Chapter 62

Just as Zhao Qi was about to come to Ying Changkong, a figure suddenly flew out of the valley. As soon as the figure appeared, it exuded boundless pressure and blew out with a fist.

The void cracked, and the fierce fist intention shrouded everyone present.

"Who?"

Zhao Qi was shocked and angry.

In the face of sudden changes, the black hearted old man, Yan Tian and demon moon felt the strength of the coming people and fought against them one after another.

Boom!

There was a huge noise throughout the Lianyun mountains, and countless birds and animals fled in panic. Even some martial artists who did not escape from the Lianyun mountains felt the vibration of the ground.

The runner Ming King's Dragon elephant was surrounded by a virtual shadow. He stood in front of Shen Lang and helped Shen Lang carry the aftermath of the fight.

Because of the war with Liu Xiyue, the runner Ming king didn't fully recover at all, so he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood when he resisted the aftershock.

Shen Lang's mouth also left a trace of blood and his face was pale, but he still stood proudly. Gao Jianli and Jing Wuming released the sword idea, which also helped Shen Lang resist some.

"Come on, this man is too strong. We are not rivals."

The demon moon Mingyu's divine skill urges to the extreme, and her whole body looks like glass, but if you look closely, you can see that the demon moon's white Mingyu's real body also has a trace of cracks.

Shen Lang didn't dare to stay. His strongest men were hanged and beaten, so he didn't run quickly.

Then Shen Lang and others did not dare to stay. Under the leadership of demon moon, they retreated outside the valley.

When you make a decision, you will break, but you will be disturbed by it. Shen Lang will not make the mistake of pretending to force, which will lead to a tragic end.

The person who suddenly appeared, dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask, could not see his face at all. He could only see his eyes exposed outside. His eyes were vicissitudes of life, as if he had experienced countless joys and sorrows and hardships in life.

When Shen Lang and others left, the man in black didn't care. He just looked at the sky indifferently and regarded everyone as nothing.

The black hearted old man, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian, looked pale and frightened at the man in black. They were too strong and very strong. The three of them and the unfathomable invitation to the moon didn't shake the man at all. What strength is this? Practice deficiency? Hole empty?

"Within three breath, get out of the valley, or die."

Overbearing, very overbearing, as if the king of the nine gods were talking to mole ants.

The faces of the three were ugly. Although their status was not too high among their respective forces, they were also a bit of status after all. Unexpectedly, they were driven away like animals today, which filled their hearts with humiliation.

However, fortunately, the three were not overwhelmed by humiliation and went up to work hard. None of the people who could enter Huaxu was a fool. Knowing that they would die if they were defeated, they turned around and fled to the valley.

Ying Changkong no longer looks at the sky, but looks at the people in black without expression. After a person's excessive despair, he will have two states: death and calmness, and Ying Changkong is the latter.

With a sad smile, "are you here for that thing?"

The man in black came to Ying Changkong in an instant and looked at him indifferently without a sound.

"OK, I'll give it to you, but I hope you can give me a good time."

Should the sky tremble to stand up and say.

Then Ying Changkong dug out the package hidden under another tree and threw it to the man in black.

The man in Black opened the package and saw the palm sized token. After confirming that it was correct, he nodded and put it in his arms.

"Let's do it." Ying Changkong, carrying his hands, seemed to see through life and death and said calmly.

"You will die, but I didn't kill you." the man in black only said this sentence from beginning to end. Then the man in black rolled up his sleeve robe, instantly appeared outside the valley with Ying Changkong, and threw Ying Changkong to Shen Lang.

"Huh?"

Shen Lang looked at the man in black suspiciously. What does this man mean?

"This is what I owe you. Now give it back to you."

Then the man in black moved and rushed into the forest and lost his trace.

Ying Changkong seemed crazy and laughed wildly.

"Ha ha......"

Shen Lang came to Ying Changkong and sighed.

"May you be an ordinary person in your next life. Don't step into this bloody Wulin."

The palm falls and people die.

With Ying Changkong's death, the task of the system was completed as promised. However, although the prompt sound of the system rang in his mind, Shen Lang was thinking about when he had communicated with the mysterious strong man and made him owe a favor.

"Let's go. Since things have been taken away by the mysterious strong man, it has nothing to do with us."

Things were taken away by that terrible strong man. He believed that no one could get them back.

After the demon moon came out, he whispered to him that the man had no intention to kill them at all, otherwise they would have no hope of survival.

Demon month said so, Shen Lang had a fear in his heart, and then secretly reminded himself that he must not wade in the muddy water at will next time, otherwise there will be an unpredictable crisis, and he will be in danger.

The three of the black heart old man didn't leave. Seeing that the mysterious strong man took the thing away, they stopped staying and turned to leave one after another. However, when the black heart old man left, he gave Shen Lang a cruel stare.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and sneered.

He knew that he had offended the evil spirit cult to death this time, and they were bound to have a war in the future, but it was all in the future. For the time being, the evil spirit cult would certainly not deal with him, because the evil spirit cult would focus on the mysterious strong man. From the action of the evil spirit cult this time, that thing should be very important.

When he returned to Guyan village again, Shen Lang looked at the tranquility and peace in the village and felt relaxed. At that time, the pursuit should be in the sky, and there were many martial artists. He always had a feeling of depression. Now things have changed, and the depression has dissipated.

However, this incident also reminded Shen Lang that the water in Zhenwu continent is very deep, and what he learned is only the tip of the iceberg.

"Village head Xu, I'm disturbing you again."

Shen Lang came to Xu Xing's house. He didn't know what was going on. He suddenly wanted to come and see Xu Xing.

"Ah, Mr. Shen, please come in."

Xu Xing led Shen Lang and others to the stone table in the yard, turned into the house, took out the tea set, and poured a cup of tea for Shen Lang and others.

"Mr. Shen, how's the harvest this time?"

After sipping his tea, Shen Lang said, "there's no harvest. I almost didn't lose my life."

"Oh? Childe Shen's strength is so dangerous. It seems that this time is not easy."

Xu Xing was surprised.

Thinking of the mysterious strong man who suddenly appeared, Shen Lang couldn't help looking at Xu Xing.

With silver hair, coarse linen clothes, bent figure and muddy eyes, Shen Lang always felt that Xu Xing was a little wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Young master Shen, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with you?"

Xu Xing looked down at himself and asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, it's OK. Maybe I'm careless.

Village head Xu won't beg for mercy any more. There are still important things to do. I'll see you later. "

After drinking a cup of tea, Shen Lang stood up and smiled.

On the way back to Pingcheng, Shen Lang frowned and asked, "demon moon, do you feel that xuxing is different?"

The demon moon frowned and thought, "no, it's very common. There's no internal power in her body. She's weak to walk. There's no breath of martial arts."

"Do I feel wrong?"

PS: please brush out your tickets for the new day