Shen Lang did a backflip and distanced himself from the pursuing, life-threatening sword light in front of him. At the same time, he swung out a palm and blasted out a surging palm force, trying to deflect the sword light.

But the sword light only trembled slightly, and the tip of the sword spit out a cold light, like a crackling wave cutting through the waves, splitting the palm force into two.

At this moment, the other two black-clothed zombies and wood finally crossed the waves and intercepted the sharp sword light.

The man in black codenamed "Mu" didn't forget to ask:

"Is Fatty okay?"

Shen Lang replied in a dull voice:

"Can't die!"

As they spoke, Zombie and Mu Mu were already fighting with the man who stabbed Shen Lang with his sword.

As the cold light flickered, three figures were seen moving around quickly, their bodies constantly intertwining with each other. Occasionally, they collided, and then there was a rapid and dense sound of gold and iron clashing, or the muffled sound of fists and feet clashing.

Then they quickly separated, moved, intertwined, collided, and separated again...

During the fierce battle, ferocious air waves and sharp sword energy surged in all directions, scraping sand and rocks away from the land, or creating long, horizontal and vertical cracks.

Looking at the dazzling and dizzying battle scene ahead, Shen Lang felt very bored.

He is a real man who believes in standing upright and fighting hard to death with his palms and fists, and who can dodge the other. He is a strong man.

I really don't like the way the three opponents play with full footwork, wind-like movement, constantly wandering around, and occasionally breaking points at the touch of a touch.

"Why are you hiding? You're so scared that you're going to fight hard and risk your life by getting hurt! You can't kill someone by dodging like this!"

Shen Lang thought to himself, put his hand on his chest, pretended to be seriously injured, and stood aside to watch the battle.

But having said that, although he was a little disdainful of the sissy-style fighting style of the three people on the opposite side, their martial arts moves were indeed pretty good.

Zombie and Wood's technical level, regardless of footwork, body skills, and moves, is at least "comprehensive" or even "proficient". It seems that they are senior martial artists who have practiced martial arts for many years and have already mastered all their kung fu to their core.

But that woman, who is holding a three-foot long sword, is graceful and strong, has long legs and a slim waist, is tied in a ponytail, and is dressed in green. Her swordsmanship is said to be "superb" and she can fight one against two with ease.

Seeing the woman in Tsing Yi who became more and more courageous as she fought, almost beating zombies and logs, Shen Lang couldn't help but go over her information in his mind:

Gu Hongye, 21 years old, a native of Qingyang Mansion, has a fourth-grade entry level cultivation, has excellent swordsmanship, and is the most outstanding genius swordsman among the younger generation of Qingyang Mansion.

The 21-year-old fourth-level entry-level student is certainly excellent compared to ordinary martial artists, and can be called a martial arts genius.

But if compared with those peerless geniuses, to be honest at this age, this level is very average.

When Mu Qingxue was twenty-one, it had been three years since she entered the third level.

Among the missing chivalrous girls, there is also one named Hu Jiao, who is already in the early stage of fourth grade at the age of eighteen.

But average cultivation level does not mean lack of talent.

It may also be due to a lack of accumulation, or limited conditions, the level of the master is average, there is a lack of opportunities, and there are not enough training resources.

In short, just looking at Gu Hongye's "superb" swordsmanship, Shen Lang felt that her talent may not have been fully explored yet.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard two sharp sounds of "chichi", followed by zombies, almost in no particular order, each of them groaned in pain, and at the same time they pulled away and jumped out of the battle group.

Shen Lang took a closer look and saw a blood hole on the zombie's shoulder, slowly oozing blood.

A foot-long gash was split across the chest in the wood, and blood oozed out, quickly soaking through the cracked chest.

Gu Hongye did not pursue him, but stood proudly, with the tip of his sword pointing to the ground. The bright sword body was spotless, with only a drop of blood condensing on the tip of the sword and slowly dripping down.

"Did you know we were coming?"

The zombie asked in a low voice while tapping his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

Gu Hongye glanced disdainfully at the zombies, Mu Mu, and Shen Lang standing side by side, and said proudly:

"certainly."

The wooden boy who was also applying acupoints to stop the bleeding shrank slightly:

"This is impossible!"

The corners of Gu Hongye's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an arrogant smile:

"Is this strange? I, Gu Hongye, have been learning swordsmanship for sixteen years since I was five years old. The heart of the sword has been polished to a clear and transparent heart, and I will be able to see any crisis. If you are still a mile away, I will

I already know that someone has bad intentions and is coming towards me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, I shouldn't have said this, because there is no way you, trash, can understand my realm."

