Ximen Qing travels through the battle against Bai Fumei

"Get out!" Li Xiu'e yelled angrily, how could this kid have so many ways to play with women!

Song Lang looked at Li Xiu'e's foxy look with a smirk, then left Li Xiu'e who was hiding in the hut, and left this 'sweet place'.

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"The heart is ethereal, and the fist is like an avalanche!"

Song Lang, who was punching in his yard, suddenly let out a loud roar, and the punch burst out like a tiger's howl, and the surrounding air began to vibrate.

"I'm about to step into the realm of a martial arts master, and now I'm only a little short of the fire!" Song Lang finished practicing boxing, retracted his body, calmed down, and focused.

After having an affair with Li Xiu'e that day, Song Lang began to worry about Yuan Yang leaking his body, but what he was afraid of did not happen, and his boyish body was not broken by Li Xiu'e's small mouth.If one does not reach the level of a master of martial arts, one loses one's vitality and is contaminated by the Yin energy in a woman's body, then it will be difficult for this person to improve his skills throughout his life.

So, Song Lang began to practice martial arts crazily, trying to step into the realm of martial arts master as soon as possible. Only after reaching that realm, can he not be troubled by Yuanyang's leakage of body.

"Tonight, I will go into the mountains and take the 'Martial Arts Golden Elixir' to improve myself, and step into the wonderland of the martial arts master!" Song Lang's state has reached its peak during this period of martial arts practice. In this situation, he tried to use the "martial arts golden elixir" given by his father to make great progress again!

Song Lang began to practice martial arts with his father when he was three years old, and he was trained by his father since he was a child. He did not know how many rare and old medicines were harmed just by polishing his muscles and bones and recuperating his body.And Dad is a powerful man in the world of heaven and man. Even if he didn't instill the ability of cultivation in Song Lang in the past ten years, he has already trained Song Lang like a monster.

He was amazingly talented in the younger generation, and at the age of the weak crown, he was able to enter the deep mountains and fight with tigers, which shocked the whole Qingshan Town. There has been no such unworldly genius in this land for a full hundred years!

Today, Song Lang is fourteen or fifteen years old, and his skills are no less than those of the older generation!Now, Song Lang is only one step away from the realm of martial arts master!

However, an evildoer like Song Lang, with such a gifted talent, has achieved such an achievement at the age of a weak crown, but the father still looks down on his cheap son.

"Just like you, let alone Wu Song, you can't even beat Wu Song's grandson's grandson's grandson!" This is the most pertinent evaluation of Song Lang by the old man.

Song Lang didn't feel depressed when his father hit him relentlessly, but he began to practice boxing even more desperately.

Song Lang knew that compared to a thousand-year-old monster like Wu Song, he was not enough. He had only lived for a few decades in his two lifetimes, so how could he compare with such a thousand-year-old monster.But he will grow, and he has a wretched and invincible father, he is qualified and has a famous teacher, he will grow!Song Lang firmly believed that one day he would stand at the same height as Wu Song, look at each other as equals, and avenge him forever!

It was getting late at night, Song Lang's figure swept up a high mountain by the village like a ghost, and went deep into the forest.

The slightly cool mountain wind blew on Song Lang's body, making his body lighten, with an indescribable sense of comfort.He came to a boulder in the forest and sat cross-legged, and took out the 'Martial Arts Golden Elixir' that his father had given him from his arms.

"Father has been seeing the head and tail these days, as if he is planning something. And I must become a master of martial arts today, let my father teach me the way of cultivation, and realize the law of longevity!" Song Lang thought in his heart Uncompromising.

The 'Golden Elixir of Martial Arts' in his hand exuded dazzling golden light, Song Lang no longer hesitated, he opened his mouth and swallowed the golden alchemy in his stomach.

"What a domineering power!"

When Song Lang Jindan entered his body, he felt a powerful and domineering force churning in his body, causing him severe pain all over his body.

"My father once said, 'Don't be a madman, become a devil'. Let me refine this golden elixir today, cultivate my true energy, and become a master of martial arts!"

That violent force was overwhelming in Song Lang's body, but it inspired the cruel side in Song Lang's heart. He manipulated the faint 'Qi' in his body to start refining the golden elixir!

This "martial arts golden elixir" is transformed by my father's great power of a martial sage. Although the power contained in it is not enough for the eventuality in my father's strength, this golden elixir contains a trace of my martial sage's perception. A person like Song Lang whose martial arts foundation is still inexperienced has immeasurable potential!

Song Lang worked hard to refine the golden elixir in his body, and this golden elixir containing powerful power was decomposed bit by bit, and the decomposed power naturally changed into Song Lang's own power!

Song Lang's eyes were closed tightly, and a terrifying aura exuded from his body, and a powerful force was churning in his body.

"Martial arts are divided into nine realms: Martial Apprentice, Martial Student, Martial Master, Martial Master, Martial Ba, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Saint, Martial God!"

When Song Lang was slowly refining the golden pill in his body, the voice of his father suddenly came to Song Hai's mind, explaining the nine realms of martial arts to him!