Seeing that the black-faced old man was killed as soon as he met him, the pock-marked old man was so frightened that he lost his mind.
Muxue also widened her eyes, her pretty face full of shock. In the current battlefield, even the most powerful Xuanyuan Hong couldn't kill the early Yuan Ying monks so easily, right?
The black-faced old man Nascent Soul flew out and fled out in fear.
The old man Mazi was about to escape, when a young man in a white robe suddenly appeared in front of him, summoned eighty-one sword lights, and struck directly at the old man Mazi.
"not good!"
The pock-marked old man took a breath of cold air, and immediately took out the damaged Yuan Yuan Pa, protecting it in front of himself, trying to resist the attacks of these strange sword lights.
Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
"boom!"
Sleepy Yuan Pa didn't even hold on for half a second before it was crushed into powder by a large amount of sword light.
Immediately afterwards, eighty-one rays of sword light strangled the old man Mazi.
"ah!!!"
The pock-marked old man had no ability to resist, so he was strangled to pieces by the light of the sword.
After the young man in white killed two people instantly, he looked back at Muxue.
"It's you!" Muxue trembled, shocked and angry.
Didn't Shen Lang disappear six years ago? Why did he suddenly appear, and his cultivation level has broken through the middle stage of Nascent Soul!
Mu Xue could never forget some of the things this man did to her, and she always felt ashamed and annoyed when she recalled them.
Shen Lang saved the life of Feng Yue Lao Mo. Muxue's resentment towards him was not that strong, but she just couldn't forget it.
"Miss Muxue, Shen rescued you once today, and you and I owe nothing to each other." Shen Lang said lightly.
"Asshole, you saving me and molesting me are two different things. This girl will never admit it!" Mu Xuejiao shouted, her pretty face flushed, and she suddenly became excited.
Shen Lang was a little speechless, this woman was too arrogant. He did do some very excessive things to Muxue, but Shen Lang thought he had made up for it.
Maybe for Muxue, there are some things that Shen Lang can never make up for.
"Let's talk about it later. Shen will clear out these Donglin people first."
After saying that, Shen Lang rushed into the battle group and flew towards Jiang Hai first.
Jiang Haizheng used his magic weapon to fight with an old man from Donglin who had a scar on his face. The battle was fierce.
Although Jiang Hai's magical powers were not weaker than his opponent's, he was already over nine hundred and thirty years old, and his physical body and spiritual power were not as strong as his opponent's, making the battle one-sided.
Seeing that this senior brother's situation was not good, Shen Lang rushed over quickly, stretched out his right palm, and an ice crystal hill rotated at high speed in his palm.
"Bingpo Mountain, go!"
Shen Lang shouted low, threw the ice soul mountain in his hand towards the Donglin Nascent Soul early stage monk with a scar on his face, and fired a stream of spiritual power.
"Buzz!"
Bingpo Mountain suddenly expanded and turned into a thousand-meter-high ice crystal giant, radiating cold light.
"Bing Bing Po Mountain!"
Seeing the giant ice crystal mountain approaching, the old man with the scar was so frightened that his scalp was numb. The Nascent Soul Stage monks from Donglin naturally knew the Bingpo Mountain, one of Donglin's three greatest treasures.
The scarred old man had no time to think about why Bingpo Mountain was in the hands of the Yunjian people. In panic, he sacrificed his magic weapon in an attempt to resist the collision of Bingpo Mountain.
However, this was of no use, and the huge ice mountain was not shaken at all.
Immediately afterwards, the old man Scar felt the terrifying power of Ice Soul Mountain at close range, and his body directly shattered into ice slag.
Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his fists and smiled at Jiang Hai who was not far away: "Senior Brother Jiang, long time no see."