"The gap is too big. He will be killed."
"If all the warriors of the Asura tribe are as powerful as Pan Lang, do we still have a chance of winning?"
"How is it possible? Pan Lang must be one of the most powerful warriors among them, otherwise, he would not be the first to call for war,"
The first battle started quickly and ended even faster. Pan Lang used a spear to celebrate the victory by carrying the body of the peak king from heaven. The warriors of the Asura tribe cheered heartily, and their momentum was even greater than before. The young clan leader's victory made them so confident that the more than a thousand warriors in front of them were vulnerable.
Some of the young disciples turned pale. Pan Lang's power really scared them. If it was them who took action just now, then it is their corpses that are being carried out by Pan Lang for demonstration now. Pan Langcai has two heads and four arms. Among the warriors of the Asura tribe, there are also three heads and six arms. Wouldn't it be even more difficult to fight
"Too weak, do you dare to stand up and be stronger?"
Pan Lang threw the body away and pointed the blood-stained spear in the direction of Sword Demon and the others. Among the more than a thousand warriors, some are peak heavenly kings, and the sword demon will definitely not stand out. If the sword demon is at the peak of Tianjun Realm, he is indeed not afraid of Pan Lang. Unfortunately, he is only in the middle of Tianjun Realm and is not Pan Lang's opponent.
"I come,"
Another peak heavenly king stood up, which surprised Pan Lang. Pan Lang thought that the battle just now could scare the courage of the heavenly warriors. Who would have known that as soon as he finished speaking, there would be a peak heavenly king who was not afraid of his fighting power and was ready to fight him to the death.
He has seen Pan Lang fight against other peak kings, and he still dares to challenge him, which is enough to show that his strength is not bad. If he didn't have confidence in himself, he would definitely not come out to die. When fighting against warriors from the Asura tribe, there is no discussion of competition. There will be no difference between victory and defeat, only life and death.
"Wan Mu Wang Fist,"
He mastered the fifth level of the origin of wood. With one punch, thousands of ancient trees rose into the sky. The nine principles condensed into a cyan fist shadow, which seemed to be able to shatter the sky and hit Pan Lang, the young patriarch of the seventh tribe. Thousands of ancient trees fell down one after another at this moment, like a heavenly sword, terrifyingly sharp.
"I have some ability, but unfortunately, it's not enough."
Pan Lang roared angrily, holding the spear in both hands and spinning it rapidly. The spear is like a bronze mirror, airtight. No matter how many ancient trees fall, they will all be crushed by the spear. At the same time, his hands holding the sword suddenly exerted force, and the sword flew across the air and struck the blue fist shadow. There was a loud noise, and dense cracks appeared in the cyan fist shadow.
Tianjun, who was born in the pinnacle of the imperial power, moved his feet, as if he had shrunk to an inch, and he was in front of Pan Lang in an instant. A pair of fists hit Pan Lang's chest hard. Even though Pan Lang had four arms, he still had no time to resist and had to bear his punch alive.
"Don't talk about the peak lord, even the early lord, still can't withstand the power of my fist, so you should die,"
He thought that the punch just now had shocked Pan Lang's internal organs. Next, he only needed one punch after another to kill Pan Lang. Unfortunately, the reality was different from what he imagined. Pan Lang's body was far stronger than he thought. The punch just made Pan Lang feel pain.
The spear thrust out, the sword slashed down, and Pan Lang's two pairs of arms attacked at the same time. The Tianjun, who was born in the pinnacle of the imperial power, finally realized what it means to be unable to defeat four hands with two fists. He only has one pair of fists, but Pan Lang has four hands. If the fight continues, he has no chance of winning.
"Isn't it too late to retreat now?"
Pan Lang noticed his opponent's intention, and his attack speed became faster and faster. The two of them fought fast, and Pan Lang's double head and four arms showed his absolute advantage. The Tianjun, who was born in the pinnacle of the imperial power, accidentally cut off half of his shoulder with Pan Lang's sword.
"Brother, be careful,"
A young disciple exclaimed that he wished he could kill himself in front of Pan Lang and save his senior brother. However, the warriors of the Asura tribe have noticed him. Once he takes action, the warriors of the Asura tribe will definitely follow suit. Not only will he not be able to save his senior brother, but he may also take his own life.
"You wanted to fight me yourself. Why, now you know you're scared."
There was a sinister smile on Pan Lang's face. The Tianjun, who was born in the peak of the imperial power, was about to retort, but his pupils suddenly shrank because he felt a sharp pain and a spear pierced his chest. Although he is more powerful than the first Peak Heavenly Lord to take action, their fate is the same.
Another peak heavenly king was killed, and the warriors of the Asura tribe became even more powerful. Even though the number of warriors of the Asura tribe is not as good as Yaoyun's alliance, their momentum has surpassed Yaoyun's alliance. Just the strength Pan Lang showed was already better than most of the peak kings present.
"Who else."
