If he could die for Xue Boning, Xue Xiangchen would rather die by himself!
However, there are no ifs in the world.
Xue Xiangchen could only vent all his anger on Qin Lang. He slapped Qin Lang hard on the head: "Kill me, the pillar of the Xue family, surnamed Qin, and I want you to pay with your life!"
Qin Lang looked up at Xue Xiangchen indifferently, without blinking, as if he was not afraid of the other party's slap at all.
Seeing Xue Xiangchen's palm approaching, a black shadow flashed, and Soul Seven appeared next to Qin Lang again, hitting Xue Xiangchen like a train, knocking Xue Xiangchen like a ball, and slammed into a
A hole was suddenly knocked out of the wall of a house!
Xue Xiangwu on the side was stunned. Before he could react, Hun Qi grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground. One of his legs was stepped on and fractured on the spot.
The entire Xue family compound turned into hell in just the blink of an eye, extremely miserable and terrifying.
Hun Qi grabbed Xue Xiangwu's head with one hand, pulled him up, stretched out his fangs, and was about to bite, when a thin shadow suddenly appeared next to him!
"stop!"
The shadow's voice was full of confidence, and then Hun Qi's body felt as if it had been struck by a whip. He flew high and hit a big tree hard.
'Click, click...'
Hun Qi's body smashed countless branches, breaking all the branches, and finally hung on a thick branch.
"Huh?"
After Qin Lang saw the shadow, his eyes lit up and he kept staring at the shadow with interest.
"Ho ho ho ho..."
Hun Qi, who was hanging on the tree, roared unwillingly. He fell suddenly, breaking branches as thick as his arms. After falling, he rushed towards the shadow like an arrow off the string.
"Look, he's injured!"
Only then did people see clearly that a slender crack appeared on Hun Qi's golden chest, and a long rotten wound inside was shocking.
This was the first time Hun Qi was injured after fighting several master-level experts in the Xue family.
This injury also completely angered him, and Hun Qi's speed at this time was several times faster than before.
But he was fast, and the shadow was even faster. Hun Qi ran towards him at high speed, and the shadow quickly rushed up to meet him.
'Bang...'
Like two trains colliding, the two people were separated at the first touch. On Hun Qi's golden chest, a collapsed footprint was extremely eye-catching.
The shadow only paused for a moment, then rushed forward. People couldn't even see the figure's fists and feet clearly. They only saw the appearance of a fist mark and a footprint on Hun Qi's body. He was beaten to a thousand wounds in the blink of an eye.
A hundred holes.
If this body wasn't really solid, it would have been blown apart.
"Hun Qi, come back, you are no match for him."
Qin Lang said lightly.
Hun Qi had no resistance at this time and fell to the ground like a rag bag, looking dying.
Qin Lang knew very well that the vitality of this zombie was extremely strong. It could not be dismembered, but could be recovered after a while of rest.
Only then did the shadow condense into a human form, wearing a blue robe. He looked about forty years old and had an extremely majestic face.
He stepped on Hun Qi's body and looked at Qin Lang with his hands behind his back, looking like a master!
As soon as he appeared, Xue Xiangwu, who was lying on the ground, quickly cried out: "Master! You are finally out of prison. You must avenge our Xue family!"
Xue Xiangchen also climbed up from the ruins, knelt down and kowtowed to the middle-aged man: "Master, Xiang Chen failed to protect Boning, and Boning was killed by this bastard!"
"It's the head of the Xue family, the master of Zhanyi, Xue Zhanpeng!"
"Oh my god, the grandmaster has taken action. This time Qin Changkong is unlucky."
"You didn't realize that the moment he made a move, Soul Seven was knocked away. I'm afraid I really don't have a chance this time."
Tang Song and Mei Xin, who had been hiding aside, looked at Xue Zhanpeng, and their expressions changed.
"The Grandmaster is indeed powerful. What he used just now should be the Xue family's Golden Wing Technique, right?"
Tang Song asked Mei Xin in a low voice.
"It should be. It is said that this golden wing skill is not only fast in movement, but also has arms like the wings of a roc. It is as sharp as a knife and can cut and kill. The head of the Xue family has not yet exerted all his strength, otherwise it would be just one arm.
