"I'll go! It looks really good this time! Miss Mu actually doesn't agree to this marriage? She still feels like she belongs to you??"
"Who is that person? How dare you snatch a woman from the prince? Don't you want to live?"
"Shh! Haven't you seen it yet? That young man is also an immortal from the Suzaku Sect! Be careful what you say. The immortal will treat you as easily as crushing an ant!"
"The Imperial Prince versus the Immortal Suzaku, this is going to be interesting!"
More and more neighbors gathered around, and many people even came after hearing the news, fearing that they would miss this good show.
Mu Hengtian sat on the ground in despair.
"It's over, it's over, now the reputation of the Mu family is at stake."
His daughter united with outsiders to deal with her husband, the third prince of the Wind and Fire Kingdom?? Even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to clean herself up.
Listening to the buzzing discussions among the neighbors, Yan Luohong felt a little embarrassed. Now there is only one way to beat Lin Lang severely! Let the world see clearly that no one can beat his Yan Luohong woman.
move!
"Lin Lang, don't think that you can escape unscathed this time! Do you think that by becoming a closed disciple, you can snatch women from me?? I won't dare to touch you??"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you want to take action, do it quickly!" Lin Lang dug his ears and impatiently urged Yan Luohong to do it quickly.
"Okay, okay!! I will make it happen for you now!!"
"Ah Da Ah Er, catch him! Leave the rest to me!"
Yan Luohong smiled cruelly. Lin Lang was at the fourth level of the spiritual realm. Although he didn't know what method he used to defeat himself at the sixth level of the spiritual realm, the two guards around him were both at the eighth level of the spiritual realm!
Under the absolute suppression of the realm, small tricks are of no use!
"yes!"
Ah Da and Ah Er rushed over one after another. There was no emotion in their eyes. For them, Yan Luohong must obey Yan Luohong's orders absolutely. Even if they were asked to die, they would never frown.
!
Feeling the aura of the two guards, Lin Lang could vaguely guess that the realm of these two people should be not much different from his own! At least they are not people in the psychic realm!
"call!"
Lin Lang took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened his eyes. Four fists as big as sandbags were already attacking him!
Lin Lang could only stretch out his arms to block it. The fists of the eighth-level monks were harder than rocks. Lin Lang tried his best to catch three fists, and suddenly felt a pain in his arms. But there was still a fist that hit hard.
He hit his chest and let him fly out, leaving no room for him to fight back.
Lin Lang flew out without suffering too much damage, because he had already put on the yellow-level treasure issued to him by the sect in advance - ice silk silkworm armor!
The guard's fist did hit Lin Lang's chest hard, but it only made his blood surge a little!
Although the yellow-level treasure ranks at the bottom among magic weapons, it can still take down the power of the spirit master with ease.
Lin Lang fell to the ground and moaned in pain, as if he was really seriously injured.
"Brother!!!"
Mu Zhiyuan quickly ran up and helped Lin Lang, while Yan Luohong gritted his teeth as he watched.
"Ah Da, let me hold Mu Zhiyuan for now! Remember, don't hurt her! To deal with Lin Lang, Ah Er and I are enough!"
"Yes!" One of the guards accepted the order, and then easily carried Mu Zhiyuan away.
"Let me go! Let me go!!!"
Mu Zhiyuan struggled hard, but at level 4, how could she overcome level 8? She could only watch helplessly as the other guard and Yan Luohong slowly approached Lin Lang.
Mu Zhiyuan's eyes even filled with tears, but the more Mu Zhiyuan said this, the more jealousy became in Yan Luohong's heart, and his whole person became a little ferocious.
"Ah Er, let's go!!"
After receiving Yan Luohong's order, Ah Er rushed forward first, followed closely by Yan Luohong.
Seeing the two people rushing towards him, Lin Lang had a panic expression on his face. It seemed difficult to struggle to get up, and he looked like he was at the mercy of others.
But when Ah Er tried to reach out and grab Lin Lang, Lin Lang showed a smile of success. A long sword with blazing flames appeared out of thin air in his hand, and then he just lightly pointed at Ah Er who was coming.
With just a flick, a big gash was made on his chest, and blood immediately flowed out, and Ah Er instantly lost his fighting ability.
"Ah ah ah! How is it possible! I am obviously wearing a yellow-grade treasure armor! How could you break through my defense in one fell swoop!!"
Ah Er screamed in horror, feeling the pain in his chest. He didn't understand why Lin Lang, who was beaten to the ground unable to move a second ago, suddenly seemed to be a different person.
"Xuan...xuan grade sword!!!"
A'er recognized the sword in Lin Lang's hand. It was a middle-grade Xuan-level sword - the Silver Moon Sword. It was rumored to be a treasure of the Scarlet Lian Sect. How could it fall into the hands of this boy?
"More than that! He is an eighth-level spiritual being! Second brother, can you still get up?"
At the side, Ah Da no longer bothered to hold Mu Zhiyuan, but stood beside Ah Er, looking at Lin Lang warily.
It turns out that this kid was just pretending! Pretending to be of low status, but he was indeed very successful in pretending, and finally attacked Ah Er!
"What kind of mysterious sword? What kind of eighth-level spiritual person? What are you talking about??"
Yan Luohong on the side was simply dumbfounded. Wasn't Lin Lang still at the fourth level of a spiritual person a few days ago? Also, what happened to the Xuan-level sword in his hand? It was a Xuan-level sword!
