The sun was setting in the west and it was dusk.
A luxurious horse carriage was moving slowly on the ancient road paved with bluestones.
The horse carriage swayed as Shen Lang sat quietly in the horse carriage. His towering body was unmoving as he held onto a book and read it attentively.
It had been three days since the massacre in Poison City. In these three days, Shenlang had broken through to the Inborn Realm as promised.
The Inborn Realm was actually the conversion of inner energy and Genuine Qi. When inner energy was completely converted to Genuine Qi, it represented the Inborn Realm. Genuine Qi could form a protective layer of Genuine Qi, which was extremely strong. Moreover, Genuine Qi could be released to injure the enemy.
"Little Gao, where are we now?"
Shenlang put down the book and asked plainly.
"Young Lord, we should be at the border of Yunzhou. Ping City is just ahead."
Gao Jianli, who was riding on his Gale Foal, reported respectfully outside the carriage.
"Ping City? I miss it so much. "
Shenlang smiled. It had been about a month since he left the Shen Family. He wondered how the Shen Family was doing now. Had they become the number one family in Rivertown? Was Qing 'er sitting in front of the window every day, thinking about him?
Thinking of Shen Qing, Shenlang couldn't help but shake his head. That girl was like a girl who would never grow up. As long as she was by his side, she would be extremely happy. He wondered what was going on in that little head of hers.
In fact, Shen Qing wasn't just like this when Shenlang had transmigrated. It was the same before Shenlang's transmigration. Although the Shenlang back then wasn't as glorious as he was now, Shen Qing was still very happy when she was with the Shenlang in the past.
Because of Shen Wuming, the Shenlang back then wasn't like the others who suffered humiliation and even the servants dared to bully him. In fact, in the entire Shen Family, only the grandson of the Great Elder, Shen Ming, and Shen Wuhui's son, Shen Teng, would have conflicts with Shenlang.
As Shenlang was reminiscing, a flock of birds suddenly flew out from the forest. Then, the forest shook and three men in black flew out from the forest.
Three shadows surrounded the carriage, one in the front and two at the back. They stared at Shenlang's carriage with overflowing killing intent.
"Who is it?"
With a clang, Gao Jianli and Kim No-myung pulled out their swords and stared at the three of them with vigilance.
"Shenlang?"
The black-clothed man in front of the carriage asked coldly.
"Impudent! Is Young Master's name something you can call out?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a frosty Sword Qi instantly erupted, and an endless chill enveloped the black-robed man.
"Gao Jianli?"
The man in black wasn't an ordinary person either. When Gao Jianli scolded him, he was already prepared.
The black-clothed man waved his hands, and a palm formed by Zhen Qi suddenly pushed out. Suddenly, frost splashed everywhere, and Zhen Qi spread out. Gao Jianli's frosty Sword Qi was shattered by the palm!
From Gao Jianli's attack to the black-clothed man breaking the frosty Sword Qi, the entire process was completed in an instant. When the aftermath subsided, Gao Jianli and the black-clothed man had already exchanged several moves.
Gao Jianli's Frosty Sword was full of Sword Qi, and the black-clothed man's Zhen Qi was revolving. Even the ancient bluestone paved road was shattered by the two of them.
When Gao Jianli attacked, Kim No-myung also attacked. Kim No-myung's attack wasn't as powerful as Gao Jianli's. Instead, it was very strange. From the moment he drew his sword to the moment he attacked, he didn't release a trace of Qi.
It was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark. When it didn't attack, no one knew how terrifying it was.
The long sword in Kim No-myung's hand brought out a cold light. Wherever the sword light passed, the space trembled as if it was about to collapse.
The two black-clothed men didn't dare to underestimate it. They quickly pulled out the long sabers at their waists and faced it.
With two clangs, a small white dot appeared on the sabers of the two black-clothed men at the same place.
When the two men saw the white dot on the sabers, their expressions suddenly changed. They looked at Kim No-myung, who was standing there indifferently, in horror.
To be able to stab two sabers at the same place at the same time, his swordsmanship must be very good. They were afraid that even a Kendo grandmaster couldn't do it.
However, they were all assassins. No matter how strong the enemy was, they had to bite the bullet. This time, the assassination of Shenlang was an order from their superiors. Moreover, when they thought that their superior was here, they calmed down.
From the moment the black-clothed men appeared to the moment Gao Jianli and the others attacked, Shenlang had been sitting quietly in the car. It was as if the battle outside had nothing to do with him. He didn't even put down the book in his hand.
Shenlang wasn't surprised by the appearance of these people. Ever since he left Jiang City, Shenlang had always felt that there was a pair of eyes watching him in the dark. However, he couldn't find the person in the dark and could only wait and see.
Why was there only Gao Jianli and the other man on the way back? He wanted to lure the person in the dark out. Once the person in the dark appeared, he wouldn't be a threat anymore.
Just when Gao Jianli and the three black-clothed men were in the heat of the battle, a majestic aura descended from the sky. This aura was extremely powerful, as if a God had descended.
Boom!!!
Shenlang's carriage exploded instantly. The broken wood of the carriage flew in all directions, like sharp arrows piercing the ground and the surrounding tree trunks.
Shenlang slowly put down the book in his hand. A pair of cold and emotionless eyes looked at the newcomer.
The newcomer was in a black robe. He had a rough appearance and was about 40 years old. His whole body emitted a boundless ferocious aura, which was very terrifying.
The most peculiar thing was that his hands were very big, like palm-leaf fans. From time to time, a wisp of black gas would flash.
The newcomer glanced at Shenlang indifferently and said coldly.
"You are Shenlang?"
Shenlang stood up proudly with the help of his weapon case. He squinted his eyes and said, "Yes, I am Shenlang. Who are you?"
"Guardian of the Hall of Bloody Massacre, Iron Hand, Mad Tiger."
Mad Tiger said indifferently with his hands behind his back.
"It really is you. Just as I was thinking about how to find you. I didn't expect you to deliver yourselves to my doorstep."
Shenlang sneered. The Hall of Bloody Massacre had always been Shenlang's sore point. It was easy to dodge a blade in the open, but difficult to dodge a stab in the dark. No one would be in a good mood if they were targeted by a mysterious assassin organization.
"Humph, since they've found you, it means you're about to die."
Wild Tiger didn't speak any more nonsense with Shen Lang, and directly attacked. He was already giving Shen Lang, a Xiantian junior, a lot of face. If it were anyone else, he would have already killed them with a single palm strike.
A boundless aura enveloped Shen Lang. Creaking sounds could be heard from the carriage beneath Shen Lang's feet. Cracks had already appeared on the ground where Shen Lang was standing.
Shenlang withstood Mad Tiger's pressure without moving an inch. Just as Mad Tiger was about to kill Shenlang, an even more domineering aura rose.
It directly extinguished Mad Tiger's aura. Then, a fairy-like woman in white flew out of the forest.
"Enchanted Moon, kill him."
Shenlang said indifferently.
Mad Tiger frowned at the appearance of the Enchanted Moon. In fact, he knew that Shenlang had an Enchanted Moon by his side. After all, for an assassin organization to be able to form, their intelligence network was definitely not weak.
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