"Big brother, can you win?" Sakura couldn't help but shrink behind Qin Lang and asked.

She hadn't taken the True Martial City City Lord seriously because she didn't know much about how powerful the cultivators in the middle of the Jindan were because she just blindly had confidence in Qin Lang.

Now seeing that the aura of the city lord of Zhenwu City has reached its peak, the strong coercion he displayed made her, as a foundation building monk, she couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart.

Qin Lang heard Sakura's words, but he couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you think I can win?"

Sakura was stunned, then nodded and said, "Big brother will definitely win, big brother come on!"

The city lord of Zhenwu City had already raised his momentum to the peak state, and the battle intent in his heart was immediately hooked, and his mentality immediately returned to the usual state, and he laughed wildly: "Fellow Daoist, since you said that the immortal cultivation realm relies on big fists, then do you dare to fight with me?"

Qin Lang looked up at him, smiled indifferently, and said, "Why are you like a clown, you have to pose before fighting, talk nonsense there, if you think you can win me, just come up and do it." ”

The city lord of Zhenwu City snorted angrily and said, "Then Li will be offended!"

The city lord of Zhenwu City pinched his hand and began to use his magical powers, Qin Lang turned around and said softly to Xiao Sakura: "This person is thick-skinned, you see me go and slap him." ”

As soon as Qin Lang's words fell, the person had disappeared, and in the next moment, a loud "pop" sound was heard, and the city lord of Zhenwu City in mid-air was shaved by Qin Lang's slap and flew out more than ten meters, and half of his face was directly swollen.

The magic power of the city lord of Zhenwu City was also interrupted, and his heart was extremely shocked, he didn't even know how Qin Lang came to his side just now, let alone see Qin Lang's shot clearly, and suddenly his face was hot, and he was fanned away.

"This ...... What kind of magical power is this?" the City Lord of True Martial City was at a loss.

Qin Lang said lightly: "This is not a great supernatural power, it is just my self-created 'palm scraping faceless city lord hundred scraping hundred divine powers', you are not the first city lord to be slapped by me, but you are the worst one." ”

The City Lord of True Martial City heard the mockery in Qin Lang's tone, and said angrily: "Today is either you die or I die!"

He shouted angrily, and his hands directly turned into two huge palms and grabbed Qin Lang.

Qin Lang's figure flickered, and he heard a loud "pop" again, and the city lord of Zhenwu City was fanned out for more than ten meters, this time he changed his face, and now the city lord of Zhenwu City has a high swollen palm print on both sides of his face, which is very balanced.

The city lord of Zhenwu City was confused, just now he clearly locked on Qin Lang's figure, and he could directly use his magic power to clip him to death, but why did Qin Lang disappear in the blink of an eye, come to his side, and once again slap himself with a palm technique that he couldn't see clearly.

If Qin Lang hadn't slapped him with his bare hands, but had held a knife in his hand, one of his heads would have been flattened.

Thinking of this, the city lord of Zhenwu City was covered in cold sweat all over his forehead, and he couldn't even care about the hot pain on his cheeks.

The young monk in front of him is really the most powerful enemy in his life, if he doesn't use the means of pressing the bottom of the box, I'm afraid he will never have a chance to use it again!

The City Lord of True Martial City slowly closed his eyes and stimulated the most primitive bloodline in his body!

The successive city lords of Zhenwu City are all descendants of the Zhenwu bloodline!

Qin Lang stood with his hands in his hands, standing in the void and looking at the scene in front of him, he was not in a hurry to defeat the city lord of True Martial City, but looked at it with interest, and said in surprise: "Oh, another bloodline owner? It's a pity that this bloodline is a bit weak, and it's not very strong, it's not comparable to the True Phoenix bloodline at all." ”

Qin Lang didn't think that the True Martial City City Lord could pose any threat to him, although now he had to suppress his realm in the Jindan stage, and most of the True Yuan Power in his body was used to refine the Heart of the Sea and couldn't be mobilized, but in the face of a mere Jindan mid-stage, he was still very sure.

