"Boy, you are too arrogant, this is our senior brother of the Kunlun Sect!"
A young man behind Shang Yun shouted on the spot.
"What are you calling? It's a dog."
"You are so awesome from the Kunlun sect, do you think we from Longhu Mountain are afraid of you?"
Yuan Lang immediately rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action.
"Hmph! Who do I think you are? It turns out that you are disciples of Longhu Mountain. You don't look too good at all."
Hearing that Yang Chen and the two were disciples of Longhu Mountain, the junior disciples behind Shang Yun all showed mocking smiles.
"Boohoo!"
At this moment, Yang Chen waved his hand, and a black stream of light flashed past.
The pants of the four disciples standing behind Shang Yun all fell off.
Rumeng, who was in the distance, saw this scene and quickly covered her eyes.
"Son of a bitch, who did this!"
Several disciples panicked and quickly lifted up their pants.
"Respect our Longhu Mountain. I haven't taken any of you Kunlun sect people seriously yet."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, stared at the gloomy Shang Yun, and said with a smile: "Have you ever heard of a saying? A good dog doesn't block the way."
"Yang Chen, do you dare to scold me?"
This was the first time that Shang Yun heard someone calling him a dog. He was immediately filled with anger. A huge aura surged from his body, and bursts of spiritual energy entrenched him, like a god of fire.
"Junior brother, this guy's cultivation has actually reached the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm."
Feeling Shang Yun's huge coercion, Yuan Lang grinned and said.
"Junior Sister Zhao Ran and I are in love. I originally wanted to take advantage of Sect Leader Ye's birthday today to ask to marry Junior Sister Zhao Ran."
"But I didn't expect that the bad news about Junior Sister Zhao Ran would come!"
"Originally, I wanted to find an opportunity to go to the secular world and kill you to avenge Junior Sister Zhao Ran. Now that we have met here, let's end it here!"
Shang Yun said, pulling out the silver-white sword from his waist with his right hand, and pointed the sword edge at Yang Chen: "Come, let me see what kind of strength your Longhu Mountain has!"
"Idiot!"
Yang Chen looked at Shang Yun with murderous intent on his face and was speechless.
For a bitch like Zhao Ran to be obsessed with even the top disciple of the Kunlun Sect, she does have some skills.
"What? Don't you dare to take action?"
Seeing that Yang Chen didn't take action, Shang Yun sneered: "If you give up your cultivation now, I can consider sparing your life!"
"This is the Paradise Sect. If you do something here, it might be bad."
Rumeng in the distance was worried about Yuan Lang's safety and quickly tried to dissuade him.
"Kill him, and I will naturally go to Sect Master Ye to apologize. Moreover, I am also trying to save face for the Bliss Sect. Sect Master Ye will not embarrass me."
Shang Yun's eyes were gloomy, staring at Yang Chen as if he were looking at a dead person. Bursts of murderous aura filled the air, covering Yang Chen instantly.
"Junior brother, are you sure?"
Yuan Lang lowered his voice and asked.
"Lao Yuan, just take good care of your girlfriend, it's just Shang Yun."
Yang Chen said lightly.
"Okay."
Yuan Lang understands Yang Chen. As long as Yang Chen says it's okay, it will definitely be okay.
"Boy, my Kunlun sect is the number one qi training sect. Even with your three-legged cat skills from Longhu Mountain, you still dare to go head-to-head with me."
"In that case, then I will send a blood sacrifice to Junior Sister Zhao Ran!"
"Take one of my moves!"
"Pear Blossom Sword Rain!"
The next moment, Shang Yun waved his long sword with his right hand, and hundreds of sword flowers fell from the sky like raindrops, attacking Yang Chen densely.
The air flow in the air oscillated, making a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
Yang Chen did not dare to neglect the sword techniques at the late stage of Qi Condensation Realm.
"Buddha Tiangang!"
Yang Chen squeezed the magic formula with both hands, and suddenly golden light flashed all over his body, Sanskrit sounds trembled in the air, and a huge Buddha statue appeared behind him, quickly covering Yang Chen.
Bang bang bang!
Hundreds of swords rained down, and they all hit the Buddha statue. Except for the slight trembling of the statue, there was no flaw at all.
"So strong!"
"What kind of skill is this?"
Shang Yun's expression changed drastically and he asked immediately.
"If we fight, we'll fight. Why bother asking, are all of you Kunlun sect idiots?"
Yang Chen stared at Shang Yun speechlessly, and grabbed Ling Dong with his right hand. A powerful sword energy burst out from Ling Dong, making Shang Yun not far away feel the suffocating suppression.
"Flying sword! How could you have a flying sword!"
Seeing Ling Dong in Yang Chen's hand, Shang Yun was so shocked that he suffocated.
Flying swords are rarely seen in the Kunlun Sect, so how could they appear in the hands of ordinary disciples.