"Brother, can you win?" Xiaoying couldn't help but huddled behind Qin Lang and asked.
She has never taken the Lord of Zhenwu City seriously because she doesn't quite understand how powerful the monks in the middle stage of the Golden Core are. She just has blind faith in Qin Lang.
Now that she saw the aura of the Lord of Zhenwu City reaching its peak and the powerful pressure displayed, she, as a foundation-building monk, couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart.
Qin Lang couldn't help but smile when he heard Xiaoying's words and said: "Do you think I can win?"
Sakura was startled, then nodded and said: "Big brother will definitely win, big brother, come on!"
The Lord of Zhenwu City had raised his momentum to its peak state, and the fighting spirit in his heart was suddenly aroused, and his mentality immediately returned to his usual arrogant state. He laughed wildly and said: "Fellow Taoist, since you said that the world of cultivating immortals depends on
Your fist is big, so do you dare to fight me?"
Qin Lang looked up at him, smiled calmly, and said: "Why are you like a clown? You have to pose before a fight and talk nonsense there. If you think you can beat me, just come up and fight."
The Lord of Zhenwu City snorted angrily and said, "Then Li will be offended!"
The Lord of Zhenwu City made a hand gesture and began to use his magical powers. Qin Lang turned around and said softly to Xiao Ying: "This man is thick-skinned. Look at me and slap him."
As soon as Qin Lang finished speaking, the person had disappeared. The next moment, a loud "pop" sound was heard. The Lord of Zhenwu City in mid-air was slapped by Qin Lang and flew more than ten meters away. Half of his face was directly hit.
Swelled up.
The Lord of Zhenwu City's magical power was also interrupted, and he was extremely horrified. He didn't even know how Qin Lang came to his side just now, and he couldn't clearly see Qin Lang's move. Suddenly, his face felt hot, and he was slapped away.
"This... what kind of magical power is this?" The Lord of Zhenwu City was confused.
Qin Lang said lightly: "This is not a great magical power, it's just my self-created 'shameless city lord's magical power'. You are not the first city lord to be slapped by me, but your cultivation is good."
The worst one.”
The Lord of Zhenwu City heard the sarcasm in Qin Lang's tone and said angrily: "Today, either you die or I die!"
He yelled angrily, and his hands turned into two huge palms and grabbed Qin Lang.
As soon as Qin Lang's figure flashed, he heard another loud "snap" sound, and the Lord of Zhenwu City was sent flying more than ten meters again. This time, his face changed. Now the Lord of Zhenwu City has a swollen palm print on both sides of his face.
Yes, very balanced.
The Lord of Zhenwu City was confused. He had clearly locked onto Qin Lang's figure just now and could have used his magical power to pinch him to death. But why did Qin Lang disappear in the blink of an eye, come to his side, and once again use his palm that could not be seen clearly?
Fa slaps himself.
If Qin Lang had not slapped him with bare hands, but had held a knife in his hand, one of his heads would have been flattened.
Thinking of this, the mayor of Zhenwu City was covered in cold sweat, and he couldn't even care about the burning pain on his cheeks.
The young monk in front of him is indeed the most powerful enemy in his life. If he doesn't use the method of suppressing the bottom of the box, he may never have the chance to use it again!
The Lord of Zhenwu City slowly closed his eyes and stimulated the most primitive blood in his body!
The successive city lords of Zhenwu City are all descendants of Zhenwu bloodline!
Qin Lang stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the void and looking at the scene in front of him. He was not in a hurry to defeat the Lord of Zhenwu City. Instead, he watched with interest and said in surprise: "Oh? Another bloodline owner? It's a pity that this bloodline
It's a bit weak, and it's not that powerful, it's not comparable to the True Phoenix bloodline."
Qin Lang didn't think that the city lord of Zhenwu City could pose any threat to him. Although he had to suppress his realm to the golden elixir stage now, and most of his true energy was used to refine the heart of the sea and could not be mobilized, but in the face of
Even though he was only in the middle stage of Golden Elixir, he was still very confident.
You must know that if it were in the past, a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core could turn him into a blood mist with just a lift of his finger, killing him effortlessly. Now, no matter how hard he suppresses his strength, he can still win easily.
