"Plum blossom sword is the meaning of the Xiao family\'s plum blossom sword! Ha ha, he\'s dead!"

"So strong, but for a moment, five plum blossoms have covered people\'s whole body, and there is no flaw at all!"

"Who is this guy? I\'m a little strange. I\'ve practiced the meaning of plum blossom sword, but I\'ve been hiding it. The Xiao family is so deep..."

"His name is Xiao Qiyu. He came with Xiao Qiyun. He hasn\'t talked much. I remember him!"

Just when everyone showed a happy face and wanted to see Shen Lang hurt by the plum blossom sword, Shen Lang smiled

To be fair, Shen Lang\'s true cultivation now is the jiuchongtian of the power and martial arts realm, which has not broken through the Qi and martial arts realm.

He is better than many people here in mind, but his physical strength is almost a little stronger than the triple heaven warrior in the Qi and martial realm like Shen Jianfeng, and it won\'t be too much.

As for the spiritual power in his body, even if the Tai Chi diagram is powerful, after all, he hasn\'t really started to practice for a few days. It\'s impossible to compare with the martial artists in the second and third heaven of the Qi and martial arts realm.

But on the one hand, he made up for many shortcomings in speed, and on the other hand, the destructive power of the thunder skill is too great. The thunder power is a powerful power from heaven and earth to Yang and hardness

The third is his decisive style of killing and cutting. As soon as he came up, he ruthlessly broke Tang Chaotian\'s legs, and then seriously injured Xu Ping and several attendants... The momentum of killing God shocked him on the spot.

The reason why he dares to face so many elite children of aristocratic families with such cultivation is that he has long been determined to hunt monsters in the Phoenix Mountains and baptize himself with blood and fire... That is the transformation after the integration of the soul and the soul of the war emperor.

With this memory, it seems that there is another reincarnation.

Today\'s Shen Lang can be regarded as the emperor of war!

Moreover, all the skills practiced in the memory, the understanding of the rules of the world and the understanding of the Avenue

Although he has not fully absorbed it, everything makes him face these aristocratic children whose strength is not weak. He imitates the Buddha and faces the scarecrow, and his breathing rhythm has hardly changed.

At this time, facing the hidden expert Xiao Qiyu, Shen Lang was happy to use the famous plum blossom sword of the Xiao family.

Xiao has a good talent for praying for rain. He can successfully cultivate the meaning of plum blossom sword at this age. His accomplishments can definitely rank among the top five among the children of these aristocratic families.

Unfortunately, he met himself.

How powerful can the Xiao family\'s swordsmanship be?

Even if he is a little famous in Tianfeng City, it is just a fan level skill, but Shen Lang has even practiced the "emperor level" skill in his memory. When he uses this skill in front of him, he is just like a three-year-old child holding a straw in front of him.

Not only naive, but also ridiculous!

Shen Lang didn\'t even turn around. A chopstick in his right hand was so fast in the air that he even ordered five times!

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." the five plum blossoms, which are said to be formed by sword, are broken in front of him like soap bubbles!

"..." everyone was stunned.

The plum blossom sword of the Xiao family is intended for Tianfeng City, but it\'s famous. If you don\'t practice it, you can definitely shine and get into the top several among the elite disciples of various aristocratic families.

Even the first few who can break the meaning of plum blossom sword, I\'m afraid it can\'t be too easy.

But Shen Lang didn\'t even turn around. He broke the plum blossom sword with chopsticks?

Can it be said that Xiao Qiyu\'s plum blossom sword intention has not been successfully cultivated? Just a show?

People thought so, and their faces finally got better.

But they were just relieved, but they heard a thud. Xiao Qiyun in the crowd was sweating and paralyzed on the ground. He was still muttering to himself: "he broke the meaning of the plum blossom sword with chopsticks... He broke the meaning of the plum blossom sword with chopsticks... Is my Xiao family\'s plum blossom sword so unbearable?"

The people who had just breathed a sigh of relief clicked in their hearts, and the heart they put down was raised again!

"It\'s the true meaning of plum blossom sword! Xiao Qiyu really cultivated the meaning of plum blossom sword, and then was broken by Shen Lang\'s chopstick..."

At this time, when Shen Lang\'s chair turned, the man had turned and faced the Xiao praying for rain.

Xiao prayed for rain with indifference on his face, but there was a fanaticism in his eyes, as if he had found a new world.

This appearance made Shen Lang stunned.

"It looks like a martial arts maniac..." Shen Lang shook his head slightly and said faintly: "as a swordsman, I think it\'s shameless to do such a sneak attack behind... Although I often do so. But what kind of shit plum blossom sword do you use? Is plum blossom sword used by you like this?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his chopsticks and drew several very beautiful tracks in the air

His movements seem very slow, but they are very fast, which makes people feel very strange at a glance.

