The Nether Wolf King shouted in a human voice.

"How is it? My head is so hard. The Five Emperors Dragon Fist actually caused him a little bit of minor injuries!" Shen Lang's eyes in the air were solemn and he was slightly breathing.

Just now, this punch accumulated all his strength and thunder.

Unexpectedly, it still didn't work much.

Yu Culture and the body protection qi are extremely powerful. Although they are trapped, they stimulate the spiritual power of the whole body and are still strong in defense and difficult to break through.

The strong man at the peak of Xuanwu Realm not only has extremely strong physical bodies, but also has solidified the golden elixir in his body, and has begun to show signs of transformation from the baby.

Even if you do nothing, the defense naturally formed by the entire body is not something that ordinary Xuanwu realm powerhouses can break through.

Although Shen Lang has a strong cultivation level, a pair of flesh palms alone is not enough to break through the defense of Zui Qian Cup in the second level of Xuanwu Realm.

Although the Five Emperors Dragon Fist is powerful, it can only increase its power several times at most. It seems that it is enough to deal with the powerful people in the third and fourth levels of the Xuanwu Realm.

However, Yu Wenji, who is at the peak of the ninth level of Xuanwu Realm, is still much worse.

At this moment, three blood-colored flags were floating in front of Chu Qingcheng on the other side, muttering words in his mouth, and his hands were quickly forming seals, not knowing what he was trying to do.

At this time...

"Beast, you actually colluded with Shen Lang to assassinate me! I must tear you into pieces and crush you to ashes!"

Yu Wenyu roared angrily, his whole body trembled constantly, his chest was undulating rapidly, and blood flowed from his forehead, looking terrifying.

He endured the severe pain and raised his head, staring at Shen Lang in the sky with resentful eyes. The old ground was extremely ferocious at this moment, like a demon of hell.

The repeated setbacks and accidents made the little bit of his remaining mind confused.

At this moment, Yu Wenhe had only one thought in his mind: "Kill!"

"Kill and kill!"

"Ah!" As he screamed wildly, Yu Wenhua and his body, which was tightly entangled by the Nether Wolf King, began to grow bigger and bigger.

The Nether Wolf King, who was entangled with him, showed a look of pain in his eyes.

"No, with the current power of the Nether Wolf King, I'm afraid I can't control this old dog anymore!" Shen Lang screamed in shock.

Immediately, the black wings behind him suddenly swayed, and Shen Lang had moved horizontally to Yu Wen and the right position. His palm tightened, and Tianshui Blade slashed at his head with fierce thunder!

"The first form of the Prison-Suppressing Sword, the Demon Sword Cuts the Prison!"
Chapter completed!