"Ah!" Lian Xiu'er screamed in surprise: "It's Brother Nan... Oh, it's Senior Nan!"

Since accepting Shen Lang's ray of death, these people's attitude towards Shen Lang has changed drastically.

Even the mid- and late stage powerhouses in the Emperor Martial Arts Mirror may not be able to have them.

In front of Nansen, I am afraid that the ancestor of the Tianqing Sect now has to be called senior!

Hua Yourong's face turned red, her lips moved for a while, but she didn't say a word.

Qin Xuan and Han Shuangxiao were overjoyed and immediately saluted Shen Lang respectfully.

"Oh, has the Tianqing Sect actually found a helper? That's the kid?"

A middle-aged man in white robe walked out with his hands on his back.

This person was the one who said before that Hua Yourong would join their Xuantian Sect.

From beginning to end, his eyes were sweeping around Hua Yourong's body, extremely presumptuous.

However, this person has the cultivation level of the first level of the quasi-emperor Martial Mirror, so it is no wonder that Han Shuangxiao and the others dare not act rashly.

Han Shuangxiao and Qin Xuan were both in the imperial martial arts realm. Not to mention that there were people from other sects around him staring at him, even if only Jun Luotian from Xuantian Sect was the only one in front of him, he would have been able to take advantage of their Tianqing Sect.

The Tianqing Party was not very concerned about the Tianxing Pavilion, so it was not sent out any real strong people.

Otherwise, why would you be so frustrated?

Jun Luotian, who was wearing a white robe, walked to Shen Lang with great swagger, and his eyes and spiritual thoughts swept around Shen Lang.

"I think I'm very arrogant after hearing what you just now?" Jun Luotian said coldly: "You just asked them where the arrogance and pride of the Tianqing School have gone?"

"I really want to see where your arrogance and pride are!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Luotian's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his divine thoughts condensed into a needle, stabbing Shen Lang's head fiercely!

With his quasi-emperor martial arts cultivation, if this move was made against Han Shuangxiao and Qin Xuan, the two of them would be immediately dispersed by his divine thoughts and turned into idiots!

Shen Lang looked up slightly: "I didn't finish the sentence, so I just used such a vicious move. Do you want to kill me?"

"If you want to kill me, can you tell me the reason?"

Shen Lang's tone was very calm, and it was unreasonable.

After Jun Luotian's divine thought was released, he was as if there was no news in the sea. He was shocked and took three steps back!

As soon as he stood still, Jun Luotian immediately discovered that he had lost his composure and felt very embarrassed. His face was distorted and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do I need a reason to kill you?"

When he said this, Jun Luotian looked like he treated human life as if he was right.

Look at this, he did not attack the people of the Tianqing Sect, but just wanted to have fun playing with the people of the Tianqing Sect and finally kill them.

After saying that, Jun Luotian's eyes rolled and said, "Junior, this is the matter between our Xuantian Sect and the Tianqing Sect. I advise you not to interfere."

"Just in this area, there are not a hundred sects that want to destroy the Tianqing Sect, and there are dozens of sects!"

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want with a few magic weapons that can resist divine thoughts!"

"So that's the case. It turns out that there is no reason to kill someone?" Shen Lang showed an enlightened look: "Let me think about it..."

Jun Luotian immediately laughed proudly: "You should really think about it carefully. I, Jun Luotian, rarely give people such opportunities. Now I will give you ten seconds to consider whether to die with the people from the Tianqing Sect, or to get aside obediently and save your life?"

Shen Lang frowned and said, "You misunderstood what I mean. I mean, I want to think about it carefully and whether to let you go."

As soon as these words were spoken, the noise around them disappeared.

There is silence, and the needle can be heard!

Jun Luotian looked shocked, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

He was stunned for a long time before he reacted...

"What a ignorant junior!" Jun Luotian's face turned gloomy and his breath increased sharply.

Everyone around him could see that, that sentence really angered Jun Luotian!

"I'm in trouble now. Although Senior Nansen is awesome, if the boss is the boss, the trial matter may be ruined by him!" Han Shuangxiao and Qin Xuan cried secretly.

Of course they are not worried that Shen Lang will suffer losses.

A strong man with the Dacheng period's sword intention can crush Jun Luotian with just one idea.

But if you really kill Jun Luotian, you will be furious... All the sects here may take action!

