Chapter 1378: Demon Hunter

Shen Lang was also stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Old Demon Feng Yue would actually propose this condition.
But it's normal to think about it. The old demon Fengyue's daughter Mu Xue was broken by herself with a cucumber. This old demon must be furious and wanted to take the opportunity to teach herself.
Jiang Hai's face was dignified, he couldn't hold his breath, and gritted his teeth: "Father Fengyue's request is a bit too much. The elder Shen Lang I sent has only given birth to infants for a few years. You are the second-ranked senior monk in Hokuriku. How can you bully a rising star who has just advanced to the Yuan Ying stage."
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Fengyue, you dignified monk, even if you have hatred with Junior Brother Shen, you shouldn't take this opportunity to seek revenge, right? This is a bit of suspicion of bullying." Lu Yuan was also a little dissatisfied.
The atmosphere in the hall was a little dignified, and everyone secretly wondered, what exactly does this old demon Feng Yue have against Shen Lang? Let the old demon come forward and let this kid take a hard blow.
The difference between the monks in the late Yuan Ying and the monks in the early Yuan Ying is too big. How could Shen Lang not evade the old demon Feng Yue's trick, right?
Old Demon Feng Yue coldly snorted: "You people in Tianquan Sect, don't put the cart before the horse. It is Shen Lang who clearly said that he killed Zhong Wuling of Guixianmen and ruined Yunling Mountain. If he really has this strength, he still Are you afraid to take the blow? Don’t let everyone embarrass everyone."
When these words came out, Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan were speechless, and there was a sound of sighs in the hall.
Shen Lang's complexion suddenly became gloomy, and said, "How difficult is it to strike in a mere blow, Shen has learned Fengyue's brilliant tricks!"
Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale in an instant, she immediately grabbed Shen Lang's shirt, bit her teeth and shouted at the old demon Fengyue: "Father Fengyue, the little female Taoist priest was chased and killed by the Nanlu monk some time ago, injured. He has not yet recovered. Daoist’s request at this time is really difficult for some strong people, and I hope that Daoist will take his life back!"
Fengyue Old Demon Skin smiled and said without a smile: "Father Shen himself has already agreed. Besides, this kind of rhetoric is not a mockery of this seat. Don’t talk nonsense, this seat is not a person who is not affectionate and will not threaten you. Life."
Shen Lang pulled Su Ruoxue behind him, glanced at Old Demon Fengyue, and smiled lightly: "The Daoist Fengyue's name is like thunder, and his strength must be amazing. Shen would like to feel it."
"Hmph, that's the case, this seat is waiting for you outside the hall, don't let me wait too long!"
The old demon Feng Yue smiled contemptuously, and then floated out of the hall, and several Yuan Ying-period monks of the Hehuan Sect also immediately followed the old demon.
The primordial monks in the main hall, look at me and I look at you, with different expressions, and I want to see a good show.
In fact, everyone has doubts about Shen Lang's strength. It is incredible that a cultivator in the early stage of Yuanying can kill a cultivator in the middle stage, and it would be even more exaggerated to destroy Yunling Mountain.
Although Zhang Daoling said it himself, everyone in the hall was skeptical. Even Shen Lang's seniors, Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan, were a little unbelievable.
Now that there is such an opportunity to perform, everyone wants to see how this rising star Shen Lang really is. Is it really as amazing as the rumored talent and superb strength, or is it an exaggeration?
Zhang Daoling, who was sitting on the jade chair directly above the hall, did not say a word, but walked out of the hall with a smile.
Everyone also walked out of the hall, ready to watch the show.
"Shen Lang, that person is a great cultivator in the late Yuan Ying, you really want to take his blow?" Su Ruoxue said, her expression anxious, her pretty face full of worries.
"Don't worry, although it is difficult for me to be this person's opponent, there is absolutely no problem if I just take a hard blow." Shen Lang transcribed back with a confident expression.
During this period of time, Shen Lang had also fought against many Yuan Yingqi cultivators, and he probably knew his own strength.
In fact, even if Old Demon Fengyue really fights him without scruples, Shen Lang is sure to hold on for a while, not to mention just taking a blow.
"Okay, be careful of everything." Su Ruoxue said softly.
Shen Lang nodded slightly, and walked out of the hall, Su Ruoxue followed closely behind.
At this moment, thousands of meters above the main hall of the Tianshimen, a large group of Yuanying stage bosses stood in groups on the void, whispering, seemingly expectant.
Fengyue Old Demon is the second largest monk in Yunjian Beilu in strength, and his supernatural powers are naturally unfathomable. Now that he finally has the opportunity to perform, everyone of course enjoys watching the show.
As for Shen Lang, everyone thought he was going to be unlucky. Old Demon Fengyue shouldn't kill Shen Lang, but hurting him and giving him a lesson is probably unavoidable. Unless this kid really has unimaginable strength.
Shen Lang and Feng Yue Old Demon stood on the top of the void one by one, vacating a large area around them.
Those onlookers of the Yuanying stage monks consciously retreated to a range of several thousand meters away, far away. The spiritual consciousness of the monks in the Yuan Ying period is quite terrifying, and it does not affect them to watch the battle.
"The kid surnamed Shen, you prepare quickly, and when you are ready, this seat is about to take action!" Old Demon Feng Yue sent a voice to Shen Lang, with a very eerie and weird voice.
"Friend Fengyue just take action, Shen does not need to prepare." Shen Lang smiled lightly.
A sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of Old Demon Feng Yue's mouth: "I want to see you. I can laugh later and take it!"
As soon as the voice fell, Old Demon Feng Yue stretched out his right palm. His white palms suddenly surged with a large amount of magic energy, like a blood mist, the red light rose sharply.
A jade-like spear was sacrificed by him. The blood-colored spear was three meters long, with a delicate and gorgeous appearance, engraved with countless rune marks, and blood mist surging on the spear tip, exuding a heart-palpitating breath!
"Oh, it's the magic weapon of Old Demon Feng Yue to hunt the magic spear!" Jiang Hai's face changed greatly as he watched the battle, and he couldn't help exclaiming.
"Old Demon Fengyue is so shameless, he wants to use his life magic weapon to deal with Junior Brother Shen?" Old Lu Yuan's face also turned pale.
Unexpectedly, this old Fengyue demon would sacrifice such a powerful magic weapon when he came up. Now Shen Lang is going to cheat!
All the cultivators of the Yuan Ying stage who were onlookers sighed and sighed, thinking that this old Fengyue demon was too ruthless, and was completely aimed at Shen Lang.
Su Ruoxue's face was extremely pale, and her little heart was about to jump, she only prayed that Shen Lang would be safe.
Only Zhang Daoling still watched this scene with a calm expression.
I saw the old demon Fengyue spouting a gray devilish gas, attached to the scarlet spear, and then injected a lot of spiritual power into the spear.
"Devil Hunter, go!"
With a low drink, the old demon threw the demon hunting gun in his hand and pointed it directly at Shen Lang's chest.
"Shoo!" The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, the power of the spear was extremely terrifying, the air was shaking, and a blood mist was scattered.
Shen Lang's cold hair stood up all over, and he could obviously feel the blow of Feng Yue Old Demon. The power was extremely amazing!
But he was prepared.