Wang Dashu was still worried. When Tian Mohan said this, he was determined.
He said leisurely, "martial uncle may have a prejudice against Shen lang. he said he did everything to cause trouble. In fact, he doesn''t seem to have caused trouble once up to now?"
"The last insult to elder martial sister has been found out. It was framed; xuelingfeng Liu Feng came to challenge and was beaten away by him. It''s not trouble, but the honor of songduofeng. As for his house being demolished, it should be your old grandson Tian Hao''s good deed? If you have to say trouble, it should be Tian Hao''s trouble?"
"Oh, you mean Tian Hao was badly hurt? I apologize for this, but this is not Shen lang. many people at the scene proved that it was Nalan Ziyan, a disciple of Zixi peak, who beat Tian Hao, and then younger martial sister Bai Feifei."
"Hum!" Tian Mohan was speechless and twisted his sleeve robe.
Wang Dashu is honest, but the honest man admits death. He tells these things one by one, which is really irrefutable.
"If you really want revenge, either go to Zixi peak to find younger martial sister lenghui or Bai Feifei. It has nothing to do with Shen Lang?" Wang Dashu continued.
"..." Tian Mohan was speechless.
Are you kidding? Leng Hui is the leader of the inner gate peak. She is deeply loved by the elders and extremely protects her weaknesses.
Find her. Isn''t that boring?
As for Bai Feifei, although she doesn''t have any position, it''s more difficult to provoke than lenghui. Once she gets entangled, she will climb up people''s windows in the middle of the night, and there will be constant nightmares.
Tian Mohan snored in his nose and paced faster and faster.
He said angrily, "anyway, this time you look at the posture of the patriarch and several elders, you know it''s definitely not a small thing!"
"Did you see their faces when they came here? They all looked dignified, as if the sky had fallen. I was shocked... In case of another disaster caused by Shen Lang, I can''t blame you, the leader of the peak!"
As soon as he finished, his eyes suddenly shrunk, and he saw Shen Lang walking slowly behind Su Rong.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "elder, do you mean to threaten my master? Even if I really get into some trouble, I do things by myself. What do you mean when you come here and chirp?"
Being directly provoked by Shen Lang and called "old ghost", Tian Mohan was calm.
He said angrily, "boy, sharp teeth can''t solve any problems. Being arrogant and domineering will only bring trouble to yourself and your teacher. If you really want to think of your teacher, don''t make trouble!"
"Otherwise, even your master can''t protect you!"
Shen Lang said with a sneer, "if someone else comes to me, I can hear it and think it''s right. But you can''t. You''re not qualified to say this to me! If you really understand this truth, please go back and teach your grandson."
"You!" Tian Mohan''s dry fingers pointed to Shen Lang, his wrinkled face trembling, obviously angry.
Wang Dashu glanced at Tian Mohan, walked to Shen Lang and asked with concern, "Shen Lang, are you... Nothing?"
"I''m all right, master. Don''t worry." Shen Lang smiled and shook his head and went directly into the songduofeng hall.
Su Rong in the back looked at Tian Mohan and Wang Dashu. She smiled and went to Wang Dashu and said, "martial uncle, you are a great disciple!"
Wang Dashu was stunned: "rong''er, what happened? Why such a big battle? The look of the patriarch and several elders looks a little scary..."
Su Rong smiled and said, "don''t worry, martial uncle. Although I only know a little information before, I also know that this time is a good thing, not a bad thing."
"Good thing? That''s good, that''s good." Wang Dashu''s face finally relaxed a lot.
Su ronggu blinked strangely and said, "I can''t say the content. You can see that my father won''t even let me in, but I can reveal a little!"
Tian Mohan nearby immediately pricked up his ears.
Su Rong whispered, "Shen Lang almost fought with five Lei Wei at the foot of the mountain!"
"..." Wang Dashu was stunned.
Tian Mohan smiled at the bottom of his heart.
How could they not know the strength of Lei Wei?
It''s impossible to be a Lei Wei without the triple heaven in the Xuanwu realm?
Wang Dashu just put down his heart and raised it again.
Shen Lang can fight with Lei Wei. Doesn''t that mean his accomplishments... No, no, that''s not the problem!
The problem is that Shen Lang fought against Lei Wei. Does that mean Lei Wei wants to deal with him?
The person who is dealt with by Lei Wei is
"This is the worst thing. How can this be a good thing? Even if there is no fight, it is not a good thing?" Wang Dashu felt a little dizzy.
Su Rong looked at his face and knew that he had played too much. He hurriedly said, "this is not the point. The point is that Shen Lang killed several strong men in the Xuanwu realm in the beast palace. It is said that several of them were more than five days in the Xuanwu realm... And then saved more than 30 younger brothers of the xuandao sect."
"Bang!" Tian Mohan''s cigarette pole fell to the ground.
What is the concept of the five heavens in the Xuanwu realm?
Many of the peak masters of the peaks of xuandaozong did not reach this level!
