"The gap is too big, so it's going to be killed" "If the warriors of the Asura clan are all as strong as Pan Lang, do we still have a chance to win?"
"How could it be that Pan Lang must be one of the most powerful martial artists among them, otherwise, he wouldn't be the first to call for battle" The first battle started faster and ended faster.
Pan Lang used a spear to carry the corpse of the pinnacle Heavenly Monarch from the Heavenly Realm to celebrate the victory.
The warriors of the Asura clan cheered heartily, and the momentum was even better than before, and the great victory of the young patriarch made their confidence skyrocket, thinking that the more than 1,000 warriors in front of them were vulnerable.
Some of the young disciples' faces turned pale, and Pan Lang's strength really frightened them.
If they were the ones who shot just now, then it was their corpses that were now being picked up by Pan Lang to demonstrate.
Pan Langcai has two heads and four arms, and among the warriors of the Asura tribe, there are also three heads and six arms, wouldn't it be even more difficult to fight "It's too weak, dare you stand up for a stronger one" Pan Lang threw the corpse away, using his blood-stained spear, pointing in the direction of the sword demon.
Among the more than a thousand martial artists, some are peak Heavenly Monarchs, and the sword demons will definitely not be strong.
If the Sword Demon is the pinnacle of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, he is indeed not afraid of Pan Lang, but it is a pity that he is only in the middle of the Heavenly Monarch Realm and is not Pan Lang's opponent.
"I'll come" Another peak Heavenly Monarch stood up, which surprised Pan Lang.
Pan Lang also thought that the battle just now could scare the courage of the Heavenly Realm martial artists.
Who knows, as soon as his words fell, there was a peak Heavenly Monarch who was not afraid of his combat power and was ready to fight him to the death. has seen Pan Lang fight against other peak heavenly monarchs, and he still dares to fight, which is enough to show that his strength is not bad.
If he didn't have faith in himself, he wouldn't have come out to die.
Fighting with the warriors of the Asura tribe, there is no such thing as fighting, there will be no victory or defeat, only life and death.
"King Fist of Ten Thousand Trees" What he mastered was the fifth-level Wood Origin, and with one punch, thousands of ancient trees rose to the sky.
The nine Dao rules condensed into a cyan fist shadow, as if it could shatter the sky and smash it fiercely at Pan Lang, the young patriarch of the seventh tribe.
Thousands of ancient trees fell one after another at this time, like a heavenly sword, sharp and terrifying.
"A little ability, but unfortunately, it's not enough" Pan Lang roared angrily, holding the spear in both hands, and spun it quickly.
The spear is like a bronze mirror, dense and unventilated, and no matter how many ancient trees fall, all of them are crushed by the spear.
At the same time, his hands holding the war knife suddenly exerted force, and the war knife slashed into the air, slashing at the cyan fist shadow.
There was a loud bang, and the cyan fist shadow appeared with dense cracks.
The pinnacle Heavenly Monarch, who was born in the power of the emperor, moved his feet, as if shrinking into inches, and instantly came to Pan Lang's side.
A pair of fists smashed Pan Lang's chest, even if Pan Lang had four arms, he was too late to resist now, so he had to bear his punch alive.
"Don't talk about the peak Heavenly Monarch, even if it is the early Tianzun, you still can't withstand my fist strength, so let's die."
He thought that the punch just now had already injured Pan Lang's internal organs, and then, he only needed one punch after another to beat Pan Lang to death.
It's a pity that the truth is different from what he imagined, Pan Lang's body is far stronger than he thought, and the punch just now just made Pan Lang feel pain.
The spear stabbed out, the sword slashed, and Pan Lang's two pairs of arms attacked at the same time.
Tianjun, who was born at the peak of the emperor's power, finally realized what it means to be invincible with two fists and four hands.
He only has one pair of fists, but Pan Lang has four hands, and if he fights again, he has no chance of winning.
"I only want to retire now, is it too late?"
Pan Lang sensed his opponent's intentions, and the speed of his shot became faster and faster.
The two of them fought fast, and Pan Lang's two heads and four arms showed an absolute advantage.
Born at the pinnacle of the Emperor's power, one was careless, and half of his shoulder was cut off by Pan Lang's sword.
"Senior brother, be careful" A young disciple exclaimed, he couldn't wait to kill Pan Lang in person and save his senior brother.
It's just that the warriors of the Asura tribe have already noticed him, and once he makes a move, the warriors of the Asura tribe will definitely follow, and when the time comes, he will not only not be able to save his senior brother, but he may also take his own life.
"It's you who want to fight me, what, now I know I'm afraid" Pan Lang had a sinister smile on his face, and the peak Heavenly Monarch who was born in the Emperor's power was about to refute, but a pair of pupils suddenly contracted, because he felt a sharp pain, and a spear pierced his chest.
Although he was stronger than the first Peak Heavenly Monarch to strike, their fate was the same.
Another peak Heavenly Monarch was killed, and the momentum of the Asura clan warrior was even stronger.
Even if the number of warriors of the Asura clan is not as good as that of the Demon Cloud and their alliance, their momentum has surpassed that of the Demon Cloud and their alliance.
