Fairy Jinghong said coldly: "The affairs of Emperor Xuan are originally the affairs of my Tianshui Continent royal family. Of course, the things of Emperor Xuan are the things of the Tianshui Continent royal family. When will it be your turn to interrupt? If the demon queen Su Yue seduced Emperor Xuan, Emperor Xuan would have joined you, a group of inferior monsters?"

"You!" Mei'er's pretty face turned blue and white, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

The wind slammed Mei'er, gritting her silver teeth, and restraining her great anger in her heart.

The hundreds of great monsters behind were all glaring and looked indignant.

A sense of anger surged in Shen Lang's heart. If it weren't for his much different strength, he would have wanted to go up and beat this woman up.

Fairy Jinghong glanced at Shen Lang and said coldly: "Boy, since you have such a connection with Emperor Xuan, I will not bully the small ones by taking away Qi Xuanqin. No matter what your identity is, killing my son is a fact. You can be punished by death, and you cannot escape the crime of living!"

"Dare you ask what Senior Jinghong wants to do?" Shen Lang suppressed his anger and asked expressionlessly.

Fairy Jinghong said calmly: "It's very simple. I'll give you two choices. First, I promise not to kill you, but you must follow me to the Tianshui Continent. Since I am the descendant of Emperor Xuan, I can't let you ignore it. I will definitely educate you well."

"Hahaha, education? Jinghong's yellow-faced woman, don't make people laugh. Look at what the scum son you taught looks like, and you have the same face as saying this." Feng Xi sneered.

Fairy Jinghong was furious and said angrily: "The wind hits you, you will be able to talk to yourself."

"What about the second one?" Shen Lang asked indifferently.

Fairy Jinghong said with a gloomy look: "The second way depends on your ability. Boy, you fight with Lu Ming, the general of Tianshui Continent. If you win, I will admit that you are the descendant of Xuandi and will not make things difficult for you anymore. If you lose, you must be planted by me forbidden magic and take it back to Tianshui Continent."

Hua Ziling was shocked. The forbidden magic technique was not a joke. Shen Langruo was planted by Fairy Jinghong, but he really became the other party's slave and let him slaughter! When Lu Ming, wearing a python robe, heard this, immediately took a step forward and stared at Shen Lang with a cold gaze.

Speaking of which, Liu Tianqi's master was Lu Ming. His disciple died tragically, and Lu Ming's resentment towards Shen Lang was no less than that of Fairy Jinghong.

Before Shen Lang could speak, Feng Xi frowned and said, "Jinghong, did you say that on purpose? Your generals in Tianshui Continent are not only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but also have the second only to you. Shen Lang is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation, so it is too unfair!"

Fairy Jinghong shrank his eyes and said coldly: "This boy named Shen Lang kept saying that he was the successor selected by Emperor Xuan. What kind of amazing genius is Emperor Xuan? I don't need to say more about it. The successor he selected must be outstanding. If this boy can't even beat the general of my Tianshui Continent, he is worthy of being the successor of Emperor Xuan?"

"What the emperor and empress said is right, let this kid come out to fight!"

"The descendant of Emperor Xuan and the monsters are ridiculous! Let's go out to fight and speak with your strength."

The group of monks from Tianshui Continent shouted, showing disdain.

Feng Xi and Mei'er frowned, and Fairy Jinghong was indeed sinister and cunning, and one sentence set the rhythm, making them unaware of how to refute.

"this……"

Hua Ziling's pretty face was stiff, and the other party's hatred seemed to be all about Shen Lang, and it seemed that she had nothing to do with her.

Shen Lang glanced at Fairy Jinghong and said calmly: "Okay, I agree to this second condition, but there is one thing I want Senior Jinghong to agree to."

Fairy Jinghong's eyes narrowed: "Boy, do you still dare to make a condition with me?"

"It's not a condition. The younger generation lost nine natal magic weapons flying swords and was snatched away by fellow Daoist Liu Tianqi's Nascent Soul. Chen just wanted to get my own natal magic weapons back before the duel." Shen Lang said coldly.

As soon as these words were said, Feng Xi immediately sarcastically said: "Jinghong, this time it is Shen Lang's own natal magic weapon, not the object of Emperor Xuan. You, a cultivator in the early stage of God Transformation, wouldn't you beg for a junior thing?"

Fairy Jinghong had a gloomy face, waved her sleeves, and nine golden flying swords shot towards Shen Langfei slowly.

I'm afraid that if she didn't return the things to Shen Lang, Feng Xi would chatter and blacken herself again. Fairy Jinghong's ears would almost have a cocoon when she heard them.

Shen Lang realized that the divine thoughts on the nine thunder light swords had not dissipated. With his divine thoughts, the nine flying swords immediately resonated and circled around him.

After all, the Lei Ze splitting sword was refined with Shen Lang's essence and blood, so the divine thoughts on it were of course not easy to dissipate. Although it was lost for a year, the spiritual light of the flying sword had not decreased at all, and it could be used directly to defend the enemy without refining it.

Shen Lang was secretly happy. The magic weapon that had been lost for so long was finally back in his hands.

The reason why he asked Fairy Jinghong to return the Leize Sword was not just an apparent intention. It was mainly because the Leize Sword had its own traces of divine thoughts, and the other party could use this to track his own position.

Shen Lang doesn't want to expose his position all the time in the future.

General Lu Ming was a little impatient and shouted, "Boy, your request to the emperor and the empress have been met. You can always start the duel now, right?"

"This is natural, and it has been waiting for fellow Taoists for a long time." Shen Langfeng smiled lightly, pushed the Hua Zi Ling beside him slightly, and ascended forward.

"Shen Lang, you..." Hua Ziling seemed to have something to say.

Shen Lang sent a voice transmission: "You go down first and just watch from the side."

Hua Ziling gritted her teeth and had to fly back. She felt a little uncomfortable and felt like she was making soy sauce. She said it nicely, but she couldn't help Shen Lang. She couldn't help feeling sad.

Shen Lang and Lu Ming each took one side, and the cultivators from Tianshui Continent and the monsters from the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons consciously retreated and moved away from a single area.

Duel is a common thing in the world of immortal cultivation, and it is also the most direct and effective way to solve problems. The demon clan actually prefers duel to solve problems, but the gap between Shen Lang and Lu Ming in realm cultivation is not a little bit. Many big monsters who have some friendship with Shen Lang were worried about him.

"Brother Chen, win this game. I will hold a celebration banquet for you, and I will stop drunk!" Feng Huo was the first to roar.

Feng Lei also shouted: "Brother Chen, with your strength, it is easy to defeat this person! Let these ignorant cultivators in Tianshui Continent know your power."

Immediately afterwards, a group of demon cultivators also shouted loudly to cheer Shen Lang up.

Seeing this, the Nascent Soul cultivator on the Tianshui Continent was not willing to be outdone and also shouted.

"Master, kill this beast!"

Liu Tianqi woke up from a coma at some point, and then started shouting. He really couldn't stand Shen Lang's pretentious appearance.

Lu Ming stared at Shen Lang opposite him and said contemptuously: "Boy, since you promised the duel, you must be prepared. If you are defeated, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Chapter completed!