Godly Dragon Guard

Feng Luan gritted her teeth and jumped down too.

As Shen Lang's eldest disciple, Li Fei wanted to catch up and have a look, but when he saw Shen Lang, Fengluan and the others jumping off the tall building, Li Fei couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, so he had to give up.

Zhang Mingchen sat on the ground, almost weak from exhaustion. He was too lazy to chase her, and instead waved to Liu Xiaoxiao: "Girl named Liu, help me up quickly."

Liu Xiaoxiao immediately ran over and helped Zhang Mingchen up.

"Uncle Zhang, are you okay?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't fought for a long time and my bones are almost broken." Zhang Mingchen sighed.

"Shen Lang..." Liu Xiaoxiao looked out the window with worry on his face.

"Don't worry, that brat won't lose." Zhang Mingchen chuckled, his eyes showing a hint of sharpness.

Zhang Mingchen brought up Shen Lang single-handedly, so he naturally knew that boy very well. Shen Lang must have been 100% sure of defeating Zhao Jianfei before he said that.

Shen Lang jumped out of the window on the top floor, stepped on the magic light step, and flew down all the way at an extremely fast speed.

With the Qinggong of Wenjing martial arts, this height is nothing. Shen Lang stepped on the wall like Spider-Man and flew down from the air.

Zhao Jianfei and Feng Luan also chased down one after another.

After landing firmly, Shen Lang used the Phantom Light Step, and his whole body turned into an afterimage, running wildly in front and crossing the road.

His purpose was just to lure Zhao Jianfei away and go to a secluded place to kill this guy.

Zhao Jianfei's legs were like small electric motors, and he kept chasing after him, and his speed was not much slower than Shen Lang. After all, he is a martial arts practitioner in the late stage of Wenjing, and his internal strength is full.

The three of them passed each vehicle like sharp arrows, and it was difficult to catch their speed with the naked eye.

Shen Lang went all the way to the west. About five minutes later, he arrived at a hillside near the suburbs and ran into the woods.

Zhao Jianfei followed closely and chased into the woods.

Feng Luan had been thrown far away, and no one was seen for a while.

Arriving at a relatively open area in the woods, Shen Lang suddenly stopped.

Zhao Jianfei also stopped.

The two looked at each other for a while, murderous intent already revealed in each other's eyes.

Because of the fast running just now, both of them were breathing slightly quickly.

"Shen Lang, there is no way you can escape from my grasp today!" Zhao Jianfei roared violently.

"Hmph, who said I was going to run away? Zhao Jianfei, if I don't kill you today, my surname will not be Shen!" Shen Lang's face was extremely gloomy. He would never let this guy go no matter what he said this time.

"What a loud tone. I want to see how you want to kill me today!"

Zhao Jianfei's face was full of evil spirits and he drew out his sword.

Shen Lang patted the storage bag and held the Star Meteor Knife in his hand.

"Storage bag?" Zhao Jianfei was surprised. He didn't expect that Shen Lang even had such high-end things.

For a moment of surprise, a greedy look flashed in Zhao Jianfei's eyes. He thought to himself that this boy Shen Lang must have a lot of good things on him. This storage bag alone was priceless. If he killed this boy first, he would be able to collect the treasures.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, Zhao Jianfei took the lead and stabbed Shen Lang with his sword. The tip of the sword was filled with strong wind, accompanied by the cold sword energy.

Zhao Jianfei felt that he was in poor condition last time and was accidentally defeated by two women. He would not make any mistakes again this time.

Zhao Jianfei was full of confidence in dealing with Shen Lang.

Seeing Zhao Jianfei's sword thrust, Shen Lang did not dodge, but raised the Star Meteor Knife and struck forward.

"Ding!"

The swords collided and sparks flew everywhere.

The powerful force and internal force that both of them struck caused each of them to take half a step back.

Compared with internal strength, Zhao Jianfei actually had the advantage, but Shen Lang made up for the gap with the help of the power of the Star Meteor Knife.

Seeing that he didn't get any advantage with this move, Zhao Jianfei showed a look of shock on his face.

