Matrilocal Son-in-law Is Supreme

"Are you fighting or not? Why are you blabbering so much? Is it because your menopause is earlier or is it because you've been empty for so many years? Have you already plundered all the cucumber and radish gardens at home?" Shen Lang said impatiently.    

    

"What did you say?" Sikong Xuan couldn't react for a moment.    

    

The rune array could block the force of impact, but it could not block out sound.    

    

Every word that Shen Lang said was clearly heard by everyone present.    

    

They were all old drivers, and they immediately understood Shen Lang's words and understood his underlying meaning. In the third party's auditorium, some people even started to look at the Sikong Family house halfway up the mountain, seemingly wanting to see if there really was a cucumber field or radish garden there.    

    

"Applause — —" Que De waved his hand again!    

    

"Exquisite, brilliant, refined, streamlined, High Lord is awesome!" Over three hundred people were applauding and cheering!    

    

"Shen Lang, what do you mean? You actually insulted me like this! I'm going to kill you!" Sikong Xuan shouted in a flustered manner as she understood the hidden meaning behind Shen Lang's words. Tears were already flowing down her cheeks.    

    

Shen Lang laughed secretly in his heart, thinking that the effect of Que De's words was really good. Que De was the only one who could afford to blame others and drive.    

    

"Whooosh."    

    

While Shen Lang was still laughing, Sikong Xuan had already made her move. She raised her hand and a large amount of purplish-red energy crystal spikes shot towards Shen Lang.    

    

At the same time, around Shen Lang, streams of Origin Energy pillars intertwined and rotated at high speeds, forming a whirlpool. It continuously spun and contracted, blocking Shen Lang's escape path and further killing him.    

    

Sikong Xuan didn't plan to leave Shen Lang any chance of survival the moment she attacked.    

    

"This little girl is really ruthless." Shen Lang did not panic at all. He stomped hard and the ground immediately caved in. The formation charms trembled and the transparent barrier on the ground supported Shen Lang's body, supporting the ground to return to its original state.    

    

Shen Lang borrowed the recoil from the magical formation on the ground to rise up from the ground. He charged out from the center of the vortex formed by the source energy. The large amount of Origin Energy spikes also missed.    

    

Just when Shen Lang's body was about to reach mid-air, Sikong Xuan caught up with him. The flexible sword in her hand trembled and the tip of the sword bit towards Shen Lang's heart like a viper.    

    

Shen Lang felt a cold sword energy heading straight for his chest. He turned his body in the air, drew an arc, and landed on the ground behind him. Before he even landed, he shouted: "You're not allowed to use weapons, this is clearly a violation of the rules."    

    

"Mr. Shen Lang, it's true that you can't use any magical equipment during a fight. Miss Sikong Xuan only used an ordinary flexible sword, so it wasn't a violation of the rules. If it is a magic tool, how could the six witnesses here not see it? " Hee Qingtong said slowly.    

    

"Hmph, Shen Lang, although my Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword is not a magical equipment, it is still an extremely precious divine blade, ranked 227 on the Yanhua Empire Ranking. For a bumpkin like you, you definitely don't know what the Divine Weapon List is, right? It's the one with the strongest five hundred cold weapons in the entire Yanhua Empire … " Sikong Xuan held the Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword in her hand horizontally in front of her and started to brag non-stop.    

    

"Were you a tape in your previous life? So much talk." Shen Lang touched his Space Ring and a long sword appeared in his hand. It was the weapon refined from the refined bones of the Winged Bat.    

    

"This sword of mine is called Dragon Abyss. I made it myself. It's not on the leaderboard, but it's enough to make you suffer a bit."    

    

"What shameless boasting!" Sikong Xuan's body flashed and appeared in front of Shen Lang. She waved her sword and thrust it straight at Shen Lang's forehead.    

    

"Sikong Xuan, you're qualified to use a sword at this stage. I'll show you what true swordsmanship is!" Shen Lang waved the sword in his hand and swung it horizontally. The blade trembled and the tip of the sword instantly released dozens of plum blossoms of light spots towards Sikong Xuan.    

    

Sikong Xuan could feel the sharp sword intent in those plum blossoms, so she did not dare to be careless. She had to withdraw her sword attack that was aimed at Shen Lang's forehead, waving her sword to resist the dozens of plum blossom sword intent that contained killing intent.    

    

"Ding ding ding —"    

    

A series of clanging sounds of metals clashing rang out. Sikong Xuan looked at the dozens of plum blossoms that had been blocked, and her movements appeared to be extremely hasty and reluctant.    

    

"This move is called 'Windswept Plum Flower'."    

    

Shen Lang raised his sword again and thrust out his sword. It looked like the sword that Sikong Xuan thrust towards his forehead just now, but it was much faster. Shen Lang raised his sword again and stabbed out his sword.    

    

Sikong Xuan blocked with her sword and barely managed to push Shen Lang's sword away, but she found that the Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword in her hand was entangled by an inexplicable force and was about to fly out uncontrollably. Shen Lang, who was just pushed away by her, once again appeared in front of her.    

    

"Good sword art!" Level 3 Sergeant Major Hu Fei slapped the armrest of his chair and could not help but applaud loudly.    

    

Zhuge Jian, Hee Qingtong, and the others were not as excited as Hu Fei, but they also praised Shen Lang's two moves.    

    

Furthermore, Zhuge Jian realized that these two items of Shen Lang's and the Eight Trigrams Palm were similar in some ways, but they were fundamentally different.    

    

Seeing that the sword tip was closing in, Sikong Xuan had no choice but to retreat again and again. She kept retreating until she reached the edge of the arena and only stopped when she hit the protective barrier.    

    

Shen Lang did not give chase. The feeling of the sword qi almost piercing her throat still made Sikong Xuan's heart palpitate.    

    

"This move is called 'White Ape Fruit Submission'. Sikong Xuan, that sword in your hand is not bad. It's a pity that you followed the wrong master. You don't understand swords at all. "The Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword has entered your hand and is now truly being wasted by you." Shen Lang slowly retracted his sword. It was a simple movement, but it was also indescribably agile and elegant.    

    

"You … You're talking nonsense! " Sikong Xuan was so angry that her face turned red. She once again rushed towards Shen Lang.    

    

Sikong Xuan's slender fingers gripped the Spirit Serpent Flexible Sword tightly. A faint purplish-red wind rolled and surged around the sword's blade. A sharp sword aura extended and contracted on the sword's tip.    

    

"Swish!"    

    

The purplish-red sword qi on the tip of the sword suddenly expanded to five to six meters long. It streaked across the sky in a huge fan shape as it swept towards Shen Lang.    

    

"Shen Lang, can you block this sword qi!?" Sikong Xuan was very satisfied with her move and could not help but challenge Shen Lang.    

    

"Heh – when Origin Energy covers the sword, it's called Sword Qi. Your understanding of Sword Qi is truly shallow." Shen Lang smiled contemptuously and raised his sword again.