"Sir, this kid is far from as simple as he seems. Let's leave this place to me and Ah Er. You hide first!"
Ah Da is facing a formidable enemy. Although Lin Lang is in the same realm as himself, the Xuan-level sword in his hand is a great threat!
Ah Er, who was lying on the ground, quickly took out a bottle of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the wound, instantly stopping the bleeding.
"How...possible!! Lin Lang...how could..."
Yan Luohong really couldn't accept such a result. He should obviously be stepped on by him!!
"Huh, what's wrong, Mr. Yan? Don't you dare to go up? Mr. Yan's tone just now was very loud!"
Lin Lang mocked, the Silver Moon Sword turned over in his hand, and a few sparks appeared at random, which looked extremely mysterious.
During the waiting time during the day, Lin Lang entered the mirror world to stabilize his realm, and learned more about the Flame Sword Jue. Now the entire blade of the Silver Moon Sword will be covered with a thin layer of
Lin Lang can also control these flames at will so that they will no longer hurt him.
"Hmph! Let's talk about how you can beat my two guards! Don't think that you can show off your power with a Xuan-level sword! Do you think you can deal with two eight-level spiritual beings?"
Yan Luohong figured it out and was no longer afraid. Anyway, the absolute advantage was still on his side.
"Forget it! I just want to use your two guards to test my current strength. After I take care of them, it will be your turn, Mr. Yan!"
Lin Lang chuckled and took the lead.
"Second brother, be careful!"
Ah Da also pulled out a sword from his hand, but its appearance, quality and material were much different from the Silver Moon Sword.
clang!!!
The two swords intersected, and fierce sparks burst out. The yellow-grade sword in A Da's hand could barely compete with the Silver Moon Sword in Lin Lang's hand, but a scorching temperature quickly spread to the hilt, and the silver moon sword attached to it
The flames seemed to come alive, rushing towards Ah Da's body along the intersection of the two swords, scaring Ah Da into retreating quickly.
"What a dangerous flame...could this be the Flame Sword Technique of the Vermillion Bird Sect? It's really powerful."
"Second brother, help me!"
"good!"
Ah Er flipped his palm and took out the same sword, then stood side by side with Ah Da and attacked Lin Lang!
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, cooperated with each other very well, stabbing at Lin Lang from two extremely tricky angles.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Lin Lang admired sincerely, and then split the sword thrust by Ah Da without any fancy. The flames on the Silver Moon Sword separated and attacked Ah Er, instantly repelling the two men's attack.
"Get out of here first!!"
Lin Lang was doing two things at this time. The separated flame was like a slippery loach, and Ah Er couldn't move. After he slashed Ah Da's sword, he didn't stop immediately. The sword skills he danced were like strong winds.
Generally, he slashed wildly at Ah Da's sword.
clang clang clang clang...
Lin Lang's swordsmanship seemed simple and crude, but the force of each slash made Ah Da's arm feel paralyzed. He really couldn't understand how Lin Lang, who was also an eighth-level spiritual person, could have such great power.
Although Lin Lang's violent slashes failed to hurt Ah Da, they cut out one gap after another in the sword in his hand, and Ah Da could only raise his sword to resist Lin Lang's attack.
"What? Is this all you have? That disappoints me so much!"
Lin Lang suddenly held the sword with both hands. Ah Da looked at him secretly and said something bad, then he held the sword in his hand with both hands.
But the combined power of Lin Lang's hands was on another level. The Silver Moon Sword struck Ah Da's sword, and there was only a clang sound. The sword in Ah Da's hand shattered, but Lin Lang did not stop.
It hit A Da on the shoulder.
"ah!!!"
The sword sank three points into his body, and Ah Da cried out in pain, but Lin Lang still didn't stop, but slapped Ah Da on the chest with the back of the sword.
"puff!!!"
Ah Da spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his entire face instantly became as pale as gold paper, and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Brother!!"
Seeing the defeated Ah Da, Ah Er ignored the entanglement of the flames and allowed the flames to cling to his left arm. However, he still tried his best to throw out the sword in his hand with his other arm.
Lin Lang, who turned his back, suddenly felt a sense of danger. Just as he turned his head, the sword came directly in front of him with a cold killing intent.
"Time to stop!!!"
The power of the reincarnation realm was activated instantly, and the sword stagnated in the air for less than half a breath. Lin Lang took the opportunity to avoid the danger, but how could it be so easy to dodge the full-strength attack of the eighth-level spiriter? The sword shot still hit Lin Lang.
There was a deep gash on Lang's shoulder.
"So fast!!"
Ah Er's eyes widened. Lin Lang had his back turned to him just now! Being able to turn around in an instant and dodge his attack was simply incredible.
"No! No! It seems like my sword...has become slower??"
Before Ah Er had time to think about what was going on, Lin Lang grabbed the sword he had just shot and shot it back with his backhand.
This time the speed was even faster than before!
Just as A'er was about to dodge, the flames in his hands shot directly into his eyes. The scorching temperature and light made A'er lose his vision and mobility, and the sword shot by Lin Lang was also deeply inserted into his thigh.
, nailing Ah Er to death.
"Uhhh!!!"
In the end, Ah Er passed out on the ground due to excessive blood loss.