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"Younger martial brother Shen Lang, Shan'er, please don't kill him!"
Xia Shan'er was so anxious that she breathed out to Shen langjiao on the challenge arena, with a trace of crying in her voice.
"Something that doesn't hold up!"
Nangong Mo's eyebrows turned into a "Sichuan" character, and his old face was full of the expression of hating iron but not steel.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. In fact, he didn't want to take Lu Peng's life. He just wanted to scare this guy.
According to the rules of Qianqiu martial arts, even if Shen Lang really killed Lu Peng by mistake, he would not bear the responsibility, just because he would not have a good reputation in the future.
After all, Lu Peng is the disciple of Nangong Mo, the elder. If he kills him, he will offend the elder.
Shen Lang has been climbing in the cultivation circle for so many years, but he is not the impulsive boy at the beginning. He will still consider the consequences.
"Elder martial brother Lu, I won this challenge. I hope elder martial brother don't hate younger martial brother."
Shen Lang forced the release of the Guishui yinlei to suck back, and said to Lu Peng with no expression on his face.
Lu Peng was so scared that he knelt down on the ground. His hair stood up and he gasped. A lot of sweat was oozing from his forehead.
At that moment, he really thought that he was almost killed by the waves.
Shen Lang saw Lu Peng's frightened face, and he didn't want to say anything more. He was just about to go back to the challenge arena.
"Don't be proud of Shen, I I haven't lost yet
Lu Peng raised his head, his face became ferocious again, his eyes were congested, and his intense humiliation gradually made him crazy!
Today, in full view of the public, I have lost my face. Even the elder martial sister and He Jian are pleading with Shen lang. Lu Peng feels a burning pain on his face and can't lift his head any more.
Lu Peng has the best face. He has never tasted such humiliation.
He would like to skin Shen Lang and drink Shen Lang's blood! If he doesn't revenge, it will be a nightmare of his life!
After hearing Lu Peng's call, Shen Lang was quite impatient and was about to turn around and talk to him.
After a while, Lu Peng turned over his hand and sacrificed a long black nail with strange Rune paper on the surface. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood, pouring into the long black nail.
"Mourning nail, go!"
Lu Peng shot out the black spike in his hand, and the rune paper on the surface of the spike began to burn. The speed suddenly rose to five or six times of the original, which was fast to a degree that even the divine sense could not capture!
The black long nail was covered with dense black runes, which sent out a tremendous breath of death and turned into a black awn to hit the back of the waves.
"No!"
Shen Lang suddenly felt the thorn in his back, immediately realized that it was wrong, and tried to dodge in horror.
Unfortunately, the black spike with "magic speed" is too fast to dodge. It's hopeless that Shen Lang is just careless.
"Poof
Before the waves turned around, the sharp black spike went into his back.
"Ah
Shen Lang suddenly felt that a sharp weapon had crushed the flesh and blood on his back. The strong pain made him scream like tearing his heart and lungs.
The injury caused by the long black nail is not ordinary, but from the double injury of body and spirit. Shen Lang's flesh and blood were hit for a moment, and the spirit seemed to be torn open. The pain was unbearable!
"Oh, no, it's the death nail!"
It's too late for Shen Lang to react. The black long nail, which plunges into the flesh and blood, gushes out the deadly Qi and dense black runes and invades the flesh.
Large black runes sprang up on the surface of his skin, which were like ferocious thorns, and bound the soul of Shen Lang firmly.
In this way, Shen Lang almost had no ability to resist and fell on the ground. When he couldn't get up, he roared angrily: "Lu Peng, I'm kind enough to let you go. How dare you plot against me?"
"Don't talk so high sounding. Which eye of yours can see that I lost? The waves are choppy. I, Lu Peng, won today's challenge
Lu Peng burst out laughing.
If Shen Lang hadn't relaxed his vigilance just now, he would not have succeeded so easily.