At that time, the hatred between the Tianqing Sect and these sects will be further deepened.

And this trial is probably difficult for the Tianqing Sect to continue.

"Clang!"

Jun Luotian's long sword suddenly unsheathed and pointed at Shen Lang.

"No matter what your relationship with the Tianqing Sect is, the consequences of angering me are only a dead end!" Jun Luotian shouted angrily.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and spit out two words: "Trump."

Jun Luotian was so angry that he trembled all over his body: "Dare you dare to say I am trash? Do you know who I am? Do you know the consequences of what you said!"

Xuantian Sect and the other three sects immediately surrounded Shen Lang and others.

Everyone was murderous, and their aura locked on Shen Lang.

"Don't get me wrong." Shen Lang shook his head and said, "I'm not saying you're trash."

"I mean all of you are rubbish."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in full bloom!

There were only four sects surrounding the Tianqing Sect. After hearing Shen Lang's arrogant words, the sects that had watched the fun before began to surround this side with a gloomy expression!

A series of powerful divine thoughts gathered together, like a mountain, making the Tianqing Sect breathless!

"laugh!"

It was at this moment that Jun Luotian, who was angry and crazy, finally took action!

Amid the sharp sound of breaking through the air, the long sword in his hand stings towards Shen Lang like a dragon, as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder!

"snort!"

Shen Lang stood like a sequel, and when the long sword stabbed his neck, he stretched out his two fingers and gently pinched them!

Jun Luotian, who was in the first level of the quasi-emperor martial arts mirror, had his full strength and was simply sandwiched between his fingers.

Without waiting for Jun Luotian to react, Shen Lang spit out his two fingers and cut off the long sword with a click!

The "Shuiyun Sword" that made people scared, was actually cut off by two fingers?

The group of people surrounding him were all terrified and retreated like a ghost!

At this time, fools know that this person is terrible!

Jun Luotian even spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body swayed and fell backwards, and was helped up by the people from Xuantian Sect.

However, there is never a shortage of self-righteous outlaws in this world.

When the group of people here was so scared that they retreated, a person behind the crowd shook, and had already reached Shen Lang's head and slapped Shen Lang with a palm!

The surroundings suddenly shaking, and circles of sand and gravel suddenly burst out with Shen Lang as the center.

The terrifying sandstorm immediately encircled Shen Lang completely and spun rapidly!

"It's Luochen Sect's 'Sand Waterfall Prison'. Xiao Qingyang, a senior of Luochen Sect, took action!"

Someone exclaimed.

"'Sand Waterfall' is not a small matter. It can refine stones into sand, combine their skills to form a terrifying sandstorm. Senior Xiao Qingyang's cultivation level has reached the fifth level of the quasi-emperor martial mirror. Each yellow sand weighs tens of thousands of pounds, which can definitely erase the arrogant boy!"

At this time, Xiao Qingyang fell to the ground and laughed wildly.

His sleeves were like the wind, and were swelled up by the strong wind, and his hands were constantly changing.

Under his control, the sandstorm began to narrow the scope and squeeze towards Shen Lang.

Not only does the range of the sandstorm begin to shrink, but it also rotates faster and faster, making a sharp and harsh sound of breaking through the air!

Everyone outside, even those with strong spiritual consciousness, could no longer see Shen Lang's appearance inside.

"Ignorance, I will use this 'Sand Waterfall Prison' to grind you into ashes. I can see if you can still protect the people of the Tianqing Sect!" Xiao Qingyang shouted violently, and seals penetrated into the sandstorm one by one.

The sound of metal friction was constantly coming from the sandstorm.

At this moment, Shen Lang's voice came from the sandstorm: "Have you played enough? If you played enough, it will be my turn?"

Xiao Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then his face changed, and he flashed and wanted to escape!

At this moment, the terrifying sandstorm seemed to be split by a magic knife and turned into two halves.

Continuous, deafening, and thunderous explosions kept ringing.

When people reacted again and looked at the sky, they couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning!

Just above the void, Shen Lang pinched Xiao Qingyang's neck like a chicken...

Xiao Qingyang, the quasi-emperor martial mirror fifth-level heavenly powerhouse of Luochen Sect, not only did not hurt this strange young man at all, but he didn't even escape, and was directly pinched his neck!
To be continued...