Leng Tianshuang was stunned when she saw Shen Lang coming out, but when she heard Shen Lang's last words, his face suddenly became gloomy and said in anger: "Dare you scold me?" "Shen Lang is here, he is a disciple of Yun Henzi, how can you allow you to belittle my master! As a powerful disciple, Master Leng is so uneducated. Who wouldn't you scold you?" Shen Lang laughed loudly and said with a gloomy face.

With this harsh laughter, the monks at the foot of the mountain took a breath of cold air. This man was too brave? He dared to provoke a arrogant person like Leng Tianshuang.

The pretty face under Yu Yao's mask was also slightly moved.

Of course, she was not moved by Shen Lang's sharp words, but was surprised that Shen Lang's cultivation level had reached the late stage of the God Transformation.

My father Zeng Yan, the disciple whom Yun Henzi accepted was in the middle stage of the God Transformation. Now Shen Lang is in the late stage of the God Transformation, and it is estimated that he will improve within these thirty years.

Yu Yao Bingxue is smart. Her father, Yuwei Boy, rarely mentions the matter of the younger generation, but deliberately mentions Shen Lang to herself, which means that his father admires the disciple of senior Yun Henzi very much.

"You... are looking for death!" Leng Tianshuang was furious and couldn't speak even when she was angry. This was the first time someone dared to point at her nose and scold her.

As a Mahayana monk, he has a noble status. Even if he looks at Nanyuan, he is admired by everyone. Among his peers, no one dares not to give him face except evil shadows.

What is this guy? He dares to insult him in public? Leng Tianshuang was so angry that she trembled all over. She couldn't help but want to use magic weapons to kill Shen Lang, but was blocked by Longquan.

"Mr. Leng, don't go crazy. He is the apprentice of Senior Yun Henzi. If you make any trouble, it's not just a joke!" Long Quan hurriedly sent a message.

Leng Tianshuang held back her anger, stared at Shen Lang with gritted teeth, and said violently: "Hmph, this fellow Taoist, I, Leng, will forgive you for your shamelessness in view of you as the disciple of Senior Yun Henzi! Next time, remember to be polite!" As soon as the words fell, a trace of murderous intent appeared in Leng Tianshuang's eyes, a strong warning.

According to Shen Lang's temperament, since he had already spoken just now, there was no reason to give in. He said tit-for-tat: "What is shameless? As we all know, my master Yun Henzi is the second most powerful force in Nanyuan. You Leng Tianshuang actually said that my master is not as good as other powerful people? Compared to here, Master Leng is so arrogant!" Seeing that Shen Lang dared to contradict him, Leng Tianshuang's anger just suppressed surged up again, his face turned pale, and he shouted angrily: "So what? The children of the predecessors of Nanyuan Mahayana are all at the peak of the God Transformation. You are just a late-stage monk in the God Transformation stage. What qualifications do you have to question my words? For those who are just weak, don't gild on your face! I want to have equal voice with me, and wait until you break through the God Transformation peak.

"Listen to Leng Tianshuang's sarcasm, Shen Lang also became angry and laughed in anger: "Hahaha, Master Leng is really arrogant. I don't know how much you are? Since you question the strength of my master, we can each represent our master to have a duel. What do you think?" "Dule? Hahaha!" Leng Tianshuang smiled disdainfully when he heard this: "Just your garbage cultivation is worthy of a duel with me? I, Leng, didn't want to bully people. If fellow Taoist insisted on doing this, Leng wouldn't mind letting you taste my power!" Long Quan, who was beside him, also sneered, thinking that Yun Henzi had accepted some NB apprentice, turned out to be an idiot.

This kid is just a mere cultivation level in the late stage of the God Transformation, and dares to provoke Leng Tianshuang? Although Long Quan is dissatisfied with Leng Tianshuang's arbitrary personality, he has to admit that Leng Tianshuang's strength and his magical powers are unfathomable.

"Okay, Mr. Chen wants to learn about Master Leng's tricks.

"Shen Lang said with a expressionless face.

Yu Yao, who was silent on the side, suddenly sent a message to Shen Lang: "Little woman, please tell me, Mr. Chen, don't be angry.

Leng Tianshuang has great strength and the goddess’ tomb is about to open. Young Master, don’t act irritably, it’s more important to ruin something.

"Thank you, Miss Yuyao for your concern.

This is not an act of impulse, it is just a fight for my master Yun Henzi.

"Shen Lang responded with a voice transmission.

After hearing this, Yuyao knew that she could not dissuade her.

Shen Lang was right. If it were him, he would probably have done the same thing.

Shen Lang flew to a height of 10,000 meters first, expressing his attitude towards the duel.

"Everyone has seen it. Today, it was definitely not me, Leng, who took the initiative to provoke a dispute. It was Senior Yun Henzi, the "good disciple", who proposed to duel with Leng.

I hope that all the colleagues present will testify here so that the good guys will misinform themselves and say that I, Leng Tianshuang, intend to oppress the disciple of Senior Yun Henzi.

"Leng Tianshuang shouted to everyone, and in a few words he pushed his responsibilities completely. Now he could teach Shen Lang the truth about being a human being! After expressing his opinion, Leng Tianshuang flew to a height of ten thousand meters, and looked at each other with Shen Lang, tense.

A large number of monks under the Goddess Peak witnessed all this. Unexpectedly, there was such a good show to watch before the Goddess Tomb was opened. The monks immediately became energetic and seemed to be a little expectant.

Only Xie Ying still closed her eyes and rested, not caring about this farce at all.

Leng Tianshuang is the son of Taoist Bei Leng, a powerful man in the Mahayana period in Nanyuan. All the monks know that his supernatural powers are amazing.

Although Shen Lang is a disciple of Yun Henzi, he is unknown.

Anyone with discerning eyes thinks that Shen Lang is unlikely to be Leng Tianshuang's opponent, and he is just watching the show.

"Fellow Taoist Chen, your cultivation is one level weaker than me. I will give you a move first so that other monks will not say I will bully you.

"A sneer appeared at the corner of Leng Tianshuang's mouth.

"Is that so? Then Chen must take a good look, how do you take my move!" As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with his fingers. He pinched the Pure Yang Sword Technique with his fingers, and countless white lightswords flew out above his head, rushing out like a waterfall! "Remaining Light Sword Formation!" With a loud shout, a large number of white lights turned into countless violent white sword lights, surging around Shen Lang like a huge wave. Half of the sky was rendered pure white by dazzling white light! A overwhelming aura swept across the entire foot of the Goddess Peak.

"Hiss!" The monks at the foot of the mountain couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. It was hard to believe what kind of magical power could exert such a terrifying power.

Even the evil shadow, who had been closing his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and looked into the sky with dark eyes.

Shen Lang did not intend to use a killer move from the beginning, so he decided to test Leng Tianshuang's strength first.

"Sword Light Transformation!" Shen Lang used the sword light Transformation of the Remnant Light Sabre Formation.

Countless white sword lights in the sword formation fuse rapidly, forming white flying phoenixes with a body length of hundreds of meters, with more than two hundred.
Chapter completed!