Pan Lang laughed loudly and killed two peak heavenly kings in a row, which made him feel very good. Although many warriors from the heaven could not understand his appearance, they did not have the courage to stand up because fighting Pan Lang would only lead to death. In order to survive, you have to endure it if you can, and you have to endure it if you can't.
"I,"
Yaoyun had to stand up. She was the first to propose the alliance. If she did nothing at this juncture, it would inevitably make others feel that the alliance was fragile. Although she is just a woman, her strength is definitely much more powerful than the two previous peak heavenly monarchs.
Among the top kings of all the major forces, some are ashamed, some are lucky, and some are stunned. It's not that there aren't any peak heavenly kings among them who are stronger than the previous two, but they haven't figured out Pan Lang's trump card yet, and they don't want to take action rashly without knowing how strong Pan Lang is.
"Tsk, tsk, there is no one in your heaven. You actually let a delicate beauty fight with me. If I destroy the flower with my cruel hands, won't she die miserably under my spear?"
After two consecutive victories, Pan Lang had begun to swell and thought that the warriors of the heaven were not worth mentioning. What's more, Yaoyun is still a beautiful woman, which greatly lowered his vigilance. Throughout the ages, in no era has men been stronger. There are female emperors, but can the number of female emperors be compared to that of men
"Destroy flowers with a ruthless hand." Yaoyun curled his lips and said nonchalantly, "If you have the ability to destroy flowers with a ruthless hand, just come here."
Even when he was queuing up outside the martial arts corridor, Yaoyun did not go all out. For her, there is no difference between entering the martial arts corridor at an early hour and entering the martial arts corridor at a later time. Of course, she would not be happy if asked to wait at the back.
A snow-white fox tail swept towards Pan Lang from Yaoyun's head. The nine-tailed demon fox clan is the race with the strongest will. Yaoyun plans to rely on his will to attack Pan Lang. There are countless methods of will attack in Tianhu Holy Land. Yaoyun is the saint of Tianhu Holy Land. She can learn as much as she wants.
Pan Lang has a king-level will, and Yao Yun also has a king-level will. However, Yao Yun believes that Pan Lang is definitely not her opponent in a duel of wills. If Yaoyun's will attack is not as good as an Asura, then how can she have the dignity to say that she is from the nine-tailed demon fox clan.
"Since you want to compete with your will, I, the young patriarch, will play with you."
Although he is just a young patriarch, in fact, he has lived for three thousand years. Such a long period of time is enough for him to reach the top in all aspects. If he were not restricted by the rules of the Shura Realm, he would have been able to break through to the Heavenly Realm long ago. Yaoyun used his will to attack, but Pan Lang didn't have any fear at all.
The Shura clan has been imprisoned in the Shura world for so long that they have forgotten that the nine-tailed demon fox clan is the strongest-willed race in the world. A genius from the Shura clan in the barbaric period would never foolishly compete with a genius from the nine-tailed demon fox clan.
Pan Lang used his will to condense into a sword and struck the snow-white fox's tail. There was no violent collision as expected, but instead it was like a knife striking cotton, making Pan Lang feel uncomfortable. Before Pan Lang could recover, another snow-white fox tail swept past.
He did not continue to use the sword because it was useless, so Pan Lang used his will to condense into a spear. He prepared to use his spear to curl up the fox's tail. Unfortunately, he failed because the second fox tail was as solid as a rock. Not only was it not soft, it seemed to be harder than an earthly weapon.
Then, a third snow-white fox tail appeared. Pan Lang only hesitated for a moment before it condensed into a sword again. Pan Lang didn't know whether the third snow-white fox tail was soft or hard, so he still planned to chop it. If it is soft, although he does not take advantage, he does not suffer a loss either. If it was hard, he was confident that he could have the upper hand.
"Will World Projection,"
At this moment, Yao Yun suddenly used Will World Projection, and the remaining six snow-white fox tails appeared at the same time. Pan Lang had no choice but to use the projection of the world of will. However, in just a moment, Pan Lang noticed something was wrong, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and Pan Lang felt weak all over.
If Pan Lang still doesn't know that he has been tricked by now, then he is a fool. Unfortunately, the world projection of Yao Yun's will was too powerful. It was so powerful that Pan Lang knew that his will could not defeat Yao Yun, so he could only continue to fight Yao Yun. It's not that Pan Lang wants to fight, but that once Pan Lang withdraws his will now, his world of will will definitely be severely damaged.
"Son, you have to remember that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she cannot be underestimated, because her beautiful appearance is their best disguise,"
The words of the Seventh Clan Chief rang in Pan Lang's ears. The Seventh Clan Chief had taught him before, but unfortunately he had completely forgotten it. Now, Yaoyun's will attack is like a thousand troops, attacking Pan Lang's world of will. Pan Lang's body was shaky, as if he might collapse at any time.
"Young Patriarch, Young Patriarch, are you okay?"