"Let me ask you for the last time, who are you?" Feng Luan's beautiful face showed a trace of impatience, and her right hand was already pressed on the soft sword at her waist.
Shen Lang shrugged and said, "There's no need to ask any more questions. These guys are obviously from the island. Just let them lead the way."
Yin Zhiping glanced at Shen Lang, with a hint of lunar calendar on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me in this tone?"
"It's none of my business who you are? Didn't you hear my woman asking you a question just now?" Shen Lang's face became gloomy when he saw the other party looking at Hongyue with evil intentions.
Yin Zhiping showed a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth and said: "Boy, let me tell you, this Misty Island is the territory of our Tianji Sect, how can we allow you to be so presumptuous! The two stunning beauties around you should be left to me obediently!"
After saying that, Yin Zhiping couldn't wait any longer. He turned around and ordered the two martial arts cultivators beside him: "Kill this man and take those two beauties away. Remember not to hurt them."
Two middle-aged men in green robes walked forward and when they saw Feng Luan and Hong Yue, there was a bit of surprise in their eyes. The women in the Misty Island were all crooked-looking, and they had never seen such beautiful beauties.
However, they are not blessed to enjoy the woman the young master likes.
In order to show his sincerity to Yin Zhiping, a middle-aged man walked up to Shen Lang with a flash of cruelty in his eyes, and slapped Shen Lang on the chest with his palm.
How dare you be so presumptuous in front of yourself even in the later stages of your life?
Seeing that the other party wanted to kill him, Shen Lang was very unhappy and showed no mercy, so he took advantage of the situation and used the Snowflake Divine Palm.
"boom!"
Shen Lang's lightning-fast palm hit the green-robed man's chest hard, making a heavy muffled sound.
The man in green robe screamed, spurted out blood, flew far away, and fell to the ground dead.
Yin Zhiping was shocked. He thought Shen Lang was an ordinary person, but he never expected that Shen Lang could easily kill the late-stage green-robed man with one strike.
The other man in green robe was so frightened that he hid aside and did not dare to act rashly.
Yin Zhiping was also a little scared. Being able to kill someone in the early stage with one palm showed that the kid in front of him was at least an early stage master.
Seeing Shen Lang and Feng Luan walking together, and the tone of their conversation was tit for tat, Yin Zhiping immediately realized that Feng Luan was probably also a master of questioning.
Yin Zhiping panicked and immediately stopped the frivolity on his face. He cupped his fists at Shen Lang, Fengluan and Hongyue and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood just now. I've offended you so much. Please don't take offense."
Seeing that Shen Lang and the other three people had no intention of greeting him in return, Yin Zhiping felt a little unhappy.
In order not to lose face, Yin Zhiping shouted with a bit of dissatisfaction: "What is the purpose of the three of you breaking into my misty island? Can you explain something?"
Shen Lang heard what Yin Zhiping said about the Heavenly Mystery Sect before, and was a little curious. He said with a gloomy face: "Where is the Heavenly Mystery Sect you mentioned before? You'd better tell me the truth, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Yin Zhiping's expression changed. He was born on the Misty Island, and as the young disciple of the Tianji Sect, he was pampered. Except for being careful when speaking in front of a few seniors, he has always been self-centered and can do whatever he wants.
Just feeling the cold eyes of Shen Lang and Feng Luan, Yin Zhiping felt that he might be in danger if he didn't lower his head, but he was not convinced and said with a cold face: "My friend, we are all martial arts cultivators, so we still have something to say.
It’s easy to say.”
Shen Lang was too lazy to say anything nice and shouted directly: "Don't talk so much nonsense, where is the Tianjimen? Are there many martial arts cultivators in the Misty Island?"
"Our Tianji Sect is a large martial arts sect, and Misty Island is our Tianji Sect's territory. Naturally, there are only martial arts cultivators from our Tianji Sect here." Yin Zhiping said immediately.
"Martial arts sect?" A strange look appeared on Feng Luan's face.
Seeing the surprised expressions on Shen Lang and Feng Luan's faces, Yin Zhiping immediately showed a bit of arrogance on his face, and he said seriously: "Yes, I am the son of the master of the Tianji Sect, Yin Zhiping."
Shen Lang frowned slightly: "I don't care whose son you are, didn't you just say you wanted to kill me?"
Yin Zhiping was shocked. He heard that the martial arts cultivators in the Kunlun Mountain barrier would kill people if they disagreed with each other. He hurriedly said: "We have many disciples of the Tianji Sect, and there are as many masters as there are, and there are seven or eight masters of transformation!"
"Go ahead and lie to ghosts." Feng Luan's pretty face showed disdain.
There are seven or eight masters of transformation, and even Feng Luan wouldn't believe it. If the Tianji Sect is really that powerful, why should they huddle on such an island where birds don't shit?
Moreover, Yin Zhiping was awesome when he appeared on the stage. This guy is still in his early stages of development, but he has such a strong sense of superiority, and it seems that his sense of superiority is not fake.
Shen Lang thought that Wang Tian's ancient visit to the misty island might be related to Tianjimen.
Feng Luan's thoughts were similar to Shen Lang's. She also felt that the poisonous hand medicine king's visit to Misty Island might be related to Tianjimen.
"How did you find us?" Shen Lang suddenly asked.
Yin Zhiping was stunned for a moment: "I didn't look for you."
"Then why come here?" Shen Lang asked again.
Seeing Shen Lang's gloomy aura, Yin Zhiping had no choice but to say: "Then what...the poisonous insect raised by our sect leader went out foraging for food last night but did not return, so he sent us to find it."
"No need to look for it, it must be the big centipede. We have already killed it!" Shen Lang said with a sneer.
"What did you say!" Yin Zhiping was shocked.
The red crystal centipede was a precious insect that his father had raised for decades. It had amazing fighting power. How could it be killed just because it was said to be killed?
Seeing Yin Zhiping's unbelieving look, Hongyue pointed to the jungle behind and sneered: "The corpse of that big bug is over there. If you don't believe me, you can go and take a look."
Yin Zhiping's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he followed the man in green robes to the jungle behind. Sure enough, he saw the body of a red crystal centipede. A group of poisonous insects were eating the carcass of the red crystal centipede, and the stench hit his face.
Yin Zhiping and the man in green robe couldn't help but gasped, the red crystal centipede was actually dead!
This poisonous insect is so ferocious that even a master in the middle stage of the Questioning Realm may not be the opponent of this centipede. Could it be that... Yin Zhiping swallowed and looked at Shen Lang and Feng Luan with frightened eyes.
If Centipede dies, his father will definitely be furious, but that's not the point. Yin Zhiping is thinking about how to escape intact.
What a damn unlucky person! Yin Zhiping cursed secretly, wondering why he ran into these dangerous guys.
Feng Luan said coldly to Yin Zhiping: "You, take me to the Tianji Gate."