Godly Dragon Guard

The fight was about to break out, and Shen Lang also pulled out the Meteor Sword.

Although the Murong family has many masters, Shen Lang is not a fool. He feels that even if he is unable to defeat them, the problem of escape is still not big.

Ouyang Changfeng didn't feel any pressure. He wanted to fight well first. If he couldn't defeat him, he still had a few Five Elements Talismans.

Just cast a talisman at will and you can instantly kill all the martial arts cultivators of the Murong family.

Just when both sides were about to take action.

"Stop being so arrogant in the Murong family!" A loud shout came from the woods to the east.

Li Qing led a group of Tianjian Sect disciples through the woods and ran towards Shen Lang.

"Nephew Shen Lang, we are here to help you!" Almost at the same time, Yi Tianfeng also led a group of Yi family elders and rushed from the woods.

Upon seeing this, the faces of the martial arts cultivators from the Murong family turned gloomy. The leader, Murong Feng, said coldly: "Tianjian Sect and the Yi family, are you coming to disrupt the situation?"

"Nonsense, if you want to attack Brother Shen Lang, you must first pass our Tianjian Sect!" Li Qing shouted.

"Yes! The Murong family, what are your abilities to bully others with your power!" A group of martial arts cultivators from the Tianjian Sect shouted.

The Tianjian Sect's outlook on life is relatively upright, and they hate evil as much as they hate it. Shen Lang is their savior. Now that Shen Lang is in trouble, they certainly won't be shy.

"Shen Lang is from our Yi family. If you dare to touch him, our Yi family will fight you until death!" Yi Tianfeng led the Yi family's transformation realm martial arts cultivators and rushed over.

Soon, the martial arts cultivators from the Yi family and the Tianjian Sect rushed to Shen Lang's side and started a tense confrontation with the martial arts cultivators from the Murong family.

But the number is still one-sided. The Yi family and Tianjian Sect have about eighty martial arts cultivators in total. The Murong family has more than two hundred martial arts cultivators.

The large crowd of martial artists in the woods were stunned again. Things seemed to be getting more and more complicated. Even people from Tianjian Palace and the Yi family were attracted.

Murong Feng was furious and said: "You are so courageous! How dare you underestimate our Murong family?"

"Uncle, why are you talking so much nonsense? They are just a bunch of clowns. Kill everyone who dares to go against our Murong family!" Murong Jun said angrily.

Shen Lang chuckled: "Murong family bastards, I see you are in such high spirits. How about a duel to warm up first? Murong Jun, you didn't want to compete with me before, but there are so many people here watching, I will give it to you How about a chance?”

"Okay, it's just what I want!" Murong Jun gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. He has long been eager to prove that he is the number one genius in Linhai Tianshan, and Shen Lang is just a bastard!

Murong Jun was about to step forward, but Murong Feng held Murong Jun back: "Jun'er, don't be provoked by him! This kid has a high-grade holy weapon, it's hard for you to be his opponent."

Shen Lang said sarcastically: "I promise, no swords or any weapons will be used in the duel! Murong Jun, I will fight you with my bare hands. If I lose, I will let your Murong family handle it! Murong Jun, if you can't even do this I don’t dare to agree, I really don’t know if you are still a man.”

Murong Jun was furious: "How could I, Murong Jun, be afraid of you!"

"If you have the guts, come on." Shen Lang glanced at Murong Jun, assuming a provocative stance.

Murong Jun had always been conceited, so naturally he couldn't stand Shen Lang's provocation, so he strode forward regardless of Murong Feng's obstruction.

"Huh, there's something good to watch!" Li Qing sneered, thinking that Murong Jun was really a retard.

Murong Feng's face darkened, this Murong Jun really didn't listen to the lesson. The main reason is that Murong Jun is the son of his ancestor. Even if Murong Feng is dissatisfied, he does not dare to act too much.

