"roar!"

Chen Feng raised his head and looked directly at the direction where Shen Lang was. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. His right foot stomped heavily in the field again. The gravel flew, and the powerful momentum swept across the audience.

It was at this moment that a ball of black mist slowly emerged from his back, turning into a huge black bear, grinning at Shen Lang hoarsely and roaring wildly.

As the Shenfeng Kuang Martial Soul "Dark Demon Bear" escaped from his body, his momentum finally increased to its peak.

The whole person is majestic, like a god of war.

"Chen Fengkuang used his martial soul from the beginning. It seems that this battle will be extremely exciting."

"He has practiced the 'Eight Desolate Divine Fist' to the fourth level, and is the only one among our generation of Shen family who has practiced this boxing skills to this level. Cooperating with the 'Wolf Tooth Gloves' and Martial Soul, even if Chen Fengxiao, who is in the fifth level of Qiwu Realm, wants to defeat him, it will not be easy. Shen Lang is going to be unlucky this time!"

"Yes, even if this kid scares Chen Quan away with his momentum, it's nothing great. Chen Quan is just the second level of Qiwu Realm. Compared with Chen Fengkuang, it's more than one piece of difference. Let's see how this arrogant guy can earn his own fruit!"

"The Dark Demon Bear is known for his strength. After integrating into Chen Fengkuang's arms, he can make his power extremely powerful, strengthen several times, and can hit a master of the fifth level of the martial arts realm with one punch... He has never lost in the past ten games. How could a weak body like Shen Lang stop him?"

The people from the Shen family were excited and wanted to see the scene where Chen Feng crushed Shen Lang.

Shui Qingwu on the VIP seat frowned slightly, feeling thoughtful.

She didn't know much about Shen Lang's strength. Although she had a little doubt that he was the ghost-faced man who defeated the demon corpse, she was just a little doubt after all, and there was no evidence.

Even if she thought Shen Lang would not be too weak, she had to admit that even if she went up, if she didn't rely on powerful spiritual weapons or the Shui family's unique body techniques, it would probably take a lot of effort to defeat the other party.

From the momentum, the Shen Feng was too powerful than the Shen Quan who had retreated without fighting before.

One is the warriors in the second level of Qi Wu Realm, and the other is the peak warrior in the fourth level of Qi Wu Realm... who can fight against the fifth level of Qi Wu Realm!

...

A boiling atmosphere immediately enveloped the entire martial arts performance venue, and a series of hot eyes were firmly staring at the two people on the ring.

A battle that people are looking forward to will begin soon.

It is time for everyone to see what kind of cultivation Shen Lang has and why he dares to be so arrogant.

"Shen Lang, I won't hold back at all this battle. You are the first person to let me use all the cards from the beginning! With this alone, you are proud enough!"

As Chen Fengkuang said this, a more domineering aura suddenly erupted from his body.

This momentum is so strong that even Chen Fengxiao and others below the ring feel difficult to breathe.

The huge shadow of the demon bear behind Chen Fengkuang immediately turned forward, turning into a ball of black mist and wrapped his arms from his fist to his shoulders.

The huge pair of boxing gloves seemed to have grown a little bit longer at this moment.

At the same time, his body burst into a crisp sound like a bean crushing.

"So strong, too strong!"

"Haha, Shen Lang is dead now!"

The crowd around was even more excited.

In the high stands, the elder nodded secretly: "The strength shown by Feng Kuang does not have to be bad at all. This battle seems to be very exciting..."

"It seems stupid to show all the trump cards from the beginning, but it suppressed the opponent in momentum, and forced the opponent to do his best from the beginning to reveal the trump cards. Feng Kuang is good, very good!"

The other elders also nodded repeatedly, applauding Chen Fengkuang.

The dark demon bear's martial souls were all integrated into their arms. Feeling the powerful power of their arms, Chen Fengkuang's confidence increased greatly.

His eyes slowly raised, looking at Shen Lang, who was holding a long sword opposite, who had been expressionless on his face, suddenly, Shen Feng shouted in a low voice in the field. Immediately, the huge figure, with a fierce momentum moving forward, shot away at Shen Lang who was standing still in motion in countless hot eyes!

"Eight Desolate Divine Fist, Fist determines the Eight Desolate!"

The Eight Desolate Divine Fist, the fist is as famous as its name, and its momentum is like thunder, destroying thousands of pounds, and it is extremely domineering.

With a loud shout, before Shen Feng Kuangren arrived, the fist power had arrived, and fist shadows broke through the air and roared towards Shen Lang.

The strong wind blew Shen Lang's long hair and robe, but he was still motionless and expressionless.

The overwhelming palm prints were about to fall on Shen Lang's body, and the hearts of Xue Dingdang, Shui Qingwu and others were all in their throats.

However, the clan leader Shen Haoxuan, on the highest platform, showed a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

The family is good at martial arts and has no eyes. If Shen Lang is really killed by Chen Fengkuang with one move, Jubao Pavilion will not be able to say anything.

By then, everyone will die. Could it be that the Shen family will be embarrassed by a dead person?

"The Eight Desolate Divine Fist is really too powerful. Although Chen Fengkuang is at the fourth level of Qi Wu Realm, the fierceness of this fist is difficult for even a master of the fifth level of Qi Wu Realm to fight head-on!"

