V6.Chapter 278

"The gap is too big, it will be killed."

"If all the warriors of the Asura tribe are as powerful as Pan Lang, do we still have a chance of winning?"

"How is it possible? Pan Lang must be one of the most powerful fighters among them, otherwise, he wouldn't be the first to call Zhan."

The first battle started quickly and ended even faster. Pan Lang used a spear to pick up the corpse of the peak Tianjun from the heavens, celebrating the victory. The warriors of the Asura tribe cheered heartily, and their momentum was even stronger than before. The big victory made their confidence soar, thinking that the more than a thousand warriors in front of them were vulnerable.

Some of the young disciples turned pale. Pan Lang's strength had indeed frightened them. If they were the ones who made the move just now, then the ones being picked up by Pan Lang to demonstrate are their corpses. Pan Lang has two heads and four arms. Among them, there are three-headed and six-armed people, wouldn't it be more difficult to fight.

"Too weak, dare to stand up for a stronger one."

Pan Lang threw away the corpse, and using a blood-stained spear, he pointed in the direction of the sword demons. Among the more than a thousand warriors, some were peak heavenly monarchs, and the sword demons would definitely not stand out. At the peak of the realm, he is indeed not afraid of Pan Lang, but it is a pity that he is only in the middle stage of the Tianjun realm, and he is not Pan Lang's opponent.

"I come."

Another Peak Tianjun stood up, which surprised Pan Lang. Pan Lang thought that the battle just now could scare the courage of the warriors in the heavenly realm. Jun is not afraid of his combat power, ready to fight him to the death.

I have seen Pan Lang fight against other peak heavenly monarchs, and he dared to fight, which is enough to show that his strength is not bad. If he had no confidence in himself, he would definitely not come out to die. Fighting against the warriors of the Asura tribe, there is no saying that they can learn from each other. There will be no victory or defeat, only life and death.

"Wan Mu Wang Fist."

What he grasped was the origin of wood at the fifth level. With one punch, thousands of ancient trees would soar into the sky. Pan Lang, the young patriarch of the seventh tribe, thousands of ancient trees fell at this time, like a sky sword, terrifyingly sharp.

"A little skill, but unfortunately, it's not enough."

Pan Lang roared, holding the spear in both hands, and spun it rapidly. The spear was like a bronze mirror, airtight, no matter how many ancient trees fell, they would all be crushed by the spear. At the same time, he held the sword With both hands, with a sudden force, the saber slashed across the air, and struck the cyan shadow of the fist. There was a loud noise, and dense cracks appeared on the cyan shadow of the fist.

The peak Tianjun, who was born in the imperial power, moved his feet, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, and instantly came to Pan Lang's body, a pair of fists, slammed on Pan Lang's chest, even though Pan Lang had four arms , and now it was too late to resist, so he had to bear his punch alive.

"Let's not talk about the peak Tianjun, even if it is the early Tianzun, he still can't bear my fist strength, so die."

He thought that the punch just now had already injured Pan Lang's internal organs. Next, he only needed one punch after another to kill Pan Lang. Unfortunately, the reality was different from what he had imagined. Pan Lang's physical body , far more tyrannical than he thought, the punch just now only made Pan Lang feel pain.

The spear pierced out, the sword slashed down, and Pan Lang's two arms attacked at the same time. Tianjun, who was born in the peak of the imperial power, finally realized what it means to have two fists and four hands. He only has one pair of fists, but Pan Lang With four hands, if he continues to fight, he has no chance of winning.

"I only want to retire now, isn't it too late?"

Pan Lang sensed the opponent's intentions, and the speed of his shots became faster and faster. The two of them fought fast, and Pan Lang's two heads and four arms showed an absolute advantage. He came from the pinnacle of the imperial power. Tianjun, one careless, was chopped off half of his shoulder by Pan Lang's saber.

"Brother, be careful."

A young disciple exclaimed that he wished he could commit suicide in front of Pan Lang and save his brother, but the warriors of the Asura tribe had already noticed him. Once he made a move, the warriors of the Asura tribe would definitely follow him. At that time, not only would he not be able to save his senior brother, but he might even risk his own life.

"You were the one who wanted to fight me. Why, now I know I'm afraid."

Pan Lang had a smirk on his face. The peak Tianjun, who was born in the imperial power, was about to refute, but his pupils shrank suddenly, because he felt a sharp pain, and a spear pierced his chest. He is more powerful than the first peak Tianjun, but their fate is the same.

Another peak Tianjun was killed, and the warriors of the Asura tribe became even stronger. Even though the number of warriors of the Asura tribe was not as large as that of Yaoyun and their alliance, their momentum had already surpassed that of Yaoyun and their alliance. It was Pan Lang's demonstrated strength, which had already surpassed most of the peak heavenly monarchs present.

"Who else."

