Godly Dragon Guard

"I don't know why I care about you either."

Shen Lang grinned: "There are very few people I can care about. Maybe it's because I feel sorry for you."

Although she knew that this man was as cold as ice, after hearing these words, Hongyue was still a little disappointed and turned her head to the side: "I don't need your pity, and I don't want to be a burden to you. You can go."

"Then I have to pity you?" Shen Lang came forward and lifted Hongyue's chin.

Looking at Shen Lang's slightly cold and unruly smile, a trace of panic and confusion flashed through Hongyue's starry eyes.

Shen Lang stared straight at the woman's delicate and pretty face, buried his head, and was about to kiss Fangze.

Hong Yue's delicate body trembled slightly. She wanted to dodge, but she saw a soft light in Shen Lang's eyes. Hong Yue hesitated. She could feel that Shen Lang was speaking from the heart.

"Does he like himself?"

Hong Yue was still extremely confident about her beauty, but she didn't think Shen Lang was the kind of man whose heart would be moved when he saw a beautiful woman. Hong Yue also had an inexplicable feeling for Shen Lang in her heart.

Maybe this man took away her first time, but Hongyue didn't hate him. Instead, she felt she owed Shen Lang. Because Shen Lang gave her freedom and saved her again this time.

At this moment, Hongyue's mind was in chaos and she felt an inexplicable impulse. She did not avoid it, closed her eyes tightly, and waited nervously for Shen Lang's kiss, with a faint expectation in her heart.

But the next moment, Hongyue didn't feel Shen Lang kiss her.

"Tsk, this really isn't the right time!" Shen Lang snorted a little unhappy.

Hongyue opened her eyes.

Shen Lang lowered his voice and said to her: "Hongyue, those guys you mentioned are here."

"Where?" Hongyue asked softly.

Suddenly, four men in smart clothes appeared in front of Shen Lang and Hong Yue.

"Hmph, Hongyue, I finally caught you this time!" A slightly fat martial artist said with a sinister smile.

Hongyue's pretty face changed color slightly, and she said with a frosty face: "Huh, you guys are really haunted!"

"Fuck you, how dare you, a little bitch, be so arrogant when you are about to die? Do you believe that I will rape you first and then kill you?" The strong man in the leader said with a sinister expression.

"Brother, there is another yellow-haired boy!" A man with a pockmarked face pointed at Shen Lang and yelled.

The muscular man looked at Shen Lang for a few times and hummed: "Boy, who are you?"

"Are you those guys sent by Wang Tiangu?" Shen Lang glanced at the four well-dressed men in front of him and asked calmly.

That muscular man was a six-star master, probably at the late stage of cultivation.

The other three are all five-star masters in the middle and early stages. Shen Lang can kill two of them with one palm, which is not worth mentioning.

The muscular man looked at Shen Lang for a few times and instinctively felt that this boy was not simple. He didn't know why he felt this way.

His momentum was weakened in front of a yellow-haired boy. The strong man suddenly felt a little embarrassed and immediately shouted: "Boy, are you the helper that this bitch asked for? If you know better, get out of here!"

"Keep your mouth clean!" Shen Lang said with a cold smile.

As soon as these words came out, the four martial arts cultivators immediately became angry.

"Seeking death!" The man with a pockmarked face was furious.

The muscular man shouted with a gloomy face: "First kill this pretty boy, and then arrest this bitch Hongyue, remember not to kill her. That bitch is a beautiful woman, let me enjoy it first and then hand it over to the elders!"

"superior!"

The three five-star masters next to the muscular man swarmed over him, with a hint of contempt and disdain on their lips.

Shen Lang reversed his luck, raised his left palm, drew a semicircular arc in the air, pushed forward suddenly, and hit the Snowflake Divine Palm's most powerful killing move, the Wind Blade and Frost Sword, with all his strength.

"boom!"

In the dense forest, the heavy sound was deafening, and the ground seemed to be shaking. An unrivaled and fierce palm wind blasted forward, causing the surrounding trees to sway.

The three of them were frightened out of their wits by the sudden huge and cold palm wind, but it was already too late. The palm wind launched by Shen Lang instantly swallowed the three people.

The unrivaled palm wind crushed the bodies of the three people, and even layers of blood mist filled the center of the palm wind.

"ah!!!"

The tragic wailing of three people could be vaguely heard.

After the palm wind passed, the soil on the ground became full of pits, forming countless small pits, large and small.

The three martial arts cultivators were already bloody and miserable, and they could no longer see their human shapes clearly. They were so dead that they could no longer die, and there was still a layer of frost on their bodies.

Kill instantly with one hit!

Seeing this horrifying scene, the muscular man behind took a breath of cold air and once wondered if he had seen an illusion. However, he could feel an overwhelming amount of internal force from the palm wind struck by Shen Lang.

Hongyue was also shocked beyond measure. She had never seen such a powerful master's technique before! I just heard Master say it. Shen Lang's strength had reached a level that she could hardly imagine.

The strong man really couldn't imagine that such a young boy could have such terrifying strength. This is unscientific!

He has never seen Wenjing martial arts cultivators. Martial arts cultivators of this level are disdainful of being born. However, from the hand Shen Lang showed just now, only Wenjing martial arts cultivators can strike such a powerful palm.

The muscular man seemed to have suddenly thought of something terrible. He pointed at Shen Lang and said, trembling all over, "You...you are a martial arts cultivator of the Wenjing Realm!"

"I realize now that you were crazy just now, weren't you?" Shen Lang said sarcastically.

Ask about martial arts cultivation? Hongyue was frightened again. It turned out that Shen Lang had reached the level of questioning. No wonder a palm wind from the air could have such terrifying power.

Damn, you are actually a master of asking questions!

The muscular man was so frightened that he peed his pants and ran away.

"Still want to run?"

Shen Lang smiled coldly, and swept forward like a shadow. He kicked out and hit the strong man in the back.

With a muffled "dong" sound, the muscular man took off, his body flew out of control for more than ten meters, and he hit a big tree heavily.

This kick with brute force alone broke two of the strong man's ribs, and his whole body was shrouded in deep fear. It was not like he was kicked by someone, it was simply kicked hard by an African elephant. One kick.

The muscular man fell to the ground and screamed, unable to get up, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Shen Lang stepped forward, reached out with his right hand, grabbed the strong man's neck like lightning, and pressed it heavily against a tree.

"Brother... have mercy on me!" The strong man was so frightened that he had trouble with his scalp.

"I'm asking you a few things. You'd better tell the truth. Otherwise, you will know the consequences! If I want to kill you now, it's as easy as crushing an ant to death!" Shen Lang asked coldly. (To be continued)