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Chapter 892 Thank you for your kindness

Seeing Shen Lang suddenly taking action, the boatman next to him was frightened.

Shen Lang flew over, jumped out of the boat, and ran towards Ouyang Changfeng on his feet.

True energy condenses under your feet, and Shen Lang can stand on the water surface and will not fall.

Using light skills to float to Ouyang Changfeng, Shen Lang directly clasped his fists and said, "Brother, I will help you with your help and kill this martial arts cultivator in the Pure Land Palace!"

Ouyang Changfeng glanced at Shen Lang and was sure that he had never seen this person before. He clasped his fists and said, "Brother Tai is willing to help me, I am grateful to you, but that person is the elder of the Jile Palace. Brother Tai's actions will inevitably lead to Jile Palace."

Shen Lang sneered: "It's okay, I have an irreconcilable hatred with Jile Miyamoto!"

Ouyang Changfeng was happy and nodded, "Okay, brother, I will remember it in my heart! If this person is killed by us, we will share the spiritual stone and treasure on his body with 50%!"

"good."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, but was a little surprised. Ouyang Changfeng dared to provoke the Palace of Jile as the Spiritual Rhyme. Is this guy so lacking the Spiritual Rhyme Stone?

Seeing Shen Lang suddenly appearing, the disciples on the merchant ship of Jile Palace were shocked.

Shen Lang's joining caused a 180-degree turn. The old man in black robe glanced at Shen Lang a few times and exclaimed: "It's you! Are you Shen Canghai's son?"

"Shen Canghai's son?" Ouyang Changfeng couldn't help but look at Shen Lang a few more times.

Dan Saint Shen Canghai is famous in Linhai Tianshan Mountains and is also a top genius. Ouyang Changfeng has also heard of it.

Shen Lang glanced at the old man, a hint of mocking appeared on the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Yes, do you still recognize me?"

The old man in black robe had a "kick" in his heart. He was also present when the Jile Palace attacked the Yi family before and had seen Shen Lang.

This is not the point, the point is that this kid has a high probability of bringing the treasure of the Palace of the Palace, the Mother and Dragon Teeth Dart of the Mother and Child.

Thinking of this, the old man in black robe suddenly became timid and said in panic: "Your Excellency, don't be impulsive. The grudge between my Jile Palace and the Yi family has been lifted, don't..."

Without saying a word, Shen Lang rushed up with a long sword in his hand, and Ouyang Changfeng followed closely behind.

"The wind and the moon are snatched back."

The Qingli sword in Shen Lang's hand drew a semicircle in the air, and the blue sword god formed several afterimages and stabbed at the old man in black robe.

"This is...the Thirteen Deadly Swords!"

Ouyang Changfeng's eyes showed a trace of light, and his mind was shocked. He was crazy about practicing swords and had a deep understanding of the sword skills of the hundreds of schools of Linhai and Tianshan Mountains, but he recognized Shen Lang's sword move.

These thirteen Deadly Swords are also of the Heavenly Level Intermediate Martial Arts, which are very difficult to practice, and are even more difficult to practice than those of the Sword Sword Shura.

It seems that what Shen Lang used was not a false move, but a real move! The real Thirteen Deadly Swords, but the power seemed to be a little smaller.

The old man in black robe was startled and hurriedly pushed forward with his palms, and the fierce palm wind pressed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang leaned upward at a strange speed. A sharp sword energy carried by the Qingli Sword directly scratched the face of the old man in black robe. The blood marks of the sword energy on his face were clearly visible, and blood was overflowing.

The old man in black robe was frightened. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise his head would have been cut off by Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's sword skills can only win the moon three-stage style. Although there are only three moves, it is enough to kill people invisibly. The main reason is that it is difficult to reveal the holy weapon.

Fortunately, Ouyang Changfeng was really strong, so he took advantage of Shen Lang's attack and went straight behind the old man in black robe.

"Fengwu!" Ouyang Changfeng gritted his teeth, and his murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He quickly waved the long sword in his hand and shot out the killing move of the sword swing Shura. A large amount of sword energy gushed out from the tip of the sword, and the roar was almost about to tear the air, like a phoenix roaring in the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.

!

The old man in black robe took a breath of cold air. Such a powerful attack was hard to imagine that it was attacked by a martial artist in the early stage of the realm of transformation. The old man in black robe showed a ferocious look on his face, and pushed forward with all his palms, and the violent palm wind striking it out.

"boom!"

Countless waves splashed on the sea, strong winds were everywhere, and the sound of swords in the sky resounded all over the world.

While the old man in black robe was resisting Ouyang Changfeng's killer move, Shen Lang took action.

"Yan Bing!"

Shen Lang shrank his eyes, jumped, and shot a Yan rebellion at the old man in black robe below!

The Qingli sword in his hand let out a light whisper, and the sword body tilted down at an almost strange speed, like a flying swallow turning around, and the tip of the sword instantly flew over the head of the old man in black robe.

The Qingli Sword's body instantly split into three, forming a sharp sword energy, which pierced the brain, chest, and back of the old man in black robe.

"Beautiful sword!" Ouyang Changfeng's eyes lit up and he praised.

Faced with the attacks from both sides, the old man in black robe was unable to clone his body.

Shen Lang's sword was too close and poses the greatest threat to him, so the old man in black robe had to give priority to defending his sword moves.

But Shen Lang's sword move was very strange, and it was pierced from three directions, making it difficult for the old man in black to dodge.

"Puff!"

A sword energy stabbed into the old man with black robe's shoulders and back, poking a blood hole, and blood thrusts!

"Boom boom boom!"

The large amount of sword energy that Ouyang Changfeng hit the body of the old man in black robe.

In just one breath, the old man in black robe was hit by more than twenty sword energy, and blood mist spread in the air, blood and flesh were blurred, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed in his mouth, and he was frightened and horrified.

Shen Lang and Ouyang Changfeng had already chased him.

The old man in black robe exclaimed: "Give me a break... and spare me! Please let me go, I can give you all the spiritual stones!"

Ouyang Changfeng looked a little hesitant. His purpose was only on Lingyun Stone. If this man obediently handed over all the Lingyun Stones, it would be impossible to spare his life.

Shen Lang had no intention of letting go of him, so he raised the Qingli Sword and prepared to send him back to the west.

The old man in black robe had a numb scalp. In desperation, he jumped up and rushed upwards.

"Splitting the stars and robbing the moon!"

Shen Lang slashed out a sword energy.

The old man in black robe tried his best to push out his palms and barely defended against the attack.

Shen Lang saw the direction of the old man in black robe falling and rushed out immediately. A seven-injury general trick hit the man in the chest.

"Bang!"

A heavy muffled sound came, and the flesh and blood on the old man in black robe was blown open, his sternum and heart were shattered, and he died instantly.

Ouyang Changfeng's eyes were filled with a hint of shock. Generally speaking, few people learned several martial arts and techniques at the same time. Because it took too much time, Shen Lang not only knew sword skills, but also practiced Seven Injury Fist so profoundly, which was really surprising.

Shen Lang pulled up the body of the old man in black robe and threw it on the merchant ship in the Palace of Paradise.

The disciples of the Pure Land Palace were so scared that they fled out of the sky, and they fled four times, using their light skills to run wildly towards the sea. Within a few breaths, the merchant ship was empty.

"Thanks to my brother-in-law's help, Ouyang Changfeng dares to ask about his name." Ouyang Changfeng broke through the waves and politely clasped his fists at Shen Langke. "My name is Shen Lang." Shen Lang said casually.
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