Chapter 118: Deceit

"Boy, you just rely on luck, I see how you dodge this wave of attacks!" The young man surnamed Lan sneered, but he felt that Qin Ping was opportunistic to dodge this blow, and he didn't think how powerful Qin Ping's strength was.

The young man surnamed Zhao laughed coldly, his body surface vitality covered his skin, and a black vitality big knife in his hand formed in an instant, and he slashed towards Qin Ping.

Qin Ping smiled indifferently, not caring at all, although the two surnamed Zhao have the realm of entering the middle stage of the Holy Realm, but if they are facing Gang, although he is indeed a little inferior to the realm of these two people in the realm, but Qin Ping's means are endless, and he is not afraid of the joint offensive of these two people.

With Meng Li's exit, Qin Ping can now deal with the two in front of him wholeheartedly, although both of them have the strength to enter the middle stage of the Holy Realm, but Qin Ping is not false at all, I saw Qin Ping grab it with his bare hands, and a purple-gold Yuan Qi sword was formed in an instant, and tens of thousands of sword intents permeated up.

In the early stage of entering the Holy Realm, all the vitality overflowed on the surface of the body, and the blessings brought by the gods of eyebrow fire directly spread to Qin Ping's Yuan Qi Sword, and the endless flames spit out fire letters on the Yuan Qi Sword, and the momentum was really amazing.

"Pretend, I'll see what you can do!" The young man surnamed Zhao sneered and strode out, the black vitality big knife in his hand slashed towards Qin Ping.

And the hammer formed in the hands of the young man surnamed Nalan seemed to be a little slow, at this moment, Qin Ping, who was on the other side, had a complete insight into the thoughts of this young man surnamed Lan, in the heart of this young man surnamed Lan, he felt that although Qin Ping was a little difficult, but in the face of the young man surnamed Zhao who was in the middle of the Holy Realm, it was only difficult, but he didn't think that Qin Ping could defeat him.

Therefore, the young man surnamed Lan is a little slow at the moment, just to hide his vitality and save some effort, so that the young man surnamed Zhao is almost consumed when he is fighting with Qin Ping, and after Qin Ping is solved, then he will have more advantages in facing this monk in the middle stage of the Holy Realm.

How could Qin Ping not know this little bit of thought of the young man surnamed Lan, but he smiled in his heart, looking down on him, he would inevitably have to pay the due price, only to see the young man surnamed Zhao dragging the knife of black vitality towards Qin Ping.

Qin Ping struck a backhand, the Yuan Qi Sword caught up, and under the front, he directly received this blow from the young man surnamed Zhao, which made Qin Ping slightly surprised, the strength in the middle stage of entering the Holy Realm was not so rubbish in theory, but the attack of the young man surnamed Zhao was easily resisted by Qin Ping.

Qin Ping's heart instantly understood that the young man surnamed Zhao was hiding a hand, and he didn't go all out to deal with Qin Ping, and he was also wary of the young man surnamed Lan, otherwise, Qin Ping would not have been able to take his knife so easily.

"Brother Lan, this kid is not good, you still don't make a move?" The young man surnamed Zhao couldn't hit a blow, and said anxiously.

How could Qin Ping not see that this young man surnamed Zhao was just pretending to be a gesture to show the young man surnamed Lan, how could he let another person in the middle stage of the Holy Realm next to him sit on the profits of the fisherman, and naturally he would not go all out.

Qin Ping could see that this young man surnamed Lan was not a fool, so he pouted, but he didn't expect this young man surnamed Zhao to be so scheming, and he secretly scolded in his heart.

But since they joined forces to solve Qin Ping, they didn't dare to drag it out any longer, the hammer in his hand was formed instantly, and he smashed towards Qin Ping in an instant, of course, looking at this strength, Qin Ping knew in his heart that this young man surnamed Lan did not exert all his strength, and he did have some spare hands, completely beware of the young man surnamed Zhao.

This is a good thing for Qin Ping, although these two people have joined forces, but when they join forces to deal with Qin Ping, they are all spared, so that Qin Ping will be able to solve it in the next attack, and it is not a way to go on like this.

The eyes of the young man surnamed Lan flickered, and he naturally knew that the two of them were not wholeheartedly joining forces to deal with Qin Ping, and under the pretended offensive, he looked at a period of time, and the hammer waved at the back of the young man surnamed Zhao.

Although the young man surnamed Zhao, who originally attacked Qin Ping, knew that the young man surnamed Lan had left some hands, he did not expect that the young man surnamed Lan would defect and start attacking him.

So in the situation of being caught off guard, the hammer of vitality of the young man surnamed Lan was fiercely received on his back, and in an instant, the skin on the back of the young man surnamed Zhao was opened, which made people suffer a big loss at a glance.

"Lan Dog, you!" The young man surnamed Zhao was attacked by this blow, and his back wound was wide, and he turned around abruptly and roared angrily.

I didn't expect that at the current juncture, this young man surnamed Lan would turn against him and give him a fatal blow, which made his injuries worsen in an instant.

The young man surnamed Lan sneered, a little calm, he just made a sneak attack, and he didn't spare his hand at all, the young man surnamed Zhao received this blow solidly, and his combat power was already greatly reduced, in his eyes, Qin Ping was not worth mentioning, since the sneak attack was successful, he was naturally willing to beat the water dog.

Before the young man surnamed Zhao continued to scold, the young man surnamed Lan's eyes flashed coldly, and his body came out instantly, coming towards the young man surnamed Zhao very quickly, which made the young man surnamed Zhao a little frightened for a moment, and sure enough, after the young man surnamed Lan succeeded in one blow, he no longer cared about Qin Ping.

Since the two of them were going to choose a big battle, Qin Ping was naturally happy to watch from the sidelines, and he didn't want to get involved in the battle between the two, so as not to waste his physical strength and vitality.

Qin Ping chose to break away from the battle, sitting cross-legged and quietly recuperating beside him, he needed to recover some vitality to face the more brutal battle that followed.

The two are inseparable at the moment, although the young man surnamed Zhao was greatly injured under the sneak attack of the young man surnamed Lan, but it is still the realm of the middle stage of the Holy Realm, even if the young man surnamed Lan wants to beat the water dog, it will be a waste of effort.

The two have been playing from the midfield to the margins, and all kinds of spells emerge in an endless stream, and the fight is difficult to solve, but only Qin Ping knows that the sneak attack of the young man surnamed Lan just now is useful, and under this fierce battle, the young man surnamed Zhao is obviously a little powerless.

Under the kung fu of a cup of tea, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and at the beginning the two of them fought five or five, and they couldn't see who had the upper hand, but as time went by, the shortcomings of the injuries received by the young man surnamed Zhao showed up.

The more time passed, it was obvious that the young man surnamed Lan gradually began to attack the young man surnamed Zhao, without giving the young man surnamed Zhao a chance to breathe, if it went on like this, it was not surprising that it would be a matter of time before the young man surnamed Zhao was defeated.

After a one-hit fight, the young man surnamed Zhao was overwhelmed and spit out a mouthful of blood.