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Chapter 220: No One Can Compete
"Watch out for the knife!" Song Que shouted.

At the same time, the Heavenly Sword was unsheathed.

The Tai Chi Hall was immediately filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere. The Heavenly Sword slashed across the void with a flashing blade. All the life and death energy of heaven and earth were concentrated on the blade, and the stars and the moon in the sky were immediately dimmed.

This feeling is extremely strange and weird, difficult to explain and indescribable.

Those with low skills could not see Song Que. What they saw was the Heavenly Sword breaking through the air, crossing a space of five meters, and slashing straight towards Shen Lang.

In an instant, all the air and vitality in the surroundings seemed to be sucked away by Song Que's earth-shaking sword, leaving behind a terrifying smell of death and murder.

The Heavenly Sword did not make any sound of breaking wind, and there was no sense of sword energy, but the three Fu sisters and Master Feixuan and others clearly grasped that Song Que's sword covered the sky and the earth. It seemed that Shen Lang had no other choice but to fight hard.

This is Song Que's real skill.

Shi Feixuan opened her beautiful eyes wide, staring at Shen Lang without blinking, secretly wondering in her heart whether she could withstand Song Que's shocking and world-shattering sword.

Shen Lang did not move, but just grabbed the void, and a long sword appeared in his hand as if it was summoned.

At this moment, a dazzling and dazzling flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the originally freezing winter night without any warning!

This flash of lightning was like a giant silver dragon, instantly tearing through the dark night sky and falling straight towards the long sword in Shen Lang's hand.

In an instant, the originally ordinary long sword seemed to be given life, suddenly becoming transparent and emitting thousands of brilliant rays of light.

Countless high-voltage electric currents with flashing blue arcs moved rapidly along the blade like spirit snakes, making a "squeaking" sound, as if cheering or roaring softly.

This scene was so shocking that everyone present was dumbfounded and stunned.

They originally thought that the appearance of Song Que's Heavenly Sword would be a shocking scene rarely seen in the world, but they never expected that the moves displayed by Shen Lang at this moment would be even more powerful, making everyone feel as if they were in a dream, unable to tell whether what they saw and heard was real or illusory.

For a moment, everyone's minds were deeply shaken by this wonderful sight and could hardly calm down.

Shen Lang said: "One knife!"

The long blade in his hand, which was flashing with cold light, was swung suddenly, carrying a dazzling flash of lightning, like a roaring dragon, and slashed towards Song Que in the air at lightning speed.

Although Song Que took the first step, Shen Lang's sword was faster than the sharp sword energy he released.

An unprecedented sense of tragedy surged in Song Que's heart, as if he was on a battlefield where thousands of troops were fighting fiercely, the blood dyed the earth red, and the corpses piled up like mountains, it was a horrible sight.

At this moment, Song Que was completely unable to tell whether the sword was fast or slow, because he only felt that this sword contained the endless wonderful changes of the entire universe. That kind of power was endless, without beginning or end, making it impossible to grasp or resist.

Although You Chuhong was ten feet away from Shen Lang, she could actually feel the airflow brought about by Shen Lang's sword. It was so cold that it penetrated her bones, making her tremble all over and she was on the verge of collapse.

In the blink of an eye, the dazzling lightning suddenly flashed down, accompanied by a deafening thunder.

This loud noise not only easily broke the powerful sword energy that Song Que had swung before, but it was more like an invincible giant hammer hitting him hard.

Song Que was like a kite with a broken string. The knife, which was loaded with violent lightning power, chopped him off the Taiji Hall and flew ten feet away.

Afterwards, he landed heavily on the wide square in front of the Taiji Hall, and his body continued to roll for more than three meters due to inertia, until his speed gradually slowed down and he stopped.

And under Shen Lang's feet, there appeared an astonishingly shallow pit that was more than ten feet long and about half a foot deep.

This shallow pit is like a wound torn in the earth. It is so shocking that people can't help but gasp after seeing it.

There is no doubt that the power displayed by this knife is so powerful that it can shock the world and make ghosts cry. It is truly breathtaking.

quiet!
The surroundings were as silent as death.

Li Yuan was so frightened that he pulled out several hairs of his beard.

What did he see?
Tiandao Song Que was defeated?

And he was defeated in just one move?
Dugu Feng's beautiful eyes shone with excitement, and she had a sweet smile on her face, almost clapping and cheering.

Ning Daoqi, Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan all looked solemn.

No wonder he dared to challenge the three great masters at the same time.

The faces of Zhang Shumou and others had turned pale. Even Tiandao Song Que could not withstand the power of his move, so he himself had no way to resist.

Before anyone could react, Shen Lang spoke again: "Everyone, I'm going to take action."

The people present did not dare to be negligent. Although they did not know who he would attack, they were all busy mobilizing their internal energy.

Shen Lang first punched Ning Daoqi.

As soon as he punched out, he kicked at Bi Xuan and the crazy Indian monk Fu Nanda with both feet.

