“It’s nature.

"Shen Lang responded expressionlessly.

Xiao Ling'er showed a hint of panic on her face, and she didn't expect that things would turn out like this.

She could basically confirm that the young man in front of her was Shen Lang.

Even if I want to escape from Duan Jian's entanglement, I cannot use Shen Lang's life as a bet.

Xiao Ling'er felt that Shen Lang might not know Duan Jian's strength very much, so he said such a duel.

She tried how powerful Duan Jian is.

Even when facing the late stage of the Jindan cultivator, Duan Jian has the power to fight.

Moreover, Duan Jian is a man with a harmonious appearance, but in fact he is very narrow-minded and sinister.

Since Duan Jian said such words, he obviously had a murderous intention to kill Shen Lang.

"This senior, Mr. Duan is the son of Daoyang Zhenren of Ziyang Palace, and has amazing supernatural powers.

It is really an unwise move for you to duel with Mr. Duan.

The little woman took back her previous words, I..." Xiao Ling'er bit her teeth and looked anxious.

Before she could finish her words, Shen Lang waved his sleeves and said calmly: "No need to say too much, just watch from the side.

"Duan Jianqi's seven orifices were smoked, thinking, this bitch had never shown a good face to him, and he was so concerned about the safety of this man.

Duan Jian suddenly felt that he was cuckolding on his head, which was extremely embarrassing! A strong jealousy and hatred surged into his heart. He wanted to tear Shen Lang apart, peeled his skin, and drank his blood! "No need to say more nonsense, let's start!" Duan Jian paused word by word, his handsome face was full of evil spirits, and anyone could see the murderous intent in his eyes.

Shen Lang was not panicked at all, but instead smiled and said, "Before the duel, let's talk about the bet first.

If I win, your female companion will belong to me.

If you win, the leaf of Fengyang Flower will belong to you.

What do you think?" "Okay!" Duan Jian said this, thinking in his heart, offending me, do you think you still have life? The monks in the hall looked at Shen Lang with a hint of confusion and mockery, thinking that this person was really ignorant.

With the cultivation level of the Jiedan stage, which beautiful woman can't get it? Why bother to snatch a woman from a master like Duan Jian? Now you have to even have your life.

"Everyone, the trade fair is temporarily suspended. I went to a secluded place with this fellow Taoist to duel.

Friends who are interested can come and watch the battle.

"After saying that, Duan Fei used his spiritual power to spread the restriction on the windowsill on one side of the hall and flew out directly.

Shen Lang followed closely behind.

Xiao Ling'er's pretty face turned pale and turned into a ray of light and flew over.

In the hall, a group of monks in the alchemy stage, looked at me and looked at you, and flew out as well.

The duel between cultivators in the Jiedan stage can be seen without looking at it, and you can also see Duan Jian’s skills.

Anyway, they are melon-eating crowds, so there is no need to worry about too many things.

Duan Jianfei was in front, and his face showed a strong evil spirit.

After a while, the escape light landed on a small hill.

There are barren mountains on all sides, which are considered a secluded place.

Shen Lang and a large group of monks in the Jiedan stage followed, Xiao Ling'er also followed, and everyone landed on the top of the mountain.

"Bitch, I don't care what your relationship with this man is. Today, the Japanese young master will tear him to pieces in front of you! I want to see what expression you, a bitch, will show!" Duan Jian glanced at Xiao Ling'er and sent a message.

Xiao Ling'er felt suffocated and almost fell down, her delicate pretty face full of fear and anxiety.

"Okay, let's start!" Duan Jian turned around impatiently, stared at Shen Lang in front, stretched out his hand, and the purple and golden flames rolled and burned in his hands.

The heat waves of purple yang fire caused the air around to slightly distort.

Ziyang Fire is the second-ranked palace gate of the righteous path, and the secret technique of Ziyang Palace.

This fire has very powerful power, and it is divided into three levels: purple-gold, purple-red, and purple-gray.

Purple and gold are only the lowest level, but their power cannot be underestimated. The power of the attack is definitely not weaker than that of the top-grade fire-type magic weapon.

Shen Lang stood with his hands behind his back, his face slightly solemn.

He used to fight with Liu Kun, who was in the early stage of the Killing Dan, and had a little understanding of some of the abilities of the Killing Dan cultivators.

Now that he has broken through the Dan Killing Stage, the Sword Book has also broken through the fourth level. His strength is different now, and he has the confidence to defeat this man.

"Since the duel is proposed below, Mr. Duan will take action first!" Shen Lang smiled and looked calm.

"Since you want to die, I will help you!" Duan Jian showed his murderous aura. He could not wait to kill this arrogant beast.

Duan Jian pinched his fingers, and the purple-gold fire ball in the heart of his right palm suddenly expanded, soaring into the sky, turning into a purple-gold fire dragon that was more than ten meters long.

The fire dragon turned into a purple light and pounced towards Shen Lang.

"Be careful, this is Ziyang Fire!" Xiao Ling'er shouted sweetly.

Because of her extreme panic, her voice was a little hoarse.

The onlookers of the Jiedan stage also showed a look of fear.

It is worthy of being the first secret technique of Ziyang Palace. The power of this Ziyang Fire is indeed very amazing. Some early-stage monks in the crowd did not have the confidence to fully take this attack.

Duan Jian is really NB. He is useless in magic weapons. He can strike such an amazing blow.

Everyone thought that Shen Lang would die miserably.

But the situation that followed was shocking.

I saw Shen Lang not dodging or avoiding, and waved his hand in front of him with one hand.

"Buzz!" A blue-white sword and shield condensed in front of him, emitting a gorgeous glow.

Since Shen Lang practiced the sword scripture to break through the fourth level, the power of the Pure Yang Sword Technique has been greatly improved, and the sword and shield has changed from the original light green to the blue-white, and its defense has also been surprisingly enhanced.

Seeing that Shen Lang condensed something like a spiritual shield to block in front of him, Duan Jian sneered and looked contemptuous: "Hmph, with a spiritual shield, I also want to block my young master's Ziyang Fire Dragon? It's really a daydream!" Then, an unexpected scene happened.

"Boom!" The purple-gold fire dragon hit the sword and shield, making a deafening roar, and the earth was shaking.

The huge heat wave hit all directions like a hurricane, and the grass around him instantly turned black, and the ground around Shen Lang also cracked into cracks.

The power of Ziyang Fire is indeed very strong. The swords and shields in front of Shen Lang are roaring and trembling, constantly flashing with blue-white light.

After all, he was completely defended against the fire dragon's attack.

After one blow, the fire dragon disappeared and the sword and shield remained intact.

The monks stared at the scene with wide eyes, showing an incredible expression.

The purple sun fire dragon is so powerful that it will be blocked so easily by a blue-white shield? Duan Jian was even more stunned and almost thought he had seen an hallucination.

"This is that Ziyang Fire? Trash!" Shen Lang smiled sinisterly and commented mockingly.
Chapter completed!