In the forest, a middle-aged man wearing a Tai Chi Pisces pattern robe walked out of the forest and looked at Qin Lang with an approving expression: "Zhang Qitian of Wudang Gate, I have seen Sect Master Qin. ”

Qin Lang looked at Zhang Qitian with his hands behind his back, this Zhang Qitian had cultivated a deep internal strength, which was already comparable to a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and he could be regarded as a relatively strong cultivator that Qin Lang had ever seen.

However, in front of the Condensing Pill Realm of the seven Void Pills in Qin Lang's body now, Zhang Qitian was a little inadequate.

"You're here to avenge your disciple?"

Qin Lang looked at Zhang Qidaotian lightly with his hands behind his back.

He killed Zhang Yangxu of Wudang Gate in the Xue family, and Zhang Yangxu's master should be this Zhang Qitian.

"No, no, there are many disciples in Wudangmen, and the vendetta in the rivers and lakes is in line with nature. I definitely won't take it personally for the sake of a disciple!"

Zhang Qitian stretched out his hand and pointed behind Qin Lang: "I'm here for him, this zombie demon is a disaster, I naturally want to eliminate harm for the people." ”

"Go to your uncle's to eliminate harm for the people, in front of me. What kind of hypocrisy are you pretending, you directly said that you want to occupy this zombie, and it will be over if you serve yourself, what are you pretending to be high!"

Qin Lang hates this kind of duplicity the most. scolded directly.

"Sect Master Qin, if you help the abuse again, don't blame the head of this sect for killing you together!"

Zhang Qitian put on a compassionate posture and said.

"Don't play tricks in front of Lao Tzu, if you have any ability, just let it go, win me, it's easy to say anything, you can't win. You just wait to pay the price for offending me!"

Qin Lang looked at Zhang Qitian with disdain.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, since Sect Master Qin is so stubborn, this head will let you know what it means to have someone outside the human world, lest you be young and arrogant!"

As he spoke, Zhang Qitian took out a silver charm from his arms, recited a spell, and threw it at Qin Lang.

"The head of the family fist in the hall actually relies on spells to make a living, and you have lost all the faces of your Wudang Sect!"

Qin Lang said disdainfully, and without waiting for the silver talisman to approach his body, he stretched out his hand. He clawed the silver talisman in the air.

Seeing Qin Lang crush his silver talisman with an easy move, Zhang Qitian was quite surprised!

You know, there are four kinds of spells, yellow, blue, silver, and gold!

The golden rune was a spell that could only be used by god-level powers, and the silver rune was the spell he could use at the moment, just the silver rune, which was a bursting and lethal flame talisman.

However, before the flame of this spell was generated, it was crushed by Qin Lang like a chicken, just this hand, Zhang Qitian felt that he was a little weaker.

"Hehe, it's just an appetizer. ”

Zhang Qitian saw that the spell couldn't win the other party at all, so he simply gave up this idea, but rubbed himself up and performed the Wudang Inner Family Fist.

To say that Zhang Qitian's martial arts mastery is really worth learning, the inner family exercises, with the help of strength, Qin Lang looked at Zhang Qitian with his hands behind his back, and then started his footwork. Fight with Zhang Qitianyou.

Zhang Qitian is a grandmaster master, before this, Qin Lang has seen a grandmaster master, and there are only one and a half of them.

Xue Zhanpeng is the real grandmaster, and Yu Zhanhai is the remaining half.

I met another one today, Qin Lang cherished such an opportunity very much, and kept testing with Zhang Qitian. Observe.

Zhang Qitian is like an old man who fights health boxing, seemingly his movements are extremely gentle, but his strength is full, and he is replaced by someone else standing in front of him. He was slapped to death by a random palm a long time ago.

"It's good to come!"

Qin Lang jumped up and fought with Zhang Qitian.

'Woo Woo ......'

The two of them added their fists and feet, and Qin Lang felt that the power of his fists would be caught by Zhang Qitian, and after turning around and unloading. and then use the strength to rebound to Qin Lang.

After Qin Lang tried a few tricks, he felt bored.

The reason is that he has already understood the mystery of Wudang's mastery, and then he feels bored.

The premise of this so-called borrowing strength is that you have a certain strength base.

It's like Archimedes' principle of leverage. The prerequisite is that your leverage needs to be long enough, and you also need to have a certain amount of strength to be able to leverage this huge force.

Assuming that Qin Lang punched out at this time, it was a force of 50,000 catties. If Zhang Qitian rebounded back with his strength, even Qin Lang himself couldn't bear it.

