Great Slaughter System

"Shen Lang fights against thunder."

Boom! ! !

In an instant, the crowd was detonated, and the cheers of the crowd almost did not overturn the entire Budo Square.

Thunder is known as Leilong, and some people call him "Frenzy Thunder Dragon"

Lei Ming is the second son of the four main forces of the four kings of the five kingdoms of the True War.

Lei's "Five Thunder Xuan Gong" is known as the strongest forging practice in Zhenwu.

This time, all the people are getting right, this is the most weighty heavyweight battle since the start of the final.

This battle is also a battle for Shen Lang to be his own name. No matter how amazing Shen Lang was before, he will eventually see this battle.

Shen Lang wins, everyone will agree with his previous performance. If Shen Lang is defeated, then the scene where he first provoked Zhao Jiuzhou and others will be turned into a joke, and this joke will be accompanied by the life of Shen Lang.

"Less master, blow him up."

The gold that has been silent and has no life, suddenly said when Shen Lang stood up.

When Shen Lang stood up, a boundless domineering divergence came out, and all those who felt the momentum of the waves could not help but change their look.

"A strong momentum."

As the momentum of Shen Lang broke out, the thunder that sat in the VIP seat also stood up.

The thundering momentum is not weaker than the Shen Lang, but the thundering momentum is not overbearing, but violent, and the wire arc is going upstream in the thunder, just like the thunder king.

"Minger, don't lose the face of Lei family."

A middle-aged man sitting next to Lei Ming said faintly.

"Uncle, rest assured, Minger will let him lie down and compare."

Boom!

Thunder footed, a flash of lightning flashed, and suddenly appeared on the platform.

Hands clasped the chest, staring at the sinking waves that slowly stood up from the watch.

Roar!

A dragon scorpion, Shen Lang Zhou Jinlong surrounded, just as Shen Lang took a step forward, the surrounding Jinlong suddenly appeared at the foot of Shen Lang.

What shocked everyone was that Shen Lang actually stepped on the golden dragon and flew down from the battle.

The viewing seats are stepped, one layer up, and Shen Lang does not like the low, so sit at the top.

At this time, the Shenlang is like a nine-day **** king, and he is walking on the sky.

Everyone looked at the sinking waves of Jinlong, and they could not help but raise awe.

Jinlong revolves around the sun and waves, and Shen Langyi flutters on the stage.

In the eyes of everyone, Shen Lang’s appearance is more aggressive than Lei Ming.

"Thunder!"

Shen Lang mouth corners.

As the two appeared on the stage, the atmosphere of the entire Budo Square was dignified.

No one snorted, all holding their breath and watching the two waves quietly.

It is as if watching two gods, and fearing the sound is ruthlessly obliterated.

"Shen Lang, I will let you know the fear of being dominated by lightning."

Lei Ming’s body was swept away by electric light, and the ground under his feet was cracked and the sound was horrible.

Roar!

Jinlong screamed in the sky, as if he was provocative by thunder, and offended the majesty.

Looking at the thunder of the electric light, the sound of the cold waves is cold.

"You don't know anything about power. I will let you know today, what is power."

The voice fell, and the golden dragon that roared in the sky rushed out.

The golden dragon was in the air, and the place where it passed, the ground cracked and the momentum was horrible.

"Give me broken!"

Thunder and anger screamed like a thunderous thunder, and the fists that were thrown on the power flashed.

Boom!

Jinlong roared into a golden light.

Jinlong was broken, and Shen Lang was not surprised. If Thunder couldn’t resist even his own infighting attack, then his ninth water list is too big.

"My dragon has eighteen palms, so enjoy it."

A wave of the corner of the swell.

Boom!

First type, second type, third type.....

Shen Lang is like walking in a leisurely court. Jin Long constantly flies out of his palm and screams at Lei Ming.

"Five thunderstorms."

The thunder that surrounds Lei Ming is more violent, and with the thundering punches, the snakes are flying.

At this time, from the perspective of those spectators, it is like the battle between Jinlong and Razer. The two are separated at both ends, and the middle dragon and the snake are constantly biting.

Until the 18th Golden Dragon flew out, Shen Lang slowly recovered his palm.

Boom!

The last Golden Dragon was shattered by thunder and slowly closed his fist.

Although both of them stopped their hands, the atmosphere on the stage did not ease down, but it was even more condensed.

"The dragon is dead!"

The shape of Shen Lang instantly rises to the sky, and a golden dragon's virtual shadow emerges from Shen Lang. This golden dragon is more than the golden dragons that Shen Lang just sent out. It is simply the shape of the golden dragons.

Roar!

The huge golden dragon rushed toward the thunder of the ground.

"Xuan Lei He body"

Lei Ming saw the move of Shen Lang, his look was extremely dignified, he knew that this should be the strongest move of the 18th Palm of the Dragon.

The death of the dragon is the 100% proficiency sent by Shen Lang through the system. The moves from the realization of the dragon are all condensed into one palm and burst out.

I saw thunder and thunder flashing, and a protective cover shrouded in the body of the thunder.

Boom! ! !

A loud bang, shocking the entire Wudao Square.

Most of the martial arts were sunk. At this time, the place where Lei Ming stood was a large pit nearly three meters deep. There was thick smoke in the pit, and there was no trace of thunder.

"Hey!"

"Difficult... Is it over?"

The people did not dare to look at the scene on the platform, guessing.

"No, it is not over yet."

Sitting in the underside of the evil mark and other people, look a move, Shen Sheng.

Boom!

A figure flew out of the pit~www.wuxiahere.com~ on the other side of the platform.

"Shen Lang, you are angering me."

"I'm going to kill you!"

Thunder roared, and as the voice fell, Lei Ming suddenly turned into a thunder, and suddenly appeared in front of Shen Lang, holding the fist containing the power of Thunder to the sinking waves.

Ok?

Shen Lang brows a pick, he did not expect, thunder completely took over his own move to kill the world, even able to force himself to attack, it seems that the person who can be promoted to the top ten is really not simple.

boom!

Shen Lang’s fist punched and thundered.

Hey! The ground under the feet of the two men shattered in an instant, and then the two quickly played against each other, leaving only a small part of the perfect match on the stage, the two figures constantly flashing.

The two men’s current battles, those with low strength, simply can’t see clearly. They can only see one white, one blue and two shadows constantly looming, and the rest of them can only chase two people according to their voices.

Shen Lang’s performance made Dai Chong and others breathe a sigh of relief. Lei’s name is that Zhenwu’s cross-training kungfu is the strongest. It’s been seen that Shen Lang and Thunder suddenly and melee, thinking that Shen Lang is not self-sufficient and will definitely be Thunder suppression, and even possibly because of his arrogance, was defeated by thunder.

Even in the ancient times, the ancestors of the Lei family could fight with the monsters, and it can be seen how powerful the Lei family would be.

But what they didn't expect was that after so many times, Shen Lang did not fall into the wrong wind.

Is there any shortcoming in this sinking wave?

The speed is fast, the body is strong, and the sword is double, even the effort on the foot of the box is not weak.

This is where the freak comes from, and it still makes people not live.

Some people who have been ranked after thunder have begun to linger.