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There are so many people, and it is in a dangerous place like Phoenix Valley, and most of the other party is the rumored martial artist of the Ling family of Longmen Mountain.

Seeing Ling Zhengnan slashing at him, a trace of haze flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and he immediately pulled out the white shadow sword at his waist, urging the sword to defend against a blow.

"Ding!"

The sound of a fierce clash of swords was heard, and a wave exploded in the lake.

The two of them each took a few steps back and stood on the surface of the lake. Transformation Realm Martial Cultivators only need to condense True Qi under their feet, and they can stand on the water without falling.

The blow was a draw, Ling Zhengnan was surprised, he suddenly realized that the sword in Shen Lang's hand was not ordinary.

"Hallow!"

Ling Zhengnan's face changed, and his eyes were on the white jade long sword in Shen Lang's hand, this kid actually had a holy weapon?

You must know that as the son of the Great Elder of the Ling Family, coupled with his extraordinary talent, the family gave him two holy weapons.

The other party is only a cultivator in the middle of the transformation realm, and he actually has a holy weapon?

Ling Zhengnan first glanced at the sea of fire in front of him, the fire python seemed to have retreated, and it should not be chasing after him. More than half of the Ling family's disciples died, and Ling Zhengnan was heartbroken.

Ling Zhengnan's anger swelled, his sullen eyes fell on Shen Lang, and he roared irritably, "Who are you?"

"Before asking others, report your name first!" Shen Lang swept his eyes around, and said expressionlessly.

There were at least forty or fifty martial cultivators in the lake, and there were also more than a dozen transformation realm masters, and the situation was a little bad.

Ling Zhengnan's forehead was bruised, and he shouted: "Boy, you dare to be so rampant when you kill so many of my Ling family disciples?"

It was Shen Lang who attracted a reticulated crocodile, causing the death of nearly a hundred elite disciples of their Ling family, and Ling Zhengnan's anger was uncontrollable. The idea of capturing the fire python cubs was put forward by him, and now that so many people have died, the head of the family is bound to be furious, and he will not be able to eat and walk around at that time.

"Hahaha! What if Lao Tzu is rampant!" Shen Lang suddenly laughed wildly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Since it's the Ling family, it's just right!"

Thinking that Su Ruoxue was persecuted by the inhuman spirit of the Ling family, before coming to Linhai Tianshan, Shen Lang had a strong hatred for the Ling family.

"Kid looking for death!" The two elders of the late stage of the Ling Family's Transformation Realm were furious, and they were about to rush up to deal with Shen Lang. ^

Ling Zhengnan waved his robe and said gloomily: "Slow, it's just a mess, let this son solve it himself." ”

After speaking, Ling Zhengnan clenched his sword tightly and slashed towards Shen Lang with a fierce anger.

At the moment of the battle just now, Shen Lang already knew that Ling Zhengnan's strength was amazing, so he naturally didn't dare to underestimate it, and immediately set up the White Shadow Sword to defend it.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sound of swords clashing is endless, the wind is blowing, and waves are splashing in the lake.

"Miscellaneous, this son is going to cut off your hands and feet!Throw you into the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts and torture you slowly, and pay tribute to the spirit of my dead Ling family disciple!" Ling Zhengnan clenched his sword and slashed wildly, shouting and scolding.

"Really? I'm really scared. ”

Saying that he was afraid, Shen Lang had a mocking expression on his face.

"Die, die, die!" Ling Zhengnan's seven orifices were smoking, and he completely turned into a mad dog.

Shen Lang wanted this effect, to provoke Ling Zhengnan, he was emotionally excited, he would ignore the defense, blindly attack frantically, and his body would immediately show flaws.

"The streamer is gone!"

Shen Lang's eyes burst into fine light, and he instantly launched a deadly thirteen sword counterattack, and the white shadow sword in his hand flew like a streamer.

Countless sword rays erupted from the tip of the sword, and the sound of sword whistles in the sky almost tore through the air.

Ling Zhengnan's attack was too forgetful, and Shen Lang's sudden sword move was too fast, which surprised him, and he didn't have time to parry for a while, so he had to wave his sword qi frantically, trying to block the sword rays in the sky.

The passing of the streamer was the fastest move of the Thirteen Swords of Death, but the sword light attacked by the tip of Shen Lang's sword was not as fragile as the silver needle, and Ling Zhengnan needed to use all his internal force to block the sword light. But in this way, Ling Zhengnan's swinging speed is bound to slow down.

Shen Lang's move passed faster and faster, his body rotated at high speed with the sword shadow, Shen Lang even flew above Ling Zhengnan's head, and countless sword rays fell from the sky.

"Knock knock!"

The lake exploded into countless waves, and the water curtain filled the sky.

The Ling family elders and elite disciples who were watching from the lake had to dodge the countless sword rays that fell from the sky, revealing an incredulous look of horror.

"Thirteen Swords of Death!"

Ling Zhengnan roared, finally sobering up from his anger, with a look of horror on his face.

I never imagined that this kid would be able to perform such a famous sword skill!

"Oh no, hurry up and save Childe!"

One of the elders of the late stage of the Transformation Realm shouted violently, and the two elders of the late stage of the Transformation Realm immediately reacted and rushed towards the center of the battle.

It's a pity that it was a little late, and the sword that slashed his head and covered his face struck, and Ling Zhengnan was difficult to resist.

His sword qi was very fast, but it was still not as fast as the sword rays in the sky, and after seven or eight sword rays in his body, Ling Zhengnan's whole body was filled with a layer of blood mist.

"You!"

Ling Zhengnan's eyes widened, he roared angrily, he couldn't hold it anymore, he "plopped" and fell into the lake, and the surrounding lake was dyed bright red with the blood gushing out of his body.

An elder of the late stage of the Ling family's transformation realm immediately dived to the bottom of the lake, pulled Ling Zhengnan up, went to the grass on the shore, and stuffed golden pills into his mouth.

"If you dare to hurt your son, you will die!"

Another elder in the late stage of the Ling Family's Transformation Realm widened his eyes angrily, and slapped his palm towards Shen Lang, who took advantage of the situation to strike a seven-wound fist to parry.

"Boom!"

The fists intersected and there was a muffled sound.

After Shen Lang received a backlash, he landed smoothly on the shore and laughed dryly: "I heard that all of your Ling family martial cultivators are elites, and you dare to call yourself elites at this level of garbage? Don't laugh at the big teeth!"

As soon as these words came out, all the elder disciples of the Ling family on the lake were furious.

"Bastard!"

"Dare to insult my Ling family, this kid is tired of life!"

"Yes, kill him!"

On the shore, after Ling Zhengnan took the healing pill, his injuries were controlled. He felt a little hard to accept in his heart that he would lose to a mid-stage miscellaneous person!

The Ling family is extremely martial, and Ling Zhengnan is even more extremely conceited, he doesn't want to admit this reality. The strong jealousy and hatred made him want to skin Shen Lang and cramp.

"Don't let him run away, catch him alive!" Ling Zhengnan roared angrily.

As soon as the words fell, the forty elders and elite disciples of the Ling family all rushed towards Shen Lang.

There are a total of more than a dozen martial cultivators in the Transformation Realm, and the rest are all martial cultivators in the late stage of the Asking Realm and the peak of the Asking Realm, Shen Lang is alone with one sword.

Shen Lang shouted with a hideous look on his face: "Okay, good! When you meet me Shen Lang today, all of you Ling family members will die for me!"

After saying that, he took out the dragon tooth dart from the storage ring and frantically injected true qi into the golden double dart.