Myriad Realms Summoning System

Above the Flame Kingdom, Shen Lang and Qian Zhenquan rose to a high enough altitude in the sky, and the two faced each other with their hands behind their backs.

Qian Zhenquan looked at Shen Lang indifferently and said, "Since you want to fight, then fight! I also want to see if you are worthy of the title of Nine-Star Martial Master."

Shen Lang's single-round cultivation did surprise Qian Zhenquan, but it was not enough to make him think that the other party's strength was on par with his own.

"I don't know if it lives up to its reputation, but I can guarantee that you won't be able to leave safely today. There will be some blood involved," Shen Lang said calmly.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's do it!" Qian Zhenquan was arrogant and didn't take Shen Lang seriously at all.

Immediately, his tone changed, and he said coldly, "Following the wrong master is your biggest mistake. I will break every bone in your body to see how hard your bones are and whether they are as rude as your mouth."

"How hard it is? You'll know if you try it, provided you have the strength..."

Shen Lang gently stroked the storage ring and took out the nameless sword from it, ready to strike.

Shen Lang rarely uses force, and even less so a sword, but once he uses a weapon like a sword, it proves that he is serious.

Holding the nameless sword in his right hand, Shen Lang's temperament completely changed at this moment. Now he is a real hero.

Looking at the unrestrained Shen Lang, Tie Zhongtang couldn't help but ask softly, "Your Majesty, Shen Lang is clearly a Nine-Star Martial Lord. Why does it seem to me that he's more like an inferior challenging a superior?"

He had just fought with Qian Zhenquan. Although the opponent was stronger than him, he did not think that Qian Zhenquan could challenge Shen Lang, who was much stronger than himself. He was sure that Shen Lang was much stronger than himself.

Xiao Chen said, "You don't understand. When Qian Zhen Quan fought you, he didn't use his full strength. Maybe he was still worried about his injuries!"

Although Qian Zhenquan himself said that his injuries had completely recovered and his strength had reached its peak, it now seemed that he was still far from fully recovered.

Come to think of it, Qian Zhenquan's cultivation level dropped after he was beaten by Qin Yijue. This was a serious injury that damaged his foundation. How could he recover so easily?

However, facing the Nine-Star Martial Master Shen Lang, he was not at an advantage in realm, so he probably couldn't hold on any longer.

"Xiao Feng, the rest of you keep an eye on Ding Chunqiu, don't let him sneak away!"

Ding Chunqiu is a cunning man, so don't let this guy escape during the chaos.

As for Dugu Yeli and others, given his personality, he probably wouldn't be able to do something like running away.

Sure enough, when Xiao Feng and others looked at him, he was concentrating on the upcoming battle.

"Elders, can Qian Zhen Quan defeat Shen Lang?" Di Tian asked worriedly.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Bai Xiaoling who had been staring at him silently. If the Qianzhen Fist was over, neither Xiao Chen nor Bai Xiaoling would let him go.

An elder said confidently, "Don't worry, Master Di Tian, the Lord Martial God is invincible."

At this time, in the sky, the battle between Shen Lang and Qian Zhenquan finally began.

"Okay, now I'll show you how big the gap is between you and me."

call out!

A golden light flashed, and Qian Zhen Fist flew towards Shen Lang rapidly. Outside his body, strands of golden threads spread out, and the golden threads spread out, cutting tiny cracks in time and space.

"Gap?"

Shen Lang leaned forward and flew out, his right hand tightly grasping the nameless sword. A section of the sword had already left the scabbard and was exposed to the air.

"Emperor Heaven Fist!"

The distance between the two men was rapidly shortening. When it was less than twenty meters, Qian Zhenquan's black clothes flew up, and he punched Shen Lang's head. As the punch was thrown, a powerful shadow of an emperor appeared behind him, and he also punched him with thunderous force.

clang!

The nameless sword was unsheathed, Shen Lang shook his right hand, and the sword body, like lightning, trembled twice in the void, and a cross sword light hit Qian Zhenquan's fist.

Chi!

The powerful fist force collapsed all of a sudden under Shen Lang's precise cutting. Of course, the cross sword light also exhausted all its power and was annihilated in an instant.

"Using cleverness to defeat force? That's a good idea, but let's see how you break it!"

The body flew out at an angle, and the shadow of the emperor clenched his fists. Immediately, a series of extremely powerful punches were blasted out, and dazzling golden light spread out.

Under the shining golden light, the entire sky was changed in color, gorgeous and dangerous.

Faced with the powerful fist shadow, Shen Lang's body bounced back slightly. He raised the sword in his right hand, while the five fingers of his left hand transformed into countless sword shadows. The purple sword energy like light met the opponent's golden fist force.

Puff!

However, as soon as these purple sword energies came into contact with Qian Zhenquan's fist power, they were annihilated one by one.

The golden fist power of Qianzhen Fist is based on the power of the domain. It is powerful and heavy, and as fast as a meteor. Shen Lang's purple sword energy cannot compare with it.

With just one round of comprehension of the power of domain, Qian Zhenquan has surpassed Shen Lang. He can integrate the power of domain into any of his attacks without releasing the entire huge domain.

This state of being able to control one's energy freely allows him to save a lot of spiritual energy in battle, and at the same time, he can strengthen single-point attacks by concentrating the power of the field.

However, a purple sword energy is no match for a golden fist shadow. It doesn't matter. Two or three of them can always match the opponent.

The five fingers of Shen Lang's left hand had disappeared at this moment, covered by purple sword energy. Endless beams of sword energy shot out, madly offsetting the golden fist shadow.

"How could so many be sent out at once?"

Qian Zhenquan's face changed color. His punch was already fast enough, but the sword energy that the opponent released from his fingers was even faster and more, and it seemed that there was no need to accumulate momentum at all.

Yes, Shen Lang’s purple sword energy does not need to be accumulated. This purple sword energy is the result of his many years of practice and is stored in his body. The amount is not small.

"World-annihilating Heavenly Fist!"

The boxing technique changed, and Qianzhen Fist unleashed a more concentrated and powerful Huangtian Fist. The power of Huangtian Fist was like a huge comet, and its attack range was also very large. Shen Lang and the surrounding space were all within the attack range, and they all became extremely hot.

"Dangjin Sword, break!"

Shen Lang exerted force with his legs and bounced out. The nameless sword in his hand slashed across the air, and beautiful golden ripples spread out, instantly splitting the comet-like fist force into two halves. The remaining force of the golden ripples continued to spread towards Qian Zhen Quan, and time seemed to slow down.

"Damn it, his strength really hasn't fully recovered yet? Damn Qin Yi Jue!"

Qian Zhenquan's face looked a little ugly. He didn't expect that he would be involved in a tough battle with Shen Lang.

Just as Xiao Chen thought, Qian Zhenquan's strength had indeed not fully recovered. He originally thought that Shen Lang's strength was not a concern at all, but he did not expect that the opponent's strength was much stronger than that of an ordinary nine-star martial artist.