Hengshan Sword School disciple Lu Zhiming also had an unpleasant expression on his face. He looked at the two men lying on the ground with serious injuries and sighed, saying, "Shen Lang, you might be in big trouble."

Han Fangkun, a disciple of the Hengshan Sword Sect, echoed, "According to the information we've received, these two young warriors should be the followers of the Ancient Martial Ancestor. The Ancient Martial Ancestor has become very famous recently, and we really shouldn't provoke him."

Yang Guangqiang, a disciple of the Taishan Sword Sect, pondered, "The Guwu Patriarch's identity is quite special, and he may have an important figure behind him. When I went down the mountain, my master warned me not to provoke him."

Listening to everyone's words, Shen Lang's eyes were cold and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

How can a group of cowardly guys have the qualifications to associate with me?

Shen Lang snorted coldly and said in a stern voice, "I heard that the Ancient Martial Ancestor was the last person to leave the battlefield in the alien world. If there is any news there, he will definitely be the first to know."

When they heard the words "battlefield in another world", everyone's expression froze and no one uttered a word of rebuttal.

It has been a long time since everyone came out to investigate the battlefields in other worlds and the emerging ancient martial arts forces, but they still have found nothing.

Perhaps the guy known as the Ancient Martial Arts Ancestor really has some news.

This matter is of great importance and no one can miss any clues.

Shen Lang sneered, his sharp eyes swept over the crowd, and continued: "If you don't want to know the news of the alien battlefield, then please leave here.

If you want to get the news there, please shut up and don't be a whore and pretend to be a saint, understand?"

When everyone heard Shen Lang's sarcastic words, they all turned pale with anger.

But Shen Lang was right, this might be the only clue.

Therefore, everyone could only endure it and acquiesce in his behavior.

At this moment, Shen Lang's cell phone rang.

He suddenly smiled, waved his phone at everyone, and said proudly: "See, the Ancient Martial Ancestor is calling!"