This nail is the one he asked for from his master Nangong Mo earlier. It contains a strong curse. It's dead, foul and turbid. If the Banxian is hit by the nail, it will hurt the spirit or die on the spot!
The mourning nail is a very vicious artifact in the real immortal world. It only works for Banxian. If it is a real immortal with higher cultivation, the effect is not obvious.
Once this object is inserted into the body of Banxian, it will continue to damage the soul of Banxian, making the friars unable to move, and in agony, until the top three flowers collapse.
"You
Shen Lang shuddered all over by Lu Pengqi. The three golden flowers in the middle of his eyebrows began to be bright and dark, and he was about to be eaten by the black rune.
It's hard for the soul nail to recover from the trauma of the soul body. Shen Lang endured great pain and tried to resist the curse."Wow
There was a commotion in the whole room. I thought the war was over, but I never expected Lu Peng to attack successfully and rewrite the victory.
"Lu Peng is really not a thing. People kind-hearted spared his life, but he bit back."
"That's right. It's disgusting enough to use the immortal talisman in the challenge arena. I didn't expect Lu Peng to use such a vicious thing as the soul nail."
"Such a senior brother on the stall has been killed for eight generations!"
The monks began to talk about Lu Peng's sudden attack and felt disgusted.
There was silence on this side of the antique door. The disciples' faces were very ugly. Lu Peng's behavior was too much for them to see.
"It's pathetic that there should be such a shameless guy in the ancient vessel door!"
Rather small demon pretty face if frost, gas root pain.
"Younger martial brother Shen..."
Xia Shan'er's face was full of guilt. She felt that she had hurt the waves.
The elders in the front row all looked at each other. They always thought it was wrong.
He Jian frowned and could not help it. He went forward and asked, "elder, with all due respect, the winner of this challenge should be Shen langcai. Lu Peng is too opportunistic to attack his classmates secretly, which is shameful. Even if Lu Peng wins the challenge, Shen Lang should be given the quota for the hunting trial. "
"Yes, elder He Jian is right. The purpose of Qianqiu's meeting is to select more powerful disciples. Shen Lang's performance is obvious to all. I don't think it's a problem. "
"Yes, I also think it's appropriate to give Shen Lang the quota, otherwise our antique door will definitely make outsiders laugh."
There are two elders on He Jian's side, but most of them don't make a statement.
Nangong Mo said coldly: "peng'er is deceitful, but Shen Lang is the only one to blame. You'd better follow the rules. Since Shen Lang has fallen, Peng Er is the winner! What's more, Shen Lang's identity needs to be found out, so he can't give up the quota of hunting trials
"This..."
He Jian's face is discolored. It's hard to accept this reality.
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"Younger martial brother Shen Lang, Shan'er, please don't kill him!"
Xia Shan'er was so anxious that she breathed out to Shen langjiao on the challenge arena, with a trace of crying in her voice.
"Something that doesn't hold up!"
Nangong Mo's eyebrows turned into a "Sichuan" character, and his old face was full of the expression of hating iron but not steel.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. In fact, he didn't want to take Lu Peng's life. He just wanted to scare this guy.
According to the rules of Qianqiu martial arts, even if Shen Lang really killed Lu Peng by mistake, he would not bear the responsibility, just because he would not have a good reputation in the future.
After all, Lu Peng is the disciple of Nangong Mo, the elder. If he kills him, he will offend the elder.
Shen Lang has been climbing in the cultivation circle for so many years, but he is not the impulsive boy at the beginning. He will still consider the consequences.
"Elder martial brother Lu, I won this challenge. I hope elder martial brother don't hate younger martial brother."
Shen Lang forced the release of the Guishui yinlei to suck back, and said to Lu Peng with no expression on his face.
Lu Peng was so scared that he knelt down on the ground. His hair stood up and he gasped. A lot of sweat was oozing from his forehead.
At that moment, he really thought that he was almost killed by the waves.
