The Magician of Cultivation

Tan Lang raised his head and looked at the arrow feathers expressionlessly.

boom! ~

A overwhelming murderous aura descended upon him, and in an instant the space in front of him was filled.

The feather arrow flying at high speed was stopped in the air by an unknown force and then turned into powder.

"How...how is it possible?"

Guo Ning lost his voice.

You should know that these feather arrows are not ordinary, but alchemical feather arrows made of alloy.

After being infused with his wind-type fighting spirit, the feather arrow not only has a fast speed and strong defense-breaking ability, but its durability is also greatly improved.

At least its strength was up to the standard of a third-grade excellent-grade weapon, but it collapsed at the mere glance of the opponent.

Even the fourth-level fighting spirit he injected into it was annihilated before it could explode.

Who is this bald man? Such powerful strength!

Guo Ning and Hu Shizhong looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

However, they soon found out who had arrived.

Before the blood approached the city wall, the overwhelming murderous aura had already spread here.

The murderous aura was like a needle, stimulating the skin so that a layer of fine blood beads appeared. The two had to activate the fighting spirit shield.

Fortunately, there are no city defense troops patrolling this location now, otherwise we would probably be hurt by the murderous aura.

"It's Tan Lang!"

"It was Tan Lang who entered the ranks of great martial artists with his obsession with killing."

The two men's hearts trembled and their bodies stiffened.

The blood light fell on the city wall and slowly converged, revealing the bald man inside.

Tan Lang carried the long sword in his hand on his shoulder, and opened his loose shirt to reveal his strong muscles.

He glanced at the two of them, and finally his eyes fell on Guo Ning. He asked in a cold voice, "Did you shoot the arrow just now?"

Guo Ning felt as if he was being stared at by a bloodthirsty beast, and his hands and feet turned cold.

He is a powerful martial artist at a young age, and he is also an instructor in the academy, so he has his merits.

At the very least, he made an accurate assessment of the current situation, without trying to make excuses or letting his self-esteem get in the way.

Guo Ning boldly admitted his mistake and apologized:

"Sir, I was the one who shot the arrow. But I didn't know you were here. Please forgive me."

"Lord Tan Lang, I am Hu Shizhong, the general of the Imperial City Defense Army."

Hu Shizhong took a step forward and blocked Guo Ning behind him.

He saluted respectfully, then said with a smile:

"Brother Guo did not mean to offend you, I hope you will forgive me."

"I have already reported the news of your arrival to City Lord Sima. The City Lord is very happy and ordered me to receive you well."

He said sincerely, "The city lord is on his way, please take a rest."

Tan Chao is not from the official organization of Xueyan Country. He was able to rush to the Imperial City as soon as it encountered the "beast tide". No matter what the reason was, he should be treated with courtesy by everyone in the Imperial City.

"interesting!"

Tan Lang glanced at Hu Shizhong with a playful look in his eyes, "Don't worry, I won't attack him."

Upon hearing this, Hu Shizhong and Guo Ning were obviously relieved.

Although being timid may seem shameful, it also depends on who the other person is.

Tan Lang is known as the number one person under King Wu, and his strength is even greater than Prince Lu Xue, Marshal Wu Guizhi and Eunuch Anster.

What happened just now could be a big deal or a small deal.

To put it mildly, it was just a misunderstanding. Just like now, Guo Ning admitted his mistake and apologized, and Tan Lang did not pursue the matter.

To put it in a bigger way, it was an act of insubordination. The Yuan Continent believed that strength was everything, and Tan Lang was so angry that he killed Guo Ning with a knife and put an end to it.

Would the Xueyan Kingdom's high-ranking officials or those fifth-level experts risk their lives for the sake of Guo Ning, a person they didn't even know?

The answer is obviously no.

"Lord Tan Lang, that..."

Hu Shizhong smiled awkwardly. Although he was a few years older than the other, their auras were very different.

In front of the other party, he was as timid as a junior.

"Thank you, Master Tan!"

Guo Ning also bowed deeply, with fanaticism in his eyes.

Tan Lang is not only Song Chonglou's idol, but also the object of admiration of all Xueyan Nation fighters, especially those low-level fighters who come from poor backgrounds and have no identity or background.

"That's all right, General Hu, let me ask you a question."

Tan Lang waved his hand, looked at Hu Shizhong and asked:

"I rushed here non-stop from Wucheng. There were traces of large-scale fighting on the east city wall and at the railway station, and a large number of people died."

He frowned and asked in confusion, "But there were no more signs of monsters appearing after that. Where is the 'beast tide' you mentioned? Where is the army of monsters?"

"Sir," Hu Shizhong said with a bitter smile, "The 'Beast Tide' is over, we won!"

"Won?"

Tan Lang emphasized his tone uncertainly.

"Yes sir, we won!"

Hu Shizhong added in a firm voice, "But Chao'er, Patriarch Qiao, the city defense soldiers, and tens of thousands of civilians will never be able to come back."

"Is the 'Beast Tide' over?"

Tan Lang was a little confused and felt that this matter started well but ended badly.

According to Zhou Guangling's information, Qixia Mountain dispatched at least 50,000 or 60,000 magical beasts, three of which were at the fifth level. How could the Royal City resist such a force? When did the Kingdom's city defense become so strong?

Tan Lang couldn't accept it.

He arrived in the open air, physically and mentally prepared to kill everyone, but he was told that the "beast tide" was over.

It feels like, after watching a movie, drinking milk tea, and taking a bath, the mood and atmosphere are all set, but someone says that their period has come early.

Who can bear this?

Hu Shizhong's excited words "We won" had a different meaning in Tan Lang's ears.

He seemed to hear the other party saying, "Thank you for coming to rescue us. Everything is fine now. You can go back!"

Tan Lang was furious, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and a terrifying murderous aura soared into the sky.

Hu Shizhong and Guo Ning's faces changed drastically, not knowing what had happened.

"grown ups!"

Just as Hu Shizhong was about to speak, he saw Tan Lang spreading his palms and grabbing towards his face.

Before his palm arrived, the terrifying murderous aura had already corroded his mind, making him lose all will to fight.

"Berserk rage!"

Hu Shizhong roared in his heart, and the fighting spirit in his body surged through his right hand and entered the long spear.

The halberd trembled, and a red fighting spirit light rose up to a height of more than ten feet.

He swept the end of the halberd handle with his right foot, and the halberd changed from vertical to horizontal, just blocking the direction of the outstretched palm.

"Humph!"

A cold light flashed in Tan Lang's eyes, and his right palm clenched into a fist in an instant, smashing it on the handle of the halberd with a "bang".

The halberd, which was close to the fourth-grade fine quality, made a teeth-grinding 'squeak' sound, and the sturdy halberd handle bent into an arc.

Tan Lang exhaled a little bit of his fighting spirit, and Hu Shizhong's body was nailed into the giant pillar of the gatehouse behind him like a cannonball.

The halberd fell to the ground with a crisp sound, waking up Guo Ning who was in a daze.

Call ~

He unleashed the wind-attributed Dou Qi in his body and instantly retreated more than ten meters to create some distance.

The longbow in his hand is full moon, and the "fatal blow" is ready to be launched.

The same sharp momentum locked onto Tan Lang.

"Why... why?"

Hu Shizhong asked in a weak voice.

As soon as he opened his mouth, blood began to flow uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

The bright red blood line is extremely eye-catching under the setting sun.