Godly Dragon Guard

The leader, a bald-headed martial arts cultivator, actually had a cultivation level in the early stage of Wenjing. The rest were all martial arts cultivators in the highest stage, most of them in the early and middle stages.

What is more conspicuous is that these martial arts cultivators are also towing a large cart behind them, with seven or eight young girls tied up in the car. Some of the girls are actually martial arts cultivators, but their cultivation is weak, and the strongest ones are only the strongest. Early days.

"Grandpa, who are those people?" The girl pointed at a group of aggressive Yin-Yang martial arts cultivators and asked a little scared.

"Don't worry about who it is, Xiaoyuan, go home quickly!" The old man seemed to be aware of the crisis, and hurriedly took the girl's arm and walked home.

Among the martial arts cultivators of the Yin Yang Sect, the bald martial cultivator who was the leader looked at the girl, and his expression quickly became excited. The girl in front of me looks very innocent. She is probably a young girl. She is not bad looking. The leader will definitely like her.

"You two, arrest that woman quickly!" the leader, the bald martial artist, shouted loudly.

"yes."

Two martial arts cultivators from the Yin Yang Sect strode forward aggressively.

"What do you want to do?" The old man was startled and quickly stood in front of the girl.

"Old man, get out of here!" A young martial artist with a hooked nose yelled angrily. He pushed the old man to the ground and grabbed the girl with his big hands.

The girl was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

Just at this moment, Shen Lang rushed forward and grabbed the right arm of the hook-nosed young man who was about to move.

Seeing Shen Lang suddenly appear, the aquiline-nosed young man was shocked. He wanted to break away from Shen Lang's hand, but found that Shen Lang's right hand was like a big iron pincer, preventing his arm from moving at all.

The hook-nosed young man tried his best to suck, his face flushed, but he still couldn't get his arm to break away even half an inch.

"Boy, you...who are you?" The hook-nosed young man looked at Shen Lang in fear, thinking that this boy's strength was too great. He couldn't see Shen Lang's cultivation level.

Shen Lang glanced at the hooked nose and said calmly: "I also want to ask who you are?"

"Those who know the truth, get out of here!" The martial arts cultivator from the Yin Yang Sect on the side yelled angrily.

"What a loud tone!" Shen Lang sneered and lifted it casually.

"Huh? Ah!" The young man with a hooked nose screamed strangely, and flew out directly. With a "dong" sound, he fell into the pond, splashing out a large amount of water.

The girl hid tightly behind the old man, with a hint of fear on her face.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The martial arts cultivator from the Yin Yang sect next to him slapped Shen Lang on the chest, preparing to regain his position.

Shen Lang raised his foot and kicked the man into the pond.

"Boy, who are you? You dare to interfere in our Yin Yang Sect's business?" The bald man across the pond yelled at Shen Lang.

"Yin Yang Sect?" Shen Lang frowned, not expecting to meet his enemy so soon. To be precise, they shouldn't be considered enemies, but the leader of the Yin Yang Sect is Yang Tongtian's younger brother, so he is definitely not a good person.

"That's right." The bald man thought that Shen Lang was scared and couldn't help but said proudly: "I don't care which family sect you are a disciple of. Outsiders are not allowed to interfere in our Yin Yang Sect's affairs. Get out of here!"

The bald man saw that Shen Lang had good skills, so he didn't dare to speak too harshly, but asked him to retreat when he was in trouble.

Shen Lang was a little unhappy that a bunch of trash dared to yell at him.

Just when Shen Lang wanted to teach these guys a lesson, a group of women suddenly rushed out of the woods in the distance. They were all dressed in fluttering clothes, holding long swords, and looked pretty.

"Master, he is from the Yin Yang Sect!" A woman in green pointed at the bald martial arts cultivator and shouted softly.

"Master, where are the arrested disciples!" A woman in white quickly pointed to the tied girl on the trailer.

The leader of the black-robed woman said angrily: "If you dare to kidnap my disciples of the Emei Sect, you are simply seeking death. Kill all these Yin-Yang Sect people!"

"yes!"

Led by the woman in black robe, a group of female cultivators came towards the Yin Yang Sect and killed them.

The woman in black robe is quite old, already past middle age, but her face is beautiful and her charm is still there. It is not difficult to tell that she must be a stunning beauty when she is young.

The woman in black robe is the head of the Emei Sect and a Taoist nun. She has a very powerful Taoist name, called Master Jue!

He was very awesome when he heard it, and he was also very awesome in the fight. Master Miejie waved his long sword, and several sharp sword energy penetrated the bodies of several Yin Yang Sect disciples behind him. Blood was flowing everywhere. It's called a calm and unrestrained appearance.

"Senior brother, the girls from the Emei Sect are coming to kill you!" A martial arts cultivator from the Yin Yang Sect's face changed drastically, and he yelled at the bald martial cultivator in a panic.

The bald martial artist looked back at the black-robed woman who was coming from behind, and was so frightened that he felt bad.

"Holy crap, it's Master Miejie!"

The bald martial artist's scalp was numb and he ran away.

Hearing the bald martial arts cultivator yelling, the disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect were frightened to death when they heard that it was Master Jue, and they fled in panic.

Just kidding, Master Miejie is a martial arts cultivator in the late stage of Wenjing and has a fierce reputation in Qingfeng Mountain. Wherever they can resist.

Master Miejie led a group of female cultivators from the Emei Sect to slaughter the Yin Yang Sect members crazily. Blood splattered and each Yin Yang Sect disciple fell into a pool of blood.

Shen Lang watched the battle for a while. The sword technique of this exterminator was fierce and powerful. Its strength was really unmatched.

The strong man in black robes he met on the road also told Shen Lang some news about the Emei Sect. This Emei sect is composed of female cultivators, and the leader is Master Jue. He concluded that it was the woman in black robes in front of him.

Not long after, the group of Emei Sect women who chased them had killed all the more than twenty Yin Yang Sect disciples, leaving a mess and blood stains all around.

The old man grabbed the girl's arm and hid behind Shen Lang. The girl was so frightened that she almost shed tears.

With a cold expression on his face, Master Miejie returned the long sword to its scabbard and immediately walked towards Shen Lang.

Master Miejie looked at Shen Lang for a few times first, with a look of doubt on her face. She could not tell Shen Lang's cultivation level, but she could tell that Shen Lang's aura was weaker than hers.

"Who are you?" Master Miejie looked directly at Shen Lang with cold eyes and asked in a rather arrogant tone.

Shen Lang also imitated martial arts practitioners and clasped his fists: "I am Shen Lang, I have no family or sect."

"No school, no sect?" Master Jue was a little disbelieving, and asked coldly: "Then why do you happen to be with these disciples of the Yin and Yang sect?"

"I happened to be passing by here, and I saw someone from the Yin Yang Sect trying to capture the girl behind me. I was about to help, so you guys came." Shen Lang explained.

Master Miejie couldn't help but look at the old man and girl behind Shen Lang.

The old man said tremblingly: "Master Tai, it is indeed this young man who saved us." (To be continued)