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Chapter 15 Death Arena

Walking at a brisk pace and humming a folk tune he had heard while wandering, Shen Lang stepped through the dense forest and found Juxian Villa in front of him. This time, he had no danger in the Fairy and Demonic Forest and returned home with a full load. He was in a natural mood at this time.

excellent.

However, after entering Juxian Villa, Shen Lang did not go directly to Wuweiju. Instead, he went to the Wanbao Pavilion of the Jian Shopkeeper.

At least he swallowed a Cold Fragrance Pill from Old Jian back then. He owed someone a favor and had to pay it back? Although Shen Lang cherished his life very much and was even a little shameless in order to save his life, he was by no means a wolf-hearted person.

When he first came to Juxian Villa, he was penniless and could not pay back the money for the pill. But now he came back with a full load, including dozens of Longyang Grass plants, plus the magic crystals obtained from hunting monsters.

Hey, the money to repay a first-grade elixir is almost enough.

"Old Man Jian!" Shen Lang rushed in carelessly, but to his surprise, he did not see the shopkeeper Jian, but instead saw an unspectacular young man.

"Sword Shopkeeper went to Uncle Xia's place for a drink and is not here today. If you need anything, monk, just ask me." The young man smiled politely.

The young man smiled politely, but Shen Lang was slightly shocked in his heart, because he had already seen that the aura of the man in front of him was calm and strong. I am afraid that he was not inferior to his original self, but he was a true spiritual monk!

A True Spirit Realm monk works in a shop? When did a True Spirit Realm monk become so worthless? Is the sword shopkeeper awesome? Or is this young man out of his mind? Or...

"May I ask your surname? What is your relationship with the sword shopkeeper?" Shen Lang thought for a while and finally asked the question that concerned him most.

"My surname is Chen, my name is Kai. I am a disciple of Chang Qingfeng of Qingyun Sect. As for my relationship with the sword shopkeeper..." Chen Kai smiled and said, "Haha, I don't know why you ask these questions."

"It's nothing, ah! I suddenly thought that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Shen Lang left suddenly.

Seeing Shen Lang running away from the dust, Chen Kai's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines, and he thought to himself: "What kind of situation is this? Why did he run away suddenly? Am I really not suitable for business at all?

"

But how could he guess Shen Lang's thoughts?

"This guy's surname is Chen. He is obviously not the son or relative of Shopkeeper Jian. Shopkeeper Jian is not here, so I can't give him the spiritual grass that I got with great difficulty. If he keeps it for himself, wouldn't I be wronged?"

Thinking like this, Shen Lang gave up the idea of ​​paying back the money immediately and headed straight for Wuweiju.

"Xiao Anzi, this time we are prosperous..." Shen Lang's excited voice suddenly stopped as he opened the door.

The room was in a mess, but there were obvious signs of a fight, but Liu An was not in the room.

"What's going on? Is it possible that someone is looking for trouble again? But even so, they don't have to take Liu An away, right?" Shen Lang frowned tightly, feeling anxious.

At this time, Shen Lang's return to Wuweiju had been seen by many people, and sneers and ridicules were immediately heard.

"Isn't this Shen Lang, that loser? I didn't expect him to dare to show up." The young man in purple sneered.

"I heard that he was taken care of by Liu An on the first day he came to Wuweiju. Although Shen Lang is not very talented, his appearance at this time can be regarded as affectionate and righteous, right?" The other person disagreed, but felt a little towards Shen Lang.

admire.

"Love and justice? Why didn't Shen Lang show up when Liu An was arrested?" The young man in purple continued to sneer: "Some people actually said before that Shen Lang might have gone to the Immortal Demon Forest. But he only has the cultivation level of the first level of Qi Refining.

Why, do you dare to go to the Forest of Immortals and Demons? With his kind, I can fight three of them. Now someone actually says that he is affectionate and righteous. It is really ridiculous. Shen Lang is clearly as timid as a mouse and he hid before."

After hearing this, people gradually fell silent. Even the few who were optimistic about Shen Lang did not dare to say anything more.

But the smile of the young man in purple became more and more brilliant and proud. He was not satisfied in Juxian Villa, but if others were even more dissatisfied, then he would naturally feel more satisfied.

