However, what made Lin Feng and the others' hearts sink slightly was that they saw a ball of light burst out from the chest of the deep blade, blocking Shen Lang's rapid kick. In the end, the deep blade did not fly out, but Shen Lang took three steps back!

"Hahaha, trash, you dare to fight with me. I am in the ninth level of the Martial Arts Realm! And I am wearing black gold iron armor. Even if you use your strength to feed your breasts, you will never be able to break my defense. You still want to fight me? Be prepared to die!" Chen Daofeng tore off his white robe and threw it aside, revealing his black gold breastplate, and laughed wildly.

At this time, more and more people gathered in the forest. Many people saw the excitement here and surrounded them.

Tayun Academy does not prohibit fighting. As long as there is no life, no matter if you fight until the sky is dark, of course, if you break the teaching facilities, you have to pay the compensation, otherwise you will not be able to afford it.

"Oh, Shen Lang is the same. He usually sleeps in the classroom. Why is he so impulsive and dares to fight Shen Biaofeng, who is already in the ninth level of the martial arts realm? Isn't this asking for death?"

"Yes, he can't practice at all. Now he is just the second level of the martial arts realm. Even if Shen Daofeng does not have black gold iron armor, it will be a matter of minutes to kill him. The difference in cultivation is too big."

"This Shen Blade looks fat and big, but it's actually quite silly. Look, this time, I found the time really well. Just as Xue Dingdang's little witch didn't come to the academy, he asked him to catch it..."

Almost none of the people present looked at Shen Lang, because the cultivation of both sides was too different.

If Chen Daofeng takes a step back, he will suffer a loss. The group of people behind him rushed up at the same time, and Shen Lang and the other two could only get beaten.

The more you resist, the more you will be beaten.

Of course, it is obviously impossible for Shen Daofeng to suffer losses. At least he should not suffer losses under Shen Lang. Shen Lang’s waste over the past ten years is not a waste. The “Shen Mai Holy Body” was personally identified by the dean, and it is absolutely impossible to make a mistake.

And as long as the people from Tayun Academy know clearly that Shen Lang has really slept here for ten years, a full ten years!

If such a waste can defeat the sunken blade in the ninth level of the martial arts realm wearing black gold iron armor, unless the sun comes out from the west!

Just as Shen Lang and Shen Daofeng were confronting each other, a girl in silver armor walked past the other end of the forest in the distance. The woman was about sixteen years old and was about sixteen years old. Her thick armor could not cover her slim figure. Her flying blonde hair shone like gold in the sunset. Her fair face and delicate facial features were the kind of beauty that could attract all her eyes everywhere.

However, the indifference like thousands of years of ice on her face is daunting and far away.

"Senior Sister Qinghan, Chen Daofeng is duel with someone over there. Don't you want to go and take a look?"

Ye Qinghan's face remained cold and said, "What's the good thing about a waste who has been promoted to the ninth level of the Liwu Realm with medicine? Who can you beat?"

After saying that, she was about to pass over the girl in front of her. The girl widened her eyes and said weakly: "But... the one who was fighting with him was Shen Lang, the one who was his father who went to your house to propose marriage. You rejected it, the useless Shen Lang!"

"Oh, it's him..." Ye Qinghan's steps slowed down and his eyes moved.

At this time, Shen Lang separated from Chen Daofeng's body again. Chen Daofeng, who seemed to be tired of playing the game of cat and mouse, had his fat body squeezed and became much thinner. A mist-shaped green python appeared behind him. The fierce gale was quickly formed in the mouth of the giant python at this moment!

Several screams of exclamation came from the crowd...

"This guy Chen Daofeng couldn't hold back his anger. He used all his martial soul after just a while."

"The masters of the ninth level of the Liwu Realm actually have to use their martial souls to deal with the waste of the Liwu Realm's second level of the Liwu Realm. If they pass it out, they are not afraid of being dropped by people."

"Shen Lang is finished, with a punch from the ninth level of the martial arts realm, the third level of the Shen family's yellow-level martial arts Domineering Dragon Fist, and the green flames of the martial soul splitting python. Damn, this Shen Blade wants to directly beat Shen Lang to a disabled one move! It's so cruel!"

"What, poor Shen Lang, this guy is stupid enough. He has to show off his strength when facing an opponent with so many differences. This is the end. After taking this move, I guess there will be no such person in Tayun Academy in the future, and it will be useless."

Ye Qinghan in the crowd showed a hint of mockery in his eyes and said coldly: "Although the speed is fast and the strength is insufficient, the opponent's martial soul does not take advantage of the situation to attack when it accumulates strength, but waits for the opponent to accumulate momentum. The two of them have too far apart in their cultivation, and they have to show off their abilities and fight against others. This is not just a waste, this is a fool."

