Leng Tianshuang was stunned for a moment when he saw Shen Lang coming out, but after hearing Shen Lang's last words, his face instantly darkened, and he became angry and said: "You dare to scold me?"
"I, Shen Lang, am a disciple of Yun Henzi. How can I allow you to belittle my master? Master Leng, as a powerful disciple, is so uneducated. Why don't you scold me?"
Shen Lang laughed loudly and said with a sinister expression.
This harsh laughter made all the monks at the foot of the mountain take a breath of cold air. This man was too courageous. He dared to provoke an arrogant person like Leng Tianshuang.
Yuyao's pretty face under the mask was also slightly moved. Of course, she was not moved by Shen Lang's sharp words, but was surprised that Shen Lang's cultivation had reached the late stage of becoming a god.
His father once said that the disciples that Senior Yunhenzi took were in the middle stage of becoming gods. Now Shen Lang was in the late stages of becoming gods, and he would probably improve within the past thirty years.
Yuyao Bingxue was smart, and her father, the jade-faced boy, rarely mentioned things about his juniors, but deliberately mentioned Shen Lang to himself, which meant that his father admired this senior disciple of Yun Henzi very much.
"You...you are looking for death!" Leng Tianshuang was furious and was so angry that she could not speak. This was the first time someone dared to point his nose and scold him.
As a Mahayana monk, he has a high status. Even if he looks at Nanyuan, everyone respects him. No one among his peers dare not give him face except Xie Ying.
Who is this kid? He dares to insult himself in public?
Leng Tianshuang was trembling with anger and couldn't help but want to use his magic weapon to kill Shen Lang, but Long Quan blocked him.
"Young Master Leng, don't go crazy. He is the disciple of Senior Yunhenzi. It's not a joke to cause any trouble!" Long Quan hurriedly sent out a message.
Leng Tianshuang suppressed her anger, gritted her teeth, stared at Shen Lang, and said angrily: "Hmph, fellow Taoist, seeing that you are Senior Yunhenzi's disciple, I, Leng, will forgive your arrogance! Next time
, remember to be polite!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Tianshuang's eyes flashed with murderous intent and a strong warning.
According to Shen Lang's temperament, since he had just spoken out, there was no reason to be subdued. He said tit for tat: "What does it mean to be arrogant? As we all know, my master Yun Henzi is the second most powerful person in the land of Nanyuan. You
Leng Tianshuang actually said that my master is not as good as other powerful men? Compared with me, Mr. Leng is the one who speaks so brazenly!"
Seeing that Shen Lang still dared to contradict him, Leng Tianshuang's suppressed anger surged up again, his face turned livid, and he shouted angrily: "So what? The children of Nanyuan's predecessors in the Mahayana period are all at the peak of god transformation, you are nothing more than
What right does a late-stage god-transformation monk have to question my words? You are just a weakling, so don’t put gold in your face! If you want to have an equal voice with me, wait until you reach the peak of god-transformation."
Listening to Leng Tianshuang's sarcastic voice, Shen Lang became angry and laughed angrily: "Hahaha, Mr. Leng is so arrogant. I don't know how much your level is? Since you question me,
Master’s strength, but we can each represent our own master and have a duel, what do you think?”
"Duel? Hahaha!"
When Leng Tianshuang heard this, he smiled disdainfully: "With your rubbish cultivation level, are you worthy of a duel with me? I, Leng, don't want to bully others. If fellow Taoist insists on doing this, Leng doesn't mind letting you.
Taste my power!"
Long Quan on the side also sneered, thinking that Yun Henzi had accepted some nb disciple, but he turned out to be an idiot. This kid is only in the late stage of becoming a god, but he still dares to challenge Leng Tianshuang?
Although Long Quan was dissatisfied with Leng Tianshuang's unruly character, he had to admit that Leng Tianshuang was powerful and had unfathomable magical powers.
"Okay, Shen would like to learn from Mr. Leng's clever tricks." Shen Lang said expressionlessly. Yuyao, who was silent at the side, suddenly sent a message to Shen Lang: "Young lady, please interrupt me, Mr. Shen. Angry. Leng Tianshuang is very powerful and the tomb of the Goddess is about to be opened. Master, please don’t let your emotions ruin more important things."
"Thank you very much for your concern, Miss Yuyao. This is not out of emotion, it is just to help my master, Yun Henzi." Shen Lang responded in a message.
After Yu Yao heard this, she knew that she could not dissuade him. Shen Lang was right. If it were him, he would probably do the same thing.
Shen Lang took the lead and flew to an altitude of 10,000 meters, showing his attitude towards a duel.
"Everyone has seen that it was not me, Leng, who initiated the dispute today. It was Senior Yun Henzi, a 'master', who proposed a duel with Leng. I also hope that all the comrades present will bear witness here to avoid misinformation from the bad guys. , saying that I, Leng Tianshuang, intentionally bullied Senior Yun Henzi’s disciple."
Leng Tianshuang shouted to everyone, shirking all his responsibilities in just a few words. Now he could feel at ease and teach Shen Lang the principles of life!
After expressing his stance, Leng Tianshuang flew to an altitude of 10,000 meters and looked at each other with Shen Lang, tense.
A large number of monks under the Goddess Peak witnessed all this. They did not expect that there would be such a good show to watch before the opening of the Goddess Tomb. The monks immediately became energetic and seemed to be looking forward to it.
Only Xie Ying still closed his eyes and meditated, not paying any attention to this farce.
Leng Tianshuang is the son of Taoist Beileng, who is ranked fifth in the Mahayana period in Nanyuan. All the monks know that he has amazing magical powers. Although Shen Lang is a disciple of Yun Henzi, his background is unknown.
Anyone with a discerning eye feels that Shen Lang is unlikely to be Leng Tianshuang's opponent and is just watching a show.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, your cultivation level is one level weaker than mine. I'll let you take one move first, lest other monks say I'm bullying you." Leng Tianshuang showed a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Really? Then Shen needs to take a closer look at how you are going to take my move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, light erupted from Shen Lang's eyes, he pinched the Pure Yang Sword Jue with two fingers, and countless white lightsabers flew out from above his head, rushing out like a waterfall!
"Remnant Light Sword Formation!" With a loud shout, a large number of white lightsabers turned into countless violent white sword lights, rushing around Shen Lang like huge waves, and half of the sky was rendered with dazzling white light. Pure white!
An overwhelming and awe-inspiring aura swept across the entire foot of Goddess Peak.
"hiss!"
The monks at the foot of the mountain couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. They couldn't believe what kind of magical power could exert such terrifying power.
Even Xie Ying, who had been closing his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and looked into the sky with his dark eyes.
Shen Lang didn't plan to use a killing move from the beginning, and decided to test Leng Tianshuang's strength first.
"Sword light transforms into shape!"
Shen Lang displayed the sword light form of the residual light sword array.
Countless white sword lights in the sword formation quickly merged to form white flying phoenixes hundreds of meters long, and there were more than two hundred of them.
"Chirp!!!"
Two hundred white flying phoenixes raised their heads and screamed, flying straight towards Leng Tianshuang. Each flying phoenix's body was splashed with terrifying white sword light, containing a scalp-numbing destructive power!