Of course, it was impossible for Mad Tiger to know that the Enchanted Moon had already broken through to the Void Transformation Stage. When Shenlang and the rest entered the Lifeless Mountain Range, the person who was secretly watching Shenlang could not enter at all. Shenlang and the rest had the antidote pill brought by Zhao Qi, which was why they were able to stay in the Lifeless Mountain Range for a long time.
When the Enchanted Moon came out, she had already transformed into Meng Po, so it was impossible for that person to know that Meng Po was the Enchanted Moon. Furthermore, that night when the Hades massacred the seven great powers, the person in the dark did not dare to go over and watch. That night, the Hades was extremely brutal and bloody, and not a single person from the seven great powers was left alive.
Even the mansion was burned to the ground. After the Hades left, no one dared to investigate. It was only on the morning of the second day that the martial artists of Poison City dared to go forward to investigate.
"You are the Enchanted Moon?"
Mad Tiger asked in surprise.
"What is it? "I'm very surprised."
The Enchanted Moon looked coldly at Mad Tiger and said indifferently.
"Hmph, so what if you have advanced to the Void Transformation Stage? Back then, the Chen Family's Void Transformation Stage elder was also killed by me, Mad Tiger, not to mention you, a mere junior who has just advanced to the Void Transformation Stage."
Mad Tiger looked at the disdainful face of the Enchanted Moon and became angry.
With that said, Mad Tiger had already made his move angrily, his fan-like hand fiercely grabbing towards the Enchanted Moon.
The Iron Refining Hand was an early stage Earth Level martial skill. When it was used, it was incomparably tyrannical. It was said that if one practiced it to the extreme, they would be able to take on the Divine Armament with their bare hands.
The moment he made his move, a giant hand formed from Innate Qi came crashing down.
Shenlang flew up and distanced himself from the battlefield to avoid being affected by the battle between the two.
The Enchanted Moon's Bright Jade Technique erupted in an instant. She gently waved her jade-like palm. Her palm was like a resplendent colored glass. It met the Mad Tiger's Zhen Qi giant hand head-on. Although the Enchanted Moon's palm was incomparably petite, its momentum was not the slightest bit weak.
Boom!
Enchanted Moon took a step back, and Mad Tiger couldn't help but take a step back as well.
Mad Tiger looked at the Enchanted Moon in shock. He never thought that this Enchanted Moon, who had just entered the Void Transformation Stage, would actually be able to fight on par with him.
Mad Tiger was at the peak of the Void Transformation Stage. Although he was in the same realm as the Poison City's Sha Feilong, his actual fighting strength was much stronger than Sha Feilong's. Whether it was his background or his martial arts techniques, Mad Tiger was stronger than Sha Feilong.
But even so, he was only able to fight to a draw with the Enchanted Moon. How could he not be shocked?
However, this also aroused Mad Tiger's ferocity. To be able to become a Protector of an assassin organization, Mad Tiger had to rely on killing his way up. And the battle that year when he killed the Chen Family's Void Transformation Stage Elder, was the battle where Mad Tiger was promoted to Protector.
If he could kill the Enchanted Moon today, when he returned to the Blood Slaughter Hall, he might even become a guest elder.
"Kill."
With a boom, the Enchanted Moon and Mad Tiger engaged in an intense battle.
At this time, Gao Jianli and Kim No-myung also gained the upper hand, completely suppressing the three black-clothed men.
Just as Shen Lang was watching from afar with relish, a voice came from behind him, "Are you Shen Lang?"
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and slowly turned around. What he saw was a handsome young man wearing a red robe.
The young man held a long sword in his hand. He was around twenty years old and his entire body was filled with fighting spirit. His eyes were bright as he stared at Shen Lang.
"Oh!" And who are you? "
Shen Lang nodded and asked.
"My name is Xue Li, the Young Hall Master of the Blood Slaughter Hall, ranked 107th on the Mortal Ranking."
Xue Li said coldly. When he mentioned the Mortal Ranking, Xue Li could not help but provoke Shen Lang.
"107th on the Mortal Ranking?"
Shen Lang touched his chin and looked at Xue Li with interest. He jokingly said, "Is it very high?"
"Humph, a frog at the bottom of a well. The Mortal Ranking has a total of 150 Xiantian experts in the Zhenwu Continent. Among them, the Xiantian warriors above the age of 50 are excluded. The rest can enter the Mortal Ranking. Among these people who are qualified to enter the Mortal Ranking, 150 will be selected. Do you think it's high for me to be ranked 107th?"
Xue Li said disdainfully.
"Oh, so that's how it is. You're really not high."
Shen Lang said infuriatingly.
"Puff!"
Xue Li almost vomited blood because of Shen Lang. He then angrily roared, "You frog at the bottom of a well, how can you know the power of us Mortal Ranking experts?"
After roaring, Xue Li slowly suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Well, don't talk nonsense. Even if I explain it to you, you won't have the chance to enter the Mortal Ranking. Because today, you will die under my sword."
"Do you know what is extreme in the sword and sincerity in the sword?"
Shen Lang did not care about Xue Li's murderous intent and Ling Ran's words. Instead, he suddenly said something baffling.
"What is extreme in the sword and sincerity in the sword?"
Xue Li stopped halfway through pulling out the blood sword and asked with a frown.
Shen Lang opened the weapon box and slowly pulled out the black sword. He said indifferently, "There are many Dao of the Sword. Some people enter the sword with their emotions, and some enter the sword with their killing. Looking at your sword, you should be entering the sword with your killing, right?"
"Hmm, so what?"
Xue Li said coldly.
"Yes, entering the sword with your killing is indeed powerful. It is also a shortcut to enter the Dao of the Sword quickly."
Shen Lang pulled out the black sword and lightly flicked the blade. He said, "But there is an even stronger way to enter the sword."
"What way?"
Xue Li frowned and said.
"That is to be emotionless. If the heavens have emotions, they will grow old. If a man is emotionless, he will be a king."
Buzz!!!
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang's black sword appeared in front of Xue Li like a bolt of black lightning.
Xue Li narrowed his eyes and unsheathed the blood sword in his hand. A torrential river of blood rushed out of the sword and swept toward Shen Lang.
This blood sword was forged by Xue Li's father by chance from an ancient battlefield blood stone.
The ancient battlefield blood stone was a stone that had been stained with the blood of a powerhouse. Because of this, this stone had become a peerless treasure. Xue Li's father had high hopes for Xue Li. He believed that Xue Li would definitely become a powerhouse of his generation. Thus, he spared no expense to find a famous blacksmith to forge this blood sword.
And Xue Li did not disappoint him. Relying on the blood sword's special characteristics, Xue Li charged into the Mortal List step by step. He was only at the early Xiantian realm, but he had reached the 107th position on the Mortal List. Xue Li's achievements attracted the attention of many powerhouses.
There were countless Xiantian powerhouses under the age of 50 on the Zhenwu Continent. And of these people, the top 150 were all extremely talented. But even so, Xue Li had still reached the 107th position. Just how terrifying was his strength?
The moment the blood sword was unsheathed, Shen Lang's expression changed. This blood sword was too powerful. Just by looking at its aura, Shen Lang knew that this blood sword was at least an Earth-grade weapon.
And his black sword was only a Yellow-grade weapon. If it were to clash with the blood sword, it would probably be destroyed in a single move.
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes. With a flip of his wrist, the black sword changed direction and stabbed towards Xue Li's dantian.
Clang! The black sword tip touched the blood sword and a metallic sound rang out.
Shen Lang looked at the black sword tip with an ugly expression. At this time, the black sword tip was already slightly bent.
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