Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang had participated in the killings of the Holy Envoy Si Ye, the Holy Envoy Yanhuang, the Holy Envoy Xuanyou and the Holy Envoy Ba Dao in the Tianmu Immortal Realm, and had long since become a wanted felon of the Three Saints Sect.

However, since the Three Saints Sect occupied the Tianmu Immortal Territory, Shen Lang's wanted order was suddenly removed.

But because of this person's evil reputation, there are still many monks in the Three Saints Sect who have seen Shen Lang's wanted portrait. For example, the young man in silver armor in front of him has seen Shen Lang's portrait, so he recognized Shen Lang's identity. .

"What!"

Upon hearing Shen Lang's name, the bald monk and the short and fat monk were shocked.

No wonder they were so shocked. Thousands of years ago, there were widespread rumors within the Three Saints Sect that four holy envoys, including Si Ye, Yan Huang, Xuan You, and Ba Dao, died at the hands of the leader of the bandit army in the Tianmu Immortal Domain.

The leader of the bandit army in the Tianmu Immortal Domain is said to be Shen Lang, and there is also a Luo Tianshang Immortal Demon Cultivator who is the Huntian White Ape.

"Hahaha, Shen would never dare to be called the leader of the bandit! Since he has been recognized by the three of them, the three fellow Taoists should stay here obediently!"

Shen Lang laughed loudly, murderous intent evident in his eyes.

Suddenly, Shen Lang's entire body suddenly turned into a phantom, rushing straight up the city wall at a dizzying speed!

Shen Lang's physical quality is extremely strong, and he can climb the city wall with ease using Qinggong.

The reason why the sea lion warriors were killed before the city was mainly to establish their prestige and facilitate the control of the sea lion clan in the future.

Now that he was encountering the monks of the Three Holy Sects, Shen Lang would naturally not hide and tuck them in, and decided to kill these three people as quickly as possible.

"Watch out!"

Seeing Shen Lang rushing up the city wall like a cannonball, the three Three Holy Cult monks screamed in surprise, each taking out their weapons and trying to parry Shen Lang's attack.

Shen Lang flew up to the city wall, stepped on his left foot and right foot, and came to the top of the three Three Saints cultivators.

The three Three Holy Cult monks turned pale with horror, and the Sea Lion Clan leader and senior leaders of the Sea Lion Clan beside them were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak and they collapsed to the ground.

"drink!"

The sword in Shen Lang's hand swung twice in the air, slashing at the silver-armored young man in the middle of the three of them with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain.

Seeing Shen Lang slashing with the sword at an outrageous speed, the young man in silver armor was frightened. He quickly pulled out a spear from behind and placed it above his head.

"clang!"

There was a harsh sound of metal collision, and the sword in Shen Lang's hand cut the spear in the silver-armored young man's hand into two pieces with a devastating force.

The spear that the young man in silver armor took out was not an immortal treasure, not even an immortal weapon. It was just a well-made weapon native to the Yunhai Realm. Naturally, it could not stop Shen Lang's consecrated immortal treasure sword.

In the flash of lightning, the sword in Shen Lang's hand quickly fell towards the forehead of the young man in silver armor.

"hiss!"

The young man in silver armor took a breath of cold air and hurriedly dodged sideways, but his physical speed could not keep up with Shen Lang's knife speed, and he was still half a beat slower after all.

I saw the sword in Shen Lang's hand falling on the silver shoulder armor on the shoulder of the young man in silver armor, making a "clang" sound like the collision of gold and jade.

The young man in silver armor suddenly felt a huge force acting on his shoulder armor, which instantly restrained his body. He half-knelt down, and his shoulders were numb from the huge force.

"Consecrated Immortal Treasure?"

Shen Lang's eyes shone.

The treasure armor on this young man is actually a wearable, consecrated fairy treasure. Although this fairy treasure armor cannot absorb the owner's chaotic spiritual power to exert defensive magical powers, the defensive power of the treasure armor itself is enough to withstand Shen Lang couldn't resist such a brute force attack.

Seeing that the other party had such a good thing, Shen Lang felt hot in his heart.

At this moment, the short and fat monk on the side waved the meteor hammer in his hand and smashed it towards Shen Lang with great ferocity.

Shen Lang did not retreat but instead advanced. He slashed horizontally with the sword in his hand, accurately hitting the meteor hammer that broke through the air.

"boom!"

The meteor hammer exploded on the spot and turned into countless debris, flying everywhere.

A group of high-ranking sea lions nearby were hit by the fragments scattered by the meteor hammer, and suffered multiple wounds all over their bodies. They were so frightened that they fled away.

"Yellow-haired kid, go to hell for me!"

Among the three, only the bald monk had the best physical training. He relied on his strong physical body, wore gloves on his hands, and swung out his fists like a stormy sea, turning into fist shadows and moving towards Shen with incomparable ferocity. The wave crashed over.

"Ignorant and arrogant!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, he retracted his sword, and also waved his fists. Countless fist shadows hit the bald monk like a violent wind, setting off a harsh air explosion sound, and the fist speed was as fast as that of the bald monk. More than ten times as fast as a monk!

"Bang bang bang!"

In just one breath, the bald monk was hit by Shen Lang's fists all over his body. His shoulder bones were shattered, his sternum was broken, and there were many hideous fist marks all over his body!

"ah!"

The bald monk's eyes were about to burst, and he let out a shrill scream. His whole body was blown out of the city wall by the huge force, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his mouth, nose and ears.

After falling to the ground, the bald monk almost lost half of his life. His whole body was twitching and he couldn't get up.

Seeing how fierce Shen Lang was, the silver-armored young man and the pudgy monk were so frightened that they lost their fighting spirit and were about to dodge and flee.

How could Shen Lang give them a chance? He cut off the short and fat monk's right leg with a backhand knife.

"ah!!!"

The chunky monk's severed leg flew out diagonally, blood flowed wildly, and a brutal scream came out of his mouth, like a slaughtered pig, which was particularly frightening.

The young man in silver armor was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were broken. He quickly retreated and tried to escape.

"Your Excellency, don't leave in a hurry!"

Shen Lang grinned and thrust his right hand forward like lightning, grabbing the silver-armored young man's shoulder and holding him in place like an iron pincer, unable to move.

"Tao...fellow Taoist, please spare my life! I am ignorant and blind to Mount Tai. I beg you, fellow Taoist, to show your dignity!"

The young man in silver armor looked extremely frightened, and he made a panicked cry for mercy.

Shen Lang pulled him up with one hand and threw the sword in his hand hard.

"Pfft!"

The sword struck impartially at the head of the short, fat monk behind him who was dragging his broken leg and trying to escape, making a sound like a sharp blade piercing a watermelon.

After the short and fat monk's head was hit by Shen Lang's sword, it immediately exploded, and a large amount of blood, flesh, brains and other filth were splashed everywhere.

The squat monk was killed instantly.

Before it was over, Shen Lang picked up the young man in silver armor, pulled out his sword, and jumped off the city wall. The direction of his fall happened to be where the bald monk fell to the ground.

The bald monk lying in the pit saw Shen Lang falling from the sky. He was so frightened that he was so frightened that he begged for mercy at the top of his lungs: "Fellow Daoist, have mercy..."

Before he finished saying the word "fate", the sword in Shen Lang's hand pierced the bald monk's neck with precision. The blade picked up and shot out with several blood arrows. The bloody head of the bald monk flew away diagonally. He got out and died on the spot.

When the young man in silver armor saw Shen Lang killing his two companions so neatly and neatly, he was so frightened that he twitched all over and felt bad all over. (To be continued)