"In this competition, An Bulang will win!"

Yun Tianming, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, announced the results of the competition.

This sentence brought everyone back from their confused mood.

Everyone looked at the spotless young man in the competition dojo, and their hearts were filled with uncontrollable shock.

"Elder Chen Pingyi is a powerful person at the eighth level of the Divine Sea, and he was actually killed by An Bulang?"

"This...doesn't this mean that An Bulang is qualified to compete with Bai Ling and the Eight Gods?"

"Oh my god, how old is he?!"

"This is no longer something that a monster can explain, it's completely beyond comprehension!"

"Is this the reincarnation of an immortal?"

The disciples and elders of the Divine Sword Sect have countless questions in their minds.

They are not disgusted with An Bulang. Chen Pingyi has a bad record in the sect. Except for his apprentice and lover, no one really has a good impression of him. On the contrary, there are not many who have a good impression and curiosity about An Bulang.

Among the Dao disciples of Bai Ling Imperial Academy, some have become Bai Ling Yashen, some have entered the Dao realm, and there are even the strongest Dao disciples in history, Lan Kezi, who has entered the stage of transcending tribulation. But when they were in school, they could only

He is also at the first or second level of the Divine Sea Realm. Even Lan Kezi was only rated as one of the Eight Bai Ling Gods when he was about to graduate.

What about An Bu Lang?

I've only been in school for a year or two.

It’s almost catching up with Lan Kezi’s achievements in 1981.

This is simply not an achievement that normal monks can achieve!

Su Zheng's body swayed slightly, and he almost collapsed and fell.

He originally thought that An Bulang wanted to have a discussion with him. But he didn't expect that he and An Bulang had a 50-50 relationship a few months ago. No, be more modest. It was a 28-80 relationship. Now what?

Open a chicken now!

An Bulang could probably pin him down with just one finger!

Are the differences between people really that big?

Sect leader Yun Tianming looked at the young man's figure and was filled with emotions as well.

"This is a true dragon that will surely soar to the nine heavens. The Bai Ling Empire Academy did not misjudge him, and the Bai Ling Empire's dragon veins did not misjudge him either. His future achievements will surely be above those of the Bai Ling Eight Gods!"

Sword God Ji Mingxin narrowed his eyes when he heard this judgment and did not answer.

Although he can crush Chen Pingyi like An Bulang, An Bulang's potential is indeed terrifying, bottomless and terrifying...

But he will not be ashamed of himself. Practicing a discipline does not rely solely on qualifications.

If you know the way clearly, just follow your own way.

It's not about comparison, it's about proving your own truth.

An Bulang walked towards Lang Meng and others very weakly.

"Help me, please, I'm so tired..." The young man called for help.

The members of the Lang League couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths, and their faces looked like I believe you are a ghost.

When you killed Chen Pingyi, one of the top ten masters of the Divine Sword Sect, why didn't you see that you needed help?

However, Mo Shi still couldn't bear it and took the initiative to help An Bulang.

Those soft and slender little hands like wicker, and that warm, soft and fragrant embrace made An Bulang very comfortable, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Jiang Muqing's face turned dark when she saw this scene, and she said bluntly: "Do you look like you need help? Are you looking for an excuse to take advantage of my senior Mo Shi?!"

"Don't say that to classmate An Bulang. He looks very weak at first glance. This can't be faked. He has to hold my waist to stand still." Mo Shi excused An Bulang.

Jiang Muqing: "..."

Come on, this doesn’t make sense at all!

Su Huohuo and Su Mu trotted up to An Bulang, staring at An Bulang with their two pairs of big eyes, as if they were staring at something rare.

"Classmate Bulang, you hide yourself so deeply." Su Mu said weakly.

An Bulang was so awesome that Su Mu could only call him you.

"It's so deep that I can't describe it. It's unfathomable, a huge abyss!" Su Huohuo looked excited, with admiration on his face, "If the enemy is accidentally tricked by you, he will be destroyed forever!"

"Bulang is going to become an immortal." Yun Qingyu pondered for a moment and said no more.

This is a young man whose vision is difficult to see through. He always feels that the other party has too many mysteries, one after another, and it is impossible to figure them out with common sense.

