Chapter 671

Before, Feng Luan saw Shen Lang fall from the cliff, and was very sad, and with a sense of guilt, no matter whether Shen Lang died or not, she planned to sneak into the cliff bottom to search again.

Feng Luan spent a lot of time, with countless vines to make a rope, and then along the vines, Feng Luan climbed up.

Seeing that the bottom of the cliff is a cold pool, Feng Luan felt happy that Shen Lang might not have died, but she found no sign of Shen Lang one day and one night, and her mood gradually fell to the bottom of the valley.

Just now by a giant spider, the ground under the cold pool is narrow, and Feng Luan can't escape, so she has to be hard on her scalp.

"Hiss!"

White hair spider forest white tone one close, wielding huge pincers toward the Phoenix Luan split past.

Feng Luan is biting silver teeth. He flicks his soft sword to the left and right to strike two sharp swords.

"Ding!"

A pair of giant claws of white hair spider block a sword Qi. Another sword Qi cuts off the hair on the head of white hair spider, and a trace of green blood oozes from the head.

How could a full blow be just a little skin on the forehead of a white hair spider? Not even a minor injury!

Feng Luan was frightened and was forced to step back one after another. The white haired spider had been enraged by her. It was estimated that she would not die for this posture.

The white hair spider screamed angrily, and then rushed over. Two huge claws swept around. Feng Luan's upper body and skirt were torn instantly. Several bloodstains were swept out of the white skin. The bloodstains were seeping out of the bloodstains.

Looking at the huge pincers, Feng Luan was about to stab her head. She closed her eyes in despair.

"Drink!"

In the distance, there was a low voice, and a huge Sabre came, hitting the forehead of the white hair spider.

"Boom!"

With a loud muffled sound, the body of the white hair spider was shaken by the sabre air and fell into the cold pool.

Shen Lang steps on the spray and rushes up from one side of the cold pool, blocking Feng Luan.

Feng Luan looked at Shen Lang in disbelief and exclaimed, "Shen Shen Lang? You're not dead? "

Shen Lang grins at her: "nonsense, can you jump around when you are dead? I saved you again. "

Feng Luan's face was slightly embarrassed. She didn't know how many times she owed Shen Lang.

Feng Luan's clothes and skirts are broken, so you can see the profanity.

Shen Lang subconsciously takes a look. Feng Luan's abdomen is smooth and flat, his thighs are slender and symmetrical, and there are several bloodstains on it, which affect his beauty.

Seeing that Shen Lang's face was not right, Feng Luan realized that she was like this, almost out of light. She quickly covered her upper body with her hands.

"You Turn around! " Feng Luan looks at the waves with shame.

Shen Lang didn't watch much. He took off his coat and threw it to Feng Luan.

Feng Luan subconsciously takes Shen Lang's coat. Her beautiful face is a little red, and then she looks complicated.

"Pa!"

Suddenly a huge object sprang out of the pool, and the spray was all over the pool.

I saw the white haired spider that was just knocked down by the Shen wave, whistling and swimming towards the Shen wave.

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk. It seemed that this white haired spider was the one he had met before.

White hair spider swims very fast, only two breaths came to Shen Lang.

"Be careful, it's hard to deal with!" Feng Luan's face was pale. She is too lazy to help Shen Lang.

"Don't worry, I can deal with it alone!" Shen Lang sets up the star meteor blade, but he feels moved. He wants to try the power of the blade he just picked up.

The white haired spider shrieked, wielded its huge claws, and stabbed at the bank's waves.

Shen Lang's face was dignified and he didn't dodge. He cut straight ahead with a heavy knife.

"Ding!"

The sparks are everywhere, the sabre is roaring, Shen Lang's arms are slightly numb, the white haired spider also retreats a few steps, and the claws are all hit by the meteorite knife.

Shen Lang's heart was glad that the power of the meteorite blade didn't disappoint him.

"Hiss!" White haired spiders whine and white mouthed instruments spray silk thread.

Shen waves can't dodge. The silk thread is right in his legs.

His legs were tightly bound by the white silk thread. Shen Lang felt a sense of awe in his heart. He tried to break free, but found that the silk thread was extremely tough.

"Be careful!" Feng Luan rushed over at full speed. The soft sword in her hand broke the silk thread that entangled Shen Lang's legs.

"Thank you."

Shen said, and then he rushed towards the white haired spider with his knife.

Feng Luan's face is a little white, and Shen Lang's courage is too great. Such a giant also dare to deal with it rashly

Shen Lang waves the star meteorite knife in his hand and chops Huashan with all his strength. He chops the white hair spider's skull.

"Dang!"

A loud sound, like a heavy metal hit on a big stone, the star meteorite knife cut heavily on the forehead of the white hair spider, and a strong anti vibration force made Shen Lang's arms slightly numb.

White haired spiders scream with pain, and green blood oozes from their heads.

The body of this thing is really hard! However, with the help of the power of the meteorite knife, Shen Lang can still make a small gap in the forehead of the white haired spider with a full blow.

This relieved Shen Lang a little, at least the spider was barely able to deal with it.

White haired spiders whistling, angry towards the waves.

"Blood kill!"

Shen Lang is ready to launch. His eyes suddenly burst out with pure light. He uses the best move of the seven kill Sabre style without reservation.

The surging Qi of the knife splits towards the white hair spider's head.

"Boom!"

White hair spider screams, green blood splashes, white hair spider's head is split into a bloodstained blood hole.

It's still not fatal. The spider's head is too hard.

However, it doesn't matter. Shen Lang holds the knife in his hand, rushes up quickly, raises his Qi, and aims at the wound of white hair spider's head!

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Even split dozens of knives, finally split the white hair spider's head, green blood scattered all over the ground.

The white haired spider finally died after a few feeble shrieks.

Shen Lang was relieved at last, thanks to the power of the meteorite knife, otherwise it would not be so easy to solve the white haired spider.

Feng Luan witnessed the whole process on one side. She was shocked. Shen Lang was surprised to break through the middle of the situation so fast, but the strength was too horrible, right?

Feng Luan felt that even if they were Yan Zhen elders of Ruyi sect, their strength was just like this.

The growth rate of shenlang is too terrifying.

After the white haired spider was solved, Shen Lang cleaned the green blood on his body and put the star meteorite knife into the storage bag.

Seeing Shen Lang put the huge black long knife into the pocket bag at his waist, as if it disappeared from the sky, Feng Luan was surprised: "storage bag?"

Shen Lang was in a good mood and said casually, "yes, I picked it up."

"Picked it up?" Feng Luan is slightly shocked. You can find the storage bag. Shen Lang's luck is too good.

Two times falling cliff can survive, Feng Luan also had to admire Shen Lang's luck.

She didn't ask much, just curious: "Shen Lang, why did you suddenly fall off the cliff before?"

"Let's not talk about this. Where is Zhao Jianfei now?" Shen Lang asked faintly, and his eyes flashed a trace of violence.