Tian Mohan is regarded as Wang Dashu''s martial uncle. He is only the fourth heaven in the Xuanwu realm, while Wang Dashu is only the second heaven in the Xuanwu realm!
Now Su Rong says that Shen Lang killed several strong men in the five Heaven of the Xuanwu realm
What kind of joke is this?
"So, Shen Lang is a great hero of xuandaozong! Remember, don''t say it, otherwise my father will be angry."
Su Rong, regardless of the reaction of the two old guys, waved and walked away: "no, I''ll go to find elder martial sister purple blue."
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At the moment, Shen Lang was standing in the secret room inside the songduofeng hall. In front of him sat suwenxuan, the patriarch, and four old men who looked old but looked like swords.
"That''s the whole thing. The people in the beast palace seem to be looking for something in Wuling River... Or Shuiyun River, so they expel or kill most of the demons in it, and then kill many xuandaozong disciples who have experienced in it."
"After I found that one of the people who embarrassed me was controlled by insect art, I went to Wuling river with Kou Xiaotian to save people who understood customs and Zhan Wuji."
"Later, in order to attract the people in the beast palace to throw themselves into the net, I opened the signal transmission artifacts in the beast palace, led them in and killed them all."
"I don''t know the patriarch and several elders. What else do you want to ask?"
Shen Lang said, taking out the corpse of the disciple controlled by insect art and placing it on the stone table.
In front of Su Wenxuan''s five people, he melted the ice on the body, then sprinkled some powder and packed the white jade insects that kept popping out of the wound in a huge bottle.
Su Wenxuan is the leader of a sect. Watching him do all this in an orderly way is also creepy.
"The people in the beast Palace are so crazy that they use insect art to control my xuandaozong disciples!" Su Wenxuan said angrily: "I must calculate this account with them!"
Intentionally or unintentionally, he ignored Shen Lang''s killing of his disciples.
The four elders on both sides looked at each other and nodded secretly.
Su Wenxuan calmed the shock and anger in his heart and said slowly, "what''s the problem? There are really some things you want to ask."
"When you came to xuandaozong, I had heard lenghui, Mo Ge and Zilan. Yesterday, I heard from Du Ziyi, the leader of the punishment hall that you came to xuandaozong... I wanted to come and see you in person, but I didn''t expect to encounter such a thing right away."
"Well, these things will be discussed later. Let''s talk about Wuling River first."
"Shen Lang, what has your true cultivation reached now?" Su Wenxuan asked with a dignified face.
Although Zhang Tianyue was asked to take an empty mirror to check this group of people, he did not find Shen Lang''s real cultivation, nor did he see anything strange.
But at this time, even if Su Wenxuan was stupid, he could not believe that Shen Lang had only five days of Qi and Wu.
Even if you give him a supreme heavenly weapon, he can''t use it.
The strong one who can kill the five heavy heaven in the Xuanwu realm with one knife, except the long knife behind Shen Lang, Shen Lang''s cultivation must reach a certain level.
Shen Lang was slightly on one side, and his momentum was suddenly lifted. Eighteen gold needles made a hissing sound, excited - shot out, and plunged deep into the hard wall.
Then, Shen Lang dispersed the formula of collecting breath, and the surging momentum instantly detonated the whole audience!
"Eight heaven in Lingwu territory!"
An elder let his eyes go and drank softly.
Another white haired elder looked at the gold needle on the wall, his eyes narrowed, and asked solemnly, "stabbing the body with the gold needle is not as simple as hiding cultivation, I''m afraid? Is this..."
"An ancient forging method can stimulate blood vessels, block the operation of spiritual power and stimulate human body potential all the time." Shen Lang said calmly.
Su Wenxuan and the four elders were shocked.
Although they don''t know these forging skills, they have heard of them.
The pain of cultivating this skill is even more than using thunder forging. It''s like purgatory. Ordinary martial arts people can''t bear such pain, let alone practice for many years.
This young man, unexpectedly, has a gold needle in his body in his daily life. Is he using this forging formula to practice?
And with so many gold needles on his body, he even stood in front of these people and talked, and his whole body never trembled.
What a terrible mind!
Su Wenxuan felt that his mood began to become a little confused. He asked attentively, "how strong is your physical strength now?"
Shen Lang shook his palm and said, "I haven''t checked how strong it is now. Today''s physical strength should be able to easily crush the second grade or so spirit tools."
Su Wenxuan and several elders were shocked and speechless.
It''s not easy to crush the second grade spirit weapon in the cultivation below the fifth heaven in the Xuanwu realm!
This is just a boy in the eighth heaven of Lingwu territory. His physical strength has reached this level
Su Wenxuan''s eyes were colorful and asked a little cautiously, "can we have a look at the long knife on your back? Of course, everyone has their own privacy. We won''t ask you to do this. You can refuse."
Shen Lang was silent for a moment and looked at Su Wenxuan and didn''t speak.