Chen Zifeng's face was full of gloom, and he didn't bother to explain. He pointed at Shen Lang who had just walked in and snorted: "Keep an eye on that kid, don't let him escape!" After saying that, Chen Zifeng couldn't wait to get in.
When I went upstairs to take a shower, two horse boys also walked up holding Hua Die.
The three people in the hall turned to Shen Lang who walked in.
Without saying anything, Shen Lang sat on the sofa and crossed his legs.
"Boy, who are you? Where are you from?" The short-haired man glanced at Shen Lang and shouted angrily.
"You little guy has no right to talk to me.
"Shen Lang didn't even look at the muscular man with a short head.
"Why are you talking to me? You are looking for death!" The burly man with a short hair was furious. He was about to rush forward when he was stopped by the monk next to him.
"Amitabha, look at the donor's steady steps and extraordinary momentum, he must be a master!" The thin monk said with his hands clasped together.
"Fart! Baldy, you said he was a master, why didn't I see that?" shouted the burly man with a short head.
"Okay, don't make any noise!" Another man in smart clothes yelled.
Shen Lang glanced at the three people in the hall, locked his eyes on the monk, and frowned: "Are you a disciple of Wanlong Temple? Why do you want to be a lackey of the Black Dragon Society?" The monk's face changed slightly and he clasped his hands together.
He said: "The young monk was indeed born in Wanlong Temple, but he has already returned to secular life.
The young monk is not a lackey of the Black Dragon Society.
"For the sake of your background in Wanlong Temple, I can spare your life today. You can go!" Shen Lang waved his hand and said calmly.
Fajiang was also born in Wanlong Temple. A monk of Wanlong Temple has a "swastika" mark on his neck.
Fajiang also has it.
"Amitabha, Mr. Zifeng and Miss Huadie have saved the young monk's life. Please come and be safe.
"Then don't regret it later!" Shen Lang snorted coldly.
About ten minutes later, Chen Zifeng walked down from the second floor. He had just taken a shower and changed into a shirt.
Hua Die also woke up early, took a bath, and also changed her clothes.
Thinking of what just happened, Huadie felt sick and her anger had reached its limit.
Their expressions were extremely gloomy.
Glancing at Shen Lang, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall with his legs crossed, Huadie's delicate body was trembling with anger: "Shen Lang, I'm going to chop you up!" "Huadie, calm down first, this kid can't run away.
dropped.
"Chen Zifeng said softly.
Although Hua Die is usually ruthless, she surprisingly listens to Chen Zifeng's words.
She didn't act rashly.
Shen Lang held the jade box in his right hand, stood up from the sofa, and said with a grin: "Okay, Chen Zifeng, you asked me to come here just to let these mobs deal with me?" Chen Zifeng gritted his teeth and said: "Shen Lang, I, Chen Zifeng, admire me.
Your courage, but you really go too far.
I have always been very reasonable and resolved all grievances in the Jianghu way.
Let's do this, if you can defeat these masters one by one, I will obey you! Otherwise, you have to explain here today!" "Chen, do you really think I will be afraid of these rubbish? No need to say more nonsense, let these
Bring the garbage with you!" Shen Lang twisted his neck. At this level, it can't even be considered a warm-up exercise.
Seeing Shen Lang's fearless look, Chen Zifeng was also frightened and doubtful.
However, Shen Lang's performance last time was, at most, about the same level as Hua Die.
"Shen Lang, since you said so, don't blame me for being cruel.
"Chen Zifeng had a sinister look on his face, pointed at Shen Lang and said: "What are you still doing? Come on together!" "I'll stab you to death!" Huadie bit her silver teeth, turned her hands over, and showed two daggers, her whole body was like a string.
Like an arrow, it rushed towards Shen Lang.
The burly man with a short head was closest to Shen Lang, with a cruel smile on his lips, and he was the first to pounce.
The thin monk stepped forward quickly and rushed forward.
Another man in a well-dressed suit had a cold look in his eyes. He waved one hand and threw three nail heads.
There was a trace of sarcasm on Shen Lang's lips. Using a hidden weapon in front of him was like playing tricks on others.
"Whoosh!" Shen Lang didn't even look at it. He reached out his right hand like lightning and grabbed the nail head that was coming from the air.
The three nail heads were firmly clamped by Shen Lang's fingers. Shen Lang snorted and threw the nail heads out again.
"Pfft!" Three nail heads instantly penetrated the chest of the well-dressed man, and blood surged. There were three big holes in the chest, and the three nail heads were driven deeply into the wall behind him.
"You..." The man in the suit opened his eyes wide and pointed at Shen Lang. He let out one last scream and fell into a pool of blood.
The whole process took less than half a second, and Shen Lang killed one person instantly, overwhelming everyone.
At this moment, another strong man with a short head was close to Shen Lang, but he was horrified to find that his companion's body had been penetrated by three nail heads.
The burly man with a short head finally showed a look of fear on his face, and felt a little timid in his heart.
The corner of Shen Lang's mouth showed a arrogant arc, the jade box fell out of his hand, and a bloody long knife fell into his hand.
Touching the blade of the Blood Drinking Knife, Shen Lang's eyes showed a hint of sharpness: "It is indeed a good knife.
Seeing Shen Lang touching the knife absentmindedly, the strong man with a short head thought he had grasped the flaw, slapped it with his palm, and roared: "Die to me!" Shen Lang showed his blood-drinking knife, and Shen Lang felt a little hot in his heart.
, Master finally gave himself a good thing.
It's just a good time to try the sword with these guys, and let these guys understand the difference in strength.
"Blood kill!" Shen Lang circulated his true energy, shouted loudly, and waved the blood drinking knife twice in the air, activating the strongest move of the Seven Killing Knife style! The violent sword energy swept around Shen Lang's body, and the blood drinking knife in his hand
It was also surrounded by a storm.
Huadie and the monk were so shocked that they couldn't help but stop each other, feeling that Shen Lang's momentum had risen to an unmatched level.
"Drink!" Shen Lang shouted without any politeness and slashed at the strong man with a short head.
"Boom!" The huge sword energy roared, and the violent roar shook the heaven and the earth, covering all the surrounding sounds.
It was like a big earthquake.
The sword energy swallowed up the strong man with a short head, and instantly chopped his body into pieces! The violent sword energy ran rampant, making the entire ground cratered, and the front desk of the nightclub was directly destroyed by the sword energy, making a sound of lust.
Deaf roar.
After the blow, a layer of fly ash and blood mist filled the surroundings, and all you could see was a large pool of blood on the ground. The strong man with an inch head was already a mess of flesh and blood, and even his bones were chopped into pieces! Seeing this heaven-defying scene, Hua
Die's eyes widened and his body started to tremble! What kind of martial arts was this? It was so terrifying! A group of horses around him were so scared that they were out of their wits.
Chen Zifeng's scalp was even more numb. He never dreamed that Shen Lang would be so tyrannical. Is this really the power that a human can have? The monk was not timid. He turned his right hand and slapped Shen Lang with a big yin and yang hand.