Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing Shen Lang’s emotions, the long-haired man trembled with fright, and cautiously said, “Yes… it should be.”

Shen Lang was in a state of confusion, Yi Lian was arrested, and he still fell into the hands of Yang Tongtian!

He forced himself to calm down. The more this situation, the less impulsive he was. Now he must find a way to rescue Yi Lian.

“Yang Tongtian, the master of the Yin-Yang Gate, recently took a concubine, which concubine did you take?” Shen Lang asked.

“It’s Feng Luan, the number one beauty in Ruyimen.” The long-haired man said tremblingly.

“What?” Shen Lang was shocked again. How could Feng Luan be Yang Tongtian’s concubine?

No, with Feng Luan’s character, it is absolutely impossible to agree to such a ridiculous marriage. There must be some reason for this.

When listening to other people chatting in the restaurant before, I seemed to hear that Ruyimen had been in a miserable state recently. In order to protect myself, he attached to Yinyangmen and gave Fengluan to Yang Tongtian.

Such an explanation can make it clear, as for Feng Luan’s stupid woman’s character, it is really possible to agree to such a thing.

“When will the banquet for concubines in Yangtong Tianna be held?” Shen Lang continued to ask.

“Three days later,” the long-haired man replied.

After asking all the questions, Shen Lang was not talking nonsense, he poured his true energy into the hilt of the Xingyu Knife and directly pierced the long-haired man in the chest.

“boom!”

The sword air shattered the long-haired man’s chest, and blood splashed.

The long-haired man looked down at the Xingyidao inserted into his heart, staring at Shen Lang, his eyes widened roundly: “I said everything, you don’t want to kill me…”

“I only let you answer the questions, but I didn’t kill you.” Shen Langyin smiled coldly and drew out the Xingyun knife.

The long-haired man let out his last scream, fell into a pool of blood and died instantly.

In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn and terrifying.

Ruan Fei and the two Ruan parents looked at Shen Lang tremblingly.

“Much…Thank you, son, for your rescue.” Ruan Fei bit his head and clasped his fists.

Shen Lang waved his hand: “It was me who was abrupt. I had a grudge against this Yin-Yang gate. I am really sorry to do it here.”

“No, the son helped us a lot.” Ruan Fei was also relieved to see that the other party didn’t seem to be the kind of murderous person.

Because of the strength of these Yin-Yang Sect martial arts, Ruan Fei wanted to kill them with a thousand swords.

“Farewell!” Shen Lang clasped his fists and walked out of the hall.

“Don’t you have a cup of tea, son?” Ruan Fei exclaimed.

“No need.” Shen Lang shook his head and left the Ruan family.

He was very impatient, and Yi Lian fell into Yang Tongtian’s hands, and Feng Luan was forced to marry the demon of Yang Tongtian.

Shen Lang couldn’t wait for a moment, and immediately set off on the road, heading towards Mount Bliss at full speed.

Wanlongling was almost three thousand miles away from the Mount Bliss. Shen Lang traveled at full speed, and it was not difficult to arrive before the wedding banquet of the concubine in Yangtong Tianna.

Early morning three days later.

Bliss Mountain.

Today is the day when the yin and yang gate masters Yang Tongtian to accept concubines, the yin and yang gate naturally attaches great importance to it.

At the moment, Mount Bliss was already a crowded city, and many people from small and medium families came to watch the ceremony, which was extremely lively.

Many people know that Yang Tongtian is a **** monster, and many families want to make good friends with the Yin and Yang Sect. The birthday gifts they send are young and beautiful female martial artists.

The Yin-Yang Hehuan Art that Yang Tongtian himself has practiced is a dual cultivation technique that allows one of them to be a furnace tripod, while the other party can improve the cultivation level by supplementing this technique. The higher the cultivation base of the woman who was picked up, the greater the benefit to Yang Tongtian.

Therefore, Yang Tongtian has a lot of demands on women, and all the female martial artists who have been tortured by him can fill a train.

The concubine acceptance ceremony was held at nine in the morning.