The Lord of Zhenwu City successfully activated his bloodline power. He opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of ancient aura. His body strength and the recovery speed of his true energy force also increased several steps.
His red and swollen cheeks had also completely recovered. He looked at Qin Lang coldly and said, "You shouldn't be so arrogant. You allowed me to successfully activate the power of blood. If you had attacked me just now, you would have won."
Qin Lang laughed and said: "I don't need to be cautious to win you, but I want to see how powerful your bloodline is."
The Lord of Zhenwu City said: "The power of my bloodline is enough to kill you!"
His body shot out like a sharp arrow and punched Qin Lang in the chest. Qin Lang was knocked away by him and turned over to stand firmly on the ground.
"The speed is pretty good, but the strength is a bit lacking. It didn't even break my body refining spell." Qin Lang said nonchalantly.
The Lord of Zhenwu City continued to attack, hitting Qin Lang with fists and kicks like raindrops. Qin Lang parried and received a lot of punches and kicks, but he always acted as if nothing happened, as if those fists and kicks were not hitting him, but hitting others.
Similar.
The Lord of Zhenwu City became more and more frightened as he fought. At first, he hit Qin Lang and felt that victory was in sight. But later, he gradually realized that Qin Lang was not unable to block or dodge his attack at all, but was just too lazy to pay attention.
That's all.
His fists and feet fell on Qin Lang, as if they were hit on an iron plate. Qin Lang was fine, but his fists and feet were aching. The harder he hit, the harder the reaction force was, and the more painful the fists and feet became.
"How is this possible... Even if he doesn't fight back after being beaten, I can't beat him to death at all?" The Lord of Zhenwu City couldn't help but have deep doubts about his fists and feet. The current situation seems to be that Qin Lang is indeed standing still.
Even if he hits him, he won't be able to hurt Qin Lang. Instead, he will be hurt by Qin Lang's body-protecting essence and strong body.
"If your fists and feet are not good enough, then take my sword!" The Lord of Zhenwu City shouted angrily, and when he turned around, he pulled out a sharp long sword from nowhere and stabbed Qin Lang in the throat.
This sword used up all the true energy of the Lord of Zhenwu City, and it was also the most powerful sword he had ever learned in his life. Once the sword was released, the enemy often had nowhere to escape and could only be pierced by his sword.
Sakura saw this in her eyes and was already very worried when she saw Qin Lang being beaten all the time. Now when she saw the Lord of Zhenwu City unexpectedly took out a long sword and activated his sword skills, she couldn't help but exclaimed.
This sword strike was so sudden that ordinary monks would definitely not have expected it. If they did not expect it, they would be killed by the sword.
Qin Lang seemed to have not expected this sword, and it was impossible to dodge it. The Lord of Zhenwu City looked ferocious, and he could already see Qin Lang being stabbed to death by his sword.
But just when the sword of the Lord of Zhenwu City was about to pierce Qin Lang's throat, the sword light suddenly converged, and the sword suddenly stopped as fast as lightning. It was actually clamped gently by two fingers and could not move.
Neither the Lord of Zhenwu City nor Sakura who was watching the battle could see when Qin Lang's two fingers stretched out and how they clamped the sword of the Lord of Zhenwu City.
All they knew was that the long sword suddenly stopped, and two fingers had already clamped the long sword, as if they had been waiting for the long sword to come.
The ferocious face of the Lord of Zhenwu City gradually turned into full of horror. This was the first time that someone stretched out two fingers to clamp the long sword and defeated his move. In previous battles,
, even if someone had escaped with his life from this sword, it was definitely because of the defensive magic weapon that was instantly activated, and he was lucky enough to survive.
This is the first time that the Lord of Zhenwu City has encountered such a situation.
And no matter how he uses his true energy, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, never to return, and the long sword remains motionless in Qin Lang's two fingers.
Qin Lang smiled softly and said: "What kind of blood power is this? I just added a little bit of speed and true energy. I thought you would have some innate abilities, but I didn't see you have any.
Using it will waste so much of my time." (To be continued)