Qin Lang once again lit up a green fire, covering the whole body of Master Fuyou and burning it crazily.
"Aotian, save me!"
Venerable Fuyou finally called for help, but several of the Venerables were still hesitating whether to take action or not.
"Is our agreement so fragile that you betrayed it on the spot? Hahaha, what agreement? I think it is a means for you Aotian to dominate!"
Lord Fuyou screamed crazily, obviously unable to bear the burning of the green fire, and his whole body was about to collapse.
Venerable Hongjiao and Venerable Luohua both looked at Venerable Aotian and were on guard at the same time. If Venerable Fuyou was killed by Qin Lang like this, they would turn around and run away without hesitation. Although the two of them were not confident in defeating Qin Lang,
But I still have the confidence to escape.
Lord Aotian frowned, Qin Lang's strength exceeded his prediction, especially the scene where Qin Lang suddenly disappeared when he broke through, which made Lord Aotian very afraid.
An opponent who disappeared suddenly reappeared. Either he encountered some strange encounter, then there must be something wrong with him.
If the guess is correct, the reason why Qin Lang disappeared should be to hit a higher level of distraction!
For example, seven ways of distraction? Or even eight ways of distraction?
Because only with this kind of talent, one who has just entered the state of distraction can crush the strong ones with four or even five distractions.
Venerable Aotian did not dare to think about the Nine Paths of Distraction, because that kind of genius only appears once among thousands of people. How could it appear here?
But at this time, Qin Lang did not give Lord Aotian more time to think, because Lord Fuyou's life was at stake.
"Hahaha, Aotian, you will pay the price for your hesitation. This man is ruthless and decisive. If you hesitate again, the final result will be the same as mine."
Venerable Fuyou's voice gradually weakened, but the tone in his words was endlessly mocking and unquestionable.
These words may have stimulated Venerable Aotian. Venerable Aotian naturally understands the principle of decisive killing in the cultivation world. The purple sword behind him immediately rose into the air and fell into the hands of Venerable Aotian!
"Qin Changkong, stop!"
When Venerable Aotian opened his mouth, he slashed forward with his long sword, and a purple sword energy came with a bang!
It has to be said that Venerable Aotian is indeed much stronger than Venerable Fuyou, especially his purple sword, which contains supreme coercion and comes with a bang, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, striking directly behind Qin Lang.
"Look, Lord Aotian has taken action!"
"Venerable Aotian is the strongest venerable in our galaxy. Qin Changkong is definitely no match for him this time."
"Qin Changkong is a genius for being able to force Venerable Aotian to take action. Unfortunately, he is destined to die here."
"There are too many geniuses who have fallen in this world. Geniuses are too aloof and arrogant, and the final result is not good!"
The monks in the auction house saw Lord Aotian taking action and expressed pessimism towards Qin Lang. No one would be optimistic about Qin Lang. After all, Lord Aotian is synonymous with invincibility in this star field.
Venerable Aotian has been ruling this star field for many years. Although many people among them are not convinced, no one can shake Venerable Aotian's position.
"Um?"
Qin Lang turned his head and looked at the purple sword energy, and was shocked.
The speed of this purple sword energy exceeds the strength of most Fenshen Venerables.
"The roc spreads its wings!"
The blue bird behind Qin Lang hovered, and its body was shattered inch by inch, instantly transforming into a roc bird whose whole body was bathed in golden light.
The roc flapped its wings and swung forward, it was a thousand meters away!
Qin Lang's figure also appeared a thousand meters away at the same time, avoiding the purple sword energy of Lord Aotian.
"Huh? There are other tricks!"
Lord Aotian looked at Qin Lang thousands of meters away in surprise. He had thought that Qin Lang would use some tricks to resist the sword energy, but he did not expect that Qin Lang would actually dodge it and dodge it so quickly.
That golden roc bird gave Venerable Aotian a feeling of fear.
This speed is too fast, and Qin Changkong has transformed into too many starry sky monsters.
This kind of strength is already stronger than him, a strong man in the late stage of distraction.
