Chapter 1053: Fight

After the two of them meditated for a day, all the true essence they had consumed before had been recovered, and Shen Lang's injuries had also been fully recovered, and his strength had reached the state of heyday.
In the main hall, nearly two hundred monks have also recovered, and everyone is looking at their opponents.
"It seems that this level is about to begin, let's prepare too." Shen Lang said to Su Ruoxue.
"Yeah." Su Ruoxue nodded slightly, her face showing a trace of solemnity.
Not long.
With a "boom", the savage stone statue in the center of the hall suddenly made a roar. Immediately afterwards, the entire hall was trembling and roaring, and the golden mask that trapped everyone was gradually removed.
The third level, fighting, officially begins.
"drink!"
"Success!"
A large number of monks took out swords and waited for martial arts, and began to fight fiercely.
The monks who can break through to the third level are almost all monks in the late stage of the virtual realm and the nine-fold cultivator of Qi refining.
Two Wu Xiu immediately rushed towards Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, both of whom were Wu Xiu in the late stage of the virtual realm.
Shen Lang took out Xuan Tian Ge to fight back and bounced the oncoming long sword.
"Ding!"
Xuan Tian Ge collided with the long sword, splashing a lot of sparks.
Shen Lang played more conservatively, because it was a chaos in itself, and excessive consumption was meaningless. Otherwise, at the final stage of the battle, it would be a bad idea to run into a powerful enemy and run out of true energy.
Both Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue were very low-key, trying to keep their consumption low.
After a low-key fight, Sui Tiange in Shen Lang's hand had already cut off the high-grade holy artifact long sword in the opponent's hand, making a cracking sound.
"Super Sacred Artifact?" The Wu Xiu watched as the high-grade holy artifact in his hand was chopped off by Shen Lang's Broken Tiange, his face couldn't help showing a trace of panic.
With such a weak momentum, Shen Lang quickly found the other party's flaw, strode forward, lifted Xuan Tiange and pierced it.
"Puff!"
Blood spattered, the Wu Xiu's chest was pierced, and he was killed immediately, and his body was teleported out.
The fighting in this level is actually an illusion, but it really feels extremely real. Setting up this kind of formation power is really unimaginable.
Everyone in the hall can fight without scruple.
Su Ruoxue's eyes shot bleeding charm and divine light, and flew into the mind of another Wu Xiu.
"Ah!" The man screamed sternly after being wounded, holding his head.
The Blood Charm and Divine Light were unsatisfactory in dealing with ordinary Void Realm martial arts. While dealing with the sting of his head, Su Ruoxue held the high-grade holy artifact long sword and immediately killed the monk.
The fight has already reached a white-hot stage, and the most conspicuous thing in the hall is Jian Wuhen.
Jian Wuhen's complexion was calm, and he waved the golden giant sword in his hand calmly.
A little kid wielding such a large and heavy giant sword, this kind of scene looks a little strange, that golden giant sword is bigger than the sword Wuhenren.
However, this kid’s attack method was extremely fierce. When Jian Wuhen wielded the huge sword casually, a large amount of golden sword light spread all over his body. The monks who dared to attack him were penetrated by the sword light and blood splashed on the spot. .
Where Jian Wuhen went, he could almost kill any cultivator in seconds, so scared that no one dared to advance.
Shen Lang watched this scene from a distance, with a trace of deep jealousy on his face. The strength of this kid was really outrageous, and he didn't know how he cultivated.
There are a few people in the hall with equally terrifying methods. For example, Bai Ziren is no less fierce than Jian Wuhen.
The weapon in Bai Ziren's hand is a dark chain, and when it is swung, ghosts will appear on the chain.
After the black chain entangled a monk's body, strange ghost claws flew out of the chain. The monk was instantly torn apart by the ghost claws on the chain, and his body was instantly and bloody.
This chain should be some kind of magic weapon.
There was also Yue Cailing, whose weapon was a magic weapon flower basket. When she stretched out her bare hand, the cyan flower basket immediately flew over her head, blasting out countless hidden weapons in the shape of green leaves, which were very sharp, and the throat was sealed by blood.
Yue Cailing pinches a certain strange magic trick with both hands, and can even control the flying green leaves with mysterious and powerful methods.
Shen Lang had seen the world this time, thinking that there are so many powerful people in the Wild Continent. Whether it is weapons or the inheritance of techniques, they are far beyond Linhai Tianshan's projectile land.
Of course, Shen Lang's own strength should not be underestimated.
"Drink!" He frantically brandished the broken sky, and killed another monk who was trying to attack.
He intends to keep a low-key as much as possible first, wait until the number of people is almost controlled, and then go all out to carry out the final fight.
In just half a stick of incense, the number of monks in the main hall has been reduced by half, and the ground is stained with blood.
The rest of the monks are still fighting in full force. Before, there were many monks who pretended to be low-key and could not hide their clumsiness. They were also forced to use their full strength.
Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue had discussed it before, and unless it was the last moment, they would only defend and not attack. Preserving strength was the most important thing.
The two continued to procrastinate.
After half a stick of incense, there were only forty or fifty monks in the main hall fighting fiercely, and the remaining monks had been eliminated.
From the beginning to the end, Jian Wuhen had been harvesting the head frantically, holding the golden giant sword so mighty that no one dared to step forward to fight him.
Even Shen Lang deliberately avoided Jian Wuhen's edge.
But Jian Wuhen was very interested in Shen Lang. He naturally saw that Shen Lang had not exerted all his strength at all.
Since this person can kill Gu Yan, he must have some amazing magical powers.
"The monk in white, dare you dare to fight my Jian Wuhen?" Jian Wuhen shouted at Shen Lang, his tone full of pride.
Shen Lang ignored it, and fought with a monk pretendingly.
Seeing that Shen Lang did not respond, Jian Wuhen became a little impatient. He simply held the golden giant sword in his hand and rushed directly towards Shen Lang himself.
"Damn, it's really troublesome!" Shen Lang cursed, the little kid seemed to be holding on to him.
Seeing that he couldn't hide, Shen Lang had to gritted his teeth and bit his scalp.
Jian Wuhen's performance is very strong, and it seems that he hasn't used his full strength. Even so, Shen Lang didn't think he would lose to him.
"Interesting, fellow Daoist, let me Jian Wuhen to test your true strength!" Jian Wuhen shouted proudly, raising the golden giant sword in his hand and slashing towards Shen Lang fiercely.
"boom!"
A five-foot-long golden sword light whizzed and attacked Shen Lang.
Shen Lang's face changed slightly, this sword Wuhen casually used the sword light, and its power could be so high?
Without thinking about it, Shen Lang had to try his best to run the true essence, the four-color true essence in the dantian quickly rotated and poured into the broken sky.
The blue mansions on the edge of the broken sky were prosperous, and three crescent-like blue mansions hit the golden sword.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, glare, and the whole hall was trembling and roaring.