You must know that in the past, the monk in the middle stage of Jindan could simply raise his finger to turn him into a blood mist, and it was effortless to kill, and now no matter how much he suppressed his strength, he could still easily win.

The True Martial City City Lord successfully activated his bloodline power, opened his eyes, his eyes were full of ancient aura, and the recovery speed of his body strength and True Yuan Force also increased by several steps.

His red and swollen cheeks had also fully recovered, he looked at Qin Lang coldly, and said, "You shouldn't be so arrogant, let me activate the power of the bloodline smoothly, if you made a move on me just now, you would have won." ”

Qin Lang laughed and said, "You don't have to be so cautious when you win, I want to see how powerful your bloodline power is." ”

The city lord of Zhenwu City said: "The power of my bloodline is enough to kill you!"

His body shot out like a sharp arrow, and a punch hit Qin Lang in the chest, Qin Lang was knocked out by him, and he turned over and stood firmly on the ground.

"The speed is quite good, the strength is a little worse, and even my body refining spell has not been broken. Qin Lang said disappreciatively.

The city lord of Zhenwu City continued to attack, and his fists and feet rained down on Qin Lang, Qin Lang parried casually, but he received a lot of punches and kicks, but it was like no one was right all the time, as if those punches and kicks were not on him, but on others.

The more the city lord of Zhenwu City fought, the more frightened he became, at first he hit Qin Lang, and he could still feel that victory was in sight, but when he got to the back, he gradually discovered that Qin Lang was not unable to block or dodge his attack at all, but he was just too lazy to pay attention to it.

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 faintly painful, the harder he hit the reaction force, the more painful his fists and feet became.

"How is this possible...... Could it be that even if he doesn't fight back after being beaten, I won't be able to kill him at all?" The City Lord of True Martial City couldn't help but have deep doubts about his fists and feet, the current situation seemed to be that Qin Lang couldn't hurt Qin Lang even if he stood still and let him beat him, but would be injured by Qin Lang's body protector Zhenyuan and tough body.

"If your fists and feet can't work, then take me a sword!" The city lord of Zhenwu City suddenly shouted angrily, and when he turned around, he actually pulled out a snow-bright long sword from nowhere, and stabbed it at Qin Lang's throat.

This sword poured out all the true yuan power of the city lord of Zhenwu City, and it was also the most powerful sword he had learned in his life.

Sakura saw it in her eyes, she was already very worried when she saw that Qin Lang had been beaten, but at this time, seeing the city lord of Zhenwu City unexpectedly take out a long sword and launch her sword technique, she couldn't help but exclaim.

This sword was too sudden, and ordinary monks would definitely not have expected it, and if they didn't expect it, they could only die under the sword.

Qin Lang didn't seem to have expected this sword, and it was impossible to dodge it, the city lord of True Martial City had a hideous face, and he could already see Qin Lang being stabbed to death by him with a sword.

But just as the city lord's long sword of the True Martial City City was about to pierce Qin Lang's throat, the sword light suddenly converged, and the sword that was as fast as lightning suddenly stopped, and it was already lightly clamped by two fingers, unable to move.

Whether it was the True Martial City City Lord in the battle, or Xiao Sakura, who was watching the battle, they couldn't see when Qin Lang's two fingers stretched out and how they caught the True Martial City City Lord's long sword.

All they knew was that the long sword suddenly stopped, and two fingers had already caught the long sword, as if they had been waiting there for the long sword to come.

The hideous face of the city lord of Zhenwu City gradually turned into full of horror, he was the first time, and someone stretched out two fingers to clamp the long sword, cracking his move, in the previous battles, even if someone had escaped under this sword, it must have relied on the kind of defensive magic weapon that was instantly stimulated, so he was lucky not to die.

In this situation like this, it is the first time that the city lord of Zhenwu City has encountered it.

And no matter how he used the True Yuan Force, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, never looking back, and the long sword did not move in Qin Lang's two fingers.

Qin Lang smiled lightly and said, "What kind of bloodline power do you have, is it just like that?" It's just a little bit of increased speed and true yuan power, I thought there would be any talent ability, but I didn't see you use it, so I wasted so much time in vain." ”