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"Sword Demon Style!"
When Cang Lang shouted out Sword Demon Style, the Fighting Sword in her hand began to rapidly shrink.
The originally blazing white light beca even more dazzling.
In just a few seconds, the Fighting Sword in Cang Lang's hand shrank from ten feet in length to only one ter.
And the blade that was originally white, at this mont, due to extre compression, turned black.
"This is... Sword Demon Style! I didn't expect Cang Lang to actually master the Sword Demon Style!"
At this mont, a very elderly Guardian said excitedly.
The Sword Demon Style is a move that can only be perford after mastering the Fighting Sword Technique to the tenth level.
Its function is to compress the physical Fighting Sword.
The more compressed it is, the higher the energy density, and the stronger the attack power!
The Fighting Sword, originally ten feet long, is now only one ter.
This is evident from the blade that has beco jet-black like ink.
Its power is absolutely increasing by geotric multiples!
Cang Lang swung the black Fighting Sword in her hand a few tis.
Although the weight remained the sa.
But using it beca much more convenient.
After all, when it was ten feet long, the sword's center of gravity was nearly two ters away from Cang Lang.
Now, the Fighting Sword's center of gravity is only half a ter away from her.
According to the principle of leverage, swinging the Fighting Sword now is several tis easier than before.
Moreover, with the weapon shortened, she's not afraid of Long Lan getting close.
This ti, Cang Lang chose to attack proactively.
Holding the black Fighting Sword, she charged towards Long Lan.
The black Fighting Sword, when swung, looked like black crescents, appearing incredibly sharp.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Long Lan's left fist, enhanced by Ares' Hand, continually clashed with the black Fighting Sword.
But because the black Fighting Sword's power had already multiplied several tis, and its weight beca two thousand pounds.
So, every slash had terrifying power.
Remarkably, it forced Long Lan's body to retreat in defeat.
"Master Cang Lang is amazing!"
Seeing this scene, the faces of the Guardians lit up with excitent.
They clearly witnessed how powerful Long Lan is.
After all, she could confront the Holy Venerable Qilin.
Although injured by the Qilin.
But it's enough to show her strength.
At this mont, Long Lan was being beaten so miserably by Cang Lang.
Furthermore, as Cang Lang swung the Fighting Sword, continuously clashing with Ares' Hand.
The Fighting Sword's weight was still increasing swiftly.
So much so that with each clash Long Lan received.
The ground beneath her feet began to crack with crunching noises.
Initially, the soles of her feet would sink five centiters into the ground.
Then, ten centiters.
Twenty centiters!
When Cang Lang had swung the Fighting Sword over a thousand tis.
Half of Long Lan's body was actually sunk into the ground.
No retreat was possible; she could only raise her fist to protect herself.
And at this ti, because the Fighting Sword had clashed innurable tis with Ares' Hand.
The Fighting Sword's weight had reached a terrifying three thousand five hundred pounds!
That's one and a half tons!
Almost equivalent to the weight of an ordinary small car.
Cang Lang suddenly did a backflip, leaping five or six ters back.
Everyone was sowhat puzzled.
At this ti, Cang Lang should have seized the opportunity to pursue the victory.
Why leap back?
"Sword Evil Formation!"
When Cang Lang landed, the black Fighting Sword in her hand once again transford into ten feet in size, restoring its original size, and then she fiercely lifted it above her head.
The Fighting Sword grew larger once again!
From ten feet to twenty feet, from twenty feet to thirty feet!
Thirty feet long, that's ten ters!
Just the width of the blade reached one ter.
Then, she fiercely slashed the Light Sword down towards Long Lan on the ground.
With the three thousand five hundred pound Fighting Sword, at ten ters in length, under the leverage principle, this strike would have at least tens of thousands of pounds of force!
Almost equivalent to the force produced by a car hitting at a speed of one hundred fifty to sixty kiloters per hour.
But it's crucial to know that these forces didn't attack Long Lan in a flat shape.
Instead, they attacked Long Lan with a sharp blade.
At this mont, even Kuang Chao's expression changed.
She didn't expect that, even in such a disadvantageous situation, Cang Lang could still counterattack.
Relying on the added weight of Ares' Hand, plus Cang Lang's own strength.
This one sword could probably split mountains and crack rocks!
And Long Lan, unable to avoid it, could only lift Ares' Hand to resist hard.
Bang!
A dazzling white light flashed.
Everyone experienced a brief blindness.
It took more than ten seconds for their vision to return to normal.
Then, they saw Cang Lang standing in place, gasping for breath heavily.
After swinging a Fighting Sword weighing several thousand pounds so many tis, plus that final strike, the consumption was just too great for her.
And looking towards Long Lan again.
Long Lan's left shoulder showed a ten-centiter deep wound!
It seed as if her shoulder was about to split from her body.
"Great, Master Cang Lang has won!"
The Guardians cheered.
Just now Long Lan used Ares' Hand to block the blow, but unexpectedly, the Fighting Sword had cut her body.
She tilted her head to look at her shoulder, blood oozing out.
But it wasn't much.
Seeing this, Kuang Chao took a gentle breath.
Then, with a smile, shook her head and said: "You should have cut off her head just now."
"What do you an?" Cang Lang looked at Kuang Chao with so confusion.
"You'll see," Kuang Chao replied.
Cang Lang looked at Long Lan.
Then she discovered that the terrifying wound on Long Lan's shoulder was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"How, how is this possible! Could it be, she has the Shura Body!" Cang Lang's eyes widened.
Kuang Chao smiled and said: "Allow to formally introduce you; she is our Asura, the second Shura King, Ghost Lan!"
The second Shura King, Ghost Lan!
Shura, all at the Saint Realm level.
Possessing the Shura Undying Body.
And the Shura King.
Not only possessing the Shura Undying Body but also having all mories of their previous life.
Capable of using all martial arts known in a lifeti!
However, although Long Lan has the Shura Undying Body like the Shura King, she is not a Shura. Or rather, she hasn't truly beco a Shura.
Generally, it's believed Shura is the transformation of the dead to the living, while Long Lan has always been alive.
With temperature, and a heartbeat.
If she were to be a Shura, she would be the only living Shura!
In less than half a minute.
Long Lan's shoulder had fully healed.
Revealing pristine skin.
Bang!
A terrifying energy erupted from Long Lan's body.
The place where she stood was blown into a large pit.
Then she stepped out of the pit.
Gazing sternly at Cang Lang.
Her eyes filled with murderous intent.
The move just now, fortunately, she avoided a vital spot.
Though she possesses the Shura Body.
If her head were to be severed, she would still die.
Just a little more, and she would have been killed.
She isn't afraid of death.
But she still has very important matters to attend to.
Long Lan's gaze turned blood-red.
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