the smallest defense.
Fortunately, the quality of this sword was not bad, and Long Yuan didn't break the sword.
After the opponent unloaded his strength, Shen Lang quickly turned from defense to offense, his eyes condensed, grasping the opportunity, the long sword in his hand turned into a phantom, and he attacked towards Longyuan.
"drink!"
Long Yuan was shocked, and the long sword in Shen Lang's hand turned into countless phantoms for a while, carrying a weak sword aura, stabling towards him.
Long Yuan hurriedly struck out a double-claw parry, and used internal force to force Shen Lang's sword stab away.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
Countless clear sounds were mixed with air bursts, and the high-frequency finger windshield of Longyuan Dragon Claw's hand struck Shen Lang with swords.
The scene was really dazzling. The audience off the court looked thrilling. The sword that Shen Lang's stabbing was intact with bare hands, it was too weird!
What is shocking is that the speed of the long sword in Shen Lang's hand is getting faster and faster, even his footsteps are like ghosts, and he can't catch a trace at all.
"What kind of trick is this?" Long Yuan groaned in his heart, and finally showed a trace of panic on his face. He was already quick to parry Shen Lang's kind of sword moves, and he had to retreat one after another.
From the eyes of outsiders on the court, the long sword in Shen Lang's hand was like a stream of light, dazzling, and it was impossible to see the reality.
The light goes by! It is the fastest move among the three styles of capturing the moon. Every blow can spur the light sword energy. This move is most suitable for quickly suppressing the enemy.
However, Shen Lang's infuriating energy was very weak, and it was not enough to strike the light sword energy.
But Shen Lang's sword was quick, and faster and faster, Long Yuan couldn't even resist it gradually, and the sword was hit all over his body.
Almost breathing, Long Yuan's body was already full of blood, and there were blood holes in his upper body. The blood dyed his monk's robe red, the sword qi shattered half of the monk's robe, and the blood spilled all over the floor.
The audience in the audience couldn't help trembling. They had never seen such a weird fencing method before, and could not help holding their breath and staring at every move of the ring.
"Stop!" Zhou Kuang yelled as he was running down the stairs.
Many audiences at the scene turned their eyes to Zhou Kuang.
Zhou Kuang quickly ran towards the ring. Nima’s, as soon as he came down, Long Yuan was beaten to death!
"Shen Lang, don't kill him!" Zhou Kuang yelled.
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, splitting the palm of the stone to shake Long Yuan in front of him, and then returned to the wind to win the moon, and rushed forward to stab Long Yuan in the lower abdomen.
It is the Dantian in Longyuan's belly.
With a stabbing and twisting of Shen Lang's long sword, Long Yuan's complexion was distorted, a deep scream was made in his mouth, and a blood hole in his lower abdomen had become a hole.
The sword qi that hits, even if it is weak, smashes the arteries and veins instantly, and the wounds are difficult to heal.
Especially the Dantian, Shen Lang used a long sword to smash the Dantian in the belly of Long Yuan, which is equivalent to abolishing this guy's cultivation!
Facts have proved that Shen Lang is really serious. As long as his opponent is not a six-star master, he will not fall behind.
"No!" Zhou Kuang's eyes rounded and he roared wildly.
"You...you've abolished me!" Long Yuan fell to the ground, staring at Shen Lang with crimson eyes, and a lot of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. His expression made him want to eat Shen Lang.
"It's fine if you didn't kill you, and then chirp in my ear, I don't mind sending you a sword to the west." Shen Lang coldly snorted.
Long Yuan's forehead blue veins violently, abolished his cultivation base, which is more uncomfortable than killing him directly.