"Master Yan, it seems that your two men are not as capable of fighting as you thought!"
After successfully getting rid of the two guards, Lin Lang grinned at Yan Luohong.
Mu Zhiyuan couldn't hide his surprise. His senior brother had just entered the eighth level of a spiritual person, but he could easily knock down two guards of the same level?
"You! What do you want to do!!"
Victory or defeat only happened in a split second. Yan Luohong was still immersed in the joy of having the upper hand. The next second, Lin Lang made him realize the reality clearly.
"You! You must have used some magic!!"
"Impossible! Impossible!! You are obviously still a fourth-level spirit user!! Just die!!!"
Yan Luohong said as he took out a wide-edged knife with a blue spiritual stone on the handle from the storage ring, and swept it towards Lin Lang with a violent wind of the knife.
"Hahaha! This is so interesting!"
Lin Lang smiled and walked toward Yan Luohong. The Silver Moon Sword in his hand just touched Yan Luohong's blade lightly, and it erupted with a bang-like sound. Looking carefully, it turned out that it was the flames gathering at the tip of the sword.
At a certain point, it compressed, compressed, and compressed again, and then exploded instantly. The force generated caused the broad-bladed knife in Yan Luohong's hand to fly away.
The sudden explosion caused Yan Luohong to temporarily lose his hearing. He was also stunned and stood there blankly, losing the consciousness of resistance.
"This flaming sword technique is really easy to use. The flames evolved by spiritual energy are really ever-changing!"
Lin Lang couldn't help but sigh. The flame aura is the Suzaku Sect's most reliable method. In the hands of the Suzaku Sect disciples, the flames are as comfortable as a part of the body. All kinds of tricks are endless, making it difficult for the enemy to guard against!
The move Lin Lang just used was just a move in the Fiery Sword Technique. He concentrated the flame aura throughout his body on the tip of the sword, and then pointed it at the enemy, producing a terrifying explosion and sound.
"Senior brother, you are so strong! You have actually reached the eighteenth position of the Blazing Sword Art!!"
Mu Zhiyuan looked at Lin Lang in disbelief. What Lin Lang had just used was clearly the eighteenth style of the Fiery Sword Jue - Yan Ming!
When Mu Zhiyuan joined the Suzaku Sect, he had to learn the same martial arts and sword techniques as Lin Lang. But after mastering the Blazing Sword Jue, Mu Zhiyuan barely practiced the fourth move. You know, if you can't learn the previous move,
Therefore, he cannot master the latter move. In other words, Lin Lang has now at least learned the first eighteen moves in the Fiery Sword Art. Only the last five moves are left.
It had only been a few days since I first came into contact with the Fiery Sword Technique, and my senior brother turned out to be... unbelievable, simply unbelievable.
"Yan Luohong, stay away from your junior sister from now on. She doesn't like you. Do you understand?"
Lin Lang pointed the tip of his sword straight at Yan Luohong. Remembering what Mu Zhiyuan asked him to do, he could only threaten him.
"Hmph! Do you want me to give up on sister Zhiyuan? Stop dreaming!!"
Yan Luohong knew that he was no match for Lin Lang, so he simply stiffened his neck, expecting that Lin Lang would not dare to touch the prince in public.
Just kidding, this is Crescent City, the territory of the Wind and Fire Kingdom! Not the Suzaku Sect!
If Lin Lang really touched him in this place, it would be difficult for the Suzaku Sect to deal with it once the news spreads!
"Bold!! Lin Lang! I call you Nephew Lin because you are Zhiyuan's friend! Don't push yourself too hard, this is Crescent City! I won't allow you to touch a hair of the Third Prince!
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Only then did Mu Hengtian realize, what if he let Lin Lang take action?
The dignified third prince of the Wind and Fire Kingdom has been bullied on his own territory. Don't talk about marrying his daughter to the prince when the time comes, I am afraid that the black gauze hat on his head will be lost.
Mu Hengtian called for a large number of troops. Most of them were soldiers guarding the city. They were not comparable to the two monks Ah Da and Ah Er, but such a large number also gave Lin Lang a headache.
"Oh my God! The Third Prince's men were defeated! The Immortal is indeed an Immortal! He couldn't even defeat the Third Prince's personal bodyguard!"
"No, look at that young man who can also control flames. Isn't this magic?"
"Hahahaha, today is an eye-opener for me. No wonder every household wants to send their children to immortals."
"It will be difficult for City Lord Mu to deal with this!"
Many of the people who spoke were gloating about his misfortune. Mu Hengtian has been the city lord for decades, and there are people who have long coveted this position.
"Uncle Mu, I only call him for the sake of my junior sister's face."
"Uncle Mu! I only call you Uncle Mu for the sake of my junior sister. This is a personal grudge between Yan Luohong and I, so you'd better not get involved!"
"Lin Lang! Yan Luohong is my third prince of the Wind and Fire Kingdom! As the lord of Crescent City, how can I sit idly by and do nothing?? Also, you said this is a personal grudge between you and Yan Luohong, but it is my personal grudge.
My daughter is caught in the middle. How can you let me ignore it??"
"No matter what, I won't let you continue to make trouble today!! You guys, get on top!!"
Mu Hengtian waved his hand, and the dozen or so guards raised their swords and slashed at Lin Lang.
"Junior Sister Mu! I'm sorry! I can only let Uncle Mu lie down for a while!"
Lin Lang turned around and shouted to Mu Zhiyuan, then waved the Silver Moon Sword in his hand.
"Fire rises!!"
The Silver Moon Sword in Lin Lang's hand immediately turned into a source of fire, setting off a curtain of fire that was as tall as a man, blocking the guards from rushing over.
While the guards were in chaos, Lin Lang stepped lightly and came behind Mu Hengtian without anyone noticing. Then he knocked Mu Hengtian unconscious with a knife and then picked him up in his arms.
"Daddy!!"
Mu Zhiyuan ran over quickly and took Mu Hengtian with a worried look on his face.
"Don't worry, Junior Sister Mu, I just made uncle faint temporarily. Please bring him into the house quickly."
"Um!"
Mu Zhiyuan helped Mu Hengtian enter the house. When the guards saw their master falling to the ground, they looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to take action.
"Junior Sister Mu, please take Uncle Mu back first. You may not want to see the next scene."
Lin Lang said coldly.
Mu Zhiyuan bit her lip tightly, and after struggling for a moment, she took Mu Hengtian back to see Mu Mansion.
"Sister Zhiyuan!!"
Yan Luohong opened his hands and looked at Mu Zhiyuan desperately. He did not expect that the gap between Mu Zhiyuan's treatment of him and Lin Lang was so huge.
It was obvious that he and Mu Zhiyuan were childhood sweethearts! It was obvious that Lin Lang and Mu Zhiyuan had only known each other for a few days!
Why! Exactly why!!
Strong jealousy and unwillingness surged in Yan Luohong's heart, and he really couldn't understand it.
"Lin Lang! I want you to die!!"
Yan Luohong's eyes showed a crazy look, he stirred up the spiritual energy in his body, and then punched Lin Lang.