Before, Feng Luan saw Shen Lang fall off the cliff, she was very sad, and with a sense of guilt, whether Shen Lang died or not, she planned to sneak into the bottom of the cliff to search for it. Dust, Silk, Literature ↘, → Net

Feng Luan spent a lot of time making a rope out of countless rattans, and then climbed up along the rattans.

Seeing that there was a cold pool at the bottom of the cliff, Feng Luan was overjoyed in her heart, thinking that Shen Lang might not be dead, but she searched for a day and a night, but she didn't find any trace of Shen Lang, and her mood gradually fell to the bottom again.

It happened that he was attacked by a huge spider just now, and the terrain under the cold pool was narrow, and Feng Luan couldn't escape, so he had to bite the bullet.

"Hiss!"

The white-haired spider Sen Bai's breath closed one by one, and he swung his huge chelicerae and slashed towards Feng Luan.

Feng Luan gritted his silver teeth, and the soft sword swung forward left and right, striking out two chilling sword qi.

"Ding!"

A pair of huge chelicerae of the white-haired spider blocked a sword qi, and another sword qi cut off the hair on the white-haired spider's head, and a trace of green blood oozed from the head.

A full blow was actually just a little bit of flesh on the white-haired spider's head? Not even a minor injury!

Feng Luan was frightened, and was forced to retreat one after another, this white-haired spider had already been angered by her, and it was estimated that she would die endlessly.

The white-haired spider hissed angrily, and pounced again in an instant, the two huge chelicerae swept wildly, Feng Luan's upper dress was torn in an instant, and several blood marks were swept out of the white skin, and blood seeped out from the blood stains.

Seeing that the huge chelicera was about to stab his head, Feng Luan closed his eyes in despair.

"Drink!"

There was a low shout in the distance, and a huge knife qi roared and crashed into the white-haired spider's head.

"Boom!"

With a loud muffled sound, the white-haired spider's body was shaken by the sword qi and fell into the cold pool.

Shen Lang stepped on the waves, and quickly rushed up from the side of the cold pool, blocking in front of Feng Luan.

Feng Luan looked at Shen Lang in disbelief and exclaimed, "Shen Shenlang, you're not dead?"

Shen Lang grinned at her: "Nonsense, can you jump alive when you die? I saved you again." ”^

Feng Luan's face was slightly embarrassed, she didn't know how many times she owed Shen Lang favors.

Feng Luan's upper dress was broken, and you could see the dirty clothes.

Shen Lang subconsciously glanced at it, Feng Luan's lower abdomen was smooth and flat, his thighs were exceptionally slender and well-proportioned, and there were several blood marks on it, which affected his appearance.

Seeing that Shen Lang's expression was wrong, Feng Luan realized that she was like this now, almost gone, and she quickly covered her upper body with her hands.

"You turn your head!" Feng Luan glanced at Shen Lang in shame.

Shen Lang didn't look at it much, he took off his coat and threw it to Feng Luan.

Feng Luan subconsciously took the coat thrown by Shen Lang, her pretty face flushed with a hint of redness, and then revealed a complicated look.

"Smack!"

A behemoth suddenly jumped out of the pool water, and the waves splashed.

I saw that the white-haired spider who was shot down into the water by Shen Lang just now screamed and swam towards Shen Lang quickly.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank, and the white-haired spider in front of him seemed to be the one he had encountered before.

The white-haired spider swam extremely fast, and it only took two breaths to come to Shen Lang.

"Be careful, this thing is difficult to deal with!" Feng Luan reminded with a pale face. She was too lazy to care whether she was naked or not, and wanted to help Shen Lang.

"Don't worry, I can deal with it with one hit!" Shen Lang set up the Starfall Knife, his heart was a little moved, he wanted to try the power of the knife he had just picked up.

The white-haired spider roared violently, waved its huge chelicera, and stabbed towards Shen Lang on the shore.