Shen Lang saw Lu Peng's frightened face, and he didn't want to say anything more. He was just about to go back to the challenge arena.
"Don't be proud of Shen, I I haven't lost yet
Lu Peng raised his head, his face became ferocious again, his eyes were congested, and his intense humiliation gradually made him crazy!
Today, in full view of the public, I have lost my face. Even the elder martial sister and He Jian are pleading with Shen lang. Lu Peng feels a burning pain on his face and can't lift his head any more.
Lu Peng has the best face. He has never tasted such humiliation.
He would like to skin Shen Lang and drink Shen Lang's blood! If he doesn't revenge, it will be a nightmare of his life!
After hearing Lu Peng's call, Shen Lang was quite impatient and was about to turn around and talk to him.
After a while, Lu Peng turned over his hand and sacrificed a long black nail with strange Rune paper on the surface. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood, pouring into the long black nail.
"Mourning nail, go!"
Lu Peng shot out the black spike in his hand, and the rune paper on the surface of the spike began to burn. The speed suddenly rose to five or six times of the original, which was fast to a degree that even the divine sense could not capture!
The black long nail was covered with dense black runes, which sent out a tremendous breath of death and turned into a black awn to hit the back of the waves.
"No!"
Shen Lang suddenly felt the thorn in his back, immediately realized that it was wrong, and tried to dodge in horror.
Unfortunately, the black spike with "magic speed" is too fast to dodge. It's hopeless that Shen Lang is just careless.
"Poof
Before the waves turned around, the sharp black spike went into his back.
"Ah
Shen Lang suddenly felt that a sharp weapon had crushed the flesh and blood on his back. The strong pain made him scream like tearing his heart and lungs.
The injury caused by the long black nail is not ordinary, but from the double injury of body and spirit. Shen Lang's flesh and blood were hit for a moment, and the spirit seemed to be torn open. The pain was unbearable!
"Oh, no, it's the death nail!"
It's too late for Shen Lang to react. The black long nail, which plunges into the flesh and blood, gushes out the deadly Qi and dense black runes and invades the flesh.
Large black runes sprang up on the surface of his skin, which were like ferocious thorns, and bound the soul of Shen Lang firmly.
In this way, Shen Lang almost had no ability to resist and fell on the ground. When he couldn't get up, he roared angrily: "Lu Peng, I'm kind enough to let you go. How dare you plot against me?"
"Don't talk so high sounding. Which eye of yours can see that I lost? The waves are choppy. I, Lu Peng, won today's challenge
Lu Peng burst out laughing.
If Shen Lang hadn't relaxed his vigilance just now, he would not have succeeded so easily.
This nail is the one he asked for from his master Nangong Mo earlier. It contains a strong curse. It's dead, foul and turbid. If the Banxian is hit by the nail, it will hurt the spirit or die on the spot!
The mourning nail is a very vicious artifact in the real immortal world. It only works for Banxian. If it is a real immortal with higher cultivation, the effect is not obvious.
Once this object is inserted into the body of Banxian, it will continue to damage the soul of Banxian, making the friars unable to move, and in agony, until the top three flowers collapse.
"You
Shen Lang shuddered all over by Lu Pengqi. The three golden flowers in the middle of his eyebrows began to be bright and dark, and he was about to be eaten by the black rune.
It's hard for the soul nail to recover from the trauma of the soul body. Shen Lang endured great pain and tried to resist the curse."Wow
There was a commotion in the whole room. I thought the war was over, but I never expected Lu Peng to attack successfully and rewrite the victory.
"Lu Peng is really not a thing. People kind-hearted spared his life, but he bit back."
"That's right. It's disgusting enough to use the immortal talisman in the challenge arena. I didn't expect Lu Peng to use such a vicious thing as the soul nail."
"Such a senior brother on the stall has been killed for eight generations!"
The monks began to talk about Lu Peng's sudden attack and felt disgusted.
There was silence on this side of the antique door. The disciples' faces were very ugly. Lu Peng's behavior was too much for them to see.