The people in the Shen family were secretly shocked and overjoyed.

I saw that the air around Shen Lang's body was twisted, and his fists were filled with shadows, which was so terrifying.

However, at this time, Shen Lang was still as motionless as a mountain, when the violent fist was about to reach his sight...

The brilliant light illuminated the sky, and a sword light seemed to pierce the sky and fell from the sky.

The fist energy in the sky was torn apart by the unparalleled sword light and shattered one by one.

"It's ridiculous that boxing of this level can be called "Divine Fist"." Shen Lang sneered.

Immediately, his body moved and rushed out like a ghost. The sword in his hand seemed to use no skills, but just pointed straight at Chen Feng's throat.

"This is impossible!" Chen Fengkuang's face changed drastically, his arms shook, his fist power continued to blast out, and his body retreated violently.

If you want to directly break his fist, you need at least a master with a cultivation level above the sixth level of Qi Martial Realm. Even if you are a master with a fifth level of Qi Martial Realm, if you encounter the strongest killing moves of the Eight Desolate God Fist, you have to retreat and use various body techniques to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang waved his hand and tore all the fist energy apart with just one sword!

If you want to do this, either Shen Lang's cultivation level is above the sixth level of Qi Martial Arts, or he has practiced his martial arts to the extreme, so that his martial arts can be invisible and move with your heart, and that it is possible to break the Eight Desolate Divine Fist in an instant!

However, even if you are a master with a cultivation level of Qi and Martial Arts above the sixth level of the martial arts realm, you still need to release your martial soul before you can achieve this perfectly.

But Shen Lang did not release any martial souls at all!

"Can this be said that this is just a sixteen-year-old boy, who is considered a waste by the Shen family, has practiced martial arts to the extreme?"

The surging fighting spirit in Chen Fengkuang's heart receded like a tide, leaving behind incredible fear.

"Shit!"

The fist energy that Chen Fengkuang blasted back while blew away was torn apart by Shen Lang's long sword. The ghostly sword did not even emit the spiritual light, approaching Chen Fengkuang's throat at a speed that made people feel terrified.

No one could understand the fear of the sword better than Chen Fengkuang on the field. He clearly felt motionless, but no matter how he dodged and retreated, the sword kept pointing at his throat and was constantly approaching!

"Pop!"

When the last fist was penetrated by Shen Lang's long sword like a soap bubble, Chen Fengkuang finally stopped and remained motionless.

The sword pressed against his throat, and a drop of blood flowed down the sword, and dripped to the ground with a "click".

"Gu..." Chen Feng's throat rolled, he swallowed, and cold sweat dripped down his cheeks from his forehead.

He raised his head and looked at the handsome face of the expressionless boy in front of him. An uncontrollable bone-chilling chill oozed out from the soles of his feet, making him feel like an ice cellar.

At this moment, Chen Fengkuang felt the breath of death and the fear that rushes before death.

At this time, he believed it without a doubt. As long as he dared to move again, Shen Lang's long sword would immediately pierce his throat.

There is absolutely no chance to avoid this sword!

"I don't understand. I clearly feel that your power is not much stronger than me, and your long sword is just an ordinary weapon. Why is my Eight Desolate Divine Fist so vulnerable in front of you..." Chen Feng was in pain and said ah.

Everyone in the martial arts field held their breath and condensed their breath. Looking at all, they all wanted to hear the answers to Chen Fengkuang's question.

At this time, the Shen family's mood was too complicated. They had been looking forward to Shen Lang taking action, wanting to see his strength clearly...

Now that he finally took action, everyone found that the strength of the young man was even more difficult to figure out.

If you have to rely on this duel to judge Shen Lang's strength, you can only use four words: unfathomable!

There are so many people present, no one can do what Shen Lang did before.

Even those elders can't do it...

Since Shen Lang can push Chen Feng into a desperate situation with one move, there is no need to fight the others below. Even if the highly respected Chen Feng smiles, he may not be able to escape this result.

Shen Lang's sword was too amazing and too mysterious!

"Sword stance." Shen Lang spit out two words from his mouth.

The audience was in an uproar.

Anyone who practices martial arts understands that "momentum" is the "momentum" of heaven and earth. The "momentum" of heaven and earth, the "momentum" of swordsmanship, and the formation has "momentum"...

"State" is the purest understanding of martial arts and heavenly ways.

That requires an extremely high level of cultivation to understand thoroughly. According to legend, at least one must reach the Xuanwu realm or above in order to get in touch with this thing and to figure out the mysterious thing of "momentum".

However, the person who uses the "sword force" to break Chen Fengkuang's strongest move is a boy who is only sixteen years old!

And he is a boy who is regarded as a waste by everyone!

"I'm defeated, convinced..." Chen Feng's face was depressed.

Shen Lang swung his right hand, and the long sword turned into a shiny light and nailed it to a dazed boy, which scared him and the people nearby.

The man was the boy who was distracted by Shui Qingwu before, then snatched the sword by Shen Lang and kicked it down with one kick.

"I think I used this method to defeat Chen Fengkuang. Are you all dissatisfied?" Shen Lang looked at the people below with faint smile and said.
To be continued...