"Come on, stop bragging, let's call it a day and go back." An Bulang waved his hand.

After saying that, he turned around and smiled at the leader of the Divine Sword Sect, and said apologetically: "I came to the Divine Sword Sect and made a big fuss, disturbing the sect leader. I apologize to you here."

Yun Tianming's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile: "It doesn't matter, everything is done under the rules of the Divine Sword Sect, Daozi does not need to apologize like this."

Although he said this, he was full of slander in his heart.

You killed all my elders. Is this disturbing the sect master's purity?

An Bulang rode away on the ugly lion. Tens of thousands of disciples and elders of the Divine Sword Sect looked at the back in the distance and watched him leave, as if they were watching the departure of a myth.

They knew that the members of the Lang League and An Bulang's name would once again cause a stir in the Bai Ling Empire!

A student alliance from Bai Ling Imperial College attacks the Divine Sword Sect?

Sounds like a joke.

But now it is indeed happening.

And it ended perfectly with a complete victory.

Even Chen Pingyi, one of the top ten masters of the Divine Sword Sect, was killed by the alliance leader.

This is a revenge, and it is also the prelude for the Langmeng to officially enter the grand stage of top practice!

After his revenge was over, An Bulang felt comfortable all over, as if he had fulfilled a wish.

His revenge was from morning to night, the sooner the better, and now it ended just right.

Hongli's face looked a little disappointed.

"What's wrong? Are you worried?"

An Bulang asked curiously when he saw the woman beside him missing.

Hongli glanced at An Bulang and sighed: "Oh, your strength has grown too fast, I can't bully you anymore..."

An Bulang was stunned when he heard this, then raised Hongli's snow-white jade chin and said with a smile: "Yes, I will bully you from now on."

Hongli felt the young man's burning eyes, her face turned red, and she whispered: "What kind of bullying method?"

Junshi looked at the man and woman chatting on his back, grinned uglyly and said, "How about a lion shock?"

An Bulang: "???"

Hongli: "..."

The handsome lion has changed. He is no longer the ugly lion who speaks in an exotic accent and is extremely pure.

The journey of revenge has come to a perfect conclusion.

An Bulang took out Chen Pingyi's Najie and divided the spoils according to work. All members of the Lang League were paid. For example, Jiang Muqing had ten thousand spirit stones and several pills. Although Jin Yuexi said he didn't want it,

An Bulang still stuffed a bunch of garbage into her.

Mo Shi and Yun Qingyu obtained a bunch of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

The handsome lion got a bunch of bones and organs of powerful alien beasts as food.

Su Huohuo gained the most. An Bulang gave the Purple Que Spirit Sword to Su Huohuo. After all, he had lent the Chixiao sword to Su Huohuo before, and Su Huohuo still lacked a good sword at the moment.

How could Su Huohuo ask for it? He bluntly said that An Bulang's generous help that day was the best kindness to him. This action was entirely of his own free will and he could not accept a single cent.

An Bulang couldn't beat the wood, so he had to leave the spirit sword to feed Tuan Tuan.

Su Mu also received a reward. This beautiful cheerleader was awarded one hundred spiritual stones.

An Bulang was very generous with his actions, and everyone returned with a full load.

Hongli wanted a kiss as a reward, and An Bulang said he would give it on credit first.

Immediately afterwards, An Bulang began to count the treasures inside Chen Pingyina Ring.

Chen Pingyi may prefer to kill people and seize treasures, and there are many treasures in them. In addition to the Purple Que Spirit Sword, there is also a Heavenly Spiritual Pearl, which can clearly sense the heavenly materials and earthly treasures with sufficient aura within a ten-mile radius.

That thing is good as a treasure hunting tool.

"Our Langmeng has done another big thing!" Jiang Muqing said with emotion.

"By the way, what was the purpose of our Langmeng alliance?" Yun Qingyu blinked.

Mo Shi said seriously: "Stability and development are ignored, and the way of being indifferent to the world will last forever."

Jin Yuexi pursed her lips and smiled, her voice clear and tactful: "Senior Mo Shi remembers it wrong, the purpose of the Lang Alliance should be: Stable development is impossible, waves break through the sky forever."
To be continued...