Chapter 1055: Yaoyang Sword

Shen Lang held Shattered Tiange in his hand, his eyes were like torches, and he rushed directly towards Jian Wuhen.
However, the speed of the withered bone puppet was much faster than that of Shen Lang himself. In just one breath, the puppet had already flew in front of Jian Wuhen.
Sen Bai Bone Claw slammed forward, his aura was extremely violent.
Jian Wuhen's face changed, the speed of this skeleton puppet was a bit outrageous, and even he almost didn't react.
"Drink!" Jian Wuhen's eyes were quick, and he quickly set up the golden giant sword in his hand, slashed horizontally, and several golden sword lights suddenly burst, attacking the bone claws of the withered bone puppet.
"Roar!"
The withered bone puppet made a low and weird roar in his mouth, and swiped the bone claw forward, hitting a large amount of black light, and the sword lights were scattered in an instant.
The power of the black light was undiminished, and it struck straight towards Jian Wuhen's throat.
Jian Wuhen was shocked in his heart, frantically waving the golden giant sword in his hand, trying to resist the black light from the puppet.
With a loud "bang", although Jian Wuhen blocked the black light with the golden giant sword in his hand, the huge wave of air instantly shook him away.
At exactly this moment, Shen Lang quickly stepped forward, and the Fragrant Tiange in his hand slashed down, and three crescent moon and blue lights shot out.
Jian Wuhen finally showed a trace of horror on his face. After all, he was just a kid. Although he had absolute strength and conceit, his character was still lacking.
Shen Lang exerted his full strength with this attack, Jian Wuhen just resisted the attack of the withered bone puppet and was temporarily exhausted. Gritting his teeth and trying his best to wave the golden giant sword to resist, only blocked a blue light.
"Boom!" With two muffled noises, two crescent moon blue lights sturdily hit Jian Wuhen's body.
Jian Wuhen's thin body was knocked back several tens of meters away. The golden giant sword was guarded in front of him, a big mouthful of blood was sprayed from his mouth, and the inner armor of the heart-guard was exposed on his chest and abdomen.
Although most of the powerful attacks were defended by the protective mirror, the aftermath still caused Jian Wuhen to suffer serious internal injuries.
"Huh, yes, your Excellency has such a sharp puppet, it's really a good method!" Jian Wuhen coughed up a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, gasped for a few times, and stood up from the ground.
The faces of the cultivators in the main hall showed shocked expressions. It seemed that this was the first time that Wuhen Wuhen was able to have a martial artist of the Void Realm level.
The faces of Bai Ziren and Yue Cailing who watched the game not far away were also horrified, and Shen Lang's strength was truly amazing.
Puppet techniques such as puppet techniques are extremely rare in the wild, and it is unimaginable that Shen Lang can control such a powerful puppet combat.
"Huh!" Shen Lang took a breath, his face also showed a shocked expression.
Damn, this little kid clearly hit two amazingly powerful blue lights, and he just vomited blood.
After changing to other virtual realm, the cultivator will take care of himself without being beaten, and at least he will spend half his life and cannot get up, right?
The golden heart mirror that Jian Wuhen wore was definitely not only a high-grade holy weapon, it should be a high-end defensive magic weapon.
"Okay, very good! Your Excellency, you are still the first virtual realm cultivator who can force my sword Wuhen to use all his strength! This son will let you see the true power of this Yaoyang sword in my hands! "Jian Wuhen's expression was cold and arrogant, he gritted his teeth and said every word.
As soon as the voice fell, Jian Wuhen gritted his teeth, set up the golden giant sword in his hand, revolved the true essence, and muttered the magic trick silently.
"boom!"
Suddenly, as if something was broken, the seal of the golden giant sword in Jian Wuhen's hand was released, and the hilt of the sword suddenly emitted a light of Sheng Ruo Lieyang, and the huge golden sword body roared continuously.
Seeing the astonishing breath that the golden giant sword exudes, Shen Lang took a breath.
