Godly Dragon Guard

Shen Lang looked at the dumbfounded expression of the Poisonous Hand Medicine King and felt a little funny: "Poisonous Hand Medicine King, why don't you take it?"

"You...that's a whole bottle of Qi-Building Pills?" The Poison Hand Medicine King looked at the jade bottle in Shen Lang's hand, his expression extremely ugly.

"Yes." Shen Lang smiled. He didn't mean to show off. If the Poison Hand Medicine King took the Qi-Building Pill, he would also take it. If this guy didn't take it, he could save a Qi-Building Pill.

The Poison Hand Medicine King had a look of resentment on his face, and he accepted his fate.

He could also guess something in his mind. This boy was just a martial arts cultivator at the early stage of the Realm, but he was so strong. He could even take out a whole bottle of Qi Replenishing Pills...

Poison Hand Medicine King has been around for so many years, and he still knows a lot about martial arts sects and families. Even the strongest martial arts sect in Kunlun Mountain cannot produce a whole bottle of Qi-Building Pills.

He guessed that Shen Lang might have come from a martial arts holy land in the outside world, and might have come to the secular world for training. Otherwise, how could he be so powerful at the early stage of the Wenjing Realm?

The Poison Hand Medicine King couldn't afford to offend this kind of person.

"Whether you go back with me obediently or wait here for Miss Feng, you are destined to die." Shen Lang said calmly.

"Okay, I, the Poisonous Hand Medicine King, have been around for half my life. I don't want to meet you today, so I will admit defeat today!" The Poisonous Hand Medicine King looked extremely gloomy. He raised a palm and slapped his forehead hard.

"Snapped!"

The Poison Hand Medicine King bleeded from his mouth and nose, fell to the ground, and died instantly.

Unexpectedly, the Poison Hand Medicine King actually committed suicide! Shen Lang frowned. He had lived as a martial artist like Poison Hand Medicine King for such a long time and had seen many big storms. Shen Lang had the courage to commit suicide. Besides, this was a dead end in itself.

Tianjimen.

After Feng Luan got rid of those entangled carapace Gu, she chased Shen Lang along the road.

Although Shen Lang has good skills, the Poison Hand Medicine King has a higher level of cultivation than Shen Lang and is cunning, so Feng Luan is worried that Shen Lang will be in danger.

Glancing at the body of the Poison Hand Medicine King, Shen Lang immediately leaned down and plundered some pills and some strange materials from his clothes, as well as a dozen spiritual stones, which was also a small harvest.

As for those Fierce Fang Gu, they originally relied on the poisonous hand medicine king's essence and blood.

As soon as the Poisonous Hand Medicine King died, the Fierce Tooth Gu in his body quickly died as well, gradually turning into a puddle of greenish-green water that was extremely poisonous.

"Hiss!"

Several streaks of white smoke rose up, and the turquoise liquid immediately adhered to the poisonous hand medicine king's body, dissolving his body in an instant.

In just ten seconds, the poisonous hand medicine king's body instantly turned into a pool of black blood, with even the bones and limbs disappearing. It was a terrible sight.

This is enough to show that the toxicity of this Fierce Tooth Gu is extremely strong! Thanks to the black zhenqi protection in his body, otherwise Shen Lang probably wouldn't be able to escape the erosion of the Fierce Tooth Gu.

Shen Lang stepped forward and picked up the black Qi-Building Pill dropped by the Poison Hand Medicine King.

The Qi-Building Pill was extremely difficult to refine, and Shen Lang used it less and less. Although the Poison Hand Medicine King's Qi-Building Pill was not authentic, it still had a great effect.

Thinking that he would have to deal with Wang Tiangu's men later, Shen Lang swallowed the Qi-Building Pill, and his Qi instantly recovered by about 40 to 50%.

Not long after, Feng Luan finally caught up.

"Shen Lang, where is the Poison Hand Medicine King?" Feng Luan slowly landed on the ground, her dress fluttering.

Shen Lang pointed to the pool of blood on the ground and said, "He is already dead."

"Did you kill him?" Feng Luan's pretty face showed a hint of shock and disbelief.

