Xing Zhantian stood up from the falling pieces of broken wood, and a large beam happened to crash down, heading straight for his head. Xing Zhantian stretched out one hand and smashed the beam to pieces with one punch.
Then he moved his feet and quickly performed a strange footwork. He punched out his fists alternately and shouted: "This is the footwork I created when I became a grandmaster. I call it the 'explosion step'. Please try it."
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Qin Lang just felt it briefly and found that Xing Zhantian's explosive steps were really interesting. His footwork was extremely fast, and every step he took carried an explosive force, which was more frequent than the steps of ordinary warriors.
If an ordinary grandmaster warrior can take a hundred steps in one second, Xing Zhantian's footwork can reach 150 steps or even 180 steps. This is already close to twice the strength of a grandmaster. It is called
Explosive step actually complements each other.
But in front of Qin Lang, this so-called explosive step seems a bit childish.
Qin Lang stood with his hands behind his hands, standing there without any reaction, which made Xing Zhantian extremely surprised. Usually when this happens, it is because the opponent cannot keep up with his footwork, or is shocked by his explosive steps. No more
reaction.
Often at this time, Xing Zhantian can step forward and kill with one strike.
So when Qin Lang didn't react, Xing Zhantian hit him with a set of Liuhe Boxing.
Qin Lang didn't make any unnecessary moves, he just took a step to the side.
That's right, he took a step across, and Xing Zhantian was shocked, and his body involuntarily bumped into Qin Lang.
Just because Qin Lang stepped on Xing Zhantian's landing foot with his step just now, he suddenly lost his balance.
In addition, Xing Zhantian's Liuhe Fist used all his strength to attack forward. The two punches were empty, and his body also rushed forward, and suddenly hit Qin Lang's body.
This collision was like a stone hitting a steel plate. Xing Zhantian was pulled by the power of his fist, and backfired. Almost half of the force of the fist was suppressed back into his body. His whole body was like a balloon that had been slapped and flew upside down again.
When he came out, he directly broke a thick pillar in the courtyard and fell into the lake next to it!
'Wow...'
Less than a second after Xing Zhantian's body fell into the water, he rose into the sky again and landed in front of Qin Lang again. His tunic suit was soaked through, and his leather shoes fell to the ground, reflecting two wet footprints. He was like a drowned rat.
As a master, Xing Zhantian shouldn't have been in such a mess. However, Qin Lang's collision just now made his internal strength and breath control unstable, and he couldn't straighten out his breath. It was already a light fall into the water. If he was more violent, it would be normal for him to drink a lot of pool water.
"You are very powerful! In all these years, you are the first person besides my ancestors to make me so embarrassed. I will definitely kill you!"
As Xing Zhantian spoke, he reached out and unbuttoned his tunic suit one by one, and then threw the soaked tunic suit on the ground aside. With all his internal energy, white vines suddenly emerged from the water all over his body.
The steam will make your whole body dry and translucent in the blink of an eye.
It's just that the shirt he was wearing burst open, revealing his strong muscles.
"One muscle!"
Qin Lang looked at Xing Zhantian indifferently: "But with your rubbish qualifications, if you weren't stubborn, you wouldn't be able to reach your current level."
"You actually said my qualifications are rubbish?"
Xing Zhantian almost went crazy. As a thirty-five-year-old grandmaster, Xing Zhantian is very conceited. A grandmaster of this age is like a treasure in any country and will be enshrined.
But in Qin Lang's mouth, he was so despised!
This is something Xing Zhantian cannot bear no matter what!
But when he looked at Qin Lang again, he was speechless again.
The young man in front of him was only in his twenties, but he could already make him suffer repeatedly. It seemed that he was right when he said that Xing Zhantian was trash.
"Qin Changkong, not killing you is not the right path! Today, I will kill you!"
Xing Zhantian was roared angrily by Qin Lang. He reached out and took the red wooden sword tied behind his back in his hand.
"If you brag too much, you will get yourself into trouble. Why are you so arrogant in front of me? Just with this flying sword in your hand?"
As soon as Qin Lang opened his mouth, he revealed the origin of the red sword in Xing Zhantian's hand, which immediately shocked Xing Zhantian.