Shen Lang's face was solemn, he didn't dodge, he directly slashed forward with a heavy knife.

"Ding!"

The sparks were shining, the knife was roaring, Shen Lang's arm was slightly numb, and the white-haired spider also took a few steps back, and the chelicera was hit by the Starfall Knife with a trace of cracks.

Shen Lang was overjoyed in his heart, the power of this Starfall Knife really did not disappoint him.

"Hiss!" the white-haired spider hissed, and the white mouthparts of the forest were connected with silk threads.

Shen Lang couldn't dodge, and the silk thread hit him in both legs.

The legs were firmly entangled by white silk threads, Shen Lang's heart sank, he tried his best to break free, but found that this silk thread was extremely tough.

"Beware!" Feng Luan rushed over quickly, and the soft sword in his hand struck out with sword qi, barely crushing the silk threads that entwined Shen Lang's legs.

"Thank you. ”

After Shen Lang finished speaking, he immediately raised his knife and rushed towards the white-haired spider.

Feng Luan's face turned slightly pale, Shen Lang's courage was inevitably too big, and this kind of behemoth dared to deal with it rashly

"Drink!"

Shen Lang waved the Starfall Knife in his hand, slashed Huashan with all his strength, and slashed at the white-haired spider's skull.

"Bell!"

With a loud bang, like a metal weight smashing on a big stone, the Starfall Knife slashed heavily at the white-haired spider's head, and a powerful anti-shock force made Shen Lang's arms slightly numb.

The white-haired spider screamed in pain, and green blood oozed from its head.

This thing's body is really hard enough!, but Shen Lang used the power of the Starfall Knife to strike with all his strength, and he was still able to smash a small gap in the white-haired spider's brain.

This made Shen Lang breathe a sigh of relief, at least this spider could barely deal with it.

The white-haired spider roared incessantly, and pounced angrily towards Shen Lang.

"Bloodkill!"

Shen Lang was ready to attack, his eyes suddenly burst into essence, and he unreservedly used the strongest move in the Seven Killing Knife Style.

The surging sword qi slashed towards the white-haired spider's head.

"Boom!"

The white-haired spider screamed miserably, green blood splattered, and the white-haired spider's head was split into a bloody hole that was not big or small.

It's still not a fatal injury, and the spider's head is too hard.

But it doesn't matter, Shen Lang clenched the knife in his hand, quickly rushed forward, raised his true qi, aimed at the wound on the head of the white-haired spider, and slashed wildly!

"Knock knock!"

After dozens of slashes, the white-haired spider's head was finally split, and green blood was scattered all over the ground.

The white-haired spider hissed weakly a few times, and finally died.

Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief, thanks to the power of the Starfall Knife, otherwise it would not be so easy to deal with this white-haired spider.

Feng Luan witnessed the whole process on the side, and her heart was really shocked, Shen Lang had already surprised her enough to break through the middle of the realm so quickly, but this strength was too terrifying, right?

Feng Luan felt that even if it was Elder Yan Zhen of their Ruyi Sect, his strength was no more than that.

Shen Lang's growth speed is inevitably too terrifying.

After dealing with the white-haired spider, Shen Lang cleaned the green blood stains on his body and put the Starfall Knife into the storage bag.

Seeing that Shen Lang casually put the huge black long knife into the pocket pouch on his waist, as if it had disappeared out of thin air, Feng Luan was a little surprised: "Storage bag?"

Shen Lang was in a good mood and said casually: "Yes, I picked it up." ”

"Picked up?" Feng Luan was slightly stunned, things like storage bags can be picked up, Shen Lang's luck is too good.

was able to survive the cliff twice, and Feng Luan also had to admire Shen Lang's luck.

She didn't ask much, but was curious: "Shen Lang, why did you suddenly fall off the cliff before?"

"Let's not talk about this for now, where is Zhao Jianfei now?" Shen Lang asked lightly, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.