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: "Do you dare to scold me?"

"I'm in Shen Lang, who is Yun Henzi's disciple, 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 expression.

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 who dares to insult himself in public?

Leng Tianshuang's whole body was trembling. 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, because you are the disciple of Senior Yun Henzi, I, Leng, will forgive you for your shameless words! Next time, remember to be polite!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of murderous intent appeared in Leng Tianshuang's eyes, and a strong warning meaning. According to Shen Lang's temperament, since he had already spoken just now, there was no reason to surrender. He said to the point: "What is a shameless saying? As we all know, my master Yun Henzi is the second most powerful person in Nanyuan. You Leng Tianshuang

He 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 that had just suppressed rose up again, his face turned pale, and he shouted angrily: "So what? The children of the predecessors of Nanyuan Mahayana stage are all at the peak of the spiritual transformation. You are just a late-stage spiritual transformation cultivator.

What qualifications are there to question my words? For those who are just weak, don’t gild yourself! I want to have equal voice with me, so I will wait until you break through the peak of God Transformation." Listening to Leng Tianshuang’s sarcasm, Shen Lang also became angry and laughed in anger: “Hahaha, Master Leng is really arrogant, and I don’t know how much you are? Since you question my master’s strength, we can all be

What do you think about it if you represent your master?”

"Dull? Hahaha!"

When Leng Tianshuang heard this, she smiled disdainfully: "Your garbage cultivation is worthy of a duel with me? I, Leng, didn't want to bully others. If fellow Taoist insisted on doing this, Leng wouldn't mind letting you taste my power!"

Long Quan, who was standing beside him, also sneered at him, thinking that Yun Henzi had taken over 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 was dissatisfied with Leng Tianshuang's arbitrary character, he had to admit that Leng Tianshuang's strength and his magical powers were unfathomable.

"Okay, Mr. Chen wants to learn the tricks of Master Leng." Shen Lang said expressionlessly.

Yu Yao, who was silent on the side, suddenly sent a message to Shen Lang: "Little woman, please don't be angry, Mr. Chen. Leng Tianshuang has great strength, and the tomb of the goddess is about to open. Mr. Don't act irritably, and it's more important to ruin."

"Thank you for your concern to Miss Yuyao. 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 her, she would probably have done the same thing.

Shen Lang flew to a height of 10,000 meters first and expressed his attitude to the duel. "Everyone has seen it. It was not me, Leng, who took the initiative to provoke a dispute today. It was Senior Yun Henzi, the "good disciple", who proposed to fight with Leng. I hope all the colleagues present will be a witness here so that the good guys will misinform and say that Leng Tianshuang is intentionally bullying.

The disciple of Senior Yuyun Henzi."

Leng Tianshuang shouted to everyone, and he pushed his responsibilities completely in a few words. Now he can teach Shen Lang the principles of being a human being with peace of mind!

After expressing his opinion, Leng Tianshuang flew to a height of ten thousand meters, looking 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 he has amazing supernatural powers. 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 Daoist Chen, your cultivation is one level weaker. I will give you a move first so that other monks will not say I will bully you." Leng Tianshuang's mouth showed a trace of contempt and sneer.

"Is that true? Then Chen must take a good look at how you can take my move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang's eyes burst out with his fingers, pinching the Chunyang Sword Technique with both fingers, and countless white light swords flew out above his head, rushing out like a waterfall!

"Remnant Light Sabre Formation!"

With a loud shout, a large number of white lightswords turned into countless violent white sword lights, rushing around Shen Lang like a huge wave, and 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 breathe a cold breath, unable 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.

"The sword light transforms!"

Shen Lang used the sword light transformation of the residual light sword 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!