"It's pathetic that there should be such a shameless guy in the ancient vessel door!"
Rather small demon pretty face if frost, gas root pain.
"Younger martial brother Shen..."
Xia Shan'er's face was full of guilt. She felt that she had hurt the waves.
The elders in the front row all looked at each other. They always thought it was wrong.
He Jian frowned and could not help it. He went forward and asked, "elder, with all due respect, the winner of this challenge should be Shen langcai. Lu Peng is too opportunistic to attack his classmates secretly, which is shameful. Even if Lu Peng wins the challenge, Shen Lang should be given the quota for the hunting trial. "
"Yes, elder He Jian is right. The purpose of Qianqiu's meeting is to select more powerful disciples. Shen Lang's performance is obvious to all. I don't think it's a problem. "
"Yes, I also think it's appropriate to give Shen Lang the quota, otherwise our antique door will definitely make outsiders laugh."
There are two elders on He Jian's side, but most of them don't make a statement.
Nangong Mo said coldly: "peng'er is deceitful, but Shen Lang is the only one to blame. You'd better follow the rules. Since Shen Lang has fallen, Peng Er is the winner! What's more, Shen Lang's identity needs to be found out, so he can't give up the quota of hunting trials
"This..."
He Jian's face is discolored. It's hard to accept this reality.
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"Younger martial brother Shen Lang, Shan'er, please don't kill him!" Xia Shan'er was so anxious that she breathed out to Shen langjiao on the challenge arena, with a trace of crying in her voice. "Something that doesn't hold up!" Nangong Mo's eyebrows turned into a "Sichuan" character, and his old face was full of the expression of hating iron but not steel. Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. In fact, he didn't want to take Lu Peng's life. He just wanted to scare this guy. According to the rules of Qianqiu martial arts, even if Shen Lang really killed Lu Peng by mistake, he would not bear the responsibility, just because he would not have a good reputation in the future. After all, Lu Peng is the disciple of Nangong Mo, the elder. If he kills him, he will offend the elder. Shen Lang has been climbing in the cultivation circle for so many years, but he is not the impulsive boy at the beginning. He will still consider the consequences. "Elder martial brother Lu, I won this challenge. I hope elder martial brother don't hate younger martial brother." Shen Lang forced the release of the Guishui yinlei to suck back, and said to Lu Peng with no expression on his face. Lu Peng was so scared that he knelt down on the ground. His hair stood up and he gasped. A lot of sweat was oozing from his forehead. At that moment, he really thought that he was almost killed by the waves. Shen Lang saw Lu Peng's frightened face, and he didn't want to say anything more. He was just about to go back to the challenge arena. "Don't be proud of Shen, I I haven't lost yet Lu Peng raised his head, his face became ferocious again, his eyes were congested, and his intense humiliation gradually made him crazy! Today, in full view of the public, I have lost my face. Even the elder martial sister and He Jian are pleading with Shen lang. Lu Peng feels a burning pain on his face and can't lift his head any more. Lu Peng has the best face. He has never tasted such humiliation. He would like to skin Shen Lang and drink Shen Lang's blood! If he doesn't revenge, it will be a nightmare of his life! After hearing Lu Peng's call, Shen Lang was quite impatient and was about to turn around and talk to him. After a while, Lu Peng turned over his hand and sacrificed a long black nail with strange Rune paper on the surface. