Shen Lang's cultivation level can be seen at a glance. How much trouble can a yellow-haired child in the early stage of human immortality create?
Since Wu Zang can control ten Drought Demon Celestial Corpses, he is definitely not something that a mere early human immortal monk can deal with. Upon hearing this, Shen Lang's face suddenly darkened, and he said expressionlessly: "Whether you believe it or not, senior, that one from before The black-robed monk named Wu Zang is indeed dead. Senior, you have also seen that the ten Drought Demon Heavenly Corpses have been abandoned by him.
If it wasn't for his life, he would definitely not have done this to abandon his car to protect his commander!"
"Boy, you are just talking nonsense, how are you going to prove that Uzang is dead?" Yang He asked with an evil look on his face.
Shen Lang felt a little annoyed and said patiently: "Wuzang jumped into the thunder pool before, and Miss Bai also witnessed it with her own eyes. Since he fell into the thunder pool, how could he survive?"
In his words, Shen Lang did not reveal the secret of the underground palace. He only hoped that the Soaring Cloud Formation in the "Nanling Altar" was his own secret and did not want to expose it to others.
If he encounters a strong enemy chasing him in the Meishan territory in the future, there is still a way to escape outside the Meishan territory.
Bai Weiwei also spoke for Shen Lang: "Master Yang He, what Fellow Daoist Shen said is true. The little girl did see Uzang desperate and jump into the thunder pond. You don't have to doubt him."
"Yes, Hall Master Yang, I don't think there is any need to embarrass a junior."
"Whether what this boy said is true or false, it is true that the other party saved my disciple of the Seven Saints Palace."
"Yes, as long as the Wu Zang matter is investigated clearly, the hall master does not need to be too tough."
Several elders felt that Yang He's reaction was a bit excessive, and they couldn't help but tried to persuade him.
Yang He is a bit narrow-minded and likes to hold on to one thing. This is exactly the same as his son Yang Wei.
Yang He was a little annoyed when the elders in the audience said this. Just when he was about to speak, Yuan Fei, who had been in a coma, suddenly woke up.
"hiss!"
Yuan Fei held his head, and there was a severe pain in his brain, which made him grin.
"Fei'er, how are you feeling?" Yang He stepped forward and asked.
"Uncle Yang He? What... happened?"
Yuan Fei looked at Yang He, and then at the team of nearly a thousand monks from the Seven Sacred Palace behind him, with a blank look in his eyes.
"Fei'er, you haven't heard from you for too long. In addition, several spies have been found in the sect in the past few days. Brother is worried that the situation has changed, so he asked me to send more people to support you!" Yang He said in a deep voice.
It is said to be support, but actually it is rescue.
Yuan Tianzong guessed that his unsatisfactory son had messed up the matter, so he simply sent Yang He and led some of the main monks of the sect to come to the Holy Spirit Mountains for rescue.
Yuan Fei's heart sank to the bottom when he learned that the entire army except Bai Weiwei had been wiped out by the people he brought.
This is really a trick! If my father knew that all the monks he brought out were wiped out, he would definitely be furious, and he would completely lose the chance to inherit the inheritance from his ancestors.
"Fei'er, tell your uncle what happened." Yang He frowned.
"this……"
Yuan Fei scratched his ears and cheeks, feeling humiliated in his heart, which was a bit difficult to express. Seeing that Yuan Fei couldn't come up with two words for a long time, Bai Weiwei snorted coldly and said: "Yuan Fei, let me help you recall. The Seven Sacred Palaces before The monk team was completely wiped out, and you were captured alive by Uzang and fell unconscious! It was this monk who saved you
You and I defeated Uzang."
After speaking, Bai Weiwei pointed to Shen Lang beside her.
Yuan Fei raised his head and glanced at Shen Lang, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Are you kidding? How powerful is Wu Zang, how can he, a young boy in the early stage of human immortality, be able to defeat him?"
Bai Weiwei frowned: "Why would I lie to you?"
She told Yuan Fei what happened again.
Yuan Fei was a little unbelievable. He always thought that Yang He saved his life, but he didn't expect that there was someone else.
Yuan Fei would never accept it if the credit for killing Uzang was placed on a trash monk in the early stage of human immortality whom he did not know at all!
Yuan Fei rolled his eyes and immediately had an idea in his mind.
It just so happens that Wu Zang is dead, so he can take all the credit, which can also eliminate his father's anger. "Bai Weiwei, I know that you usually dislike me, so why do you make up these lies to deceive Uncle Yang He! Wu Zang is clearly the one who
I fought hard to injure him to death. This guy just got a temporary advantage. Why exaggerate him?
His ability." Yuan Fei said angrily.
"You! Yuan Fei, can you please give me some face? If Shen Lang hadn't treated him in time, you would have died long ago! Now you actually dare to say that Uzang was injured and dying by you?"
Bai Weiwei's chest was rising and falling with anger, and her breathing was not smooth. She didn't expect Yuan Fei to be so shameless, even saying such words.
"You... how could you do this? My senior brother was kind enough to save your life, but fellow Taoist fellow Daoist didn't even say a word of thanks. Instead, he even made sarcastic remarks. This is really..."
Even Xia Shan'er, who had a gentle personality, couldn't stand it. She bit her thin lips lightly and showed a hint of indignation on her pretty face.
"Forget it Shan'er, there's no need to be like this hypocritical person, let's go!"
Shen Lang felt disgusted in his heart, took Xia Shan'er's little hand, and prepared to leave.
"Wait!"
Yuan Fei stepped forward and stopped Shen Lang, and said contemptuously: "Did I let you go? The Holy Spirit Mountain Range was closed by my order a long time ago. How did you two sneak in? What is your purpose? Give it to me
Tell the truth!"
Bai Weiwei shouted sweetly: "Yuan Fei, you ungrateful bastard, how could you treat your savior like this?" Yuan Fei couldn't afford to be embarrassed, and said angrily: "Bai Weiwei, you stupid woman must have been deceived.
How could that old guy commit suicide obediently? There must be something fishy in this! Someone, please capture this young man and woman quickly! Let’s find out the truth later
We will decide whether to let him go or not after the meeting."
"yes!"
The two high-level disciples of the Seven Saint Palace who were in the middle stage of human immortality were about to step forward to capture Shen Lang and Xia Shan'er alive.
"roll!"
Shen Lang's anger surged wildly, and a huge black thunder dragon suddenly rushed out from behind.
"Roar!"
The black thunder dragon let out an angry dragon roar, opened its teeth and claws, and frightened away the two Seventh Holy Palace disciples who were about to capture him and Xia Shan'er alive.
There was an uproar in the crowd, and Yang He and several elders of the Seven Sacred Palaces also looked a bit shocked. Being able to instantly unleash such a powerful thunder power, this kid is indeed quite capable.
Yuan Fei was furious: "How dare you disobey my young master?"
Shen Lang laughed ferociously and said: "What bullshit, young master? Shen kindly saved you, but instead of being grateful at all, you poured dirty water on my head. Saving you really blinded me!"
"Yellow-haired boy, you keep saying you saved me, but with your little cultivation, can you still compete with Uzang? Don't laugh your ass off, young master! You wouldn't touch porcelain like this."
Yuan Fei's face was full of disdain.
Shen Lang was furious: "Wuzang is just a monk at the peak of personal immortality. You can just find a monk at the same level to compete with me. He will never be my enemy in three moves!" "You are not ashamed to say it! No need for others to take action.
Let me, young master, pick you up and try three moves. I want to see what you are capable of, this piece of trash!" Yuan Fei's tone was serious and he shouted loudly.