"What?"
Seeing Shen Lang suddenly attack Long Po, Qi Tuojiang and Kong Wudao were both startled.
They wanted to warn Long Po to be careful, but Shen Lang's attack was too fast. The next second, Shen Lang's leg swept towards Long Po.
Long Po also didn't expect Shen Lang to attack like a furious beast the moment he decided to. Her face instantly turned ugly.
However, despite having lost one eye, her martial arts cultivation was still at the peak of the Earth realm, slightly stronger than Shen Lang.
Therefore, facing Shen Lang's sudden attack, Long Po was not afraid. She wielded the dragon-headed staff in her hand to block.
In a flash, the next second, Long Po directly blocked Shen Lang's fierce leg with the dragon-headed crutch.
Although the dragon-headed crutch blocked Shen Lang's attack, the terrifying force vibrated Long Po back seven or eight steps before she stabilized her footing.
"This brat is becoming more and more terrifying."
Long Po looked at Shen Lang in front of her, her heart pounding, and muttered to herself.
The last time Long Po saw Shen Lang, his martial arts cultivation was clearly inferior to his current level. But in such a short period, Shen Lang had improved by a large margin, now only a hair's breadth away from the peak of the Earth realm.
Honestly, Long Po couldn't understand why this kid's talent was so terrifying and his martial arts cultivation improved so quickly.
However, Long Po couldn't understand, and Shen Lang didn't give her a chance to figure it out.
Since a whip kick didn't send Long Po flying, Shen Lang showed no surprise. The next second, Shen Lang leaped again and swept another whip kick.
"Is this kid crazy?"
Sensing Shen Lang's frenzied energy, Long Po's face turned ugly, but she still responded calmly, raising the dragon-headed crutch in her hand to block.
Just like before, Shen Lang's leg collided with the dragon-headed crutch again.
But this time, Long Po was forced back more than ten steps before she could stabilize herself. The tiger's mouth of her hands holding the dragon-headed crutch had cracked, and blood flowed down the crutch.
"Long Po, you're old. With one eye gone, your combat power has greatly diminished. Now, facing a burgeoning young man like me, you can only be slaughtered."
As a look of shock appeared on Long Po's face, Shen Lang laughed wildly and charged towards Long Po again.
This time, Shen Lang directly swung his fists towards Long Po.
Shen Lang was like a ferocious leopard, incredibly fast. His fists were like Li Yuanba's Drum-beating Golden Hammers, smashing towards Long Po with lightning speed.
Although Long Po didn't collide head-on with Shen Lang, she felt the ferocity and savagery of his attack, and her face grew increasingly grim.
"Fists fear the young" was no exaggeration.
No matter how formidable Long Po was, she was an elderly woman in her fifties. Her stamina had long since weakened, but Shen Lang was different. He was only twenty-five years old, capable of eating seven or eight bowls of rice and a large leg of lamb in one sitting.
Their martial arts cultivation was similar, but their physical strength differed greatly.
As Shen Lang's fists neared Long Po, Long Po dared not meet them head-on. She could only swing her dragon-headed crutch to strike.
The dragon-headed crutch, wielded by Long Po, unleashed terrifying power. It collided with Shen Lang's fists with incredible speed.
However, Shen Lang's fists were not smashed, but the dragon head on Long Po's crutch was instantly shattered.
As the dragon head was pulverized, the next second, a venomous snake shot out like lightning, lunging to bite Shen Lang's neck.
"Brother Shen, be careful, that's a highly venomous snake."
The snake that flew out of the crutch was a green snake. This same green snake had bitten Yu Fei just a few moments ago.
Yu Fei knew the toxicity of this green snake, so she quickly warned Shen Lang.
Hearing Yu Fei's words, Shen Lang smiled and quickly extended his right hand.
Shen Lang didn't look at the snake's position; catching it was pure instinct from years of hunting.
When he was on Prisoner Dragon Mountain, he hunted daily, catching poisonous snakes and fierce beasts. This was something he did every day.
He had no idea how many poisonous snakes he had caught with his bare hands, but Shen Lang remembered that during the two years he was fifteen and sixteen, he and the old man and Wolong had eaten snake meat for a full year.
Catching a snake with his bare hands was something Shen Lang could do without even looking; his ears had already given him the answer.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang had grabbed the green snake's neck.
"Oh, a bamboo viper?"
Looking at the green snake in his hand, Shen Lang smiled and said, "Long Po, the venomous snake you put in your dragon-headed crutch must be no ordinary snake. This bamboo viper isn't one either, is it?"
"That's right. I've fed this snake with countless potent poisons. Anyone bitten by it can only be saved by my unique antidote; no other method will work."
Hearing this, Long Po's face broke into a smug smile and she said.
"So, it's very valuable, isn't it?"
Shen Lang's face broke into a cold smile. "Since it's so precious, I'll twist its head off. You'll be very upset, won't you?"
"What?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Long Po was greatly alarmed and said, "You dare?"
"What are you saying? You dared to kidnap my girlfriend, and I don't dare to twist off your tongue?"
Shen Lang scoffed at Long Po's words and slowly moved his right hand towards the snake's tongue.
The green snake, held tightly by Shen Lang's left hand, seemed to sense the danger of death and struggled frantically. However, Shen Lang's large hand was like a vise, firmly locking its throat. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free.
"Shen Lang, stop."
Seeing that Shen Lang was truly about to kill the green snake, Long Po's pupils widened, and she shouted.
It wasn't that Long Po wasn't nervous. This venomous snake had been carefully cultivated by her. To her, this venomous snake was like her child.
However, would Shen Lang listen to Long Po?
No need to think, the answer was a definite no.
Not only did Shen Lang not heed Long Po's words, but seeing her anxious and nervous expression, he chuckled.
The next second, Shen Lang's right hand twisted the snake's head in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree rotation. With a *crack*, the green snake's head was snapped off.
"Oops, Long Po, sorry, I twisted off your beloved snake's head."
Shen Lang tossed the severed head in front of Long Po, with a feigned innocent smile.
This was provocation, open and aboveboard provocation.
Seeing the smile on Shen Lang's face, Long Po became furious. She roared at Shen Lang, "Shen Lang, you dare to twist off my snake's head? Even if Song Shadao were here today, I would still kill you."
With that, Long Po gathered all her strength and charged towards Shen Lang.
However, Long Po didn't realize that her rage had exposed a flaw.
The moment she charged forward, a Taiyi divine needle shot out, piercing her throat.