But what if Zhang Qitian wants to use his strength, then he must have at least 5,000 catties of strength to pry ten times the external force of his own.

To say that the most admired founder of Wudangmen is really talented.

It is already quite difficult to develop such a martial arts on a planet like the Earth where the aura is depleted.

Knowing the reason, Qin Lang stopped stopping. suddenly increased his strength, and smashed down on Zhang Qitian with a fierce punch.

"The way of the other!"

Zhang Qitian is still the same as before, as long as he can unload Qin Lang's power and push it back, he Zhang Qitian will always be invincible.

It's a pity this time. Zhang Qitian's hands were not as magical as before, and his hands felt as if they were grasping a powerful giant snake instead of an arm.

The giant snake flicked its tail slightly, and the huge destructive force knocked Zhang Qitian backwards a few steps before he could stand firmly.

"What kind of kung fu is this, how can I use the other way, and I can't help him in the slightest!"

Zhang Qitian was inexplicably surprised, but it was too late to think nonsense, because Qin Lang punched him again.

This punch. directly hit Zhang Qitian like a rolling gourd, and the picture was extremely funny.

"You, what kind of kung fu are you?"

The more Zhang Qitian fought, the more frightened he became, and the other party just punched him. A kick, an elbow, a knee only, but yes. Let Zhang Qitian be overwhelmed.

"Kung Fu?haha, you are a grandmaster in vain, and you don't even know such a simple kung fu, no wonder Wudang Sect is so lonely. ”

Qin Lang smashed Zhang Qitian's body with a heavy fist, and then chased Zhang Qitian's figure for hundreds of meters with his negative hand, and the distance between the two people was always less than half a meter, and it was just a face-to-face appearance.

"Do you want to know what kind of kung fu this is? Then let me tell you, this is the absolute advantage of speed and strength!"

"I only took advantage of the greatest speed and strength to deal with you, my strength surpassed yours too much, your strength can't even withstand one-tenth of my strength, or even one percent, how can you use the principle of leverage to transfer the lethality of my fist?"

"I want you to be a dignified martial artist, and it is also extremely embarrassing to rely on the art of charms to enter the Tao!"

Qin Lang put his hands behind his back and reached out to squeeze it fiercely in the air.

"Let me see what real power is!"

"Heaven and Earth Martial Technique, First Style, Destruction Hand!"

Qin Lang condensed seven Void Pills, and his strength was superimposed and increased. This is hundreds of times more than before.

A grandmaster like Zhang Qitian, who relies on charms to enter the Dao, is only half a catty or eight taels compared to Xue Zhanpeng, Qin Lang killed Xue Zhanpeng before but one, and now killing Zhang Qitian is like killing a chicken. Tightly grasping the first form of the Heaven and Earth Martial Technique, Zhang Qitian couldn't bear it.

'Bang ......'

Zhang Qitian's body was grabbed by Qin Lang, and his heart collapsed, and his whole face was extremely distorted.

"Nope. This is impossible, fellow Grandmaster, why are you so strong?"

Zhang Qitian was dressed in a robe of yin and yang and spicy without wind, and the corners of his mouth were constantly bleeding.

"Even if I die, I will fight you!"

Then Zhang Qitian tore open his robe, revealing a long spell trace on his chest.

"I have devoted myself to 50 years, making talismans by example, and painting is the destiny of this life!"

On Zhang Qitian's chest, the originally long brown sigil became extremely vivid with the flow of drops of blood.

"Desperate?"

Qin Lang squinted at the talisman of fate, and finally had a trace of interest.

"You are stronger than Xue Zhanpeng, you just left yourself a desperate trick!"

Qin Lang continued to stand with his hands down: "Come, let me see how powerful your Talisman of Destiny really is." ”

"Surnamed Qin, the last thing you should do is to give me time to recite a spell, now, you go and die!"

Zhang Qitian stretched out his sword finger, and after chanting more than ten incantations, he shouted violently.

Qin Lang smiled lightly, Zhang Qitian's spell was too complicated to run, if Xue Zhanpeng faced him, he would have already struck a blow, and where would he give him time to recite the spell!

However, Qin Lang gave Zhang Qitian time!

"Open ......"

With Zhang Qitian roaring angrily, he handed his sword finger forward, and on Zhang Qitian's chest, the complicated talisman of fate suddenly broke away from his body and rushed towards Qin Lang to engrave it!