Chang Lang looked at Zhao Bingyan, who was panting in front of him, knowing that the sword just now injured him, and his physical strength also decreased a lot. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Chang Lang secretly reminded himself that if he was injured in the fight in the future, then he should speed up the end of the battle, otherwise you must lose.

"Senior Brother Zhao, come on, quickly take this Chang Lang off the stage."

"Chang Lang, you despicable and shameless villain."

"Senior Brother Zhao, you are the strongest. This constant wave will only lead to intrigues. ”

Chang Lang felt like he had become a wicked person, and he was speechless, why don't you go to heaven if you are so good. Why are you so lively in the audience, you can do it, what are you talking about?

Zhao Bingyan saw that Chang Lang was in a daze, his eyes lit up, and he made a move in an instant, directly with Feng Laiyi, and slashed towards Chang Lang's head.

'Despicable villain, actually sneak attacked. Chang Lang hurriedly flashed this move, and with a slanted hand, he picked up the sword.

"Senior Brother Zhao, hurry up, hurry up and defeat this Chang Lang."

"Chang Lang, you can't win against Senior Brother Zhao, hurry up and admit defeat."

Chang Lang secretly scolded the people of the Huashan faction in his heart, clenched his fists, and looked at Zhao Bingyan who was lying on the gun with a trace of anger in his eyes. A direct move to fall into the wood. The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling. As soon as the move came out, it was like the water of the Yangtze River, flowing endlessly and endlessly, making Zhao Bingyan irresistible. When Chang Lang put the sword on Zhao Bingyan's neck, there was a burst of boos from the audience. Chang Lang ignored the boos from the audience, if you can do it, you can go up, don't fix these things that don't have it. Chang Lang opened his mouth and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, you lost. It's not my junior brother, can my strength enter your eyes. ”

Zhao Bingyan snorted coldly, turned his head and didn't talk to Chang Lang.

Chang Lang was not angry, after all, he had won. Hehe smiled: "Senior Brother Zhao, if you don't speak, are you disobedient to Senior Brother I."

Zhao Bingyan glanced at Chang Lang obliquely and snorted.

Chang Lang said coldly: "Senior Brother Zhao, I know you don't accept me, but if I win, I win, and no matter how much you deny it, you can't change it." Besides, as a junior brother, as soon as I joined the sect, you came to me to challenge, and I was defeated, and you still didn't accept me, hum, I can be regarded as having seen the ability of the disciples of the Huashan faction, so I will bully and bully the new disciples, if I fight with others on the rivers and lakes, I guess I will die a long time ago. ”

"You're talking nonsense."

"I'm talking nonsense, forget it, if you say I'm talking nonsense, just talk nonsense, Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother I won't accompany you, you, stay where it's cool, don't bother me."

After Chang Lang finished speaking, he turned his head and left. When the disciples in the audience saw Chang Lang coming down from the stage, they all looked at Chang Lang with hatred.

Chang Lang sneered and said, "Get out of the way."

Seeing that Chang Lang was fierce, the disciples did not dare to block Chang Lang's path, and consciously gave way to it.

Chang Lang looked at the disciples in front of him who were scared but mixed with the slightest aura of admiration, and shook his head. 'The Huashan faction is also that strength, it looks strong on the outside, but on the inside, haha, don't talk about it. Chang Lang laughed and left the training ground.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it doesn't matter if you want it." The disciple on the side said with concern.

"Hmph, Little Liu, send a message to the fourth senior brother for me, tell him about today's situation, what should I say, don't let me teach you." Zhao Bingyan looked at Chang Lang's departing back with hatred, and said coldly to the disciples beside him.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao, I'll help you go back to your room to rest first." Xiao Liu said nervously.

Zhao Bingyan saw Chang Lang's figure disappear from his sight, nodded, and asked Xiao Liu to help him go back.

Chang Lang returned to his room, just sat down, poured a cup of tea, and suddenly saw the mark of the brocade guard drawn with water on the table, so that he would meet at night. Chang Lang put his hand on the table without a trace, wiped it hard, erased the traces, Chang Lang carefully glanced around, his room is a guest room, far away from the Huashan faction, and no one has gone up the mountain recently, so there is only Chang Lang nearby, but Chang Lang is always used to look around out of caution, so that nothing goes wrong.

Chang Lang waited until after dark, estimated that the disciples should have slept, and carefully opened the door, but now in the dead of night, the sound of the door opening was particularly eye-catching in the quiet night. Chang Lang cautiously glanced around, found that there was no sound outside, raised his steps, and walked quickly towards Elder Chen.

Chang Lang cautiously walked to Elder Chen's residence, glanced at the surrounding environment, no one found himself, Chang Lang looked at Elder Chen's house, and couldn't help but feel difficult, after all, Elder Chen's house was a little close to the other elders' houses, it didn't matter during the day, at night, the sound of opening the door was extraordinarily loud, and Chang Lang already knew it when he opened the door by himself just now. Chang Lang couldn't help but imitate the sound of a bird, three short and one long. Suddenly, Elder Chen's window opened, Chang Lang started, jumped into Elder Chen's room with a leap, rolled over, unloaded the momentum, Chang Lang got up, and followed Elder Chen to the secret room.

After closing the door of the secret room, Elder Chen lit the lamp and said, "Chang Lang, did you fight with Zhao Bingyan today?"

Chang Lang nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know what Elder Chen called me over today."

Elder Chen said solemnly: "You did something wrong in this matter, you shouldn't have come to the stage to fight him."

Chang Lang said nonchalantly when he heard this: "Why shouldn't I, is it because he is a senior disciple of Huashan, I should let him."

"You let me tell you what is good, you just learned internal skills from me a few days ago, you went up to compete with Zhao Bingyan, who has practiced internal skills for five or six years, and defeated him, you say, if you are the head, will you believe it."

"This shows that I have a good talent."

"No matter how good your talent is, there is a limit, it's impossible for you to practice internal skills for a few days and you will catch up with others for a few years."

"This shows that I am gifted, can I be born with divine power?"

"That's fine, but you don't think anyone else will track you down. I finally faded you, and you were in the limelight again. ”

"Elder Chen, don't forget, before I came to Huashan, I eliminated more than thirty bandits, and it shouldn't be too much to defeat Zhao Bingyan with such strength."

Elder Chen nodded and said, "I forgot about this."

Chang Lang couldn't help but say something to Elder Chen, and suddenly remembered Zhao Bingyan's move today, and asked: "Elder Chen, when I was fighting with Zhao Bingyan today, I found that although his swordsmanship was Huashan Swordsmanship, it did not have the momentum of Huashan Swordsmanship, but it was a faint murderous and evil aura."