And his hand fell into Xiao Qiyu\'s eyes. Xiao Qiyu\'s eyes immediately stared at the boss, and the fanaticism in his eyes was improved!

"The more awe inspiring the snow abuse wind is, the stronger the integrity in the flowers. When it goes out of date, it will float away. It is shameful to beg for mercy from the East gentleman."

Shen Lang was painting and reciting a poem in his mouth. He spoke quickly. At the moment when the last word "pity" came out, five faint plum blossoms suddenly appeared in the air, and then flashed in the air. Unexpectedly, five plum blossoms overlapped together, and then a frightening sword meaning broke out. The "Xiu" was printed on Xiao Qiyu\'s chest.

"Poof!" watching all this without blinking, Xiao prayed for rain. A mouthful of blood gushed out, flew backward, broke many tables and chairs, and fainted.

"Have you seen enough?" Shen Langtou turned a little and said slowly.

"Gudong, Gudong!"

Without any hesitation, many people immediately drank the wine in front of them, and then began to retch one by one.

Shen Lang stood up very satisfied and looked at the only person who didn\'t drink the wine - Shen Fengyun!

Shen Fengyun saw his fierce eyes and shook uncontrollably.

Although he was forced to drink a cup of such blood wine, he didn\'t know why, but he had a feeling that if he didn\'t drink, he might be separated immediately!

In fact, although the two people on the ground were split by lightning, they were not worried about their lives. Xiao Qiyu was hit by the plum blossom sword, and obviously they were not killed directly.

But Shen Fengyun\'s feeling is different. Shen Lang clearly has no warning at this glance, but he somehow gives birth to such a feeling.

Just when Shen Fengyun finally couldn\'t control it and was ready to reach out and pick up the wine cup, Shen Lang turned away.

Just for a moment, Shen Fengyun was sweating profusely, and his back was completely soaked with cold sweat!

I feel that everything just seems to be an illusion

Shen Lang lightly swept away the crowd on the court. As he walked slowly to the entrance of the stairs, he said: "I am very reasonable. If you don\'t provoke me, nothing will happen. If you provoke me, I will make you live in regret forever. If you want to provoke me in the future, first consider whether you have this ability."

Without looking back, he sneered and said, "genius, genius? Hey, a group of fools dare to call themselves genius. There are too many geniuses in this world..."

He scolded everyone upstairs in one sentence, but these people couldn\'t get angry at this sentence.

There\'s just fear and shock, and disbelief

Tang Chaotian and the bodyguard on the ground didn\'t know whether they fainted from pain or excessive blood loss. Anyway, at this time, the second floor finally calmed down.

But soon, people\'s eyes were attracted again.

Shen Lang, who had just reached the entrance of the stairs, was stopped by a cold looking woman.

"Your name is Shen Lang? My father has something to do with you. Please go to the elegant room on the third floor with me." the woman\'s voice was cold, but the meaning in her words was beyond doubt.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and eyes and said, "which onion is your father?"

"What are you talking about!" the woman\'s face changed and her whole body was released with a majestic murderous spirit, which scared the people on the second floor.

"Master of Qiwu realm liuchongtian! I\'ll go..." Shen Fengyun exclaimed and hid under the table.

Let\'s say that the young woman who stopped Shen Lang suddenly had a sharp breath, and her fierce murderous spirit swept the whole audience. Finally, the people in the audience guessed her accomplishments.

He is an expert of Qiwu realm liuchongtian!

It immediately startled everyone.

If an expert at this level fights Shen Lang, the restaurant will have to be demolished!

Shen Lang looked at the woman calmly. One was like a volcano about to erupt, the other was Kui bubo, forming a strong contrast.

At this time, an old voice suddenly sounded on the third floor: "Shen Lang, it\'s my old onion. Come up and have a chat. Wind scar, you should change your temper. Do you want to tear down the restaurant? Do you think I don\'t even have a place to drink in the future?"

"Sima Yan?" Shen Lang immediately smiled bitterly. He was really familiar with the voice. When he fought with Xu Jianfeng that day, he said to witness the old man for him.

He didn\'t expect to meet Sima Yan, Dean of the refining Institute of Tayun college, and almost had a big fight with his daughter.

But it\'s no wonder that he hasn\'t seen Sima Yan, and he hasn\'t even heard of Sima Feng trace.

"Don\'t look. You can\'t see flowers any more. Lead the way." Shen Lang turned his white eyes and said angrily.

Sima Feng\'s scar was beautiful, but she kept a cold face, as if everyone owed her thousands of spirit stones.

Your father is barking. You\'re still staring at me. Do you think you\'re short of a tendon?

Look, I\'m not young. I\'m estimated to be twenty-three or four. I\'m still so ignorant. I can\'t help it.

Sure enough, there is a certain truth in having a big chest and no brain.