Shen Lang shook his head, and then explained the situation to Feng Luan.

Feng Luan was a little surprised that he could drive the poisonous medicine king to death. She knew very well that a scheming guy like Poison Hand Medicine King would definitely have a trump card, but she didn't expect that she would fall into Shen Lang's hands.

Shen Lang's strength surprised her. Feng Luan could conclude that Shen Lang was definitely not practicing in the secular world, or he had some extremely powerful master.

"Although I didn't let you kill him, but... thank you very much!" Feng Luan hugged her fists towards Shen Lang, her pretty face was slightly unnatural, and Feng Luan also felt that she was losing face by relying on Shen Lang again and again.

"It's okay." Shen Lang said casually.

Feng Luan felt a little pity that the poisonous hand medicine king did not die in her own hands, but he was already dead and the great revenge had been avenged, so she was too lazy to dwell on it.

Shen Lang and Feng Luan returned to Tianjimen again.

The fight was the fiercest near the Tianjimen martial arts training ground. Wang Tiangu didn't know that the poisonous hand medicine king had died, but he was still directing his men to capture Tianjimen.

Without Poison Hand Medicine King, who is in the middle stage of the realm, Wang Tiangu's martial arts has no advantage. Although the three elders of Tianjimen are disabled, they are still in the middle stage of the realm.

Wang Tiangu's face was very ugly, and he felt that he had been tricked by the Poison Hand Medicine King. The Poison Hand Medicine King had clearly told him before that his enemy was poisoned and his strength was greatly reduced, making him easy to control.

As a result, the poisonous hand medicine king was scared away as soon as Feng Luan appeared... Wasn't this a fucking trick to him? Wang Tiangu felt so depressed that he wished he could stab the Poison Hand Medicine King to death.

The situation turned around. The three disabled elders took out some kind of elixir from their arms and poured it into their mouths. Their true energy recovered a little, and they fought harder and harder, gradually gaining the upper hand.

Wang Tiangu's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he was considering whether to withdraw.

Just at this moment, Shen Lang and Feng Luan returned to Tianjimen.

Wang Tiangu is Shen Lang's biggest enemy, and Shen Lang will naturally not let him go.

Arriving at the martial arts training ground in the center of Tianjimen, Shen Lang locked his eyes on Wang Tiangu outside the battle group, his eyes were cold, he raised the blood-drinking knife and rushed towards Wang Tiangu.

When Wang Tiangu saw Shen Lang rushing towards him, he couldn't help being startled and shouted: "Stop him!"

Several martial arts cultivators in the early stages stopped in front of Wang Tiangu.

"Get away!"

Shen Lang shouted loudly, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed down hard to chop Huashan.

"boom!"

The sword energy penetrated the bodies of the first few martial arts cultivators, blood spurted out, and their bodies were torn apart. Shen Lang knocked down the five martial arts cultivators who stopped him with one stroke of his sword energy.

Wang Tiangu's scalp was numb. Shen Lang's strength was indeed different from what it used to be. No wonder he could kill the thunder dragon of Thunder Fortress before.

Seeing Feng Luan rushing towards him, Wang Tiangu had no time to think and shouted loudly: "Everyone, come back and stop these two people!"

Hearing this loud shout, all the black-clothed martial arts cultivators around them rushed forward and blocked Shen Lang and Feng Luan desperately.

"Quick, take me away!"

Seeing a large number of martial arts cultivators blocking Shen Lang and Feng Luan, Wang Tiangu hurriedly shouted to a bodyguard next to him who was in the early stage of the realm.

The bodyguard immediately picked up Wang Tiangu and quickly left the battlefield.

"I want to run away!" Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, raised his knife and chased after him.

Nearly a hundred martial arts practitioners in black blocked Shen Lang's path and attacked him frantically.

Shen Lang waved the Blood Drinking Knife in his hand and used the Seven Killing Knife style. Blood flowed out and each martial artist in black fell into a pool of blood.

Feng Luan also held a soft sword, and the sword energy spurted out from the tip of the sword. The black-clothed martial artists who blocked the way were all killed on the spot. (To be continued)