"Ding!"

"The host has achieved the title task, and the posture of the hero. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Reward one summon and two thousand kill points. ”

In the dense jungle, Shen Lang sat quietly under a tree, Gao Yanli and Jin Wuming stood on guard in the distant tree, and Demon Moon sat cross-legged opposite Shen Lang not far away.

Shen Lang's body was in circulation, and the wound on his shoulder was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rumble!!!

A wave of air radiated, and Shen Lang slowly opened his eyes.

This battle stabilized Shen Lang's realm that had just entered the middle stage of the innate stage.

"Sure enough, the way to quickly improve strength still comes from fighting. ”

Shen Lang pondered.

"Young master.... ”

As soon as Shen Lang woke up, Gao Yanli and Jin Wusheng appeared in front of Shen Lang.

"It's fine, a little bit of a wound. ”

Shen Lang stood up and said lightly.

Although it was a small injury, Shen Lang was still a little afraid when he thought of Li Ming's sword, in Shen Lang's opinion, if Li Ming's strength was strong, he would definitely not be able to resist it, and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

"Qinglian Sword Song. ”

Shen Lang's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

Although the Qinglian Sword Song only caused a little minor injury to Shen Lang, it does not mean that the Qinglian Sword Song is not strong, it is just that Li Ming is too wasteful and has not exerted the power that the Qinglian Sword Song should have.

Otherwise, Lei Ming and the others would not call Li Ming a half-ass.

As a super powerhouse in the Cave Void Realm, how could the exercises created by Li Mubai be simple.

Li Mubai is a super powerhouse in the True Martial Continent, even in the Cave Void Realm, he is a person who walks sideways, and Li Mubai is equivalent to the current Shen Lang in the Cave Void Realm.

Invincible in the same realm, few people can compete, and he is also among the best in the weighbridge, but although Li Mubai is strong, he is a casual cultivator, and at the same time, Li Mubai has another title, Qinglian Sword Immortal.

Li Mubai is a person who has been a lifelong alcoholic, never participates in the disputes of the mainland, and only has a sword and a pot of wine to accompany him, which is an outlier in the Zhenwu Continent.

Later, by chance, he met Li Ming, a person who was eight points similar to him, and accepted Li Ming as a disciple.

The Qinglian Sword Song is divided into four forms, each of which has a different power, but since Li Mubai created the Qinglian Sword Song, no one has been able to let him use the fourth style, so the people on the mainland are very jealous of Li Mubai.

Li Mubai's deeds, Shen Lang didn't know, he only knew that judging from Li Ming's shot, Qinglian Sword Song was definitely not simple.

"Let's go, let's go into the city, the martial arts conference should start in two days. ”

Shen Lang said lightly.

......

At this time, Wucheng had already caused a frenzy of public opinion because of the deeds of Shen Lang and Sanying.

In a restaurant, a warrior raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and said in a slurp: "Brother Zhang, it is said that a dark horse has appeared?"

Another martial artist, who had just put down his wine glass, nodded and said, "Well, Brother Wang, didn't you see it at the time, that Shen Lang is really a fierce mess, and the three powerhouses on the list who were beaten by one person are really domineering." ”

"Oh!"

The martial artist surnamed Wang became interested and said, "Brother Zhang, tell me how strong Shen Lang is." ”

The martial artist surnamed Zhang coughed, sat upright, and recalled: "That Shen Lang is said to be born mighty and tall, and the jade tree is ...... in the wind." ”

"Wait...."

The warrior surnamed Wang interrupted the words of the warrior surnamed Zhang, looked at the warrior surnamed Zhang suspiciously, and said, "Brother Zhang, did you see it, why is it said that they have all come up?"

"Ahem, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue. ”

The martial artist surnamed Zhang faked a cough, "To get back to the point, that Shen Lang looks like a jade tree in the wind, chic and dignified, and with a wave of his hand, he is a monstrous ..... of might." ”

Listening to the description of the warrior surnamed Zhang, the warrior surnamed Wang began to make up the scene at that time in his mind.

In this way, Shen Lang beat the peerless sword He Tianxing and the little sword immortal Li Ming with three punches and two feet, and the blood sword and blood left. ”

"Poof!"

Originally, because the warrior surnamed Wang told Shen Lang's deeds, the attracted warrior was listening in fascination when an inopportune voice sounded.

The crowd was interrupted and glared angrily at the place where the sound came from.

When they saw the person who made the sound, the faces of the crowd took another 180-degree turn.

I saw a slender woman, dressed in a yellow shirt, with a pure face and a detached temperament, sitting there covering her small mouth and smiling.

However, although the woman was angry that she interrupted their train of thought, when they saw the woman, it disappeared again.

Let's not talk about the woman's pitiful appearance, let's just say that the woman's elegant temperament makes them unable to get angry.

Fang Miao'er slowly stood up and came to everyone, and the warriors involuntarily made way for her.

Fang Miao'er stretched out two slender jade fingers, picked up the warrior surnamed Wang, and then sat in the position of the warrior surnamed Wang with a big grin, glanced around, and said with a straight face: "Okay, it is estimated that this brother has not seen Shen Lang and their battles, so I will explain to you what happened." ”

When the warrior surnamed Wang heard Fang Miao'er's words, he smiled, in fact, he really hadn't seen Shen Lang's battle, and he just showed off it by hearsay.

"If you have money, you will have a money field, and if you don't have money, you will have a personal field, and this chivalrous woman is going to give you a lecture. ”

Fang Miao'er picked up a chopstick and tapped it lightly on the wine glass, "In other words, that Shen Lang looks fierce and vicious, and his five short statures are ......" ”

"Ahh

When everyone heard Fang Miao'er's words, the glorious image of Shen Lang in their minds suddenly collapsed.

But Fang Miaoer's words made them want to listen to it again, and when it came to the depths of love, Fang Miaoer couldn't help laughing.

Since then, Shen Lang's invincible and heroic image has spread throughout the entire Wucheng in a short period of time.

Some say that Shen Lang's long black-faced fangs are like evil ghosts, and some say that Shen Lang is short in stature and has incomplete limbs.

Fang Miao'er couldn't help but laugh when she walked on the road, leaning back and back, just when Fang Miao'er imagined what Shen Lang's expression would be when he heard the rumors about him.

Bang!

"Oops, don't you have long eyes when you walk?"

Fang Miaoer didn't care if she hit someone or someone else hit her, she was slashed and covered with a face.

"Ugh!"

"Miss, I'm sorry. ”

A big man with a rough face and a tiger's back scratched his head nervously.

Hearing the big man's voice, Fang Miao'er exclaimed, "Why are you!"

"Hey, hey!"

The big man smiled innocently, and then said respectfully: "Miss, the hall master asked me to pick you up." ”

Fang Miao'er seemed to be a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, so she jumped up in an instant and looked around vigilantly, "My father is here?"

The big man seemed to be stumped by Fang Miaoer's question, frowned and thought for a long time before he said, "Well, it should be regarded as coming." ”