At the same time, he slashed at Fu Cailin with a knife. Just after the knife was chopped out, he turned around and slashed at Qu Ao and his three disciples.

The roof in front of him cracked straight into two grooves, three meters long and two feet wide, heading straight towards Master Fu Cailin and Qu Ao. There were still some aftershocks of lightning on the grooves, making crackling sounds, which were obviously the result of the power of his two swords.

This series of movements was extremely fast, completed in the blink of an eye, as if punching, kicking and stabbing at the same time.

It's hard to tell whether he throws the knife or the punch first.

But each move has the power to shock the world and make ghosts cry.

Shen Lang stood there quietly with his hands behind his back, as if he had never made a move.

Ning Daoqi's sleeves bulged and arched, blocking the punch that was trying to take away the power of heaven and earth.

"Pong!"

With a loud bang, the two forces collided with each other, and the snow under Ning Daoqi's feet suddenly flew outward, revealing a glazed roof with a radius of more than two meters.

Moreover, his robe sleeves were also shattered, revealing two long arms.

Under the impact of the two people's powerful true qi, his sleeves were immediately torn to pieces.

Ning Daoqi's face turned pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body staggered.

He felt that this punch represented a power close to that of the universe, without beginning or end, seamless and uninterrupted, so huge that no human power could contend with it.

Li Yuan and others' eyes almost popped out. Ning Daoqi lost again?
And he lost without even making a single move?

"Scattered!" Shi Feixuan exclaimed and flew to Ning Daoqi's side.

The Yi sword in Fu Cailin's hand had just been unsheathed for an inch when Shen Lang's knife had already chopped it down.

There seemed to be thousands of murderous auras in the air, and with lightning-like blades, they enveloped him and his sword.

Then the whole person was struck like Song Que, flying ten feet from the ground, falling heavily on the square in front of the hall, and rolling more than two feet on the ground before stopping.

"Master!" The three Fu sisters exclaimed at the same time and flew over.

next moment.

Master Qu Ao and his three disciples also flew backwards like Fu Cailin. After falling heavily to the ground, they rolled for more than three feet before stopping.

Both Bi Xuan and Fu Nanda felt that the other party did not just kick once, because they could feel the kick points pouring down like a rainstorm and the kick force was as fierce as a gale.

An extremely huge pressure came directly upon them, and this powerful force seemed to crush them all, and it also had a huge suction force.

The two men were unable to retreat, and they immediately had difficulty breathing, their internal organs seemed to be about to explode, their whole bodies felt like they were being pricked by needles, and their true energy was completely suppressed.

But unexpectedly, the momentum of the kick changed, and suddenly a heavy kick landed on the chest of both men.

The two of them were kicked away like floating catkins.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out blood in mid-air.

"puff!"

The two were kicked more than ten feet away and only stopped after hitting a wall heavily.

Pong!
The wall behind the two of them was cracked.

Everyone present was collectively stunned.

It took me a long time to come back to my senses.

There was deep shock in everyone's eyes.

He actually defeated so many people in a row by himself?
What is the origin of this young man?
He looks like he is only in his early twenties, but he can beat several world-famous grandmasters and masters who are well-known in the martial arts world without any chance of fighting back!
Moreover, only Song Que made a move, while the rest were unable to make a single move.

After this battle, he replaced Ning Daoqi as the number one person in Central Plains.

At this moment, Li Yuan felt extremely regretful.

If I had known that the other party was so powerful, I should not have treated him with the courtesy of an emperor that day.

Instead, you should invite the other party with the lowest attitude.

Shen Langqi stood proudly on the Tai Chi Hall with his hands behind his back, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

He sighed softly, "I learned boxing at the age of ten, and mastered it at the age of twenty. I have gained insight into the Dao of Heaven and Man. In the universe, there is no one who can compete with me. From the many countries in India to the west to Persia and Europe, and from the north to the Rakshasa Kingdom, there is no one who is worthy of discussing Dao with me. It can be said that I am so lonely."

"Master Song, Master Fu, and Master Ning are all closely related to me. One thought can lead to evil, and one thought can lead to good. Good and evil are just a thought away. I am not a bloodthirsty person. I will stop here today. When my hands itch, I will pick a fight with you again."

Hearing this, no matter Ning Daoqi, masters like Fu Cailin, or onlookers like You Chuhong and Li Yuan, they all felt great respect for this top master. Only someone with such a broad mind and courage could be called the number one in Middle-earth.

Ning Daoqi bowed to the ground and said sincerely, "There are always people better than you. This is absolutely true. I have been enlightened today. Thank you for your mercy, young man."

He looked at Shi Feixuan, "Feixuan, I am powerless to help you this time. I have failed your trust."

"There's no need to blame yourself, Sanren." Shi Feixuan said softly, "You've done your best."

Ning Daoqi nodded and looked at Song Que again, "I wonder if Brother Song can move? How about we have a drink and talk?"

Song Que slowly got up from the ground and said, "Since Brother Dao has invited me, how can Song Que be polite? Let's drink to our heart's content tonight.