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood, pouring into the long black nail. "Mourning nail, go!" Lu Peng shot out the black spike in his hand, and the rune paper on the surface of the spike began to burn. The speed suddenly rose to five or six times of the original, which was fast to a degree that even the divine sense could not capture! The black long nail was covered with dense black runes, which sent out a tremendous breath of death and turned into a black awn to hit the back of the waves. "No!" Shen Lang suddenly felt the thorn in his back, immediately realized that it was wrong, and tried to dodge in horror. Unfortunately, the black spike with "magic speed" is too fast to dodge. It's hopeless that Shen Lang is just careless. "Poof Before the waves turned around, the sharp black spike went into his back. "Ah Shen Lang suddenly felt that a sharp weapon had crushed the flesh and blood on his back. The strong pain made him scream like tearing his heart and lungs. The injury caused by the long black nail is not ordinary, but from the double injury of body and spirit. Shen Lang's flesh and blood were hit for a moment, and the spirit seemed to be torn open. The pain was unbearable! "Oh, no, it's the death nail!" It's too late for Shen Lang to react. The black long nail, which plunges into the flesh and blood, gushes out the deadly Qi and dense black runes and invades the flesh. Large black runes sprang up on the surface of his skin, which were like ferocious thorns, and bound the soul of Shen Lang firmly. In this way, Shen Lang almost had no ability to resist and fell on the ground. When he couldn't get up, he roared angrily: "Lu Peng, I'm kind enough to let you go. How dare you plot against me?" "Don't talk so high sounding. Which eye of yours can see that I lost? The waves are choppy. I, Lu Peng, won today's challenge Lu Peng burst out laughing. If Shen Lang hadn't relaxed his vigilance just now, he would not have succeeded so easily. This nail is the one he asked for from his master Nangong Mo earlier. It contains a strong curse. It's dead, foul and turbid. If the Banxian is hit by the nail, it will hurt the spirit or die on the spot! The mourning nail is a very vicious artifact in the real immortal world. It only works for Banxian. If it is a real immortal with higher cultivation, the effect is not obvious. Once this object is inserted into the body of Banxian, it will continue to damage the soul of Banxian, making the friars unable to move, and in agony, until the top three flowers collapse. "You Shen Lang shuddered all over by Lu Pengqi. The three golden flowers in the middle of his eyebrows began to be bright and dark, and he was about to be eaten by the black rune. It's hard for the soul nail to recover from the trauma of the soul body. Shen Lang endured great pain and tried to resist the curse."Wow There was a commotion in the whole room. I thought the war was over, but I never expected Lu Peng to attack successfully and rewrite the victory. "Lu Peng is really not a thing. People kind-hearted spared his life, but he bit back." "That's right. It's disgusting enough to use the immortal talisman in the challenge arena. I didn't expect Lu Peng to use such a vicious thing as the soul nail." "Such a senior brother on the stall has been killed for eight generations!" The monks began to talk about Lu Peng's sudden attack and felt disgusted. There was silence on this side of the antique door. The disciples' faces were very ugly. Lu Peng's behavior was too much for them to see. "It's pathetic that there should be such a shameless guy in the ancient vessel door!" Rather small demon pretty face if frost, gas root pain. "Younger martial brother Shen..." Xia Shan'er's face was full of guilt. She felt that she had hurt the waves. The elders in the front row all looked at each other. They always thought it was wrong. He Jian frowned and could not help it. He went forward and asked, "elder, with all due respect, the winner of this challenge should be Shen langcai. Lu Peng is too opportunistic to attack his classmates secretly, which is shameful. Even if Lu Peng wins the challenge, Shen Lang should be given the quota for the hunting trial. " "Yes, elder He Jian is right. The purpose of Qianqiu's meeting is to select more powerful disciples. Shen Lang's performance is obvious to all. I don't think it's a problem. " "Yes, I also think it's appropriate to give Shen Lang the quota, otherwise our antique door will definitely make outsiders laugh." There are two elders on He Jian's side, but most of them don't make a statement. Nangong Mo said coldly: "peng'er is deceitful, but Shen Lang is the only one to blame. You'd better follow the rules. Since Shen Lang has fallen, Peng Er is the winner! What's more, Shen Lang's identity needs to be found out, so he can't give up the quota of hunting trials "This..." He Jian's face is discolored. It's hard to accept this reality. Please remember the first domain name of this book: xsbooktxt.com . Reading website: M xsbooktxt.com
