Sun Daqing looked coldly at this group of scholars from the Dongyun Kingdom.

Don't look at him in front of Shen Lang, he is very enthusiastic, he looks like a hot-blooded young man, but that's because of Shen Lang. But whoever is in the aristocratic circle of Nanyue Kingdom has never heard of the name of "Sun Dashao".

Although it is not enough to bully men and women and oppress the common people, if any powerful child is in his hands, it will not please anyone.

Today, I came to invite Shen Lang to the banquet in a hurry, but I was slapped in the face on the spot, how could I bear this tone.

"Whoever said it, stand up for yourself." Sun Daqing said coldly.

Zhan Wushuang didn't speak, just lowered his head and gently stroked the hilt of his sword.

Shen Lang was a little indifferent, and said with a smile: "Forget it, don't you still have to set up a banquet for me, why bother about this." ”

Yang Youqing's daughters' faces under the white veil were also very ugly, but since Shen Lang said so, they were not easy to speak.

Zhan Wushuang turned his head to look at Shen Lang, his eyes were as clear as spring water: "Brother Shen, you have a life-saving grace for us, if you can still let others insult you when you stand on the land of Nanyue Country today, then how will we deal with ourselves in the future?" ”

When the words fell, I heard a soft sound of "sonor", like a dragon's groan.

I saw that a dazzling bloody light suddenly burst out from the group of readers, and a reader covered his arms and screamed. Shen Lang's eyelids jumped slightly, and he saw that the person had directly cut off an arm by Zhan Wushuang!

With Shen Lang's divine sense, he naturally knew that it was this person who spoke just now, but Zhan Wushuang could accurately identify it, and directly cut off this person's arm in the crowd after a sword was slashed, this kendo skill was also quite moving.

"This sword is good, it has Wu Xue'e's four successes."

A burst of cheers sounded behind Shen Lang.

Zhan Wushuang was also a little surprised when he heard this, and when he turned his head to look behind Shen Lang, he saw a white veil, and he didn't know who said it.

Shen Lang understood, and it was Senior Sister Ningyan who spoke.

He is still shallow in martial arts practice, and he has never been exposed to swordsmanship, although he often uses qi and blood swords, but they are all simple slashes. Although I don't know who Wu Xue'e is, Ning Yan's tone is obviously mostly praised.

Since the swordsmanship of the warrior can be praised by Ning Yan, it should be excellent in thought.

It's just that Shen Lang has also fought with Zhan Wushuang, and he feels that although Zhan Wushuang has good strength, it doesn't seem that he deserves such praise from his senior sister. At least in his opinion, the strength of Zhan Wushuang was definitely inferior to the several seven-rank demon clans who fought fiercely in the Imperial City that day.

"You Nanyue Kingdom is too deceitful!"

Zhang Shao's roar sounded, and his face was red and trembling at the moment.

Sun Daqing sneered: "Are we deceiving people too much, or are you looking for yourselves and are not interesting?" On the territory of my Nanyue country, insulting our distinguished guests in front of my Nanyue countrymen, isn't this self-defeating? ”

Zhang Shao gritted his teeth and said, "If I, the sage of Dongyun Kingdom, are here, do you dare to say that?" ”

"It's the half-saint of the Dongyun Kingdom here, and I said the same." Sun Daqing said coldly.

For a moment, there was silence all around.

"Oh, are the juniors of Nanyue Kingdom so inflated, there is no Dongyun Half-Saint today, but the sages really have."

As he spoke, he saw an old man with white hair walking out of the crowd.

As soon as they saw this person, all the scholars of the Dongyun Kingdom bowed and saluted: "I've seen Lin Xianren." ”

Hearing this, Shen Lang's expression moved slightly.

Lin Guangxian did not walk out of the crowd, first walked to the scholar who had his arm cut off, and picked up the broken arm on the ground regardless of the blood.

"Young people are missing an arm, how will they hold a pen in the future." Lin Guangxian sighed lightly and pressed the wound on his arm together.

