A smile appeared on Shen Lang's lips. Looking at the girls who were still very young, he suddenly felt that he was seeing great heroes.
The reason why heroes are called heroes is not just because they are strong enough or they can always help others. It is because they still dare to make positive choices even if they have seen bleak results.
The girls did not give up, this was their choice. In fact, from the moment they chose hope, it was equivalent to saving the lives of ten people. This was their self-choice, and it was also their own salvation.
"Choose hope! Choose hope!" Little Fox, who looked only seven or eight years old but didn't seem to know what fear was, jumped happily. It seemed that even she was very satisfied with this decision.
The red-white flames were slowly dissipating, and more and more Demon Sect monks forced themselves across the wall of fire and rushed towards this side.
"The weaker ones stay in the center, and the stronger ones stay outside to defend against the enemy, but don't show off, and immediately replace the people inside after being injured." Shen Lang quickly made arrangements, and the team of more than ten people quickly gathered inward.
Only three people were left on the outermost periphery, like an inverted triangle, protecting the dozen or so people in the central area.
Among the three, Shen Lang and Xia Qianjie were naturally the leaders, while Li Chengying, the older girl, blocked the other side.
"Brother, I want to be outside too." Hu Xiaomei flashed her big eyes, looking eager to try.
"Don't make trouble! You're only a little older, stay inside." As he was speaking, four or five long swords were stabbed at him. Most of these Demon Sect disciples were only at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining. Shen Lang even hit the soul stick.
I was too lazy to use it, so I blasted him with the Dragon Elephant Jingshen Fist, killing him even with injuries, and fell a large area. I also wanted to help Li Chengying deal with more enemies.
"But I..." Hu Xiaomei was a little reluctant, but looking at Shen Lang's fierce eyes, she didn't dare to say more. She just pouted her little mouth and muttered: "I, Hu Xiaomei, am not a vegetarian!
And he is no longer a child."
The demon sect disciples came like a surging wave. The enemy's attacks were too intensive. Shen Lang was basically too lazy to dodge. He just moved sideways slightly to try to avoid the vital points on his body. Because no matter where he hid, there must be something there.
The sword, and more importantly, once he hides a little further away, the little girl who is only seven or eight years old and the weak girls behind him will encounter him.
In just four or five breaths, Shen Lang's body was already covered with bloody wounds. Fortunately, the self-healing ability of the Proud Demonic Body was really abnormal, and most of the Demon Sect disciples were not too strong, so as long as they were not hit,
Critical and shallow wounds can be healed in the blink of an eye.
But Xia Xiaoniu is much tougher than Shen Lang at this moment. Her cultivation level at the fifth level of true spirit is already higher than Shen Lang's, and her puppet body's defense ability is also extremely abnormal. More importantly, her puppet body's defense ability is also extremely abnormal.
Its essence is liquid metal. To a certain extent, its self-healing ability is even more abnormal than Shen Lang's proud demon body.
Not to mention that it was difficult for the Demon Sect disciples in the Qi Refining Realm to hurt her. Even if one or two Demon Sect disciples with slightly stronger attacks managed to hurt her, Xia Xiaoniu's fair skin squirmed like water.
In the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state without leaving even a trace.
But Li Chengying's side was going to be much more miserable. Although Shen Lang and Xia Qianjie not only repelled the Demon Sect disciples on their side, they also tried their best to take care of Li Chengying's side.
But within these four or five breaths, Li Chengying still had two deep sword wounds on her left arm and right leg, and the flowing blood had already dyed the hem of her skirt red. The most important thing is
It was still the scar on her face. If she had been slower to avoid it before, she might have been dead by now.
After all, she only has the cultivation level of the fourth level of Qi refining, and even the weakest disciple of the Demon Sect has the fifth level of Qi refining. As a freshman of the National Education Academy with little actual combat experience, it is actually very difficult for her to barely resist a few attacks.
It's even something to be proud of and brag about.
But there is no pride in Li Chengying's heart, because she knows very well that since they drew their swords and decided to fight, they are no longer protected flowers in the greenhouse. In fact, there is no need for others, and there is no reason to protect them all the time.
, some ups and downs in growing up should be faced by oneself.
"Don't be brave, change!" Shen Lang looked at the scars on Li Chengying's Qing Pheasant face. He didn't have time to feel too much compassion or intolerance, so he just gave the order in a stiff voice.
"I'm coming!" Lu Chenjia was the first to stand up.
In terms of age, she is not the oldest among the thirteen girls. In terms of strength, she is only at the third level of Qi Refining, and she is by no means the strongest among the thirteen girls. But she is the most active and brave. Perhaps it is because she chooses hope.
, the decision to live together or die together was the first choice she made. So at this moment, she acted more actively.
Shen Lang didn't say anything more. Who among the thirteen girls should be fucked first, or who should be fucked first, was not within his consideration, and he had no time to think about it.
The other girls lowered their heads and began to bandage the wounds of Li Chengying who retreated. Lu Chenjia was already at the forefront holding a sword...
But at the moment when the girls had just completed their first replacement, four extremely powerful figures suddenly rushed towards Lu Chenjia at the same time, like evil tigers pouncing on prey.
True Spirit Realm! Among the Demon Sect disciples of the seventh detachment, there were originally ten True Spirit Realm monks. Shen Lang had only killed four of them before. Naturally, there were six more who had been hiding among the ordinary Demon Sect disciples. At this time, there were actually
The four of them rushed towards Lu Chenjia at the same time, naturally wanting to tear apart the weakest point of defense in one fell swoop and completely defeat Shen Lang's formation.
Shen Lang was shocked. He didn't care about the swords coming from the ordinary Demon Sect disciples. He struck the first True Spirit Realm person with his soul-beating stick without hesitation, and at the same time, he punched out with all his strength with his right fist!
Dragon Elephant Spiritual Fist!
In an instant, one of the two True Spirit Realm monks was seriously injured and the other fell into a coma.
Xia Qianjie also took action at the same time. Although as a puppet, she could not use secret skills and her attacks were not as sharp as Shen Lang. But after all, she was at the fifth level of true spirit. After a lot of troubles, she also
Successfully stopped the other two True Spirit Realm monks.
However, just when Shen Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a disciple of the One-eyed Demon Sect who was very close at hand and almost in front of Lu Chenjia suddenly erupted with true energy fluctuations that were far superior to the others!
Another True Spirit Realm! He has been hiding among the ordinary Demon Sect disciples, hiding his aura. In addition, there are too many Demon Sect disciples in front of him, so no one noticed him at all!
"Die!" The one-eyed monk raised his knife, his expression extremely ferocious.
A trace of panic flashed across Lu Chenjia's expression, but she still clenched the sword in her hand. Even if she was going to die, she would rather die in battle.
But how can a weak girl at the third level of Qi refining resist the attack of a monk at the second level of true spirit? It can be expected that the next scene will be a scene where the sword breaks and the body dies, and the fragrance disappears...