Chapter 315

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Just after the sword Saint killed Lin Xingyun, the curtain of Shen Lang's carriage was slowly lifted, and a white long gown with an extremely handsome face appeared in front of the people.

Shen Lang stood on the carriage and glanced at the people lightly, "kill."

Boom!!!

As Shen Lang's voice fell, all the fighters immediately flew up from their horses, took out their swords and rushed towards the people of Lingyin sect.

At this time, the martial arts practitioners of the Shen family are as powerful as a rainbow. In addition, most of them are casual martial arts practitioners. They have experienced the training of life and death and shocked people's hearts and souls.

Because of Lin Xingyun's tragic death and some disciples with little Jianghu experience, Lingyin sect was killed and injured everywhere in an instant.

Scattered martial arts practitioners may not be as good as the disciples of Lingyin sect, nor as high as the disciples of Lingyin sect, but they are ruthless. Sometimes they know they will die and have to give a fatal blow to the disciples of Lingyin sect.

The two sides jumped vertically and horizontally in the chaotic battlefield, and the experts shuttled back and forth. For a time, people shouted and horses hissed, which was very chaotic.

Seeing the tragic death of his sect disciple, Jun Mo smiled and bared his desire to crack. His eyes were red with blood and roared. He rushed into the battlefield in an instant. With a wave of his palm, boundless Qi erupted, and the scattered martial arts practitioners of the Shen family were killed and injured.

Just as Jun Mo smiled and was ready to do it again, a voice came out of the crowd.

"Your opponent is me."

Yuan Zhenyang separated the crowd and appeared in front of Jun Mo's smile. His eyes glittered with mysterious momentum, which made people palpitate.

Jun moxiao is also an immortal Wuqiang, but like Lin Xingyun, he is also an immortal wuxiaocheng.

According to the strong, Lingyin sect is even worse than the twenty-one forces, because most of the Xianwu strongmen of Lingyin sect break through after the change of heaven. Unlike the twenty-one forces, there are several Xianwu universities in Chengdu, while there are only two Xianwu Dacheng of Lingyin sect. They have been living on the resources of Lingyin sect. Until now, their bodies have long been in their old age, I'm afraid it won't take long to sit down.

Besides, the strong ones of Lingyin sect's immortal Wu Xiaocheng are not real people, but only Jun moxiao and Lin Xingyun. Therefore, Shen Lang doesn't have much scruples. If Lingyin sect is replaced with three gates, he may have to weigh them. After all, the three gates are the real power, not the bottom card. The strong ones of Guangxian Wu Dacheng are not the Shen family can compete, There are also elite disciples under the sect. Those disciples of the Taoist sect have sufficient Jianghu experience, even more than casual martial arts practitioners.

This is the gap between Lingyin sect and big forces. The inside information is not as good as big forces, and their strength is not as good as big forces, so they have become stepping stones for the Shen family.

Yuan Zhenyang pinched the seal and suddenly slapped Junmo with a smile.

This palm instantly pushed the surrounding fighters aside and emptied the space between them.

Jun Mo smiled and looked dignified, followed by a punch. As the leader of Lingyin sect, he was certainly not weak, and even Lin Xingyun was much worse than him.

The two men's attacks collided, and the ground under their feet cracked inch by inch, like a spider's web, spreading around.

Boom!!!

An afterwave radiated around, and some nearby warriors were killed by the afterwave in an instant.

"Let's go to the sky."

Jun Mo smiled and said with heartache when he saw his disciples die miserably in the aftermath of his relationship with Yuan Zhenyang.

It is difficult for Lingyin sect to recruit disciples. Every year, they go down the mountain to choose their own disciples, and they have to guard against the pressure of 21 forces. Over the years, they have accumulated more than 1000 disciples. Therefore, each disciple is their root and can't lose too much here.

However, depending on the situation of the war, it is difficult to preserve our strength. We have to start on the line. It has been fought like this, and no one can retreat.

Shen Lang leaned on the weapon box and exuded a domineering spirit in the sky. He stood quietly on the carriage and looked down on the whole battlefield. He didn't mean to do anything, because he was waiting for the real strength of Lingyin sect.

Now the two sides are just a prelude, and the real war is still behind. The immortal warrior of Lingyin sect has not made a move, so the battle has not yet reached white hot.

The strength of the Shen family is still poor after all. Once yuan Zhenyang and Jiansheng are dragged down, the high-level combat power will be stretched out immediately. Therefore, he is ready to take action this time. He once again announced to the world that he Shen Lang has risen.

At this time, the battlefield is divided into several small battlefields, including the battlefields of demon moon and elder Dongxu of Lingyin sect, as well as the training battlefields of Gao Jianli and Jin Wuling. The most attractive battleground is Tengfei.

I saw a long gun flying, overbearing and unmatched. It was unbearable to fight three elder Dongxu of Lingyin sect alone.

"What kind of monster is this boy? He's so strong. We're higher than his realm. We can't hold him down together." a cave elder of Lingyin sect said with an ugly look.

"San Zhang, concentrate on the enemy. Don't be distracted. This boy is very strange. If we are careless, I'm afraid he will find a chance." another elder Dongxu said solemnly.

As the elder's voice fell, the three began to use the fighting method. They were not prepared to kill and take off, but wanted to hold him.

Tengfei's eyes narrowed, and his long gun was like a poisonous snake spitting a message. He attacked the three people trickily. With the change of Tengfei's gun style, it was more difficult for the three people to parry. In a few moves, an elder was injured by Tengfei.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fight between the four people was very fierce. With the battle, the four people had deviated from the battlefield and fought far away.

Shen Lang is not worried about taking off. He still knows the strength of taking off. If calculated according to the combat power, I'm afraid it's Li Chenzhou and Wu invincible. It's difficult to take advantage of them at the same level. Shen Lang focuses on taking off. If the loyalty of taking off can be determined, he may absorb taking off into the underworld.

This take-off is definitely a real dragon. If calculated according to the ranking on the ranking list, take-off's current strength can be ranked in the top three of the local ranking. Even yuan Zhenyang didn't rank as high as take-off.

It can only be said that it is a miracle for a small border town to get out of the character of take-off. The talent of take-off is not very good, but his mind is extremely tough. Whenever Shen Lang gives him the skill, take-off will practice hard day and night. Often, compared with those people with good talent, they have to understand the essence of the skill first and finally integrate it into their own martial arts.

Just as everyone was fighting fiercely, the sky suddenly changed color, the wind was strong, and the trees swayed.

I saw two figures flying towards the place where the Shen family fought with Lingyin sect.

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the corners of his mouth turned up, "is it finally here?"

With the murmur of the Shen waves falling, the weapon box vibrated involuntarily, as if excited or excited.