A trace of regret arose in Venerable Aotian's heart. If he knew that Qin Lang was so strong, why would he ask for trouble? It was all the fault of Jiutian Shentu!
Thinking of the Nine Heavens Divine Diagram, Venerable Aotian felt a little excited. If these tricks were learned by the boy in front of him through the Nine Heavens Divine Diagram, then this Nine Heavens Divine Diagram would be so amazing.
Moreover, Qin Lang has already taken many shots in a row at this time. He is distracted for the first time and his state is unstable, but he still maintains such a high frequency of shots. How long can he hold on?
This is the best opportunity to snatch the Nine Heavens Divine Map, just kill Qin Lang!
Venerable Aotian didn't want to let go of such an opportunity, and immediately said in a cold voice: "Qin Changkong, if you hand over the Nine Heavens Divine Map, I can let you go!"
Qin Lang pressed it with one hand, and the divine king's arm, surrounded by green flames in mid-air, fell into his hand, and he pressed it hard.
The divine king's arm actually pierced into the exposed body of the floating master under his pressure.
Qin Lang had just stopped because of the interference of Venerable Aotian, so Venerable Fuyou was left alive. At this moment, his body was revealed, and most of his body had been burned by cyan flames. His whole body was like gray carbon and was dying.
But he never expected that he would receive such a heavy blow just after he emerged. This guy Qin Lang actually cut off the connection between the Lord Fuyou's arm and him while he was weak.
The arm of the Lord, who was already in his mind, was like a heavy hammer, which struck the Lord Fuyou so hard that he spurted a mouthful of blood and died on the spot.
Then Qin Lang made a move with one hand, and the divine arm fell into Qin Lang's hand again.
"The Divine Lord's arm can be used to refine a divine weapon."
Qin Lang chuckled, threw it into the storage bag, and then looked at Lord Aotian: "Come up and die!"
"asshole!"
Lord Aotian held the sword in one hand, and his figure suddenly swelled: "Since you are seeking death, let me show you the power of my Aotian Sword."
A piece of purple light slanted down from the purple sword, like a rain curtain.
"Your swordsmanship does contain a hint of the divine king's way. No wonder you can survive in this star field for so long."
Qin Lang clearly felt that the swordsmanship of Lord Aotian contained the thoughts of the God Sovereign. Originally, Qin Lang could not distinguish the thoughts of the God Sovereign. However, after seeing the God Sovereign's arm and understanding the Nine Heavens Divine Diagram, Qin Lang understood the God Sovereign's thoughts.
What is it.
It is a will, a will that is irrefutable.
At this moment, Venerable Aotian has a trace of this kind of will.
"However, just a will is not enough!"
Qin Lang snorted, his figure changed again, and a big fish appeared above his head.
There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun!
The Kun is so big that it can suck up the sky and the earth with one breath!
Qin Lang was distracted. Kunpeng suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in suddenly. The rain curtain formed by the long sword seemed to have been severely hit, and was instantly absorbed by the huge Kunpeng in mid-air!
Kunpeng's big mouth was like a dark bottomless pit. Even the rain of swords could not cause any interference to it. On the contrary, not only these rains of swords, but also the purple Aotian Sword of Lord Aotian, and even the Lord Aotian
Everyone inside was swallowed up by this Kunpeng!
After spitting and inhaling, Venerable Aotian, the Venerable Aotian who had been in power for many years, actually disappeared under Qin Lang's hands?
Is he really dead?
Everyone's heart was in their throats, waiting silently, one second, two seconds, three seconds...
After waiting for several minutes, Qin Lang still stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his eyes majestic.
But Venerable Aotian disappeared completely, as if he had evaporated out of thin air.
All the monks were dumbfounded, including Venerable Red Pepper and Venerable Luohua. They all looked at Qin Lang blankly, with a feeling of disbelief, and even their hearts were about to jump!
The monks who just said that Qin Lang was no match for Lord Aotian were so frightened that they almost swallowed their tongues.
It turns out that Qin Lang has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger before. He has always had the strength to crush the venerable people in front of him. The reason why he did not take action is, as he said, he made a breakthrough today and he is in a good mood. He is not the same as them. (To be completed.)