Qin Lang stepped down in the air and walked step by step in front of Xing Zhantian and Chu Dongsheng, like a god.
Xing Zhantian only saw a young man dressed in simple clothes walking towards him, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly.
When did this young man appear? He didn't feel anything at all. He didn't even know when someone touched him, which shows how terrifying it is.
Qin Lang Ku Rong has mastered the physical refining technique. If he were hidden among the trees, he would be like a piece of dead wood. It is unknown whether he, Xing Zhantian, or even the old monk Xincheng would be able to find him.
"Are you Qin Changkong?"
Xing Zhantian looked at Qin Lang, his tone no longer as confident as before.
Qin Lang didn't even look at him, but faced Chu Dongsheng: "I have a disciple named Xu Hao. Did he fall into the hands of your Chu family?"
When Chu Dongsheng faced Qin Lang, he didn't panic at all. He held up his hands and said: "Qin Zhenren's face, I'm polite. I don't know the Xu Hao you mentioned, but I can ask the people below if they arrested Brother Xu by mistake.
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"I'll give you three minutes!"
After Qin Lang finished speaking, he stood there with his hands behind his back and said no more words.
"Qin Changkong, I was asking you something, but you didn't answer me?"
Xing Zhantian didn't expect Qin Lang to ignore him, and couldn't help but became furious.
"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of talking to me? Let the old bald donkey in the mirror come over and I might be able to talk to him. You! Haha..."
Qin Lang sneered and looked at Chu Dongsheng with tiger eyes.
Chu Dongsheng felt the murderous intent in Qin Lang's eyes, and was horrified, secretly thinking that this Grandmaster Qin, who was known as the God of Killing, was indeed extraordinary.
He immediately bowed and said: "I will go and inquire for the Grandmaster right now."
After saying that, Chu Dongsheng turned around and walked out of the courtyard. As he walked, he waved to the ladies who were standing there blankly, signaling them to leave.
These ladies dared not stay here, so they left the courtyard one by one.
"Chu Dongsheng!"
When Xing Zhantian saw that Chu Dongsheng actually abandoned him, he was so angry that he shouted: "Old slicker, where are you going?"
Chu Dongsheng's face darkened: "Xing Zhantian, I think you are the descendant of the old boxing master, and I treat you well, but how dare you be so rude to me, do you think that my old man is made of clay?"
Xing Zhantian shouted angrily: "It turns out you were just pretending before. You and Qin Changkong are in the same group!"
Chu Dongsheng sneered: "You are really a stick. Master Qin is such a heavenly man. How can I join forces with Master Qin? In other words, to deal with you, I still need Master Qin to take action? If I want to harm you, I will kill you ten times."
Xing Zhantian is dead, do I need to waste my time talking to you here?"
"Since you feel that I am lying to you, I will tell you that if you can defeat Zhenren Qin, I will agree to your conditions. If you can't... If you can't, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back alive, so I will fight with Lao Quan.
I would like to give you a warning and tell him not to step into the Middle Earth, lest he make a mistake!"
Xing Zhantian was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It turns out that you have betrayed my ancestor a long time ago, and it is in vain that he still trusts you so much. In this case, I will kill Qin Changkong first, and then I will destroy you, the old thief!"
Chu Dongsheng's face twitched: "You lunatic."
After saying that, Chu Dongsheng turned around and walked out of the yard.
Qin Lang didn't care where Chu Dongsheng went. He just looked at Xing Zhantian indifferently, feeling the internal energy gathering in this guy's body, and said curiously: "Your internal energy is simple and honest."
Xing Zhantian snorted coldly: "My ancestor learned the most orthodox Liuhe Boxing from the imperial guards of the former Qing Dynasty. How can juniors like you know how high the world is?"
"Orthodox? You are just the natives of the earth. How do you know the true magic of gods? You just think that you have practiced the kung fu of a three-legged cat and you are belittling yourself here. It is really shameless!"
Qin Lang looked at Xing Zhantian indifferently and said disdainfully.
"You are so bold. You dare to slander my martial arts like this. I will never spare you."
As he said that, Xing Zhantian made a simple fist stance, took one step forward, and struck Qin Lang flatly.
"Huh? I underestimated you a bit, you are really interesting!"