However, just as the young man in purple was laughing proudly, someone suddenly grabbed his throat roughly, and his original proud smile turned into an unpleasant cry like a male duck.

The person who took action was none other than Shen Lang.

The previous thoughts and actions of the young man in purple were undoubtedly ridiculous and childish to the extreme. Normally, Shen Lang would not bother to argue with such a mob, but now it was different. Because Shen Lang heard some useful information from the young man in purple.

"You, you..." The face of the young man in purple was red, and the true energy of the fourth level of Qi refining in his body surged wildly. His hands even grabbed at Shen Lang indiscriminately, trying to open Shen Lang's hand.

But his little strength was nothing compared to Shen Lang, and it was difficult to hurt Shen Lang in the slightest, which made him frightened and angry.

"If you dare to move again, I will kill you." Shen Lang said coldly, strangled the right hand of the young man in purple, and increased his strength.

"Okay... I have something to say." The young man in purple said with difficulty, with a hint of pleading in his red eyes.

"Did you just say that Liu An was arrested? Who arrested him?" Shen Lang asked coldly.

"From Lingxiao Pavilion..." The purple-clothed young man's complexion turned purple and his throat was strangled. At this time, he was already out of breath and it became very difficult to speak.

"Could it be Dewey from Lingxiao Pavilion again?" Shen Lang already had a guess in his mind. He relaxed his grip a little and then asked, "Do you know where he was caught?"

"Death Arena." The young man in purple answered truthfully. But when he felt that Shen Lang had stopped, his eyes suddenly flickered again.

"Death Arena?" Shen Lang's expression changed, and he had unknowingly released the young man in purple. Of course he had heard of the Death Arena. Although the monks living in Juxian Villa were all people who wanted to join the Qingyun Sect,

They may become senior brothers in the future! However, even among the same sects, there may be irreconcilable conflicts.

Therefore, there is a place like the Death Arena, which is specially used to resolve the conflicts and disputes among internal disciples. As long as you go to the Death Arena, it doesn't matter whether you are alive or dead. No one cares whether you are crippled or killed.

of.

"These bastards from Lingxiao Pavilion!" Shen Lang was furious. He knew very well that although Liu An was honest, he was also a fool and would never voluntarily go to the death arena. It was obvious that Liu An was forced to do so!

But at this moment, the young man in purple, who had just regained his freedom, punched Shen Lang. The surge of energy ruffled his black hair, which made him look like he was getting angry and said, "Not just now! Boy!"

, how dare you sneak attack me..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Lang ignored the surging energy on the young man in purple and slapped him with his backhand, sending the young man in purple flying into the air, spinning 720 degrees in the air and falling to the ground.

This fall immediately stunned the young man in purple. The people around him were already stunned. Not long ago, Shen Lang easily defeated Dewey, who was in the third level of Qi refining. They had all heard about it. Just now, Shen Lang defeated him with one move

The young man in purple can understand, after all, it was a sneak attack!

But how to explain this scene now? A monk at the fourth level of Qi Refining is actually so insignificant in front of Shen Lang?

But how did they know that not long ago, Shen Lang killed Li Qingshu who was at the seventh level of Qi Refining! What's more, he was at the fourth level of Qi Refining?

Shen Lang ignored the shock of everyone. After sending the young man in purple flying with a slap, he immediately rushed towards the Death Fight Square...

People looked at Shen Lang's leaving figure and it took a long time before they came back to their senses.

"I'm afraid there will be a lot of excitement now! Shen Lang's strength seems to be far stronger than we expected!"

The young man in purple clothes managed to get up from the ground, but he snorted and said: "What's so great is that he can only bully the monks at the third and fourth levels of Qi refining."

"No big deal? Then why don't you try bullying someone? Just now I thought I heard someone say that he can beat three people like Shen Lang." Someone sneered.

"You!" Thinking of the previous encounter, the young man in purple suddenly blushed, but he did not argue, but sneered: "There are many masters from Lingxiao Pavilion on the other side of the Death Arena. If Shen Lang dares to go to the Death Arena, he will never come back!"


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