"How dare you!"
Suddenly, a loud roar sounded from afar when Shenlang killed Shen Wan 'er.
An old man who was over sixty years old was rushing over at full speed.
The old man's face was filled with anger. His eyes were like a ferocious beast that was about to devour someone.
"Shen Wen." He was the Great Elder of the Shen Family.
Shen Wen had rushed over when he received the news. He knew how strong Shenlang was. After all, even Shen Wuhui couldn't take advantage of Shenlang, let alone others. Especially after Shenlang's subordinates had joined him. Although Shenlang rarely appeared in front of others, Shen Wen knew that Shenlang wasn't someone who would swallow his anger.
He didn't expect that he was still one step too late. Shen Wan 'er and Shen Wan' er still met with misfortune.
Shen Wen didn't say anything and sent a palm strike towards Shenlang from afar.
As a Xiantian master, Shen Wen's palm strike was filled with anger. In an instant, his aura soared to the sky.
The robes of the Shen family's disciples fluttered uncontrollably.
Shenlang squinted his eyes and looked at the rainbow palm strike. His expression didn't change.
Gao Jianli, who was beside Shen Qing, shook his palm.
The golden saber and black sword in the weapon box flew into the sky and shot towards Shen Lang.
Shenlang stretched out his hands and the golden saber and the black sword fell into his hands.
"Saber and Sword Double Kill."
He raised the golden saber high and pointed the black sword at the ground. He slashed towards the palm strike.
"Boom!"
The golden saber and the palm strike collided. Shenlang's body spun backwards.
When he passed by a stone lion in front of the Scripture Depository, Shenlang waved his black sword. The stone lion shot towards Shen Wen like a cannonball.
Shen Wen didn't expect Shenlang's internal energy to be so strong. He could actually use the recoil to send the stone lion flying.
"Bang!"
The stone lion broke into pieces and the gravel flew in all directions.
The surrounding members of the Shen Family quickly dodged. Those who were slow to react were hit by the broken stones. They spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.
Amidst the flying debris, Shen Wen rushed out and sent another palm strike at Shenlang.
Shen Lang's eyes flashed. This was his first time fighting with a Xiantian martial artist, so he didn't dare to be careless. The golden saber and the black sword in his hands danced rapidly.
There was a sword within a saber, and a saber within a sword. It was clearly a saber, but it used the moves of a sword, while the sword used the moves of a saber.
Shen Wen was momentarily blocked by Shenlang's strange martial arts.
The two of them were evenly matched in the field, which made the Shen Family's disciples widen their eyes.
Shenlang's ferociousness made the hearts of the Shen Family's disciples tremble.
A Houtian Expert fighting against an Innate Expert. This kind of scene that could only be seen in legends had actually appeared in front of their eyes.
At this time in the field, Shenlang was expressionless. The golden saber and the black sword flew up and down, making Shen Wen unable to move an inch forward.
Shen Wen's eyes flashed. This man's martial arts were so high. Shenlang became more and more frightened as the fight went on.
His strength was obviously stronger than Shenlang's, but he couldn't gain the upper hand.
Shenlang's strength didn't change. What changed was his understanding of martial arts. The system did pass the martial arts to Shenlang with full proficiency, but the essence of it depended on Shenlang to understand it himself.
For example, the 49 moves of the Saber and Sword Double Kill were created by Dugu Yihe himself. Without Dugu Yihe's teachings, others would never be able to grasp the essence of it.
Although Shenlang could freely use the 49 moves of the Saber and Sword Double Kill after the system's transmission, he still needed to understand the essence of martial arts by himself.
Just like Tai Chi, everyone knew that it was created by Zhang SanFeng. The main melody of Tai Chi was to use softness to conquer hardness, using slow to fight fast, but how many people could reach Zhang SanFeng's realm? This was the essence of martial arts.
After this fight, Shenlang was able to display the power of the 49 moves of the Saber and Sword Double Kill.
In the past, he had copied it, but now he was able to display the power of the 49 moves of the Saber and Sword Double Kill.
Shenlang's eyes flashed. The golden saber and the black sword in his hands seemed to be displayed by two people, attacking Shen Wen from different angles.
When Shen Wen waved his hand to block, the golden saber and the black sword suddenly changed their moves. Originally, the sword used the saber move, and the saber used the sword move, but suddenly it changed back to normal. The saber was the saber, and the sword was the sword.
This sudden change caught Shen Wen unprepared.
The black sword stabbed forward, and the golden saber slashed horizontally.
With a puff, two wounds appeared on Shen Wen's shoulder and chest.
Bright red blood slowly flowed down.
Shen Wen's figure quickly retreated, his eyes staring at Shenlang.
He did not expect Shenlang to be able to force him into such a sorry state.
A month ago, Shenlang was simply a dispensable existence in the Shen Family.
Later, when he suddenly injured his grandson, Shenlang, he only thought that Shenlang had used some underhanded means. Moreover, he did not care about the fight between the younger generation. Only the confrontation between Shenlang and Shen Wuhui had slightly attracted his attention.
However, after investigating, he found out that it was done by two warriors who had sought refuge with Shenlang, so he did not care. After all, the Xuan Ming Elders were only at the peak of the Postliminary Realm. In the eyes of an Innate Master, they were nothing.
However, today, Shenlang's domineering and strength finally made him take him seriously. Furthermore, he took him seriously. A person who could put him into such a sorry state was definitely not simple.
Without even looking at the wounds, Shen Wen said coldly, "Shenlang, don't you think that you have gone overboard by killing two Deacons of the Shen Family because of a maid?"
Shenlang smiled disdainfully, "In this world, there is no such thing as going overboard. There is only strength."
"Without strength, you can't go overboard even if you want to. With strength, even if you have mountains of corpses and thousands of miles of scarlet land, no one will say a word."
"Back then, didn't Great Emperor Qianwu step on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to reach the altar? Until now, who would say anything bad about Great Emperor Qianwu? "
Shen Wen was stunned by Shenlang's domineering words. He then mocked, "Then you mean that you can stand shoulder to shoulder with Great Emperor Qianwu?"
"Haha …"
Shenlang looked up to the sky and laughed, "Great Emperor Qianwu can't be compared? Can't be compared?"
"I, Shenlang, dare not say that I can surpass him, but I will definitely not be worse than him."
"Arrogant!"
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