Qin Lang looked at Xing Zhantian's punch and found that the opponent's punch seemed ordinary, but it already had a hint of returning to nature.
Xing Zhantian's boxing skills are so exquisite, how exquisite must the sincere old monk in the mirror just now be?
Qin Lang didn't know that since the old monk Xincheng seized power overseas, he devoted himself to practicing boxing for decades. Later, he practiced to the point where he didn't eat or drink.
This has already entered the inediate state unintentionally, which is the early stage of cultivation and the foundation building stage.
Entering the foundation building stage, it was originally a stroke of genius from the old monk Xincheng who had no teacher. However, he did not have a teacher and no immortal roots. He could only fumble and practice on his own. Finally, he merged his inner strength with his true essence and actually stepped out of the foundation building stage.
The most critical step after the base period is condensation!
It was precisely because the old monk Xincheng had been practicing hard for decades without any distractions that he finally succeeded in condensing the elixir and practiced it into a real elixir. Three months ago, during the time when Qin Lang was bombed in Wuming Iceland, the old monk Xincheng finally transformed into a real elixir.
The real elixir was the golden elixir, and he became the first cultivator in modern times!
As for Xing Zhantian, he started cultivating under the guidance of the old monk Xincheng when he was five years old. With the guidance of the old monk Xincheng, coupled with his own diligence, he was particularly obsessed with practice, so he became a master at the age of thirty-five.
realm.
Grandmasters of this age are very rare in the world.
Old monk Chengxin thought that by becoming a god, he had reached the limit of the world and could dominate the world. With the help of the hexagram technique he learned many years ago and his god-level strength, he actually calculated the hexagram that would lead to a martial saint in the East.
elephant.
The old monk Chengxin, who had been in seclusion for decades, was immediately overjoyed. The god-level powerful people in this world are already the ultimate. All the old monk Chengxin knew was the Luo family in Kyoto. The Bai family had two god-level people, but he thought that he had practiced hard for decades.
Years ago, he must be much stronger than the other party.
But now there is actually a saint-level powerhouse about to appear, so only the three of them have a chance at this saint-level powerhouse.
In order to become that ethereal saint-level powerhouse, the old monk decided to return to Middle-earth, so he asked Xing Zhantian to come out and take the front line.
So Xing Zhantian returned to China and after some inquiries, he found out that Sheng'erzai from back then was Chu Dongsheng.
Their grandfather and grandson thought simply, but they didn't know that in the past hundred years, people's hearts had already changed.
How could Chu Dongsheng be fooling around with the two of them? He had been using Xing Zhantian, a powerful master, to do things for him. This time, he was in the crosshairs of Qin Lang.
Let’s not talk about what happened between the old monk Xincheng and Xing Zhantian. At this time, Xing Zhantian punched him. He was calm at first, and then the leaves in the whole yard flew up. With one punch, the table that had been burnt by fire for thousands of years was instantly annihilated.
The surrounding stone benches also turned into stone powder under this punch. The power of Xing Zhantian's blow was evident.
Qin Lang smiled lightly: "It's interesting, but is it just this little power? I'm afraid it's not enough!"
While speaking, Qin Lang raised his palm and grabbed it towards Xing Zhantian equally lightly.
'Snapped……'
With a crisp sound, Xing Zhantian's fist was grabbed by Qin Lang.
"Um?"
Xing Zhantian was in disbelief. He had concentrated almost all his inner strength into a punch, but Qin Lang stretched out his hand lightly and caught it.
"It seems that the old monk didn't teach you that after you return to your original nature, you still need to be calm. You have leaked so much internal power that the stone table has been destroyed. How can you concentrate all your power on your fist? Just take a punch from me.
have a look!"
Qin Lang said, flipping his wrist, twisting Xing Zhantian's body into the air. Then Qin Lang released his right hand, made a fist with his left hand, and struck the heart with the simplest black tiger.
'Bang...'
Xing Zhantian was punched in the heart, and his eyes widened. Qin Lang's punch sent him flying up into the air, hitting the top of the octagonal pavilion directly, causing a large human-shaped hole in the top of the pavilion.
, the body is embedded inside!
'puff……'
Xing Zhantian opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow, then hit the roof of the pavilion with his left fist, breaking the beam of the pavilion. He fell angrily, and a large piece of wood hit him, but Xing Zhantian