Chapter 693 678: Why Must Women Make Things Difficult for Women?

Gang Qi radiated from Shen Lang's palm, seeming to make the very void tremble.

The incredibly fast Fangtian Halberd in Lü Qi's hand struck the Gang Qi. Not only was it stopped in its tracks, but it was also caught fast by the energy, unable to move an inch.

"You want to die? That's easy enough."

Shen Lang snorted, and his palm jolted slightly.

An immense, unstoppable force instantly surged into the Fangtian Halberd like an avalanche.

In a flash, the Fangtian Halberd, which had been gleaming with Spirit Light, shattered into countless fragments. With a BOOM, every piece pierced through Lü Qi's body!

"AHH!"

Amidst a bloodcurdling shriek, Lü Qi's body, now riddled with holes, was blasted into the air by the immense force.

Before anyone could react...

Shen Lang shot into the air, closing the distance in a heartbeat. His feet whipped out like a windmill, unleashing a fierce gust of Powerful Qi and leaving a trail of afterimages.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

In an instant, more than a dozen kicks landed on Lü Qi's chest.

Every kick carried immense force!

Every kick could shatter mountains and sunder peaks!

A dozen-odd kicks rained down relentlessly on Lü Qi's chest, instantly pulverizing the bones within.

The utterly berserk power that surged into Lü Qi's body shattered every bone in his frame in a split second.

Lü Qi's body shot out like an arrow and crashed limply to the ground, carving a deep furrow in the earth.

With a final THUD, he slammed into a large tree and came to a stop.

His eyes were wide, but all life had fled from them.

Just then, Shen Lang landed softly on the ground. He slowly turned to face the seven from Red Demon Valley and said coldly, "Tell me, how would you like to die?"

"Kill him! It's either him or us!" a brutish-looking man in the group roared.

"Let's take him on!"

The Demon Dao was full of desperadoes. If you weren't willing to risk your life, you'd likely lose it anyway.

With no way out, three of Red Demon Valley's male disciples still charged at Shen Lang, roaring defiantly.

The four female disciples, however, were frozen in fear, not daring to move a muscle.

In this life-or-death moment, looking at a face so much younger than their own, they conveniently forgot one thing...

Shen Lang was an expert of the King Martial Realm!

Before an expert of the King Martial Realm, what difference was there between a Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artist and an ant?

Shen Lang watched impassively, unmoving, as the three men charged at him, brandishing their Spiritual Artifacts with menacing auras.

The men faltered for a fraction of a second, but their Sword and Saber had already struck simultaneously from the left, right, and center, hitting Shen Lang's forehead, chest, and abdomen.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

A shower of sparks erupted. The clash of metal on metal rang out, exceptionally loud in the deathly silent valley.

The three men grunted as their Sword and Saber were instantly repelled, flying from their grasp.

The three Martial Artists from Red Demon Valley stumbled back three steps, faces etched with horror. They looked down to see their palms were a bloody mess, trembling uncontrollably.

And Shen Lang, who had used almost no Spiritual Power, was completely unscathed.

It was only then that the three finally remembered... the man before them was a monster who could withstand the Nine-Nine Tribulation Thunder with his physical body alone!

'How could mere Spiritual Artifacts possibly harm him in the slightest?'

An indescribable terror gripped their hearts. As if they had seen a ghost, all three shrieked, turned, and fled.

Even for desperadoes, faced with a power they had no hope of defeating, their courage finally broke. They instinctively pinned their last sliver of hope on escape.

Shen Lang snorted and took a step forward with his right foot.

An incomparably Powerful Qi swept out, instantly catching up to the three fleeing men.

The three men were enveloped by the Powerful Qi and lifted into the air as if seized by a giant, invisible hand. No matter how much they struggled, they couldn't break free.

A murderous glint flashed in Shen Lang's eyes. He flicked his sleeve toward the three men struggling desperately in mid-air.

Three streams of Sword Qi, so condensed they looked solid, shot forth. They instantly pierced through the men's backs, carrying their screaming bodies away...

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

With three soft thuds, the three men from Red Demon Valley were pinned to a large tree by the Sword Qi, which shone like a Light Saber.

Before everyone's eyes, the Sword Qi that pinned the three men remained like a real long saber, refusing to dissipate.

Shen Lang's gaze was cold. Without a single glance at the three men pinned dead to the trees, he slowly turned his head to face the four remaining women, who were trembling uncontrollably.

The four women from Red Demon Valley shuddered, their faces ashen, and began to tremble as if they had a fever.

"Shen Lang, please, I'm begging you, don't kill us! We were forced by Lü Qi... Our Red Demon Valley is a subordinate power of White Bone Hall, and his Cultivation is higher than ours. We had no choice!"

"Yes, yes, please spare us! We're victims too... Lü Qi forced us to... be with him. We didn't dare to refuse!"

Shen Lang's eyes were icy as he murmured, "You're all women. Why would you make things so difficult for another woman? You chose to associate with a man like Lü Qi, and that's your business. But when you saw another woman being violated by him, not only did you lack a shred of compassion, you fanned the flames and aided the wicked... Are you even human?"

Hearing the killing intent in his voice, the four women exchanged a look, then simultaneously grabbed their clothes and violently ripped them open.

