I have a magic arsenal

"You dare!" The middle-aged man yelled, his feet slammed on the ground, his body was like an arrow flying from the string, he arrived in front of Shen Lang in the blink of an eye, his right hand stretched out, and he was about to rescue Wei Li.

"Buzz!"

This time, Shen Lang had already stored energy in advance, and his left hand was raised the moment the middle-aged man rushed over. The laser energy in his palm was fully charged, dazzling like the sun in the sky.

When the middle-aged man came to him, the laser cannon in Shen Lang's palm also shot out.

With a muffled sound of "poof", the laser cannon directly pierced the middle-aged man's arm, blood spattered, and the severed hand fell to the ground with a series of bloody flowers. The middle-aged man screamed and flew backwards. On the wall, a mouthful of blood spurted out, instantly staining the robe on his body red.

"This is impossible!" The middle-aged man looked at Shen Lang in disbelief.

He is a master in the middle stage of the fifth rank, and injuries and bleeding rarely happen to him. Even if he encounters a master with a higher realm than him, he has the confidence to escape without getting hurt.

However, at this moment, in front of an ordinary person, not only was he seriously injured, but he also lost an arm!
How can it be!

Such a big movement shocked the entire Jiangxin Martial Arts Academy. Teachers and deans from various colleges who came here to participate in the exchange competition, as well as teachers, elders, and deans of Jiangxin Martial Arts Academy rushed over immediately.

When they arrived in front of the restaurant, they all gasped.

The resplendent and resplendent restaurant was already devastated and ruined.

The students here either spurted blood, or were seriously injured, and they were in a panic.

The fifth-rate master lost an arm, covered in blood, and stood among the ruins.

A man in a strange armor, holding a man in his hand, trying to crush his neck.

"Shen Lang!" Ouyang Bing screamed, he had seen the armor on Shen Lang before, so she recognized it at first sight.

"Husband!" Chang Rumo screamed almost at the same time as Ouyang Bing. Although she had never seen the Mark 50 armor on Shen Lang's body, in her knowledge, only Shen Lang could make such a weird thing. do it.

The next moment, Chang Rumo ignored the obstruction of the students around him, and ran directly to Shen Lang's side: "What's going on?"

Shen Lang didn't answer, but snapped his fingers lightly, retracted the mark armor, and revealed the miserable images of Mingyue, Qingsi and Chen Buyong.

"Sister Qingsi, sister Mingyue!" Chang Rumo exclaimed, and immediately squatted in front of Qingsi and Mingyue, tears streaming down his face instantly.

That's horrible!
A whole body was twitching involuntarily, and his mind was blurred.

One head was bloody and unconscious.

"Ru...Mo, Sister...Sister!" Mingyue seemed to hear Chang Rumo's call, and subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look, but she couldn't move at all, blood overflowed from her mouth, and she said this with great difficulty. Four words.

"Sister, I'm here, I'm here!" Chang Rumo grabbed Mingyue's little hand and said quickly: "It's okay, it's okay!"

"What's going on!" Shangguanyu also rushed over at this moment, seeing Mingyue and Qingsi's miserable state, his face turned pale, and quickly took out two pills for the two of them, Qingsi and Mingyue's pale and bloodless faces, It's a little better.

"What's going on?" Shangguan Yu suppressed his anger, looked at Shen Lang and said.

"It was he who molested Qingsi, and Shen Lang made a move. That person avenged him and injured Qingsi and Mingyue!" Chen Buyong was lying on the ground. Mingyue was much stronger, her chest felt like it was on fire, she endured the severe pain and told the whole story.

"At home, come here!" After listening, Shangguan Yu glanced at Wei Li in Shen Lang's hand and the middle-aged man in the distance, and shouted towards the crowd.

The next moment, a man in a black robe ran over quickly, without saying anything, directly took out two pills from his bosom and swallowed them again for Qingsi and Mingyue, then took out a pack of silver needles, and began to give Qingsi and Mingyue stop bleeding.

"It was you who hurt my student?" Shangguanyu walked to the middle, looked at the middle-aged man and spoke.

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "You are their teacher!"

"I'm asking you, it was you who hurt my student!" Shangguanyu continued to speak without answering.

"Humiliate my young master, he didn't die, I have shown mercy!" The middle-aged man grinned, stretched out his hand and tapped himself a few times to stop the bleeding.

"Okay!" Shangguanyu's eyes narrowed, "Then I don't have to show mercy to you!" After speaking, the strength of the fifth-rate mid-stage master did not hide at all, and broke out instantly.

"Die!"

"No!" The black-robed man shouted loudly, and the next moment he appeared in front of Shangguanyu, and pressed Shangguanyu's shoulder: "Do you know who he is, and who he is!"

"Go away!" Shangguan Yu's face was covered with frost: "If you say one more word, I will die too!"

Shangguanyu was really angry. The students of Yucai Academy are like her own children. Today, someone beat her students seriously and was on the verge of death. She has already fallen into a rampage.

It's my husband!
No, no!
"Calm down!" The black-robed man knew Shangguanyu's temper very well, and also used the strength of a fifth-rate mid-stage expert. A soft light lit up on his hand and poured into Shangguanyu's body, calming her anger.

"Put away your meditation spell, don't force me to do it!" Shangguan Yu said coldly, staring at the black-robed man in front of him.

"Think long-term!" the black-robed man leaned against Shangguanyu's ear and whispered.

"No!" Shangguan Yu pushed the black-robed man away, stepped on the ground with her right foot, and rushed towards the middle-aged man with a "bang".

"Don't do it!"

With a long cry, the dean of Jiangxin Martial Arts Academy flew out from the crowd, the voice fell, and the figure appeared in front of Shangguanyu, and sent Shangguanyu back with a wave of his hand.

Ximen Wubing, the dean of Jiangxin Martial Arts Academy, a master of the fourth-rate late stage, the "mainstay" of the Chinese Empire is as famous as Lang Taiyi, and his power shakes the Chinese Empire.

"Is Master Wen here?" Ximen Wubing stood in the center with his hands behind his back.

"Dean, I'm here!" Then, an old man with white beard and hair appeared in the crowd.

"Treat the three injured students, don't neglect at all!" Ximen Wubing said.

"Yes!" The old man clasped his hands and arrived in front of Qingsi and Mingyue in one step. He suddenly stretched out his hands and began to touch the points on Qingsi and Mingyue's body. His hands gave out a soft light, and began to heal Qingsi and Mingyue's injuries.

"Yu'er, calm down!" At this moment, the black-robed man cast the meditation spell again, calming Shangguan Yu who was in a rampage.

"This student, Master Wen is already doing his best to treat the three wounded, let him go first!" Ximen looked at Shen Lang, who was wearing a strange armor, with a disease-free gaze, and said.

"Let him go?"

Shen Lang sneered: "No way!"

Shen Lang's refusal made everyone present gasp!
How dare someone refuse Ximen Wubing!
Ximen Wubing was not unhappy because of Shen Lang's rejection, but sighed and said, "I will give you a satisfactory answer!"

"Let him go first!"