But in his heart, he would never admit that he was inferior to Shen Lang. Zhao Jianfei couldn't swallow this!

"drink!"

Zhao Jianfei's face looked as if he was crazy, and the blade of his sword turned to stab Shen Lang's waist.

Shen Lang set up a seven-kill sword defense.

After fighting for a while, Shen Lang fought steadily. Zhao Jianfei saw that he could not get any benefit, so he threw away the long sword in his hand and used the ice palm to attack.

A hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of Shen Lang's mouth.

Zhao Jianfei's strength was far inferior to that of Ximen Qing, and he had never learned the Xuandun Jue technique, which was too explosive, so Shen Lang didn't feel any pressure.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Shen Lang didn't want to play any more and decided to use a thunder blow to kill Zhao Jianfei.

Shen Lang jumped back first, raised his long knife, and took a stance.

Zhao Jianfei was overjoyed, thinking that Shen Lang couldn't hold on any longer, so he slapped him hard with his palm.

At this moment, Shen Lang's eyes burst into golden light and he performed his fastest move.

"It's snowing all over the sky!"

The Star Meteor Knife in Shen Lang's hand rotated at high speed like an electric fan, and countless sword auras attacked him head and face.

Zhao Jianfei was startled. He could no longer dodge, so he had to quickly strike out with the wind of his palm, trying to block the sword energy in the sky.

Shen Lang's body rotated at high speed with the blade of the blade, and he even jumped on top of Zhao Jianfei's head. Countless blade energy spurted out from the black tip of the Star Meteor Blade and fell from the sky!

"Boom, boom, boom!" Each sword energy carries a huge roar, with astonishing power.

The wind roared in the woods, sawdust flew, and many surrounding trees fell down.

Shen Lang swung the Star Meteor Knife at high speed in mid-air, and Zhao Jianfei below him gradually couldn't resist it, and was hit by the sword energy in various parts of his body.

In just five or six seconds, blood surged all over Zhao Jianfei's body, his white robe was dyed red, half of his robe was shredded by the sword energy, and blood spilled all over the floor.

"impossible!"

Zhao Jianfei's eyes finally revealed a huge sense of fear.

At this moment, Feng Luan arrived at the woods. When she saw this scene, she couldn't help but turn pale and screamed: "No! Shen Lang, stop it!"

Zhao Jianfei's mouth was full of blood, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at Feng Luan in the distance: "Junior sister...save me..."

Zhao Jianfei's previous aura was now gone, and his face was full of fear and unwillingness.

He doesn't want to die! He is the first genius of the Ruyi Sect. He is already in the late stage of cultivation at such a young age, and his future is limitless.

"Shen Lang, stop!" Feng Luan's voice trembled slightly and she ran towards this side quickly.

"Huh!" Shen Lang's eyes turned cold. This time he would not let this woman mess up the situation again.

With a flash of his body, Shen Lang rushed forward and thrust his knife into Zhao Jianfei's abdomen.

"Pfft!" The Xingyun Knife was inserted deeply into Zhao Jianfei's belly.

"You!" Zhao Jianfei looked at Shen Lang in horror, spitting out a lot of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Lang sneered, raised the Star Meteor Knife, and Zhao Jianfei flew into the sky.

"Cut Huashan with a knife!"

Shen Lang suddenly had murderous intent and swung out a huge sword energy, cutting Zhao Jianfei's body in mid-air, like cutting tofu, into two pieces!

Blood rained wildly, flesh and blood fell, dyeing the ground blood red, and the thick smell of blood was nauseating.

The scene was horrific and bloody. Two halves of Zhao Jianfei's body fell to the ground, his limbs twitched twice, and he died instantly. There was a pool of blood on the ground.

"No!" Feng Luan's roar was heartbreaking.

An evil sneer appeared at the corner of Shen Lang's mouth. He waved the long knife in his hand and scattered the blood on the knife. Shen Lang was covered in a lot of blood, and his clothes were dyed bright red by the rain of blood.

Like a bloodthirsty demon from hell. (To be continued)