Great Slaughter System

(PS: Three chapters will be added today)

Following Shen Lang's slash, the two patriarchs of the Lingyin Sect became more vigilant. They did not fight Shen Lang's Die Die Dao head-on, but took the evasive style of play. Although it was difficult to defeat Shen Lang in such a short period of time, it was better to be safe. After all, the Mie Die Dao was too terrifying, and they didn't want to be attacked all at once.

Although Shen Lang can compete with Xianwu Dacheng, it is very difficult to defeat the two of them. If it is alone, Shen Lang can relax a bit, but it will be a lot of trouble if the two join forces.

The figures of the three fought continuously in the sky, causing the surrounding mountains to collapse. A beautiful mountain and river was destroyed by the three of them.

At this time, the battle between the three of them was captured by the major forces, and the people from the three sects were hiding thousands of miles away, quietly watching.

"This Shen Lang is indeed a monster, and he has grown to this level in a short period of time."

Zhang Tianling stood quietly in the void with the ancestor of the Immortal Martial Realm of the Taoist Gate of Good Fortune, and said slowly.

"Well, this wave is indeed not a mortal. When he came to our Creation Dao Sect, he seemed to be in the realm of Void Transformation, right?"

Said the Xianwu Patriarch of the Creation Dao Sect.

This Xianwu patriarch was the one who had a conversation with Yan Guiren last time when the Creation Dao Sect held a hero meeting.

At that time, this Xianwu patriarch was still a high-ranking and strong man, a person who made everyone jealous, but he did not expect that after the change of the heaven, he no longer had the prestige before.

However, despite the changes in the way of heaven, the immortal martial arts powerhouse still has a certain status, and can be regarded as one of the powerhouses.

"Old Ancestor, how should we treat this Shen Lang?" Zhang Tianling asked.

The ancestor of Xianwu pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Bring it on, after all, it is very difficult for the current Shen Lang to suppress it. If the Shen family suppresses the Lingyin Sect this time, it will be even more difficult to offend easily."

At this time, not only Zhang Tianling and others were watching the battle, but also people from Xuantian Dao Sect and Tai Yi Sect.

Those people were all branched in different directions, quietly watching the Shen Lang battle thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man said, "Then what kind of weapon is Shen Lang holding? Why haven't I seen it before?"

This man was not from the Three Dao Sect, but from the Blood Killing Hall.

Recently, many things have happened in Zhenwu Continent. Among them, the Underworld and the Palace of Eternal Life are planning their own interests, but only this mysterious killer organization has been keeping a low profile.

The man's expression was gloomy and cold, exuding a vague murderous aura all over his body, he was wearing a black suit, and he had an aura that strangers should not enter.

"Hall Master Qi, the weapon in Shen Lang's hand, I have never seen it, even in ancient times, I have never heard of it." Behind the middle-aged man, a burly man stood and said respectfully.

And the middle-aged man who spoke first was the hall master of the Blood Slaughter Hall.

Xue Rantian frowned, and said in a cold voice, "How does it compare with the Blood River Excalibur in my Xueshatang?"

The man behind Xuerantian looked solemnly at the Miedi Knife in Shen Lang's hand, and said slowly, "Hall Master, I feel that Shen Lang's knife is even better."

Xue Rantian nodded, not feeling any dissatisfaction because of the man's words.

"Master, now that the Underworld and the Palace of Eternal Life have become powerful forces, shouldn't it be time for us to act?" The man clasped his fists and said.

Xue Rantian pondered for a while, "Yes."

Hearing Xue Rantian's words, the man's expression was shocked, and their Xueshatang was finally going to dominate the world.

At this time, the battle on Shen Lang's side had already entered a fever pitch, and the Juggernaut and others also started their hands one after another.

The Juggernaut is fighting against the real Wuji, and Yuan Zhenyang is fighting against Jun Moxiao.

In the sky, Shen Lang was on the same battlefield with the two ancestors of the Lingyin Sect, the Sword Master was on the same battlefield as Wuji Daoist, and Yuan Zhenyang and Lord Grim were also on the same battlefield.

The seven celestial warriors fought in the dark, while the warriors of the Shen family and the people of the Lingyin sect fought at a place far away from Shen Lang and others.

All of a sudden, rivers of blood flowed, limbs were everywhere, and the disciples of the Shen family and the Lingyin Sect suffered great losses. At this time, it is impossible for anyone to preserve their strength and desperately try their best.

The three elders of Lingyin Sect Dongxu who were suppressed again were miserable.

boom! ! !

The ground instantly cracked, and the shot flew across the air, as fast as lightning, and pierced into the throat of a Dongxu elder of the Lingyin Sect.

"Four elders."

Seeing the elder's tragic death, the other two were about to burst into tears, and then they stopped dodging and fought Teng Fei to the death.

The three of them were not opponents of Tengfei, let alone the two of them, so the two chose to play desperately, hoping to regain the disadvantage.

But Tengfei's expression remained unchanged, and he fought against the two of them calmly with the spear in his hand.

Yaoyue Gao Jianli and others also displayed their supernatural power, and most of the people who fought with them have been killed by them.

In the battle situation at this time, the Lingyin Sect is obviously at a disadvantage. Now the Lingyin Sect can only look at the battlefield of the strong, whether they can turn the tide, otherwise, if the strong are also defeated, I am afraid that the Lingyin Sect will really perish.

Seeing the continuous tragic deaths of the disciples of the Lingyin Sect below, the two ancestors of the Lingyin Sect who fought with Shen Lang looked gloomy, but they had no choice.

Shen Lang didn't care about the following battles at all. Even if all the members of the Shen family died, he wouldn't care. Those people were just pawns for him to use. The Zhenwu Continent had a huge population, and fighters abounded everywhere. Even if all the people died, he could continue to recruit.

As for those offshoots of the Shen family, they can only look at their own good fortune. If they survive, they will be reused by him. If they die, they are worthless. Even a mere hidden spirit sect can't protect their own lives.

The people in the underworld are all high-level fighters. During the war, they don't have time to take care of ordinary fighters, so the lower-level battlefields rely on the Shen family.

Shen Lang slashed out with a slash, exuding divine power, forcing the two ancestors of the Lingyin Sect to retreat steadily. The power of the Miedi Dao was too terrifying. The two of them couldn't exert their full strength and their hands were tied.

In fact, the ancestor of the Lingyin Sect was not only afraid of Shen Lang's Destroyer Knife, but even more afraid of the weapon box behind Shen Lang.

From Lord Grim's mouth, after learning about Shen Lang's information, they knew that Shen Lang was actually a master of both swords and swords. Now Shen Lang only has one sword, but the sword has not been sheathed for a long time. This is what they are afraid of.

The unsheathed sword is the scariest thing. If a swordsman does not move his sword, it means that he has not used his full strength. Once the sword is unsheathed, it will be a fatal blow.

The corners of Shen Lang's mouth were sharp, which set off his handsome cheeks with an evil aura.

"My sword is a life-threatening sword."