Ouyang Changfeng came to Shen Lang's side and said: "Brother Shen, you should have faced the martial arts cultivators from the Paradise Palace before. Are you seriously exhausted? How about I fight this battle for you?"

Shen Lang waved his hands and said, "It's okay. I don't even pay attention to a bunch of bastards from the Murong family. What's more, the dandy young master in the bastard family still poses no threat to me. I, Shen Lang, can deal with this kind of trash with my bare hands!"

Shen Lang spoke very loudly, fearing that the Murong family wouldn't be able to hear him.

"Child Shen Lang, how dare you be so arrogant!"

"If you dare to insult my Murong family, you are seeking death!"

The martial arts cultivators of the Murong family were all furious and their eyes widened with anger.

Murong Jun's face twisted in anger: "Trash? I want to see who is the trash! Uncle Murong Feng, let me go, I want to teach this Shen Lang a lesson!"

"Elder Murong Feng, let Murong Jun compete with Shen Lang."

"Yes, this Shen Lang is too arrogant!"

The martial arts cultivators of the Murong family showed furious expressions and spoke to Murong Feng one after another.

Murong Feng was actually worried about Murong Jun's safety. After all, Murong Jun was the ancestor's son. If anything happened, his head might be in danger.

But then I thought about it, Murong Jun had four holy weapons and two defensive holy weapons. No matter how deceitful Shen Lang was, he should not be a threat to Murong Jun. Murong Jun is extremely talented and should be given some experience. Overprotection will be detrimental to his growth.

"Shen Lang, you just said that if you lose, you will be at the mercy of our Murong family. People from the Tianjian Sect and the Yi family are not allowed to interfere anymore!" Murong Feng glared at Li Qing and Yi Tianfeng.

"Of course it is." Shen Lang said loudly.

"Okay, if Shen Lang loses, we will no longer interfere in this matter." Seeing Shen Lang being so confident, Li Qing expressed his stance directly.

"Let's decide like this!" Yi Tianfeng also nodded.

"Okay, Jun'er, go to Shen Lang to compete and give your best, so that my uncle can see your current strength!" Murong Feng said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" Murong Jun grinned wildly, and then shouted angrily at Shen Lang: "You bastard named Shen, I, Murong Jun, want to make it clear to you today who is the number one genius in Linhai Tianshan!"

Shen Lang shrugged and walked forward unhurriedly. He simply wanted to use this duel to kill Murong Jun directly and give the Murong family a big gift first!

The Murong family martial arts cultivators, as well as the Tianjian Sect and Yi family martial arts cultivators, all moved back a little to make room.

"Hurry up, how about I give you three moves?" Shen Lang said with disdain.

"I will definitely make you look good." Murong Jun showed a ferocious look on his face, and immediately took out six white jade daggers from the storage ring and threw them into the sky, circulating his energy.

In an instant, six daggers seemed to have wings, surrounding Murong Jun with extraordinary momentum.

"Six Meridians Divine Sword!"

The people watching looked shocked.

The Six Meridians Divine Sword is one of the five heaven-level advanced techniques in Linhai Tianshan. No one has learned it for nearly a thousand years. How could Murong Jun learn this extremely difficult technique?

Shen Lang couldn't help but show a look of surprise. Murong Jun could actually control six daggers at the same time. This required extremely strong control of Qi, and he was indeed a gifted person.

"Yes, it is the Six Meridians Divine Sword!" Murong Jun said proudly.

"I didn't ask you, there's so much nonsense, hurry up and take action." Shen Lang said disdainfully.

Murong Jun's face was ferocious, his huge anger had been suppressed for too long, so he used all his strength to attack Shen Lang's head, chest and lower abdomen with three daggers.

Shen Lang's expression changed slightly. Murong Jun was really not an embroidered pillow. He could draw the sword as fast as the Thirteen Deadly Swordsmen, and he could control the direction of the sword hilt without using his hands. This martial skill was truly astonishing. (To be continued)