"What are you doing? Help!" After another two punches and two sticks, Shen Lang still had no intention of letting go, but Zhao Tianling began to become timid. Shen Lang took all four of his blows and he didn't die, but he didn't have the confidence to do so.
The fifth stick against Shen Lang!
"Yes...Help...Help!" Several eighth-level Qi Refining monks trembled and kept responding, but for a moment they did not dare to step forward!
True Spirit Realm! Zhao Tianling is in the True Spirit Realm! One person can beat a dozen of them! But in front of Shen Lang, even Zhao Tianling can't hold it back! What's funny is that they actually tried to take Shen Lang's treasure before!
Finally, a few bold monks reluctantly took a few steps forward. But at this time, Shen Lang's sixth stick had already fallen. Zhao Tianling's body was limp, but he couldn't even stand firmly and collapsed directly on the ground.
"Help...save me..." Zhao Tianling's weak voice was broken, and he used his last strength to crawl towards the monks of Lingxiao Pavilion.
But such a scene directly frightened the bolder monks to retreat! Zhao Tianling, a True Spirit Realm monk! One of the only five True Spirit Realm monks in Juxian Villa! He is the leader of Lingxiao Pavilion and the leader of the entire Lingxiao Pavilion.
The spiritual pillar of Lingxiao Pavilion!
Now that Zhao Tianling has been defeated, how much more confidence can they, those in the Qi Refining Realm, have?
Shen Lang ignored the others and still held the stick in his right hand. When he reached out with his left hand, he held the simple knife in his hand again. He staggered towards Zhao Tianling who was climbing on the ground.
"Spare me..." Zhao Tianling looked up at the silent Shen Lang with a bitter look on his face. Even though he was filled with reluctance, he still couldn't help but beg for mercy.
"You shouldn't be so naive." Shen Lang said solemnly: "If you offend someone, you have to pay the price. This is fair."
Zhao Tianling's expression changed, and the sad smile on his face became stronger than before. If you offend someone, you have to pay the price. Isn't this what he said before?
At that time, Shen Lang had no intention of causing trouble and just wanted to take Liu An away. At that time, Zhao Tianling was condescending and said this sentence! Unexpectedly, in just half an hour, Shen Lang was actually dead.
On the fighting platform, everything was turned upside down, and these words were returned to him.
"The price... Of course I am willing to pay the price. I can give you any number of spiritual stones you want!" Zhao Tianling changed his voice and began to negotiate terms with Shen Lang. "One million! How about one million? I
The spiritual stones I have now are very limited, but I can have them delivered right away!"
"One million?" Shen Lang smiled. He was indeed short of money now, and he himself was also very greedy for money. Unfortunately, he himself had a very bad habit. "It's a pity. I hope you can become
My good enemy."
"Good enemy?" Zhao Tianling was stunned for a moment, thinking that Shen Lang wanted to make friends with him. He was immediately overjoyed and said repeatedly: "Good enemy! Yes, we don't know each other even if we don't fight!"
"You seem to have made a mistake." Shen Lang raised the knife in his hand.
There can be hundreds of kinds of enemies, but in Shen Lang's eyes, there is only one good enemy, and that is of course a dead enemy. Only dead people make people feel most at ease. He was greedy for money and let the enemy go, but the next day he
Are you worried about whether the enemy will retaliate? Shen Lang, who has been crawling alone in the world since he was a child, cannot do such a stupid thing.
"No! You can't kill me! I am from Zhaojiazhuang in the Middle Earth, and my master is the elder of Qingyun Chixiao Peak!" Zhao Tianling roared.
Shen Lang didn't say anything, but a faint golden light gradually lit up on the sword. After repeated extravagant battles, not only was he seriously injured, but there was not much pure Yang Qi left in his body. He had to kill one person.
People who are too weak to even stand up can still do it easily.
"Li Qinghua! Save me! I'll give you five million! If you take action, the treasure will also be yours!" At the critical moment, Zhao Tianling looked at Li Qinghua who was not far away.
In his opinion, Li Qinghua is also a True Spirit Realm warrior and there is no need to fear Shen Lang! More importantly, at this moment, it is the best time for the fisherman to make a profit! Li Qinghua, who is as timid as a mouse but wily and cunning, has no reason not to take action.
!
Unexpectedly, this time Li Qinghua didn't know what happened, and he really didn't take action. As if he didn't hear Zhao Tianling's shout, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Qingyun Mountain, and in his hand, there was a jade talisman...