Pan Lang laughed loudly, and killed two peak heavenly monarchs in a row, which made him feel good. Although many warriors from the heaven couldn't understand his face, they didn't have the courage to stand up, because fighting with Pan Lang would only lead to death , in order to survive, if you can bear it, you must endure it, if you can't bear it, you must endure it.

"I."

Yaoyun had no choice but to stand up. She was the first to propose the alliance. If she did nothing at this juncture, it would inevitably make others feel that the alliance was fragile. Although she was only a woman, her strength would definitely Much more powerful than the previous two peak heavenly monarchs.

The peak lords of the major forces, some are ashamed, some are thankful, and some are stunned. It’s not that there are no peak lords among them who are stronger than the previous two, but they haven’t figured out Pan Lang’s cards yet, so they are not sure what Pan Lang will be. They didn't want to make a rash move given how strong Lang was.

"Tsk tsk, is there no one in your heavenly world? You actually let a delicate beauty fight with me. If I destroy flowers with my hands, wouldn't she die tragically under my spear?"

With two consecutive victories, Pan Lang has already begun to swell, thinking that the warriors of the heavens are not worth mentioning. Besides, Yaoyun is still a beautiful woman, which greatly reduces his vigilance. Yes, but can the number of empresses be compared with men?

"Destroying flowers with tricky hands." Yao Yun curled his lips and said indifferently, "If you have the ability to destroy flowers with tricky hands, feel free to come."

Even though she was queuing outside the Martial Dao Corridor back then, Yao Yun did not go all out. For her, there is no difference between entering the Martial Dao Promenade a few hours earlier and entering the Martial Dao Promenade a few hours later. Of course, if you call her She must not be happy to wait at the end.

A snow-white fox tail sweeps towards Pan Lang from the top of Yaoyun's head. The nine-tailed fox family is the race with the strongest will. Yaoyun's plan to attack Pan Lang is to rely on his will to attack. The will of Tianhu Holy Land There are countless means. Yaoyun is the saint of Tianhu Holy Land, and she can learn as much as she wants.

Pan Lang is a king-level will, and Yaoyun is also a king-level will, but Yaoyun believes that Pan Lang is definitely not her opponent in a battle of wills. If Yaoyun's will attacks, it is not as good as an Asura, then she still has How dare you say that you belong to the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox Clan.

"Since you want to compare your will, then the young patriarch Ben will play with you."

Don't look at him as a young patriarch, in fact, he has lived for three thousand years. Such a long time is enough for him to reach the top in all aspects. If he is not restricted by the rules of the Shura world, he would have been able to break through to the heavenly realm. Yun used his will to attack, and Pan Lang had no fear at all.

The Shura clan has been imprisoned in the Shura world for so long that they have forgotten that the nine-tailed demon fox clan is the most determined race in the world. If replaced by the geniuses of the Shura clan in the barbaric period, they would definitely not be foolish with the nine-tailed fox clan. The geniuses of the demon fox clan compete for will.

Pan Lang used his will, condensed into a sword, and slashed at the snow-white fox's tail. There was no violent collision as imagined, but it was like slashing cotton with a knife, which made Pan Lang feel uncomfortable for a while. Coming over, another snow-white fox tail swept over.

He didn't continue to use the sword, because the sword was useless, so Pan Lang used his will to condense into a spear. He was going to use the spear to curl up the fox's tail. Unfortunately, he failed because the second fox tail was rock-solid. Not only is it not soft, but it seems to be harder than earth-grade weapons.

Immediately afterwards, the third snow-white fox tail appeared. Pan Lang only hesitated for a moment, and then condensed into a sword again. Pan Lang didn't know whether the third snow-white fox tail was soft or hard. So he still planned to strike at it. If it was soft, although he didn't take advantage of it, he didn't suffer. If it was hard, he was confident that he could gain the upper hand.

"Will World Projection."

At this time, Yaoyun suddenly used the projection of the world of will, and the remaining six snow-white fox tails appeared at the same time. Pan Lang had no choice but to use the projection of the world of will, but, in just a moment, Pan Lang was Sensing something was wrong, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, Pan Lang only felt weak all over.

If Pan Lang still doesn't know that he has been tricked by now, he is a fool. Unfortunately, Yaoyun's will world projection is too strong, so strong that Pan Langming knows that his will can't fight Yaoyun, so he can only continue to fight with Yaoyun It's not that Pan Lang wants to fight, but that once Pan Lang withdraws his will now, his world of will will definitely be severely damaged.

"Son, you have to remember that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she should not be underestimated, because her beautiful appearance is their best disguise."

In Pan Lang's ears, the words of the Seventh Patriarch's words sounded. The Seventh Patriarch's words had been taught to him before, but unfortunately he had long forgotten it. Now, Yaoyun's will attack is like a thousand troops, impacting on Pan Lang's body. In the world of will, Pan Lang's body was crumbling, as if he might fall down at any time.

"Young patriarch, young patriarch, are you okay?"

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