No one could have predicted that Xu Daolin would be so insidious and cunning.
When he first discovered that Shen Lang intended to deal with him, he had imdiately gone into hiding.
And now, he had actually snuck up behind Shen Lang!
Shen Lang was facing attacks from Long Fong and the Netherworld Wolf King to his front, and a poison-filled Abyss was at his back. He had almost nowhere to retreat!
And yet this Xu Daolin had risked being accidentally injured by the Netherworld Wolf King and Long Fong to hide in such a place, waiting for an opportunity to strike!
The depth of his sches and the malice of his intentions were unlike anything Shen Lang had ever seen!
But what Shen Lang found even more unexpected was that Nalan Ziyun was also hidden nearby!
And at the critical mont, she had actually acted to help him block Xu Daolin’s sneak attack!
If Nalan Ziyun hadn’t suddenly appeared, Shen Lang would still have found a way to resolve this unimaginable crisis, even with Xu Daolin launching a sneak attack from the nearly impossible position at the cliff’s edge.
But after Nalan Ziyun was heavily wounded by Xu Daolin’s punch, her body slamd into Shen Lang’s back, throwing all of his plans into disarray.
A battle between masters is decided in an instant.
Often, the outco hinges on a single flaw, or even a chance occurrence.
At that mont, Long Fong in front and Yun Qing in the air to his right were overjoyed and unleashed their full power. The Netherworld Wolf King to his left was even more cunning. Seizing the opportunity, its claws slashed out, reaching right for Shen Lang!
Shen Lang was in the greatest peril of his life!
"EEEYA!"
In a flash, Shen Lang let out a sharp cry. His left hand shot back to wrap around Nalan Ziyun’s waist, and he abruptly sidestepped twice in Yun Qing’s direction, dodging the Netherworld Wolf King’s lightning-fast swipe.
"You beast, die!"
At the sa ti, Shen Lang swung his blade in a fury. He sliced through the dense afterimages of the spear tips before him, and his Celestial Water Blade struck the Netherworld Wolf King square in the head.
The all-penetrating Sword Qi instantly left a stark, bloody gash on the Netherworld Wolf King’s head!
The blow sent the Netherworld Wolf King howling in pain as it tumbled back through the air.
But no matter how fast he was, how could he possibly outpace the combined assault of so many masters while also protecting Nalan Ziyun?
At this mont, Shen Lang’s Divine Thought enveloped the entire battlefield, imprinting every movent from all directions into his mind. In an instant, countless possibilities and decisions flashed through his head!
SWISH! A tyrannical gust of wind tore through the air from behind him. It was Xu Daolin, seizing the opportunity to attack again.
Although Xu Daolin’s strength couldn’t compare to the others, his techniques and speed were uncannily strange. After severely wounding Nalan Ziyun with one punch, he had closed the distance. Taking advantage of the very instant Shen Lang attacked the Netherworld Wolf King, he smashed out with his second punch, his hand clad in a pitch-black glove!
"Be careful!"
Nalan Ziyun scread, enduring the intense pain.
In his mind’s eye, Shen Lang "saw" every attack from every direction with perfect clarity. He even calculated the Energy contained within each strike in that single instant.
With a flex of his left arm, he pushed Nalan Ziyun slightly to his right.
BOOM!
The punch slamd into Shen Lang’s right shoulder, and the imnse force sent him stumbling forward.
SHLICK! SHLICK!
The afterimages of Long Fong’s Long Spear were incredibly sharp, and two of them instantly pierced Shen Lang’s chest.
"You fool!" Nalan Ziyun shrieked, her voice choked with tears.
Yet at this very mont, Shen Lang was incomparably calm.
He could even clearly feel the phantom spear tips piercing his body. In that instant, ti itself seed to slow to a crawl.
The violent Energy gathering on the long blade in his right hand was finally complete!
"Prison Guardian Blade Technique—Demon Chaos Dance!"
In that instant, Shen Lang spun around, pulling Nalan Ziyun into his embrace. He tossed the Celestial Water Blade into the air, where it abruptly expanded and burst forth with a boundless radiance, unleashing innurable streams of peerless Sword Qi!
In the blink of an eye, a storm of countless vicious blades filled the sky, centered on Shen Lang and Nalan Ziyun, spinning and slashing relentlessly!