Everything was laid bare before Shen Lang.

One of them was even more direct, channeling her Spiritual Power to blast her robes to dust. From the looks of it, she had no intention of getting dressed again.

"Shen Lang, please spare us! As long as you let us go, we'll do anything you ask!"

"That's right! We'll take good care of you, we'll take you to paradise. Just trust us!"

The four women's fearful trembling vanished. Their voices became cloyingly sweet, and their eyes filled with endless seduction.

Four pale, naked bodies slowly approached Shen Lang.

It was a truly breathtaking sight.

In their presence, any man's defenses would likely crumble completely.

Just as the naked women were closing in on Shen Lang, and the men from the Imperial Dragon Sect stood there dumbfounded...

a figure clad in Silver Armor suddenly landed behind the four women of Red Demon Valley.

Before they could react...

Tang Yiyi moved through them like a phantom. Her Longsword slid silently across their necks, trailing a brilliant blue light.

The four women clutched their necks, but blood gushed ceaselessly from between their fingers.

Their eyes bulged, filled with the terror of impending death. Their mouths gaped open as they desperately tried to scream, but only gurgling sounds came out.

In a mere instant, all life faded from their bodies.

All four collapsed to the ground, silenced forever.

"Shameless!" Tang Yiyi shot Shen Lang a sidelong glance and snapped. Then, she took out a robe, walked over, and draped it over Ye Xue.

Shen Lang was about to nod when he suddenly realized what she meant. His brow furrowed in annoyance. 'Damn it, that woman... who's she calling shameless!'

'Tang Yiyi's words seemed to be aimed at the dead women, but it also felt like she was scolding me... The thing is, I was going to kill them too. I didn't have any other ideas, did I?'

"What the hell..." Shen Lang muttered, his gaze falling upon Ye Xue, who Tang Yiyi was helping to her feet.

Ye Xue clutched the robe Tang Yiyi had given her, wrapping it tightly around herself. The color was finally returning to her face.

However, her body still trembled uncontrollably, and her lips were purple.

When she saw Shen Lang look her way, Ye Xue flinched like a startled rabbit and hid behind Tang Yiyi. Her long hair fell forward, obscuring most of her face.

Shen Lang averted his gaze and walked slowly toward the group from the Imperial Dragon Sect.

Long Fong and the others, who had been staring blankly, felt a chill grip their hearts. They immediately began to beg for their lives.

They kowtowed again and again, not stopping even when their foreheads were bleeding.

"A true man kneels only to heaven, earth, and his parents! Get up, all of you!"

Shen Lang barked, and a wave of power swept out, sending Long Fong and the other disciples of the Imperial Dragon Sect flying.

When Shen Lang, a King Martial Realm expert, made a move, how could those in the Spirit Martial Realm possibly resist?

Each one felt as if they'd been struck by a mountain, and they coughed up blood while still in mid-air.

Long Fong was terrified out of his mind. He didn't even bother to wipe the blood from his lips as he scrambled back, bowing repeatedly to Shen Lang. "Shen Lang, I'll never do it again! Please, spare me! I swear, I'll never..."

PFFT!

Before Long Fong could finish, a Longsword silently ran him through from the left.

Ye Xue, her eyes filled with hatred, held the sword with both hands and gave it a vicious twist, causing Long Fong to let out a pained scream.

"Bitch!"

Long Fong roared and shot his right palm toward Ye Xue's chest.

The dying blow of a Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Heaven expert like Long Fong was no small matter.

Ye Xue didn't even have time to pull her Longsword free. The Palm Wind, accompanied by the sharp sound of Breaking the Sky, was already upon her.

At that critical moment, Tang Yiyi grabbed Ye Xue with her right hand and yanked her back, while her left hand slapped diagonally at Long Fong's Palm Wind.

BOOM!

Tang Yiyi deflected Long Fong's powerful Palm Wind. It slammed into a nearby boulder, shattering it to dust.

Meanwhile, Long Fong clutched his wound with one hand and slowly raised the other.

The hand he raised had turned completely black.

"Poison... You're so vicious..."

Black blood frothed from Long Fong's mouth. He raised his hand as if to grab for Ye Xue, but the strength in his body had already vanished. With a THUD, he fell straight back.

"Haha, hahahaha! Father, I've avenged you! Yun Qing is dead, Long Fong is dead! All that's left is Xu Daolin!"

Ye Xue cackled like a madwoman and let out a piercing shriek.

Shen Lang watched all this quietly and sighed to himself. He glanced at the remaining members of the Imperial Dragon Sect and said, "I have deep ties to the Imperial Dragon Sect. Several of its King Martial Realm experts are in Celestial Phoenix City right now, helping to protect my family. Consider yourselves lucky this time. Scram!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Shen Lang once again sent the men from the Imperial Dragon Sect flying.

Hearing this, the men were overjoyed.

Despite their serious injuries, they scrambled to their feet the moment they landed and fled for their lives.

Shen Lang glanced at Ye Xue, who was still cackling, and shook his head slightly. He gave a small nod to Tang Yiyi. "Let's go."

With that, he took to the sky.

PS: There's a typhoon, and the wind was strong last night. I caught a cold. What a tragedy. That's why this chapter is a little late.