Shen Lang stepped back more than ten steps to stabilize himself, and his whole body was filled with Qi and blood.

Just now, he tried his best to block the sword without trace.

If the sword has no trace, it is more powerful, and you will be injured.

Shen Lang's eyes showed a touch of horror. This little fart boy's strength is really very strong, and judging from this blow just now, it seems that the little fart hasn't exerted all his strength.

Many monks in the hall glanced at Shen Lang, and most of their faces showed a little surprise.

I didn't expect that someone here could make a tie with the abnormal swords without marks. Who is that boy?

The sword has no trace. It is a rare genius. It is quite famous in the wild land. Among the monks who entered the Manshen palace, more than 20 monks joined hands in the late stage of virtual state, and almost all of them could not hurt him at all.

"Ha ha, it's good. I have some skills. I can take on my young master. But these are not your real abilities, are they? " The sword has no trace and a proud smile. The golden sword in the hand is thrown into the sky and rushes over with flying sword.

"Swordsmanship?" Shen Lang frowned, but he recognized the move of sword without trace.

In Nirvana period, you can learn the imperial sword method which can only be learned by martial arts cultivation. Can you learn this kind of virtual state in the later stage?

The sword is traceless, and the golden sword rushes forward like lightning. The golden sword in the hand is held in the hand and splits downward! The speed has reached a staggering speed.

Shen's face is almost too fast to react.

"Dang!"

A clear sound sounded.

Shen Lang's arm sank suddenly. He felt that his strength of ten thousand jin fell down and almost broke his hand bone.

"Cough..." Shen Lang coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were also injured to varying degrees.

Damn it, this kid's strength has surpassed his own.

Before that, he saw Shen Lang's accomplishments in the middle of the virtual state of the sword without trace, so he deliberately left a hand. If the sword had no trace at all, Shen Lang would not turn into a giant ape, and he would not be the opponent of this little boy.

Of course, the nine changes of blood spirit is Shen Lang's way of pressing the box. He doesn't want to take it out so soon.

"Drink Shen Lang doesn't believe in evil. He continues to wave the sky breaking dagger. Three blue mansions attack the sword without trace.

"Boom

The sword has no trace, and there is no panic in the slightest. It just straightens the golden sword in the hand and stands in front of himself. It's so easy to attack.

Su Ruo snow see potential is not good, also rushed to come to support, double pupil a bright, hit a blood charm blood light.

"Why? What kind of skill is this? " The sword has no trace, his face changed slightly. It seems that he felt the blood light carrying a strange power. He immediately turned aside to avoid the blow.

Su Ruoxue's blood magic light hit the sky, this is the first time.

The sword has no trace. He waves the golden sword in his hand. A golden sword comes and Su Ruoxue quickly parries.

But the strength is very different, Su Ruoxue didn't wait to completely block the sword. She stepped back more than ten steps, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and she was already hurt.

Jian Wuji doesn't mean to kill Su Ruoxue. She just wants to drive her back. Shen Lang is his target.

"Wanjian Jue!"

The sword has no trace. His eyes stare at Shen Lang and drinks loudly. The golden sword flies up and turns into hundreds of golden swords like a phantom.

For a moment, a large number of golden swords in mid air, with their swords, swept over the waves.

The amazing power of wanjian Jue makes Shen Lang take a breath of cold air. The sword has no trace and uses 100% of his strength. This move makes Shen Lang feel the threat of death after a long time!

Shen Lang's face was very gloomy. With one hand stretched out, the white green hill appeared in the palm of his hand, spinning at a high speed.

"Drink

Shen Lang's eyes were bloodshot, and the four color Zhenyuan in the elixir field rushed into the white green mountain. The white green mountain suddenly expanded and rose to hundreds of meters high, which instantly blocked the impact of the sword formula.

"Ding ding ding ding ding!"

A large number of flying swords collide with baiqingshan. Shen Lang clenches his teeth and urges Bai Qingshan to attack Yu jianjue.

Thanks to Bai Qingshan, all attacks are blocked, but Shen Lang's mouth spits out a mouthful of blood. Bai Qingshan was forced to block such a huge attack, which made him suffer a little bit of revenge.

Damn it, this kid's strength is not so strong.

It is different from all the practice in the later period of the virtual state encountered by Shen lang. this sword has no trace, and even has some attack means of Nirvana friars.

The other side is only nine years old, and his strength has been so strong, which is unbelievable!

Sword without trace is the first genius among the seven wild sects. I am the 11th "spirit body" in the top 100 constitutions. This Constitution not only has a very fast speed of cultivation, but also is naturally able to communicate with objects such as weapons, which exerts amazing power that ordinary people are hard to exert.

For example, it is also a super sacred weapon long sword. The sword has no trace and can even play a double or even three or four times the power!"Hehe, it turns out that your strength is nothing more than that. It's my childe who thinks highly of you. If you had not borrowed Bai Qingshan, I would have killed you! If you have any other treasures, please take them out and let me have some fun. " The sword has no trace and says with a proud smile.

Shen Lang's heart must be a little unwilling to be ridiculed by a little fart child.

Turning into a giant ape of Qingshan should be able to kill the little boy. However, Shen Lang didn't want to be so high-profile for the time being when he thought of the next level. He had another idea in his mind.

"You are really good, little friend. Since you are so conceited, you can play with my uncle and my puppet Shen Lang grinned coldly, and his storage ring lit up and took out something from it.

A black coffin!

Shen Lang stretched out his right hand, and the white soul swallowing bottle appeared in his palm.

Crazy into the soul swallowing bottle Zhenyuan, the mouth of the bottle is covered with a white light, instantly gushing out a large number of soul, was inhaled into the black coffin.

Shen Lang released all the souls in the soul swallowing bottle.

In the black coffin is the dead bone puppet that Shen Lang got in the magic fog island before. The puppet is almost complete, but only a small part of the hand bone is missing.

Although there is no master spirit in the soul swallowing bottle, it can only make the puppet play a 34% strength, but it is more than enough to kill a virtual martial arts cultivation!

Soon.

The dead bone puppet, which absorbed a lot of life and soul, was awakened again. There was a deep and strange roar in the coffin. The sound was especially penetrating and even could shake the spirits, which made people feel terrible.

The sword has no trace, his face slightly changed and asked, "it's interesting. What's this?"

"What, of course, can kill you!" Shen Lang grinned coldly and immediately lifted the cover of the coffin.

"Hoo Hoo!"

A roaring sound came from the air, and the dead puppet suddenly flew out of the coffin, roared fiercely, and rushed directly towards the sword without trace.

As soon as the puppet skeleton wakes up, it sends out a terrible breath. The empty eyes twinkle with blood light, and the strong murderous spirit is just like substantiation.

All the monks in the hall who had witnessed this scene were shocked.

"Is this a puppet?" Finally, a trace of horror appeared on his face.

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