It turns out that this golden sword is not a super holy weapon, but a real magic weapon flying sword!
However, Jian Wuhen claimed to be the first under Nirvana, and had always been hiding himself, so the elders of the Spirit Sword Palace sealed most of the power of Yaoyang Sword.
As everyone knows, flying swords and other attacking magic weapons can be described as the supreme treasures, rare, and even ordinary Nirvana monks can hardly get a flying sword magic weapons.
Jian Wuhen is the son of the Palace Master of the Spirit Sword Palace. He is extremely talented, and he can understand when he is given a flying sword magic weapon.
Shen Lang's complexion became ugly. The giant sword sealed its power, and Jian Wuhen could display such amazing strength. Now that the power is unblocked, it is basically impossible for him to be his opponent.
The Yaoyang sword that had unlocked the seal was already psychic, hovering over Shen Lang's head, groaning constantly.
Jian Wuhen's slightly childish face suddenly became a bit hideous, and he shouted violently, "Jin Lei Flash!"
"Golden Thunder Sword Art!"
Bai Ziren couldn't help but exclaimed, this Jian Wuhen is really a lunatic, and he dared to sacrifice this trick.
You must know that using Jian Wuhen's cultivation level to release the magical sword art that can only be used by the Nirvana strong, you must be greatly backlashed, and that the injury is serious.
This Jian Wuhen was too arrogant and conceited, and he would never allow himself to fail in his heart. Even if he was seriously injured, he would defeat Shen Lang.
Shen Lang looked solemn, he knew that Jian Wuhen was about to make a big move, but he didn't know how to resist it.
"Shen Lang!" Su Ruoxue on one side called Shen Lang, her pretty face showing a trace of worry.
"Don't worry, I can handle it!" Shen Lang gritted his teeth and said, there is no way, it is impossible to save strength anymore.
The golden light of the golden giant sword above Jian Wuhen's head rose sharply, and the golden light enveloped Jian Wuhen's thin body, like a descending to the earth.
Amidst the dazzling golden glow, there was a continuous "cracking" sound, and a large number of golden arcs rushed out of the sword body of the Yaoyang sword.
"Golden Thunder Sword Art!"
Jian Wuhen's eyes were red and he shouted.
I saw the Yaoyang sword above his head carrying a golden glow like a blazing sun, bursting through the air, and struck Shen Lang's heart like lightning.
Shen Lang's cold hair stood up all over, feeling that his soul was locked by the golden sword, instinctively unavoidable.
The power of the Yaoyang Sword's blow was extremely large, and it was close to the blow of the Nirvana monk.
This kind of powerful attack might not be able to be blocked with Bai Qingshan. Even if it could be blocked, Shen Lang would definitely suffer a violent backlash.
"Be careful!" Su Ruoxue yelled anxiously.
Shen Lang's eyes burst into light, and with a flip of his right hand, the Linggong Tower appeared in his palm.
"go with."
Shen Lang injected his true essence into the Linglong Pagoda, and the Linggong Pagoda immediately rose to a height of 100 meters and stood in front of Shen Lang.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the full blow of the Yaoyang Sword was blocked by the Linggong Tower, and a dazzling golden light appeared on the tower wall, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
The Linggong Tower shook for a while, Shen Lang's mouth was bleeding, and the whole person was shocked by the impact of the sword light and flew out, falling down and then lowering.
Su Ruo Xuerong paled, and immediately ran up to help Shen Lang.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Shen Lang patted Su Ruoxue's fragrant shoulder.
Sure enough, as he thought, this spiritual palace tower was one level higher than the magic weapon. After blocking such a powerful blow, the backlash he received was not particularly obvious.
And even though the Yaoyang sword that flew out hit the wall of the Linggong Tower, it failed to leave a trace on the Linggong Tower.
"Gubao!"
There were several exclamations in the hall.
"Impossible! This is a Gubao? You actually have a Gubao!" Jian Wuhen shouted, his eyes widened.