At around eight in the morning, Shen Lang sneaked into the Yin Yang Gate.

In fact, Shen Lang arrived at Mount Bliss as early as yesterday, but found that the Yin Yang Gate was too tightly guarded to enter.

Shen Lang didn’t dare to enter and leave the yin-yang gate at will. If his whereabouts were exposed, everything would be over!

So he chose to wait for the opportunity, but fortunately, this morning, because of the concubine matters to be busy with a lot of things, all kinds of defense slackened.

All the disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect ran around in the martial art, busy with various things.

Shen Lang changed into a high-level disciple’s costume at the Yin Yang Gate, and put on fake long hair, covered his face, lowered his head, and got into the Yin Yang Gate.

Sure enough, I successfully mixed in. But the Yin-Yang Gate was too big, and Shen Lang didn’t even know where Yi Lian was locked up.

Forced to be helpless, Shen Lang had no choice but to catch a Yin-Yang Sect disciple on the road, dragged him to a blind spot that everyone could not see, and forced him to ask something.

Shen Lang handed the man’s neck and asked viciously: “Answer me honestly, where are the female cultivators that Yang Tongtian captured?”

“Usually… they are closed on the top of a mountain in the northwest!” The man panicked.

Shen Lang stunned the disciple with a hand knife, threw it into the trash can, and covered it with leaves.

Then walked towards the northwest.

When I came to the top of the mountain from the side of the mountain road, I saw a house built with jade stones and a few guarded Yin and Yang disciples outside.

Shen Lang was about to step forward when suddenly the door outside the house opened, and a tall middle-aged man wearing a purple crown came out.

It is the Great Elder of Yin and Yang Gate Yang Chong!

Feeling that the opponent is a master of transformation, Shen Lang’s forehead was cold sweat. He tried his best to keep himself calm, and once he was nervous at this time, it was very easy for him to show his feet.

The other party had already found out about himself, Shen Lang could not retreat, so he had to play his acting skills and bit his head and walked over.

“What are you doing?” Yang Chong glanced at Shen Lang and asked curiously.

“Oh, the sect master asked me to ask about the situation here?” Shen Lang lowered his head and said neither humble nor humble.

Shen Lang’s acting skills are very good, Yang Chong did not doubt his identity, just nodded and said: “You tell the doormaster, this woman still refuses to eat, but also tried to bite her tongue and commit suicide. I have blocked the acupoint.”

“Yes.” Shen Lang bowed his head and replied, pretending to leave.

Yang Chong left the mountain road ahead of him.

Seeing Yang Chong’s figure disappeared, Shen Lang immediately turned around and returned to the jade house.

“Is there anything else going on with this senior?” The two low-level disciples guarding the gate asked curiously when Shen Lang was back.

“Oh, the sect master asked me to pick up something, I just forgot to take it.” Shen Lang said.

“Brother, please come in.”

The two disciples who guarded the gate saw that Elder Yang Chong had just spoken to Shen Lang, and they didn’t have any doubts, so they took the key to open the door.

Walking into the house, Shen Lang saw Yi Lian on the jade bed at a glance. She was dressed intact, but her face was haggard and distressed, and she didn’t look directly at Shen Lang.

Sure enough, Junior Sister! In the conversation with Yang Chong just now, Shen Lang vaguely guessed that Yi Lian was in the room.

Shen Lang was extremely excited, he immediately closed the door with his backhand and walked towards the jade bed.

Yi Lian’s eyes were blank, she glanced towards this side, Shen Lang disheveled her head, she did not recognize Shen Lang.

“Smelly man, get out of me, kill me if there is a kind!”

Yi Lian’s voice was hoarse, revealing a hint of coldness.

Shen Lang felt distressed, he immediately took off his wig, and said softly, “Little pity, it’s me!”

Seeing this familiar face and hearing this familiar voice, Yi Lian was startled at first, then showed an unbelievable expression, and couldn’t help but yelled, “Brother, how are you…”

“Hush!” Shen Lang immediately blocked Yi Lian’s small mouth, and said solemnly: “I’ll say something later, I will save you now!”