"..."

The zombie's wooden eyes were full of speechlessness.

Shen Lang also shook his head secretly:

You are too young and too proud! You should take advantage of the victory and pursue it now.

In a life-and-death fight, how can you have time to pose and show off your abilities so arrogantly?

Doesn't this give the enemy a chance to breathe?

Of course, he also knew that many geniuses are very confident, even arrogant.

Not every genius can be as humble as Shen Lang. He will seize the opportunity to take away his enemies to express respect for his powerful enemies.

Even if you pose and talk nonsense, it's all to attract the enemy's attention so that you can make plans secretly.

"Fat man, have you rested enough?"

The zombie whispered:

"This girl is indeed a bit tricky. The three of us have to work together."

The corners of Shen Lang's eyes twitched slightly, and he said bravely:

"My chest still hurts a little...it seems like her sword energy has pierced my heart and hurt my heart..."

Well, the long sword in Gu Hongye's hand is not a fourth-grade sword and cannot carry true energy.

However, fourth-grade entry-level warriors do not have much infuriating energy to use.

The little infuriating energy is used as a weapon, reserved for critical moments.

In normal battles, most of the time we still use our internal strength.

The sword that Gu Hongye stabbed Shen Lang in the heart just now naturally used her internal energy to activate the sword energy.

Unfortunately, it was impossible to break through Shen Lang's defense. It was Shen Lang who lowered his defense proactively, which allowed her sword energy to pierce her skin.

The blood that flowed out later and soaked through his clothes was something Shen Lang took the initiative to squeeze out to show off when he pressed his hand on his chest.

At this time, the flesh wounds on his chest had already scabbed and healed under the powerful recovery power of the second-level vitality enhancement.

After a while, the scabs will fall off and not even a scar will be left.

But even though he was in great shape and in perfect condition, Shen Lang still had to shirk one thing or two.

He really didn't want to participate in the high-speed, dodgy battle just now.

That doesn't suit him. Whether it's Shen Lang, a strong man who doesn't flinch from the front, or Shen Sanlang, who is chubby and fat, they are not suitable for getting involved in that kind of sissy fight.

The zombie also seemed to know that "Fat Man" was not good at speed and fighting, and whispered:

"Mu Mu and I will keep that girl in check. You can give her a trump card when you see the opportunity."

Shen Lang wonders:

"But my breasts..."

The zombie frowned and said:

"When did you become such a mother-in-law?"

Mu Mu also snorted coldly:

"You fat man, stop talking nonsense. If you can't complete the task, we all have to go to the 'Blood Arena' and if you don't do it well, you will die!"

Over there, Gu Hongye seemed a little impatient with the waiting:

"What did I say to you three losers? Let's get started as soon as we've discussed it. Finish the fight and go back to bed early!"

"..."

Shen Lang glanced at Gu Hongye speechlessly, and said in his heart, I arrested you to break up the crime, and I will give you more compensation afterwards.

Now when he rubbed his hands together, his fat hands swelled up and became like two small millstones.

He has activated his true energy and activated the "Red Devil Hand".

The source of the true energy and the "Red Devil's Hand" is naturally Shen Sanlang, who is sleeping in the "Sheng Catching Net" in the Dianjingbi Space.

Shen Lang just temporarily "borrowed" Shen Sanlang's martial arts with the magical effect of the "life surrogate talisman".

"You don't need to contain me. I'll take the lead and you'll wait for the opportunity to attack!"

Shen Lang shouted, "Little girl, do you dare to take this slap from me?"

As he spoke, his body looked like a fat tiger pouncing on food, leaping out towards Gu Hongye.

At the same time, with the momentum of leaping forward, a pair of blood-red palms pushed out horizontally, and the palm force broke through the air, making a series of rolling thunder-like roars.

"Poisonous Qi? Evil ways!"

Gu Hongye snorted disdainfully, and pointed out the long sword like an antelope hanging its horns.

Her sword is just an ordinary steel sword, which can only carry internal force. It is impossible to head-on against the "Red Devil's Hand" that contains the poisonous Qi.

But her sword did not touch Shen Lang's palms.

The tip of her sword trembled slightly, drawing an arc in the air.

A strange traction force was born out of thin air, and it actually drove Shen Lang's palms towards the arc.

While deflecting Shen Lang's palms, Gu Hongye quickly sheathed her sword, leaned her upper body, stepped forward, and rushed forward. In an instant, she passed by the flying Shen Lang.
To be continued...