I saw a blue light on his cuffs come out, and it rotated around the severed arm for a few weeks.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, the arm actually grew back into the scholar's body.

The scholar was stunned for a long time, tried to move his arm, and found that it was as good as ever.

His face suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, and he bowed deeply to Lin Guangxian.

"Thank you Lin Xianren, thank you Lin Xianren!" His voice trembled, and his face was full of excitement and gratitude.

Lin Guangxian showed a gentle smile: "Study hard, don't live up to the old man's expectations." ”

"Follow the teachings of Lin Xianren!"

The surrounding scholars of the Dongyun Kingdom were all excited.

"Little junior brother, you will have a hard time in the future." Ning Yan leaned into Shen Lang's ear and chuckled.

Shen Lang naturally understood the meaning of condensing smoke.

Once today's events spread, Lin Guangxian's reputation will inevitably be more prominent, and Shen Lang, who is standing on the opposite side, needless to say, will inevitably bear more infamy. Especially today's events have a lot to do with Shen Lang, and I am afraid that it will not be as simple as infamy in the future.

"It's okay, the louder the scolding, the louder the fame." Shen Lang said with an unchanged expression.

Ning Yan was stunned by this, and it took a while for a while to let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell.

The voice was not disguised at all, and it seemed extremely harsh at the moment. Although he couldn't see his face, the eye-catching palace dress and his bumpy figure still attracted a burst of eager eyes.

Lin Guangxian looked at Shen Lang coldly, and then turned his gaze to Ning Yan behind him.

"Immorals." Lin Guangxian snorted coldly and said.

"Rely on the old and sell the old."

Shen Lang returned it without saying a word.

Lin Guangxian: "? ”

"Shen Lang, what did you say?" Lin Guangxian stared at Shen Lang and said angrily.

Shen Lang smiled slightly and said, "You are not my student, why should I teach you?" ”

There was an uproar as soon as these words came out.

Confucianism pays the most attention to rules and etiquette, the so-called respect for teachers, Lin Guangxian, as a professor of Dongyun Academy, is responsible for education, and can be regarded as the half-teacher of all students in Dongyun Kingdom.

And Shen Lang is now not as simple as saying a contradiction, he is simply riding on Lin Guangxian's head.

"Sure enough, you are arrogant and arrogant, you don't know etiquette, today the old man said that he can't teach you well on behalf of Zhang Sheng!"

Lin Guangxian's body was full of green energy.

As soon as he saw this posture, the people around him suddenly retreated.

Lin Guangxian is a genuine sage, and once he makes a move, it will be earth-shattering.

Shen Lang sighed, not at all prepared at all.

Everyone looked at Shen Lang in amazement, is this conceit or looking for death?

You're facing a sage who is ready to make a move, do you really think that the other party won't dare to kill you?

A cyan cloud suddenly rose in the sky, accompanied by countless blood-colored rays rising into the sky.

In just an instant, three men and one woman fell into the field.

Among the three men and one woman, two men were in their fifties, dressed in white Confucian shirts, and appeared to be Confucian monks. The other man and woman, the man was forty-five or sixteen, wearing brocade robes, exuding a powerful power from top to bottom. The woman was dressed in a long white dress and wore a bronze sword at her waist.

These four people don't show their breath, but just standing here, they are like four mountains, bringing heavy pressure to the people around them.

Shen Lang glanced at the style of the bronze sword of the woman in the white dress, and he vaguely knew it in his heart.

"What is Lin Xianren going to do?"

The man in the white shirt smiled and hugged his fist at Lin Guangxian.

Lin Guangxian didn't say a word, just stared at Shen Lang with cold eyes.

Another man in a Confucian shirt looked at Shen Lang and said, "You are also a student of Dongyun Kingdom, how can you talk to Mr. Dongyun Academy like this and not apologize." ”

Shen Lang didn't know who this person was, so he just said lightly: "Why do I have to apologize to the despicable and shameless person who is disrespectful to the old man?" ”

The man in the white shirt who said this looked frozen, and his originally indifferent expression was a little stern.