SHING! SHING! SHING!
All the spear tips before Shen Lang were severed by the light of the blades, dissolving into scattered motes of light.
BANG!
With a cry of pain, Yun Qing, on the right, was the first to be sent flying by the Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi he had unleashed was also instantly and utterly shattered by the Demon Chaos Dance!
As Shen Lang turned, his gaze imdiately locked onto Xu Daolin, his eyes bone-chillingly cold.
The corners of Shen Lang’s mouth curled up slightly. ’You want to die? Then I’ll grant your wish!’
’Not good!’
Xu Daolin was incredibly cunning. After landing that one punch, he hadn’t pressed his luck, instead imdiately beginning a swift retreat. The mont he felt Shen Lang’s aura lock onto him and the killing intent wash over his body, the hair on his arms stood on end.
’Run!’ His body swayed left and right as he executed the Eight-Step Cicada Chasing Technique, rushing toward the cliff’s edge.
He had a Flying Spiritual Artifact, so he wasn’t afraid of falling from the cliff.
"Big Grey, go! Kill him!"
anwhile, Long Fong saw that Shen Lang now had his back to him and had sustained even more injuries. He knew this was the perfect opportunity.
"The spear is the Divine Dragon, the Divine Dragon is the spear!"
Long Fong roared, and the Long Spear in his hand tore through the air, thrusting straight for the center of Shen Lang’s back.
"AWOOO!"
When the Long Spear was still five or six ters away, it transford into a silver dragon as thick as a water bucket, roaring as it charged toward Shen Lang.
The Netherworld Wolf King howled with excitent, kicking up a whirlwind as it fearlessly pounced at Shen Lang.
Its massive, bloody maw gaped open, fangs glinting with a grim light, its sharp claws tearing through the air...
"Hmph!"
Shen Lang snorted. Cradling Nalan Ziyun, he charged forward, completely ignoring the attacks from the Wolf King and Long Fong’s Long Spear behind him as he chased after Xu Daolin empty-handed!
"Trying to run? Do you think you can get away?"
Shen Lang shouted coldly as his speed instantly skyrocketed, closing the distance to Xu Daolin in the span of two breaths.
His eyes were filled with bloodlust; clearly, he was enraged by Xu Daolin’s sneak attack!
Xu Daolin had calculated everything perfectly, but he never imagined Shen Lang would be so reckless, so willing to throw his life away by completely ignoring the attacks from behind to chase him down!
Xu Daolin’s heart went cold. He activated his Shadow Technique, and a cloud of black mist materialized around him as he used the sa old trick to conceal his form.
"Hmph."
Shen Lang snorted coldly as he watched Xu Daolin vanish before his eyes yet again.
A silver thread flashed in his eyes. His Silver Eyes of Truth imdiately and clearly perceived the now-invisible Xu Daolin sneaking off to the left!
CRACK!
Shen Lang moved with incredible speed. Each ti his feet touched the ground, a bluestone paver shattered beneath them.
"Burst!" His Montum surged wildly, his speed multiplying several tis over!
The stealthed Xu Daolin sensed sothing was wrong. He turned to see Shen Lang right on top of him and his face paled in shock. ’This kid saw through my Shadow Concealnt Technique! How is that possible!’
Seeing that Long Fong and the Netherworld Wolf King wouldn’t reach him in ti, Xu Daolin made a split-second decision and shot off the cliff like a sword.
The mont he was in mid-air, a pair of light wings unfurled from his back, and he prepared to ascend.
"You damned piece of trash, what can you do to now! HAHAHAHA..."
Xu Daolin twisted his head back and laughed maniacally.
However, before his laugh could finish, the smile on his face stiffened.
A sharp, whistling sound cut through the air, and a figure flashed past like a beam of light.
To his utter disbelief, Shen Lang—the man he expected to be left fuming in defeat—had charged off the cliff while still holding Nalan Ziyun, and was now in the air above the chasm!
In an instant, he was right behind Xu Daolin!
Xu Daolin was stunned for a mont, his eyes filled with disbelief. ’How is this possible!’
’I told you... you can’t escape!’
Shen Lang didn’t speak, but Xu Daolin could read the ssage in his eyes.
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