After saying that, she shook her head gently and walked out.

"Senior Sister Qinghan, are you not watching?" the girl said in a daze before.

"What are you looking at? Are you looking at the flesh and blood flying?" Ye Qinghan said without looking back.

"Hahahaha! Shen Lang, are you very shocked and jealous when you see the martial soul behind me? Do you want to taste the power of my martial soul? Now let you see the insurmountable gap between people with martial souls and those without martial souls!" Chen Daofeng laughed wildly and unrestrainedly.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I just want to see the power of your trash martial soul, otherwise how could you make you toss for so long? Do you really think I can't do anything to you in a turtle shell? I only need two fingers to destroy your armor."

"Swish! Shen Lang is probably scared to death. Such crazy words can be said! Unless the black gold iron armor has the cultivation level of the third level of the Qi Martial Realm, who can break its defense with his fist? It would be fine if he had a spiritual weapon in his hand. He dared to speak wildly with his empty hands!"

"This is normal. Shen Blade is in the ninth level of the Martial Arts of the Power, wearing black gold iron armor, and the Sky-Splitting Python martial soul. This is really bullying. It is normal for Shen Lang to take advantage of his words... It's just too pitiful. Now he takes advantage of his words. If he is injured by Shen Blade in a while, he may suffer more."

"It's worth suffering. I'm too ignorant of my life. Facing such an enemy, turning around and running away is the best strategy!"

"Mr. Lang, stop beating, let's run away..." Lin Feng and the others shouted almost in tears.

At this time, the giant python spirit behind Shen Biaofeng had already accumulated momentum, and his right fist flashed with a punch and rushed towards Shen Lang.

At the same time, the green giant python behind him opened his mouth, and a ball of black wind shot towards Shen Lang at the same time.

"I'm so arrogant! You're dead! The third move of the Dragon Fist, the dragon shakes the sky!"

Shen Biaofeng, who is at the peak of the ninth level of the martial arts realm, was indeed extremely amazing. The terrifying fist wind came in an instant with a roar, as if Shen Lang had no chance to dodge!

"What a shitty bull dragon fist, something like a slag, you can move flowers and wood!" Shen Lang shouted lightly, holding his hands round as if he had made a pocket, and it quickly rotated along the huge fist wind. The sharp-eyed man immediately saw a faint aperture formed between his hands, and circled the fist wind into it.

The next second, something surprised everyone. Shen Lang seemed to catch a ball with an invisible pocket, and then sent it to the side very casually!

The fierce fist wind blowing out by the Shen Blade actually turned in one direction and directly hit the group of people following him.

"boom!"

"My God!"

Suddenly, a crying sound of his father and mother echoed throughout the sky. The group of dog legs were immediately bombarded without any warning!

Those who are a little more powerful have only the fifth and sixth level of the martial arts realm, which is several levels different from Shen Daofeng, and they are not wary of it at all.

With this punch, the people in front were immediately seriously injured. Those people vomited blood and couldn't even speak...

Before everyone could react, something even more surprising happened again. As soon as Shen Lang sent out the fist wind, the storm of the Sky-Split Python had already reached a close approach. At this time, he had nowhere to dodge!

However, Shen Lang had to carry out the shock to the end this day. He stomped his right foot on the ground, and the air blew, and the person had already flew back.

Taking advantage of the moment when he opened a little distance from the gale wind, he made an action that shocked everyone!

I saw him turn his fist into a palm, and his hand knife cut the gale with extremely fast speed on the wind ball, as if he was cutting a watermelon with a quick knife...

Then, the terrifying Sky-Splitting Python Gangfeng group was like a watermelon, splitting into pieces in the air, and then disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all!

"What, hell..." Everyone rubbed their eyes desperately, unable to believe what they had just seen.

"It may be that he has practiced such a powerful technique, but the gale wind of the Sky-Splitting Python has the power to tear the black iron, and it is not a real watermelon..."

Ye Qinghan, who had just walked a few steps, turned around in surprise and muttered to himself: "This... is impossible!"

The crowd of onlookers was stunned, Ye Qinghan was stunned, Su Hen and Lin Feng were stunned, and even the Shen Daofeng on the field was stunned.

Shen Biaofeng's fierce attack that had been accumulated for a long time was not to defeat Shen Lang, but to completely destroy him!

Anyway, he is now seriously ill and bedridden, and he is no longer the patriarch. His sister went to Jialan Academy in the imperial capital. If he is disabled, no one will stand up for him...

What he thought about in his mind was just how much injury would Shen Lang be, and the scene where he could beat and scold him and vent his anger after being injured.

There is absolutely no such result as this is not even a possibility!

But now...
Chapter completed!