It's just that Pan Lang's strength has surpassed the vast majority of peak heavenly monarchs present.
"Who else" Pan Lang laughed and killed two peak Heavenly Monarchs in a row, which made him feel good.
Although many martial artists from the heavenly realm couldn't get used to his face, they didn't have the courage to stand up, because fighting Pan Lang would end up dead.
In order to survive, you have to endure if you can, and you have to endure if you can't.
"Me" Demon Yun had to stand up, the alliance was proposed by her first, if at this juncture, she didn't do anything, it would inevitably make others feel that the alliance was fragile.
Although she was only a woman, her strength was definitely much more powerful than the previous two peak Heavenly Monarchs.
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The pinnacle of the major forces, some are ashamed, some are happy, and some are stunned.
It's not that there are no peak Heavenly Monarchs who are stronger than the previous two among them, it's just that they haven't figured out Pan Lang's hole cards yet, and they don't want to make rash moves when they are not sure how strong Pan Lang is.
"Tsk, is there no one in your heavenly realm, and you actually let a delicate beauty fight with me, if I destroy the flowers with my hot hands, wouldn't she die tragically under my spear?"
With two consecutive victories, Pan Lang had already begun to swell, thinking that the Heavenly Realm Martial Artist was not worth mentioning.
What's more, Youyun is still a beauty, which greatly lowers his vigilance.
Throughout the ages, in which era, there are not men who are stronger than empresses, but can the number of empresses be comparable to men "Spicy hand destroying flowers" Demon Yun pursed his lips and said indifferently, "If you have the ability to destroy flowers with spicy hands, just come."
Even if he was queuing up outside the martial arts corridor, Demon Cloud didn't go all out.
For her, there is no difference between entering the martial arts corridor a few hours earlier and entering the martial arts corridor a few hours later.
Of course, if she was asked to wait at the end, she would not be happy.
A snow-white fox tail swept towards Pan Lang from the top of the demon cloud's head.
The nine-tailed demon fox clan is the strongest willed race, and the demon cloud is planning to rely on the will to attack Pan Lang.
The will attack methods of the Heavenly Fox Holy Land are innumerable, and Demon Yun is the holy daughter of the Heavenly Fox Holy Land, and she can learn as much as she wants.
Pan Lang is a king-level will, and Demon Yun is also a king-level will, but Demon Yun believes that Pan Lang is definitely not her opponent when the will fights.
If the will of the demon cloud is attacked, it is not as good as an asura, then what face does she have to say that she is from the nine-tailed demon fox clan "Since you want to compare the will, then the young patriarch will play with you."
Don't look at him as just a young patriarch, in fact, he has lived for three thousand years.
Such a long period of time is enough for him to reach the top in all aspects.
If he hadn't been limited by the rules of the Shura Realm, he would have been able to break through to the Heavenly Venerable Realm long ago.
Demon Yun used his will to attack, and Pan Lang did not have the slightest fear at all.
The time that the Shura clan has been imprisoned in the Shura realm is too long, so long that they have forgotten that the nine-tailed demon fox clan is the strongest race in the world.
If you change to the genius of the Shura clan in the wilderness period, you will definitely not be stupid to compete with the genius of the nine-tailed demon fox clan.
Pan Lang used his will, condensed into a war knife, and slashed at the snow-white fox's tail.
There was no violent collision as imagined, but it was like a knife slashing on cotton, which made Pan Lang feel uncomfortable for a while.
Before Pan Lang could slow down, another snow-white fox tail swept over.
He did not continue to use the war knife, because the war knife was useless, so Pan Lang used his will to condense into a spear.
He was going to use his spear to roll up the fox's tail.
Unfortunately, he didn't succeed, because the second fox's tail was rock-solid, not only was it not soft, but it seemed to be harder than a ground-grade weapon.
Immediately after, a third snow-white fox tail appeared, and Pan Lang only hesitated for a moment before condensing into a war knife again.
Pan Lang didn't know whether the third snow-white fox tail was soft or hard, so he still planned to split it.
If it was soft, although he didn't take advantage, he didn't suffer either.
If it is hard, he is confident that he can have the upper hand.
"World of Will Projection" At this time, the demon cloud suddenly used the Will World projection, and the remaining six snow-white fox tails appeared at the same time.
Pan Lang had no choice but to use the same projection of the will world.
It's just that in just a moment, Pan Lang sensed that something was wrong, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and Pan Lang only felt weak.
If Pan Lang didn't know that he had been tricked by now, then he would be a fool.
It's a pity that the projection of the demon cloud's will world is too strong, so strong that Pan Lang knows that his will can't fight the demon cloud, so he can only continue to fight with the demon cloud.
It's not that Pan Lang wants to fight, but now that Pan Lang withdraws his will, his will world will definitely be hit hard.
"Son, you have to remember that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can't be underestimated, because beautiful appearance is their best disguise."
Pan Lang's ears sounded the words of the Seven Patriarchs, the Seven Patriarchs had taught him before, but unfortunately he had forgotten them for a long time.
Now, the Demon Cloud's will attack is like a thousand troops, impacting Pan Lang's will world.
Pan Lang's body was crumbling, as if he might fall at any moment.
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