Ning Daoqi laughed heartily and said, "What a great Song Que! In that case, let's go."

The two of them immediately put on their clothes and left, leaving the palace in the blink of an eye.

Fu Cailin sighed and said calmly, "My life has always been about searching for something unknown, because it can bring deeper meaning to life. And in that enrollment just now, there was death, and in death there was life. Fu Cailin admires it. Jun'er, Jun'er, Jun'er, let's go."

He had come all the way to Middle-earth to show off his power for Goryeo, but unfortunately he had fallen flat on his face.

Then he left with three disciples.

"I'm unworthy of being called a Martial Lord. Today I realize there are still those who surpass me." Bi Xuan sighed softly. "I've finally learned what true martial arts are. After this battle, young man, you will surely become the well-deserved 'Supreme Martial Lord'. Bi Xuan bids farewell."

After saying that, he stood up, performed his martial arts and left.

After he left, Dugu Feng whispered, "Your Highness, if Bi Xuan died here, would it be beneficial to our Tang Dynasty?"

Li Shimin sighed softly and said, "If Bi Xuan dies in battle tonight, once the news gets out, the 30,000 Golden Wolf soldiers under his command will lose their minds. Everyone will be frantic to wash away the humiliation brought by Bi Xuan's death. They will kill every Han Chinese they can, and wash the martial arts world clean with blood."

"Similarly, no matter who dies here tonight, whether they are Tiele, Korean, or Turkic, they will all madly retaliate against the Han people and those close to Brother Shen. Even if Brother Shen has supernatural powers, it will not quench the thirst of the near, and will only cause countless deaths."

Dugu Feng suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

Fu Nanda and Qu Ao, master and disciple, apologized and left.

Because they are all injured now, if Li Yuan orders the arrows to be shot, they will have no way to resist. Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one.

Shi Feixuan looked at Shen Lang, "Brother Shen, why don't we leave too?"

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded.

Before Li Yuan could try to persuade them to stay, the two of them disappeared.

As Shi Feixuan walked away, her beautiful eyes brimmed with genuine joy that could not be concealed. She said softly, "I thought you would kill Ning Daoqi or the other Grandmasters, but I didn't expect you to show mercy."

"I'm not a murderer by nature, otherwise how could they withstand a single blow from me?" Shen Lang sighed. "I only have two wishes in this life. The first is that the world will be peaceful, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, away from the flames of war. You know this."

Shi Feixuan's beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked deeply into his eyes. She smiled gently and said softly, "What about your second wish?"

"Aside from the previous wish, my second wish is to have sex with more women." Shen Lang said truthfully, "Will you let me have sex tonight?"

Shi Feixuan said angrily, "You, you mentioned this kind of thing in just a few words."

Shen Lang took out the Heshi Bi and played with it while saying, "When a wise leader is chosen, I will give it to you."

Shi Feixuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Shi Qingxuan is here, don't you want to see her?"

"She is coming?"

"Yes." Shi Feixuan nodded gently, "I'm currently at Yuhe Temple."

"In that case, let's go pick her up, and then go to my Xiaoyao Palace for a drink and chat." Shen Lang said, "Although I don't understand how to govern the world, we will have many common topics."

The figures of the two gradually disappeared in the snowy night.

The next morning, as the dawn broke, the entire Chang'an City seemed to have just woken up from sleep, but the shock brought by the thrilling duel last night had already swept through the city like a tide.

In the streets, alleys, teahouses and restaurants, people gathered in groups of three or five, whispering and talking.

"Did you know? Last night, Shen Lang was able to fight nine top masters in a row!"

"How is this possible? Aren't there only three great masters?"

"But Song Que also showed up, and Qu Ao tried to fight some crazy monk. Aside from Song Que, the other eight masters didn't even have time to perform a single move before they were defeated by Shen Lang!"

"So, does that mean Song Que is more powerful than the other three masters?" someone asked curiously.

"That's not the case. It was Song Que who took the initiative and swung out an extremely sharp sword. But unexpectedly, his astonishingly powerful sword not only failed to defeat Shen Lang, but was easily neutralized by Shen Lang, who successfully counterattacked."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

Then, someone else excitedly shouted, "By the way, I saw a strange sight in the sky last night. A dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the dark night sky. I heard it was caused by Shen Lang."

"So the strange phenomenon last night was caused by Shen Lang? I thought I was seeing things!"

"According to eyewitnesses, Shen Lang swung his sword three times during the battle, and each strike was accompanied by dazzling lightning! It's truly an incredible skill!"

The news spread like wildfire across the country.

Countless people vied to witness this supreme master of martial arts.

Shen Lang quietly left Chang'an.

Later, there were legends that some people had seen him in Yangzhou, some in Sichuan, and some even encountered him on the Dongming Sect's large ship at sea.

Although the rumored locations are different, the only similarity is that every time he appears, he is surrounded by various beauties.

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(End of this chapter)