Kryptonian cultivation, invincibility starts from opening the Demon Suppression Tower

Murong Qing'er and Zhang Yuanshan looked at each other, with a flash of panic and fear in their eyes.

They didn't expect Shen Lang to know their secret and come back alive.

They were worried that Shen Lang would spread the matter and affect their reputation and status.

Zhang Yuanshan let go of Murong Qing'er's hand, walked forward a few steps, and came to Shen Lang.

He looked at Shen Lang and said coldly: "You want to leave here? It's not that easy. If you know our secret, don't think about leaving alive."

Shen Lang looked at Zhang Yuanshan, and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

He didn't expect Zhang Yuanshan to be so cruel and ruthless, and he would sacrifice other people's lives for his own interests.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think I'm afraid of you. I will tell everyone about this and let everyone know your true colors."

Zhang Yuanshan smiled and said, "Do you think you can leave here alive? You are seriously injured now and it is difficult for you to even walk. And this is Wutong County, my territory. Do you think you can escape?"

Murong Qing'er's eyes were as cold as ice. She stared at Shen Lang, and her originally beautiful face showed an extremely ferocious smile at this moment.

She said viciously: "You are still stubborn when you are about to die? Shen Lang, today is your death day, you can't escape!"

Zhang Yuanshan narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of sinister flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Go, take him down! No matter whether he lives or dies!"

As his voice fell, a group of black-clothed men behind him rushed out like ghosts.

They were all agile, wielding cold swords in their hands, with cruel expressions on their faces, like a group of hungry wolves seeing their prey, and pounced on Shen Lang.

There was no mercy or hesitation in their eyes, only coldness and determination, as if Shen Lang was no longer a living person in their eyes, but a target that must be eradicated.

Shen Lang was not intimidated by their momentum, but instead strengthened his belief.

Today it was either you or me, so he had to go all out.

Shen Lang used the Qingfeng Sword Technique and Ruyingsuixing, and his body moved freely among the crowd like a ghost.

The broken sword in his hand was waving, and every swing of the sword could take a life.

Those thugs were not vegetarians either. Seeing that Shen Lang was so powerful, they also used their own skills.

For a while, the whole scene became extremely chaotic, with shouts and screams.

After a fierce battle, Shen Lang finally killed all the thugs.

His body was covered with blood, and his eyes revealed a firmness and indifference.

Murong Qing'er and Zhang Yuanshan stood in place, their faces full of astonishment.

Their eyes were fixed on Shen Lang, and the shock in their hearts surged like a tide.

They really didn't expect that Shen Lang could survive the crazy siege of so many people.

They were a group of extremely vicious and skilled martial artists!

They originally thought that Shen Lang would not be able to escape this time and would definitely die, but the facts before them were like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts hard.

Shen Lang looked at Murong Qing'er and Zhang Yuanshan coldly and said, "In this case, you two can't think of leaving here alive today!"

Murong Qing'er's face, which was originally calm, turned pale as paper in an instant after hearing these words.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her legs seemed to have lost all their strength, and she could no longer support her body. Her legs softened and she fell straight to the ground.

Zhang Yuanshan, who was standing aside, was also extremely frightened at this moment.

His face became extremely ugly, and his terrified expression seemed to have seen the end of the world.

The threat of death suddenly fell on him, and it would definitely be a lie to say that he was not afraid!

His body was shaking violently, and beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

The next moment, unexpectedly, a pungent smell spread out, and a suspicious yellow liquid slowly seeped out from his crotch.

He seemed to have been drained of all his energy and spirit. He frightened and knelt on the ground with a plop, and his teeth kept trembling.

His voice was crying and desperate, begging for mercy: "Shen Lang, oh no, Master Shen, please spare our lives! By the way... I have... I have the sword order of the Tianshan Sword Sect. I offer this sword order with both hands. I only ask the master to show mercy, and not to remember the villain's fault... Let us go!"

As he spoke, he tremblingly took out the so-called sword order from his arms, held it in both hands, and raised it high, as if it was his last straw.

His eyes were full of pleading and flattery, and there was no arrogance and domineering before.

Shen Lang's heart suddenly moved when he heard this.

He knew that the Tianshan Sword Sect was a very powerful sect in the martial arts world, with a great reputation and profound heritage.

If he could really get their sword token, it might be of great help to him in this treacherous martial arts world.

Shen Lang walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand, and took the token steadily.

He stared at the token in his hand and examined it carefully.

The token was of simple texture, and it was indeed clearly engraved with the unique and iconic pattern of the Tianshan Sword Sect. The lines were delicate and exquisite, telling of its extraordinary origin.

Shen Lang frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he raised his head, with a sharp look in his eyes, and said, "Okay, I don't have to kill you. But you must tell me, how did you get this sword order?"

You must ask clearly about the origin of this thing, and you must not be careless. Otherwise, if you are cheated and you don't know, you will regret it later.

Zhang Yuanshan looked horrified, and big beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead. He did not dare to hide anything, and told Shen Lang what happened in detail.

He said with a trembling voice: "Master Shen, this is what happened. One night a long time ago, I was walking on a deserted trail and suddenly heard a painful groan. I braved the sound and followed the sound to find the place. I went over and found a Tianshan Sword Sect disciple who was covered in wounds and was dying. I took him home and asked a doctor to treat him. In order to repay me, the disciple took out this sword token from his arms. Handed to me."

After hearing this, Shen Lang really didn't expect that Zhang Yuanshan would have such a strange encounter.

"In that case, I will spare your life. However, don't do evil again in the future, otherwise I will never let you go. I, Shen Lang, will do what I say."

If Zhang Yuanshan was granted amnesty, he hurriedly kowtowed to thank him and said in a panic: "Yes, yes, I will definitely change my ways and never do it again. Thank you Master Shen for not killing me."

After saying that, he realized that Murong Qing'er was still watching blankly, as if she had lost her soul.

This stinky bitch actually let herself off the hook at the critical moment!

He hurriedly reached out and pulled Murong Qing'er to kowtow together. Murong Qing'er just woke up from a dream and kowtowed with Zhang Yuanshan. His head hit the ground heavily, making a "bang bang" sound.

After kowtowing for a long time, Zhang Yuanshan and Murong Qing'er cautiously raised their heads and secretly glanced at Shen Lang.

Their bodies were still trembling slightly, as if they had not fully recovered from the panic just now.

Zhang Yuanshan looked at Shen Lang with a flattering face and said cautiously: "Master Shen, then...can we leave now?"