NOVEL NEXT Chapter 45 Forest Monster
While resting by the stream, Tuoba Moyu couldn't help but sigh: "This forest is really mysterious and beautiful. I don't know what else is hidden in it."
Shen Lang smiled and replied: "The more beautiful a place is, the more dangers it may hide. We still have to be careful."
After drinking the water, the two continued moving forward.
Suddenly, a deep roar broke the tranquility of the forest. Shen Lang and Tuoba Moyu stopped instantly, looking nervous.
I saw a huge, ferocious monster slowly walking out of the depths of the woods.
Its sharp claws left deep marks on the ground, and bursts of hot air came out of its bloody mouth, making people shudder.
Its bell-like eyes shone with a ferocious light, and the hair on its body stood on end.
Tuoba Moyu subconsciously took a few steps back, his heart beating rapidly and his face turning slightly pale.
But Shen Lang stood on the spot, staring at the monster with his eyes tightly, the sword in his hand was slightly clenched, and he exuded a decisive aura.
The monster seemed to be angered by their intrusion and pounced on them.
The speed was as fast as lightning, with a strong wind.
Shen Lang dodged, avoiding the attack of the monster as quickly as a ghost, and at the same time slashed at the monster with his sword.
The blade of the sword flashed a cold light in the air and made a "whoosh" sound.
The monster turned around nimbly and pounced on Shen Lang again.
Its movements are agile and ferocious, and every attack carries a fatal threat.
Shen Lang fought fiercely with the monster, and the sword light flashed like stars.
The roar of the monster was deafening, and the entire forest seemed to be shaking.
Tuoba Moyu also calmed down, took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and drew his sword to help Shen Lang.
Her swordsmanship is light and agile, echoing Shen Lang's fierceness.
With the tacit cooperation of the two, Warcraft was gradually at a disadvantage.
Its attacks began to become disorganized and revealed flaws.
Finally, Shen Lang found the right moment, a glint flashed in his eyes, he jumped up suddenly, thrust out the sword in his hand, and hit the vital part of the monster with one sword.
The monster let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
At this time, a group of disciples suddenly appeared. They were menacing. Shen Lang recognized their clothes and they were members of the Glazed Sword Sect.
The leading disciple pointed at the monster at Shen Lang's feet and said arrogantly: "This monster is the prey we have been tracking for many days. How dare you step in and kill it!"
Tuoba Moyu frowned and responded in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "This monster suddenly attacked us in the forest. We were just fighting back in self-defense. How could we become your prey?"
The disciple snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "Hmph! Stop quibbling here! Our Glazed Sword Sect has been eyeing it for a long time. You are ruining our good deeds!"
Tuoba Moyu couldn't help but said: "It's obvious that this monster is attacking us, shouldn't we just sit back and wait for death? You are so unreasonable and you really lose the style of a large sect!"
The disciples of the Glazed Sword Sect became even more angry after hearing this. They drew their swords and shouted, "We discovered this monster first and it is our prey. Get out of the way!"
Shen Lang sneered and said sarcastically: "Hmph! How dare you say that he is your prey? If this is true, how come you were not seen when the monster was raging just now?"
"Now we have spent a lot of effort to subdue it, but you are here to enjoy the results, and you are so confident. Could it be that if you can't defeat it, you will divert the trouble to the east? Now that you see that the monster is dead, you want to seize the results again? This prey, It's mine!"
The disciple of the Glazed Sword Sect was made red-faced by Shen Lang's words, and he shouted angrily: "You dare to humiliate our Glazed Sword Sect like this, I will definitely make you look good today!"
As they spoke, they all drew their swords, ready to take action.
Shen Lang was not afraid at all. He straightened his back, held the sword in his hand tighter, and said coldly: "What? You want to bully the minority? I, Shen Lang, are not afraid!"
Tuoba Moyu also stepped forward and yelled: "You are obviously unreasonable and you still want to bully others!"
The disciples of the Glazed Sword Sect looked at each other, and a hint of evil flashed in the leader's eyes, saying: "Don't talk nonsense with them, come together!"
For a time, the two sides were at war with each other, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
Just when the battle was about to break out, a clear voice came: "Stop it!"
Everyone looked around and saw a young man with an extraordinary temperament walking slowly.
He wore the same clothes as those disciples, but his flowing clothes made him stand out even more.
The young man walked closer, first glanced at the corpse of the monster on the ground, then glanced at both sides, and said, "What's going on?"
When the leading disciple saw Wang Tingyi, he hurried forward and the villain first complained: "Second Senior Brother, these two people robbed our prey and spoke rudely to us."
When Wang Tingyi heard this, he frowned slightly and looked at Shen Lang and Tuoba Moyu. There was a hint of fierceness and dissatisfaction in his eyes. Without saying a word, his figure flashed like a ghost and instantly attacked Shen Lang.
His movements were as fast and violent as the wind, his clothes rustled in the air, and a powerful aura suddenly broke out, as if he was going to defeat Shen Lang in one fell swoop.
When Shen Lang saw that the other party took action without any explanation, anger surged in his heart, but he also knew that this was not the time to act out of emotion, so he had to raise his sword to resist.
Shen Lang turned his wrist and his sword faced Wang Tingyi like a swimming dragon.
The two of them exchanged hands in an instant, and their swords clashed with each other for a moment, with cold light flashing.
Wang Tingyi's sword was fierce and domineering, and each sword was accompanied by a whirring sound, as if it had the power to split mountains and rocks.
Shen Lang's sword skills were flexible and changeable, and he cleverly resolved Wang Tingyi's fierce attack.
The sword energy crisscrossed, stirring up ripples in the air, and the surrounding leaves were affected by the sword energy and fell one after another.
Shen Lang's figure was erratic, like catkins in the wind. He evaded flexibly under Wang Tingyi's powerful attack and looked for opportunities to counterattack.
Wang Tingyi pressed forward step by step, and every sword was deadly, leaving Shen Lang no room to breathe.
Wang Tingyi's attack was fierce, and the sword in his hand was swung tightly, and the sword energy swept towards Shen Lang like a surging wave. Every move contained a thousand pounds of power, as if to crush Shen Lang in one fell swoop.
Shen Lang was not to be outdone. He was agile and steady, and the sword in his hand was like a nimble dragon, deftly dissolving Wang Tingyi's wave after wave of attacks.
For a moment, the sword shadows of the two crossed each other, and the clanging sound was endless, and it was difficult to tell who would win.
At this moment, Wang Tingyi's sword moves suddenly changed. His eyes were fixed, and his aura suddenly surged.
He shouted loudly and used the unique skills of the Liuli Sword Sect. The sword force instantly attacked Shen Lang like a storm.
The sword shadow was as fast as lightning, dazzling people, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.