Shen Lang, who had originally had no idea about life and death, suddenly spoke, and everyone was shocked.

Being beaten like this, being able to speak, and being so resistant to beat!

"Sir Left Envoy!"

Shu Ying's eyes changed, and she couldn't catch this.

Everyone's eyes immediately gathered on Shen Lang's body below.

At this time, Shen Lang had already turned over and sat up, with shocking blood marks on his face, his armor was bumpy, and countless cracks had appeared, dripping blood.

His whole body was still shrouded in the strong and unresolved killing aura, as if eroding his vitality.

With such a tragic look, Shen Lang's voice was calm and calm: "No one can interfere in the affairs of the Murong family and me!"

Shuying hesitated a little: "Sir Zuo..."

"Get back!" Shen Lang's voice suddenly raised, cold and tyrannical.

"Yes!" Shuying in the air calmed down, retreated back, and escaped into the void.

Shen Lang supported the ground with both hands and slowly stood up from the ground.

He looked at the sky proudly, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, twisted his neck, shook his hand, and put away the Immortal Sky Knife.

Then, on the ground, the left and right feet alternated and started to jump gently.

"What is he...what is he trying to do?"

"Do you still want to fight Murong?"

"Stop kidding. I couldn't figure it out if my strength was different. Now I'm seriously injured again, so how can I fight?"

"If you have magic weapons, your head will probably be broken."

"Even if you want to fight, you shouldn't put away the long sword? Could it be that he wants to deal with Murong with bare hands? It's a joke!"

"I'm afraid of face and suffering. I guess it's because I can't hide my face when I see so many people watching the battle, so I'm drunk Shuying, a strong man from the Vermillion Bird Mansion? Young people, I don't know how to live or die!"

The people around him immediately laughed.

At this time, Shen Lang was wrapped in a stream of air, slowly rose up, and stood in a position parallel to Murong.

He raised his head and looked at Murong opposite him lightly, his feet still jumping gently.

This step method is in the posture...

It is exactly the same as the "butterfly step" of the martial god Bruce Lee on Earth before traveling through time!

In this way, a silver thread flashed through Shen Lang's eyes, jumping, pointing at Murong and said lightly: "The killing armor on you is mine."

"Wow!"

When he was completely at a disadvantage, Shen Lang actually said such arrogant words, which immediately caused an uproar in the audience!

What a big tone!

If his power can crush Murong, it is normal to say such things.

The problem is that Murong's power is far beyond him now, and neither of them is in the same level!

Moreover, he was seriously injured by Murong!

On the other side of the Demon Temple, many people immediately started to laugh: "This guy must be crazy, probably he was eroding his mind by the killing aura!"

"It should be that the killing aura on the killing armor was too terrifying. He was seriously injured and was bombarded by Murong's killing aura. He was still disabled even if he was not dead."

At this time, Shen Lang smiled at Murong indifferently and said, "What you call the killing sword technique is sharp but not accurate, vicious but not smart enough, and completely dependent on the destructive nature of the killing aura. It is actually just a low-level sword technique with flaws."

"Abandoning the killing aura is worthless!"

The powerful people around were stunned.

And Murong was so angry.

Shen Lang said again: "The killing aura in the killing armor is indeed weird and powerful enough. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the killing aura is, it will have no effect on me."

"In addition, the killing armor is worn on you like a turtle shell, which is your biggest reliance."

"But there are too many things in this world, not absolute. Killing armor is not considered absolute defense."

"You Murong's shadow is really too different from Murong... If this killing armor is really worn on Murong's own body, I'm afraid I will have to turn around and go this way now. But you can't."

"Haha, hahahaha!" Murong laughed furiously: "What a ignorant guy, what an arrogance and ignorant guy, he is about to die, and he still dares to talk nonsense? This is what you are asking for!"

Because Shen Lang drank and Shuying of the Zhuque Mansion, he also said that no one was allowed to intervene, Murong had no worries anymore!

Before this, when he took action, he was actually worried about the people from the Zhuque Mansion!

"This time, I see who else can save you!"

Murong shouted violently, and his figure suddenly blurred and disappeared on the spot in an instant!

Just as Murong disappeared, Shen Lang quickly retreated ten meters in the void, and blasted out with his palm: "Devil's Gate!"

"Transport, connect, connect!"

Amid the explosion, three demon doors that released the demonic aura blocked Shen Lang!

When Murong appeared again, he stood in front of the first demon gate!

The long sword pierced forward, as if it had entered another space, and the fierce sword energy dissipated in an instant!

"What?"

Murong was stunned and felt like he entered the dark abyss.

Then he saw the fierce sword energy released from his long sword activated, exploded the demon gate, continued to move forward, and destroyed the two demon gates behind one after another.

However, in his eyes, the sword energy that could almost split the void destroyed the demon gate, but every time he passed by the demon gate, most of the power disappeared without a trace!

When this sword energy destroyed the last demon gate, it was as weak as a child fighting, and there was no threat to Shen Lang at all.

Just when the last demon door collapsed...

Shen Lang smiled coldly, his five fingers spread apart, and he grabbed Murong Xukong: "The artistic conception of death!"

As the sky turned around, Murong had already appeared in a strange space.

In this space, there is endless death.

Countless familiar or unfamiliar figures suddenly crawled out of their dead aura and crawled towards Murong overwhelmed.

These people were all killed by Murong...

Murong waved his hand and the shocking sword energy crushed all the mummies in a radius of thousands of miles.

However, in the ocean of death, more mummies and skeletons crawled out, howling and rushed towards him quickly!

"The artistic conception of death? He actually used this level of artistic conception to deal with me?" Murong laughed: "I was born in killing and was good at killing. I have been baptized in the way of killing for so many years. How can my mind be strong? How can a mere artistic conception of death affect it?"

Shen Lang's voice sounded in this dead mood: "Is that so? Why do I feel a little guilty?"

Murong's eyes turned cold: "Cere guilty? Ridiculous!"

"In the face of absolute power, mere artistic conception is simply a joke!"

"I'll let you understand how big the gap is between you and me now!"

"I'll let you see what it means to 'break skill with force'!"

While speaking, Murong's momentum surged wildly.

The long sword in his hand seemed to be a bloodthirsty beast that smelled the blood and began to tremble wildly, becoming excited!

Just then...

Shen Lang, who was standing outside, grabbed Murong with his other hand: "Abyss artistic conception, condense!"

In the artistic conception of death, a sea-like evil energy suddenly emerged out of thin air!

The terrifying evil energy and death energy immediately stirred up like a dragon, compressing towards Murong frantically!

Then he hovered around Murong quickly, tying and squeezing it!

From the outside, it looked like a gray-black dragon and a miserable green dragon, coiling Murong tightly, making it difficult for him to move!

"What kind of artistic conception is this? How could it have such an evil aura?"

"You have actually learned two kinds of artistic conceptions, and can you superimpose them?"

"Impossible! How can this artistic conception invade the armor of the killing in!"

Murong's sword finally didn't slash it down.

His body was tightly bound by two artistic conceptions in an instant.

The evil energy penetrated his body through the killing armor.

Although 99% of the evil energy is blocked and dispersed by the killing armor and killing aura, even if a little bit of evil energy enters the body, this kind of thing is unimaginable and unbearable.

"What can I do to me with my mere artistic conception? Give it to me, break it!"

Murong activated the power of the killing armor and suddenly released it out, trying to break the constraints of the two artistic powers!
To be continued...