Following Shenlang's slash, Lingyin's two old ancestors became even more vigilant. They didn't dare to clash head-on with Shenlang's Earth Exterminating Blade. Instead, they chose to evade. Although it was difficult to defeat Shenlang in such a short period of time, it was safer. After all, the Earth Exterminating Blade was too terrifying. They didn't want to be hit by it.
Although Shenlang could fight against a greater success stage Immortal Martial Realm expert, it would be difficult for him to defeat the two of them. If he was alone, Shenlang would have an easier time. But if the two of them joined hands, it would be troublesome.
The three of them continued to fight in the sky. The surrounding mountains collapsed. The beautiful mountains and rivers were destroyed by the three of them.
At this moment, the battle between the three of them was seen by all the major powers. The people from the three sects were hiding ten thousand miles away, quietly watching.
"This Shenlang is indeed a monster. In such a short period of time, he has grown to such an extent."
Zhang Tianling said slowly as he stood in the sky with the Immortal Martial Realm old ancestor of the Fortune Dao Sect.
"Yes, this Shenlang is indeed not an ordinary person. When he first came to our Fortune Dao Sect, he was only at the Void Transformation Realm, right?"
The Immortal Martial Realm old ancestor of the Fortune Dao Sect said.
This Immortal Martial Realm old ancestor was the one who had spoken to Yan Guiren during the Heroes Assembly.
At that time, this Immortal Martial Realm old ancestor was a high and mighty expert. But unexpectedly, after the Heavenly Dao changed, he was no longer as mighty as before.
However, although the Heavenly Dao changed, Immortal Martial Realm experts still had a fixed position. They were still considered experts.
"Old ancestor, how should we treat this Shenlang?" Zhang Tianling asked.
The Immortal Martial Realm old ancestor pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Rope him in. After all, it's very difficult to suppress the current Shenlang. If the Shen Family suppresses Lingyin this time, we can't easily offend them."
At this moment, Zhang Tianling and the old ancestor weren't the only people watching the battle. The Xuantian Dao Sect and Greater One Dao Sect had also come.
Those people were scattered in different directions, quietly watching the place where Shenlang's battle was taking place thousands of miles away.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man said, "What weapon does Shenlang have? Why haven't I seen him before? "
This man was not from the Three Daoist Gates. He was from the Blood Slaughter Hall.
Recently, many things had happened on the True Martial Continent. Among them, the Hades and the Temple of Eternal Life were both scheming for their own benefits. However, only this mysterious assassin organization had been keeping a low profile.
This man's expression was gloomy and cold. His entire body was emitting a faint murderous aura. He was dressed in black and had an aura that prevented strangers from getting close to him.
"Hall Master, this subordinate has never seen the weapon in Shen Lang's hand before. Even during the Ancient Era, I have never heard of it." A tall and sturdy man stood behind the middle-aged man and spoke with a respectful expression.
The middle-aged man who spoke first was the hall master of the Blood Slaughter Hall, Xue Ran Tian.
Xue Ran Tian frowned and said coldly, "How does it compare to the Blood River Divine Sword of my Blood Slaughter Hall?"
The man behind Xue Ran Tian glanced at the Earth Destroyer Blade in Shenlang's hands and said slowly, "Hall Master, I feel that Shenlang's blade is a notch better."
Xue Ran Tian nodded, not showing any dissatisfaction at the man's words.
"Hall Master, now that the Hades and the Temple of Eternal Life have become great powers, shouldn't we also make a move?" the man said with cupped fists.
Xue Ran Tian muttered to himself, "Yes."
Hearing Xue Ran Tian's words, the man's expression changed. The Blood Slaughter Hall was finally going to rule the world.
At this time, the battle on Shenlang's side had already reached its climax. The Sword Saint and the others had also made their moves.
The Sword Saint was fighting against Wuji Zhenren, while Won Jin-yang was fighting against the Lord Grim.
In the sky, Shenlang was fighting against the two ancestors of the Lingyin, the Sword Saint was fighting against Wuji Zhenren, and Won Jin-yang was fighting against the Lord Grim.
The seven Immortal Martial Realm experts fought until the sky turned dark. As for the Shen Clan's cultivators and the Spirit Hidden Sect's cultivators, they were fighting in a place far away from Shen Lang and the others.
In a short time, blood flowed like a river and limbs were scattered all over the ground. The Shen Family and Lingyin's disciples had suffered great losses. At this time, it was impossible for anyone to conserve their strength.
Teng Fei used his long spear to perfection. Once again, he suppressed the three Profound Void realm elders of the Spirit Hidden Sect.
Boom!!!
The ground instantly cracked. Teng Fei's spear was as fast as lightning, piercing the throat of one of the Lingyin elders.
"Fourth Elder."
Seeing the elder's tragic death, the other two elders were enraged. Immediately, they stopped dodging and started fighting against Teng Fei.
The three of them were no match for Teng Fei, let alone the two of them. Therefore, they chose to fight with their lives on the line, hoping to turn the tables.
However, Teng Fei's expression didn't change. He calmly fought against the two elders with his spear.
The Enchanted Moon, Gao Jianli and the others also displayed their might. Most of the people fighting against them were killed by them.
Based on the current situation, the Spirit Hidden Sect was obviously at a disadvantage. The Spirit Hidden Sect could only rely on the battle between the strong cultivators to see if they could turn the tide. Otherwise, if the strong cultivators were to be defeated, the Spirit Hidden Sect would be destroyed.
Seeing the tragic deaths of Lingyin disciples below, the two Lingyin elders fighting against Shenlang had gloomy expressions. However, they couldn't do anything. Shenlang's strength was too strong. It was very difficult for them to fight to a draw with Shenlang.
Shenlang didn't care about the battle below. Even if 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 martial artists were everywhere. Even if everyone died, he would continue to recruit them.
As for the side branches of the Shen Family, it would all depend on their own fate. If they survived, they would be put in an important position. If they died, they would be worthless. A mere Spirit Hidden Sect couldn't even protect their own lives, what use would they be? Even if they were lucky enough to survive, they would be a bunch of trash. There would be many forces stronger than the Spirit Hidden Sect in the future. Both the righteous and demonic sects, which one of them wasn't battle-hardened? With the Shen Family's current strength, it wouldn't even be enough.
The people of the Hades were all high-level fighters. During the battle, they didn't have time to care about ordinary martial artists. Therefore, the low-level battlefield relied on the Shen Family.
Shenlang slashed out with a heaven-splitting, earth-shattering slash. His entire body exuded a monstrous divine aura, forcing the two Lingyin Ancestors to retreat step by step. The power of the Earth Destroyer Blade was too terrifying. The two of them couldn't use their full strength at all. On the other hand, Shenlang was the exact opposite. His strength wasn't weak, and with the addition of the Earth Destroyer Blade, his battle intent was even stronger.
In fact, the Lingyin Ancestors weren't just afraid of Shenlang's Earth Destroyer Blade. They were even more afraid of the weapon box on Shenlang's back.
After they learned about Shenlang from the Lord Grim, they knew that Shenlang was actually a master of both sword and saber. Now, Shenlang had only used one saber, and his sword hadn't been unsheathed. This was what they were afraid of.
An unsheathed sword was the most terrifying. If a swordsman didn't use his sword, it meant that he hadn't used his full strength. Once the sword was unsheathed, it would be a sure-kill blow.
Shenlang's mouth was cold, and his handsome face was set off by an evil aura.
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