On the opposite side, the landlord's expression changed, and he danced his sword quickly, and a denser cluster of stone cone spikes poured out towards the dragon like a storm. Unfortunately, it was impossible to break through the defense of the light shield, let alone stop the advance of the light shield.

Seeing that the light shield was getting closer and closer to him, the landlord finally panicked. He sang loudly in his mouth, and his hands were hitting hands. The rocky ground in front of him surged like waves, like undulating stone shields. In front of him.

"Boom, boom, boom..." But with a bang, the stone shields shattered.

"Puff", the landlord was still playing the decision, but the finger movement suddenly stopped, and the verbal decision that was still singing also stopped abruptly.

Looking blankly at the light shield embedded in his chest, his face was actually at a loss.

Long Wucu's arm lightly waved, and the light shield suddenly disappeared. A thick bowl of blood spewed from the wound on the chest of the landlord. He didn't even let out a scream before he broke his breath.

"I told you to admit defeat, but you refused to listen to me, so I can't blame me." Long Wu'er said lightly, without any pity on his face, only deep contempt.

"By the way, let you know when you die. This magic trick is called Death Shield." Long Wu said that he turned and left.

Almost everyone in the audience was in extreme shock, and even the priests of the Tianyang Temple had forgotten to cheer for him.

After so many competitions, although each of them ended with a certain priest's serious injury, it was the first time that the dead man, and the priest who died was also the most undeserving one.

Divine art based on the laws of the earth is stronger than defense, and the landlord is a leader in practising the laws of the earth. The guardian of the earth he finally displayed is even indestructible for priests of this level. It is not easy for the priests to do it. But in the face of Long Wurong's death shield, both offensive and defensive, it was as fragile as paper.

How strong should the death shield be?

"Unexpectedly, this guy's death magic technique has been cultivated to this level." Sikong Qinglan recalled the scene just now and said with emotion.

What he practices is the law of life, and the law of death restrains each other. Asking himself, if it were the same cultivation level, he would not be able to use his life magic to block Long Wurong's death shield.

Mu Hanyan was silent, and Long Wurong's strength was beyond her imagination. She had thought she would take out the Divine Sword before, but she was still going to watch a joke. Who knew this guy was useless at all. The landlord was killed by the Shield of Death, and I was probably thinking of using the Chaos God Sword as a killer for the end.

It's no wonder that this guy dared to provoke her, he was indeed confident.

Speaking of it, the fire spear that she displayed with the Eight Desolation Gods is good at attacking, but if you encounter the death shield of Long Wurong, which is both offensive and defensive, is there a chance to win?

Mu Hanyan thought about it seriously, it seemed that there was really no absolute certainty, and the outcome was possible.

"Master priest, will you not meet this guy in the next round?" Shen Yuhe said with some worry.

"Why, do you think I'm not his opponent?" Mu Hanyan rolled his eyes and said, how could someone so arrogant and extinguish his prestige?