Qin Lang couldn't believe it, his rampage just now and launched a strong blow to Liu Wuxiang, it was very obvious, absolutely beyond Liu Wuxiang's imagination, Liu Wuxiang didn't have much time to react at all! It stands to reason that Liu Wuxiang would definitely become a dead dog in an instant, and even, if he was killed directly, it was possible!

However, this is not the case at all!

"Ahem......"

And at this time, Liu Wuxiang just coughed weakly a few times, and slowly got up from the ground, at this moment, his face was only slightly pale, but his appearance was extremely ugly, his clothes were bombarded like a beggar, and his hair was extremely messy!

"Bastard! Bastard boy! You really have the ability! Dare to beat me Liu Wuxiang into such an embarrassed appearance! Today, I, Liu Wuxiang, will definitely break you into pieces!"

Liu Wuxiang took a few breaths, but his eyes stared at Qin Lang with extremely gloomy and angry eyes, and said fiercely.

In the words, word by word, there is an extremely chilling killing intent!

Qin Lang held the Ben Thunder Sword in his hand, standing in place, and didn't pay attention to Liu Wuxiang's words of killing intent, he just stared at Liu Wuxiang's clothes with his eyes!

At this time, Liu Wuxiang's clothes were basically broken, but he was still wearing an intact inner armor!

Needless to say, Qin Lang's terrifying sword pressure just now didn't really hurt this Liu Wuxiang, it must have been offset by most of the power of this inner armor!

"Is this a top-grade inner armor, which I got in another treasure room before?!"

Qin Lang muttered, and immediately understood everything!

I thought that this Liu Wuxiang was already strong enough to resist his sword press!

It turned out to be by the power of external objects!

In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of!

As long as the battle after that, avoid the inner armor, it is enough!

Liu Wuxiang stared at Qin Lang with a fierce gaze, his fists clenched, and he kept making a crunchy sound of clicking bones, and the violent anger on his body was constantly climbing!

Liu Wuxiang is urging the limit of spiritual power cultivation, just to do everything to kill Qin Lang!

If it were in the past, he would definitely not have pushed his strength to the limit so easily!

In his opinion, the young martial artists in the entire Jianghu plane, that is, only the top ten young kings, and Chu Yi are qualified, let him take it seriously and do his best!

But now!

met Qin Lang, a different martial artist, Liu Wuxiang looked down on Qin Lang extremely much despite his words!

However, he had to concentrate on his gloom like never before!

In the past, he had only heard how Qin Lang was demonic and his actual combat power was strong, originally, he didn't care, after all, Qin Lang was a mere Creator Seventh-Order Cultivator who cultivated to a realm martial artist, no matter how strong he was, how strong could he be! Everyone is a genius, do you really think that the challenge of leapfrogging is such a simple thing?

But now, after personally fighting Qin Lang, Liu Wuxiang really realized how terrifying Qin Lang's ability was!

Eighth-Order Sword Soul Power!

Especially the kind of extreme spiritual energy mixed in it, it is simply not something that a normal martial artist can have, and its power is terrifying, Liu Wuxiang already doesn't know how to describe it in words!

The powerful blow that Qin Lang launched against him just now!

To be honest, if he hadn't found a top-grade inner armor in advance and wore it on his body, Liu Wuxiang would have been sure that he would definitely go to hell now!

Qin Lang is a young martial artist who can't be inferred by common sense, if he dares to ignore anything, then this fate will definitely be very miserable!

Bang!

At this moment, Liu Wuxiang finished gathering, he roared suddenly, stepped on his feet, the ground suddenly exploded, and his figure brought up a fierce wind, like lightning to bully Qin Lang, in the void, only listening to the strength of the fist, Liu Wuxiang was merciless, as if Qin Lang was regarded as a peerless beast, his eyes were full of bloodthirst, and he smashed towards Qin Lang's face with a punch!

Whoa!

Before the fist arrived, the strong wind blew up instantly, blowing Qin Lang's clothes into a hunting sound, Qin Lang's hair fluttered, and his face was a faint pain oppressed by the strong wind!

And you must know that Qin Lang is the body of golden light, this Liu Wuxiang is fist style, which makes Qin Lang feel a strong oppressive force, you can imagine how powerful this Liu Wuxiang is to strike with all his strength!