Can crush the soul seven."
Mei Xin also whispered.
"He wanted to keep Soul Seven for his own use, so he didn't kill him. After all, it's just a zombie. If you can control his mind, you can enslave him as a servant."
Tang and Song lamented: "I'm afraid Qin Changkong will be in trouble."
The two of them looked at Qin Lang at the same time and found that Qin Lang was still sitting on the chair calmly, as if Hun Qi was not his servant at all.
"What is this Qin Changkong capable of, and why can he be so indifferent?"
Questions arose in both people's minds at the same time.
Xue Zhanpeng squinted at Qin Lang who was sitting on the chair, and snorted coldly: "Hand over the treasures and elixirs on your body, and we will capture you without any effort. I can leave you with a complete body."
Qin Lang raised his eyebrows: "I have always been the only one who left a whole body for others. This is the first time I heard that someone left a whole body for me. Are you not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing?"
Qin Lang's arrogant words immediately shocked the onlookers.
"Oh my god, arrogant boy, what is he talking about?"
"How dare you be so arrogant in front of the Grandmaster? Could he be relying on something?"
"How can I challenge the Grandmaster? This guy is too ignorant."
"You are a typical person who won't shed tears until you see the coffin, and won't look back until you hit the wall!"
Amid the murmurs of discussion, Xue Zhanpeng laughed loudly, stared at Qin Lang and said, "Boy, you are really interesting."
"Do you know what I, the Xue Family, rely on for the nearly two hundred years since I founded Sichuan Province?"
"It is the bathing and tempering of blood. In history, many people who tried to plot against my Xue family died without their bodies intact. In history, many people who dared to be arrogant in front of me were buried in the loess. Many people died on the ground of my Xue family.
, not inferior to you at all."
Qin Lang slowly stood up from the chair, looked at Xue Zhanpeng and said: "They are them, and I am me. I, Qin Chang, swallowed three hundred miles of rivers and mountains in the air. I once stained the sky with blood. How can I care about you, a small Xue family? Come on,
Let me see what your master is capable of."
Xue Zhanpeng was furious: "What an arrogant boy, since you are seeking death, I will let you know how powerful the Grandmaster is!"
As Xue Zhanpeng spoke, he just raised his hand, and a golden light popped out from his arm, like a sharp blade, and struck Qin Lang.
Wherever the sharp blade passed, a crack several meters long was drawn on the ground.
"Release your inner strength to the outside world! Release your inner strength from the master!"
Mei Xin's heart beat wildly when she saw the sharp blade, as if the sharp blade was coming toward her.
"This is the Xue family's flying wings. It seems that Grandmaster Xue wants to kill Qin Changkong together!"
Tang Song also murmured.
"No one can stop this move!"
"It is an honor for him to die at the hands of the Grandmaster."
Tang Song gritted his teeth: "What a pity. Why is a good alchemist so arrogant?"
Everyone looked at Qin Lang with pity, and some even thought that Qin Lang must have lost his head.
But Qin Lang looked at the sharp blade indifferently and said with a smile: "I finally met the so-called martial arts master. Well, I will show you what I am capable of."
As he spoke, Qin Lang raised his leg and kicked it casually.
As he raised his leg, a white light rose from the ground and formed a white blade, which hit Xue Zhanpeng's yellow blade.
"This is? Grandmaster!"
Mei Xin was stunned when she saw this white sharp blade.
"Release your inner strength to the outside world! The realm of a master! This kid is also a master!"
The brains of Tang and Song Dynasties were about to explode: "How old is he? Twenty years old? Is he a master?"
Xue Zhanpeng was even more stunned, staring blankly at the white sharp blade. He practiced hard, endured inhuman training, and experienced countless lives and deaths before he became a grandmaster at the age of sixty-five.
But this kid in front of me, did he cultivate since he was still in his mother's womb?
‘Bang…’
As the two air blades collided together, the strong air flow generated blew all the spectators in the courtyard to stagger. A weak internal warrior was even blown up by the air flow and jumped directly over the courtyard wall.
Fell out.
Qin Lang looked at Xue Zhanpeng with a faint smile: "Grandmaster? Isn't it amazing?" (To be continued)