"It seems that your popularity is not very good." Shen Lang sneered and slashed down with his sword.
"Save someone under the knife!" But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky. The person hadn't arrived yet, but the real pressure contained in the voice made everyone shudder.
"Master!" Zhao Tianling was overjoyed.
However, Shen Lang had no intention of holding back, and the look in his eyes became even colder!
"You!" Zhao Tianling was shocked. He knew that life was right in front of him, but he still wanted to die. At this moment, Zhao Tianling was so unwilling. He didn't know where the strength came from at the critical moment. He slammed his hands to the ground and jumped backwards.
Half a meter out!
Phew!
The simple knife fell, and the knife that was supposed to chop off Zhao Tianling's head fell on his right leg, and the entire right leg was cut off directly. Zhao Tianling wailed in pain, but did not dare to look back at Shen Lang at all, just in a strong
With the desire to survive, he used all his strength to crawl on his palms...
Whoosh...
A middle-aged man in a green Taoist robe landed next to Zhao Tianling. As if Zhao Tianling saw the savior, he hugged the Taoist's thigh and cried out: "Master! It's him! He wants to kill me!"
The person who came was none other than Zhang Licheng, the elder on Chixiao Peak.
At this time, many monks present also saluted the middle-aged Taoist, "I have met Elder Zhang."
Zhang Licheng ignored everyone and took out a pill from his arms with concern and stuffed it into Zhao Tianling's mouth. Then his expression slowly darkened and he looked directly at Shen Lang and said, "Asshole, I just asked you to stop."
"Sorry, I didn't stop it." Unexpectedly, Shen Lang's answer was unusually straightforward. What's even better is that he neither said he wanted to stop nor said he wouldn't stop.
Zhang Licheng was slightly stunned. Such an ambiguous answer made him, who originally wanted to use the topic to his advantage, a little confused as to how to respond.
"Master! This Shen Lang was not restrained. He clearly deliberately disobeyed your orders and wanted to kill me!" Zhao Tianling's own broken leg was burning with rage in his eyes!
"Whether he did it on purpose or not." Zhang Licheng looked at Zhao Tianling and said in a cold voice: "Since you have already lost one of your legs, as a teacher, I will first lose his leg, and then you can slowly settle the other accounts!"
Regardless of the ins and outs, Shen Lang's leg must be crippled first! These words are so overbearing! As a strong man in the Golden Core Realm, Elder Zhang, one of the elders of Chixiao Peak, does have the qualifications to be overbearing!
However, when Zhang Licheng turned back to look at Shen Lang and was about to take action, his face turned pale with anger at the scene in front of him, and he almost lost his temper.
At this time, Shen Lang ignored Zhang Licheng and took the longyang grass medicine by himself, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to regulate his breathing!
Breath control to heal injuries? Yes! Simply put, this seems to be a very common thing. Shen Lang suffered such a serious injury, so of course he needs treatment!
But in full view of the public, under the revenge and questioning of the elders of Chixiao Peak, the meaning is completely different!
Indifference! Ignore! This is simply a silent provocation and contempt for Zhang Licheng!
But despite this, what can Zhang Licheng do? What kind of person is he? A majestic Jindan realm powerhouse, the elder of Qingyun Seven Peaks!
If such a person were to directly attack Shen Lang, who was in the first level of Qi Lian, he would be bullying the smaller ones regardless of his face! However, in order to seek revenge for his apprentice, he directly took action to cripple one of Shen Lang's legs, which was barely enough.
It can be said in the past.
But Shen Lang was adjusting his breath to heal his injuries at this time. If Zhang Licheng took action again, he would not only bully the small with the big one, but also take advantage of others' danger!
With a cultivation level in the Golden Core Realm and an identity as an elder! Not only do you want to bully a Qi Refining Realm monk, but you also want to take advantage of the opponent's breath adjustment to heal his injuries? Even if Zhang Licheng has a face as thick as a city wall, he can't afford to lose this in the eyes of everyone.
People!
"Damn it!" The real energy condensed in Zhang Licheng's palm surged horribly, but he was unable to do anything.
"Hateful!" Zhao Tianling gritted his teeth in hatred, but he never expected that Shen Lang was so cunning!
"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, there was another burst of laughter, and another Taoist priest was seen floating down, "This kid, I really don't know whether I should say that he is big-hearted or that he is an ancient spirit.
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"Master!" At this time, Li Qinghua, who had always been nervous, breathed a sigh of relief quietly.