"How do you know this is a flying sword?"
Xing Zhantian asked in surprise.
Originally, Xing Zhantian wanted to use this flying sword to confuse Qin Lang, and then used the flying sword to kill Qin Lang unexpectedly.
This move was tried and tested by Xing Zhantian, but unexpectedly, Qin Lang directly revealed the true function of this mahogany dagger, which immediately made Xing Zhantian feel an inexplicable sense of frustration.
"I've told you, you're just a bumpkin. You think you can be invincible just because you got a flying sword? Come on, let me see the power of your flying sword!"
Qin Lang hooked his fingers at Xing Zhantian. This was the first time he saw someone using a flying sword on the earth. He was surprised, but not surprised.
The earth originally had traces of cultivators appearing, but as Qin Lang's status got higher and his strength got stronger, he got closer to these things.
"Go to hell!"
Xing Zhantian was already desperate, so he no longer tried to hide it. He raised his hand and threw out the mahogany dagger. Then he hooked his fingers and murmured something. The red dagger flew into the air, and a line of red blood suddenly spread around it.
There was a huge bloody storm.
"The formation is quite large, but the lethality is not enough!"
Qin Lang looked at the flying sword and shook his head.
Xing Zhantian wanted to bleed after hearing Qin Lang's words. He once used this flying sword to kill hundreds of wolves. When the sword is released, the red blood line it drives can kill people, but Qin Lang is completely unaware of it.
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"Kill him!"
Xing Zhantian controlled the blood-red flying sword, circled in the air, and instantly cut Qin Lang's head.
"Is it just this much power?"
Qin Lang lamented that it was a waste to put this flying sword in Xing Zhantian's hands. Xing Zhantian didn't even use one-tenth of the ability of this flying sword. If it was in Qin Lang's hands, this flying sword could fly thousands of miles away.
You can take someone's head if you have nothing to do.
In Xing Zhantian's hands, the sword still had to be cut on Qin Lang's neck to break Qin Lang's skin.
But can Qin Lang let it fall on his neck? The answer is obviously no.
So Qin Lang took out the ice stick without hesitation and hit the red flying sword with one stick.
'Boom...'
The ice stick collided with the mahogany flying sword, making a muffled sound, and the mahogany flying sword was hit by the stick and fell directly to the ground.
"Get up!"
Xing Zhantian raised his finger, and the mahogany flying sword that was about to fall to the ground actually raised the sword again under Xing Zhantian's control, and flew towards Qin Lang unsteadily.
"Like an idiot!"
Qin Lang snorted and struck out with another stick.
'boom……'
This time, the red wooden sword was directly hit on the ground by the ice stick, causing a large crater with a radius of one meter in the ground.
The red wooden sword swayed in the pit and flew up again.
"Aren't you still giving up?"
Qin Lang jumped up, stepped on the red wooden flying sword, then reached out and grabbed the red wooden flying sword in his hand. With a touch of consciousness, he erased the connection between the red wooden sword and Xing Zhantian!
'puff……'
Xing Zhantian didn't expect Qin Lang to take away his flying sword so lightly. Under the backlash, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his whole heart felt extremely painful.
At this time, Chu Dongsheng, who was hiding in another courtyard of the Chu family manor, shook his head and lamented. A god-level powerhouse is a god-level powerhouse. He has long seen that Qin Lang's strength is much stronger than Xing Zhantian. It's just one move every time.
Just knocking Xing Zhantian away is a great skill.
However, this Xing Zhantian was extremely arrogant. Even though he was clearly outmatched, he still insisted on rushing forward to fight. This time, he was beaten into a quail.
In the entire Chu family manor, everyone was restricted to the West Garden. Even if there was a sound of earthquakes and mountains shaking, the Chu family just watched from afar. No one dared to disobey Chu Dongsheng's order.
At this time, a middle-aged man with a square face stood respectfully next to Chu Dongsheng, carefully looking at Chu Dongsheng's uncertain face.
If a Sunan tycoon were here and saw this middle-aged man, he would definitely be shocked and even come forward to cling to him.
Just because he is the richest man in southern Jiangsu, the Chu family, Chu Yuhao! (To be continued)