The crowd of other martial artists around the scene, watching Liu Wuxiang's sudden riot attack, couldn't help swallowing their saliva in horror, even though the distance of watching the battle was far enough, their foreheads were also uncontrollable in a cold sweat!

It's too strong!

Liu Wuxiang, as the twelfth in the combat power list, is only the top ten young kings and Chu Yi's genius martial artists, he is really too strong!

"I don't know if Qin Lang can resist Liu Wuxiang's fist moves, if he can't even take this first form, then this confrontation battle, Qin Lang's end will not be good!"

A martial artist from another side, his eyes were staring at Qin Lang tightly, and he couldn't help but speak out at the moment.

"After all, Qin Lang's cultivation realm is only the seventh order of the Creator, to be honest, although Qin Lang's actual combat strength is against the sky, it is really not a wise move to fight with Yue and Liu Wuxiang, if you want me to say, Qin Lang will inevitably be severely abused by Liu Wuxiang!" Another martial artist from another side also immediately spoke up at this time.

And as his words fell, almost all the other people present nodded in agreement!

After all, Liu Wuxiang is also a genius martial artist with terrifying combat power, if Qin Lang wants to go beyond the two-order cultivation realm and defeat Liu Wuxiang, how easy is this! If he is defeated, it is also reasonable!

And under the close gaze of one after another.

In the center of the venue, Qin Lang struck with all his strength in the face of Liu Wuxiang's sudden riot, his expression was not unusual, his palm was holding the hilt of the Ben Thunder Sword, when Liu Wuxiang's terrifying fist wind was about to sweep the bombardment, Qin Lang's eyes condensed, and the soul power instantly locked on the seven inches of Liu Wuxiang's fist strength, and the tip of the Ben Thunder Sword was drawn on the ground, bringing up a burst of sparks, from the bottom to the top, at an extremely tricky angle, and suddenly he swung out a fierce sword qi that fused with the power of the eighth-order sword soul and the energy of the extreme spiritual power!

Poof!

At that moment, a trace of blood splashed out of the void, and it was Liu Wuxiang's arm that was pierced with a blood hole!

To be honest, originally this kind of injury, for a genius martial artist of Liu Wuxiang's level, it could be directly ignored!

But at this moment, Liu Wuxiang had just been injured, he just couldn't help but twitch violently, because the severe pain became hideous, Qin Lang's sword, the too demon, penetrated the most important meridian on his arm, and all his fist strength storm was almost formed by the spiritual power released by this meridian!

Therefore, the meridians were instantly penetrated and damaged, and Liu Wuxiang's entire person's momentum was directly extinguished, and he was about to launch a blow against Qin Lang with all his strength in a rage, but suddenly, the violent spiritual power in his body could not be released at all because the meridians were broken for a while, which caused Liu Wuxiang to be directly counterattacked, and the spiritual power was surging in his body, causing severe pain and unbearable!

"You, you bastard boy! How is it possible?! You actually saw the key meridian point released by my fist wind! Are you a human or a ghost?! A mere Creator Seventh-Order Cultivation Realm, it is impossible to have this kind of judgment and perception in the middle of a battle!"

The fist that erupted from Liu Wuxiang's whole body, after most of it was extinguished, was directly in his unbearable pain, completely disappeared, and the stiff fist stopped at Qin Lang's face, but there was no damage at all, on the contrary, Liu Wuxiang couldn't help but withdraw his fist, covered his arm, gritted his teeth fiercely, his forehead was bruised, his eyes looked at Qin Lang in disbelief, and he said loudly.

"Is it shocking? If you want to blame it, then blame your fist momentum, too swaggering and conspicuous, thinking that you can overbearing everything, but in fact, you have already exposed your weaknesses, your defeat, this is a foregone conclusion. ”

Qin Lang held the Ben Thunder Sword in his hand, his eyes looked at this Liu Wuxiang lightly, and he said casually at the moment.

And the words had just fallen, and suddenly, Qin Lang instantly began to gather a powerful terrifying sword pressure, and with a "whoosh", he didn't want to talk nonsense with Liu Wuxiang at all, and a sharp sword qi burst out in the air, and it was immediately about to bombard Liu Wuxiang's arm with a cold blast!

With this blow, Qin Lang was confident enough to abolish this Liu Wuxiang, and the sword qi eroded into his body through Liu Wuxiang's arm, making him a dead dog!