Chapter 1190: Isn't it too strong?

Duan Jian became angry, trembling with anger, and shouted: "A mere trash, dare to laugh at this son! I will let you know the true strength of this son!"
After roaring, Duan Jian offered a small purple sword. The hilt of the sword was still burning with layers of thunder fire, and a large number of arcs surged, which looked amazing.
This is Duan Jian's top-grade magic weapon Thunder Fire Sword. This sword is made of extremely rare thunder gang stone and fire melting crystal, and contains the power of fire and thunder. It can release thunder fire with amazing power.
The Thunder Fire Sword can be considered the top class magic weapon.
The onlookers at the formation stage cultivator showed an expression of admiration, and he was worthy of being the son of Daoyang, and he was indeed rich.
Not to be outdone, Shen Lang sacrificed the magic weapon Golden Thunder Halberd.
The three-meter-long golden halberd was held by Shen Lang, and the tip of the halberd gushed out a "cracking" golden arc.
"This is the Golden Thunder Halberd of Blood Refining Sect Liu Kun, why is it in your hands! What is your relationship with him?" Duan Jian saw a trace of surprise on his face.
"It doesn't matter. I killed Liu Kun, and his things are naturally mine." Shen Lang shrugged and said.
Upon hearing this, the many cultivators who were watching were shocked.
Liu Kun's name is still known by some monks in the formation period. Liu Kun is the law enforcement elder of the Blood Refining Sect, and his strength is considered outstanding in the early stage of alchemy.
It's not easy for the person in front of him, he could kill Liu Kun? It's no wonder that just by relying on a mysterious shield to block the attack of the Ziyang Fire Dragon, now he can come up with the magic weapon of the Golden Thunder Halberd.
The monks with a little experience know that the lightning magic weapon has the most destructive power among all the common magic weapons. Of course, Gubao is an exception.
Jin Lei is the more powerful kind of ordinary thunder and lightning. On the pros and cons of magic weapons, the Jin Lei halberd in Shen Lang's hand is not weaker than Duan Jian's Thunder Fire Sword.
Duan Jian's expression was dark and said: "Huh, I'll look down on you a little bit. There is a kind of one more blow!"
As soon as the voice fell, Duan Jian pinched the Jue with one hand, and the Thunder Fire Sword turned into a purple light and shot towards Shen Lang.
"boom!"
The Thunder Sword turned into a thunder and fire storm, unmatched.
Shen Lang urged and waved the golden thunder halberd, and slammed forward.
A large number of golden lightning hit the thunderfire, and the power released by the two magic weapons collided, and the thunderfire and the golden thunder intertwined with each other, making a sharp and harsh sound.
Shen Lang injected spiritual power into the golden thunder halberd, and the thunder light soared, barely resisting the thunder fire storm carried by the thunder fire sword.
Some of the aftermath of thunder and fire was also resisted by the sword and shield in front of him.
"Humph!" Duan Jianxin was unwilling, pushing his right hand forward, and a purple-gold purple sun fire dragon attacked Shen Lang again.
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and urged Jin Leiji with all his strength.
"Bah Bah Bah!"
The golden light of the wandering dragon pattern carved on the halberd tip rose sharply.
"Thunder Dragon, come out!"
Shen Lang raised the halberd and waved forward, and then, a golden thunder dragon over ten meters long burst out! The electric arcs all over his body "cracked", and rushed toward the purple sun fire dragon in the air like a fright.
"boom!"
When the two fire dragons collided together, the power of Thunder Dragon was obviously stronger.
Almost just in the blink of an eye, Thunder Dragon broke open the fire dragon, and Duan Jian struck.
Duan Jian's expression finally changed, and he quickly threw out a crystal magic shield, propped up a bright white shield. Immediately afterwards, his right palm kept hitting Ziyang flames to resist the attack of Thunder Dragon.
Seeing Duan Jian adopting a defensive posture, Shen Lang immediately increased his attack.
With a wave of one hand, a large number of Qi swords gathered in front of him.
"Pure Yang Jian Jue, disease!"
With a violent drink, countless Qi swords rose into the sky, shooting towards Duan Jian like a torrential rain.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
The Qi sword fell on Duan Jian's shining white shield, and numerous circular pits were exploded around him, with white light glaring. In an instant, the entire hill was blown up by a half.
The surrounding cultivators were dumbfounded, wondering what kind of sword art this is that has such a terrifying power?
Shen Lang refused to give up, threw out the magic weapon fire cloud ring with his left hand, playing spiritual power.
"Buzz!"
The ring of fire clouds rose more than ten meters wide in mid-air, and raging red fire spewed out from the center of the ring. Like a large laser cannon, the fire continued to gush towards Duan Jian.
The attack from three directions caught Duan Jian off guard, even if he had a high-grade magic shield, it seemed a bit difficult. He immediately recalled the Thunder Fire Sword for defense.
Shen Lang continuously urged the Pure Yang Sword Art, countless Qi swords rose into the sky, a large amount of white light bombarded Duan Jian's shining white shield.
With the airtight attack, Duan Jian had to defend with all his strength, and could not spare any time to sacrifice the magic weapon.
A faint cold sweat broke out on Duan Jian's forehead, and finally realized that he had underestimated Shen Lang. This man was a bit weird with strong strength, and he did not give people a chance to breathe. He had very rich combat experience.
Everyone showed surprises. They thought that Shen Lang would definitely be no match for Duan Jian, but they didn't expect the battle situation to be completely opposite to what they thought.
This casual cultivator is too strong, right?
Xiao Ling'er was the most surprised.
Having not seen each other for only twenty years, Shen Lang's cultivation has grown from the initial stage of Nirvana to the initial stage of the formation of alchemy.
This has surprised Xiao Ling'er enough. Even so, she was not optimistic about Shen Lang, but felt that Shen Lang would be in great danger, after all, Duan Jian's strength was too strong.
But what she never expected was that Shen Lang was able to suppress Duan Jian and gain the upper hand.
Even more surprising is yet to come.
Seeing that the three attacks still couldn't break Duanjian's defense, Shen Lang immediately displayed the Nine Changes of Blood Spirit.
A golden ape pattern lit up on his chest, and Shen Lang suddenly transformed into a two-hundred-meter-high giant ape, like a mountain.
"Roar!"
The giant ape opened his mouth and fangs, roared wildly, and the sound shook a hundred miles, the golden holy sun's battle energy overflowed his body.
After breaking through the pill formation period, the magical powers of the Blood Spirit Nine Transformations have naturally increased a lot, which is completely different from the previous two levels.
"This...what kind of exercise is this?"
"Qingshan Great Ape? Or an entity?"
The huge aura of the Golden Retriever Great Ape shocked all the cultivators in the formation stage who were onlookers, taking a breath of cold air, and all showing incredible expressions.
While urging the Huoyun ring, the giant ape clenched his right fist, a golden glow appeared on his fist, and slammed it at the Duan Jian in the center of the white shield.
"boom!"
A violent roar sounded, and the ground shook the mountains.
The giant ape's divine power was released, and a fist full of golden fighting spirit smashed a crack in the white shield.
Immediately afterwards, the giant ape opened his mouth and spouted a blue-white sword of tens of meters long, and shot it out.
The huge air sword slammed into the shield, causing a big explosion.
"Crack!"
Finally, the defense of Duan Jian's body was broken, and the magic weapon of the crystal shield was lost.
Duan Jian also suffered from the aftermath of the explosion. His clothes were in tatters, the jade crown on his head was shot down, his head was disheveled, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"It's impossible!" Duan Jian's eyes were about to split, and he roared angrily.