In the center of the martial arts arena, Qin Lang and Meng Yongyuan stood at both ends respectively, the spiritual power in their bodies was surging wildly, and on the edge of the battlefield, a monk in the early stage of Jindan also stood solemnly as a referee.

"If one side admits defeat, the fight will stop immediately, otherwise I will make a move, understand?" The Jindan monk said in a deep voice, glancing at the two of them separately.

"Understood!" The two replied in unison.

"So, let's go!"

With the referee's order, Meng Yongyuan stepped on the soles of his feet and quickly pressed in the direction of Qin Lang, and the moment his right hand stretched out, a long sword had already been grasped in his hand, and there was a golden light rippling on it.

Qin Lang's pupils moved slightly, and at the same time as he flashed forward, the information that Chen Mo had told him earlier sounded in his mind.

"Meng Yongyuan's cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building, the metallic spiritual root, like his master Lin Yan, is good at using swords, the swordsmanship is smart and unpredictable, which contains metallic fierce killing power, and if you are not careful, you will be hit! And it has both offense and defense, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get close! ”

"A nimble monk?" Qin Lang secretly said in his heart, the moment his right hand stretched out, a long sword in the storage ring instantly appeared, and the fire-colored light immediately spread over the entire sword body.

"Hmph, you actually used a sword in front of me, and the class got an axe!" Meng Yongyuan's face showed a touch of disdain, and the sword move in his hand changed in an instant, and the sword move that was originally cut out horizontally stabbed towards Qin Lang's throat in an instant.

After Qin Lang flashed sideways, the fire on the long sword in his right hand flashed, and he slashed towards Meng Yongyuan's body, but he was easily flashed by the other party, as if he had already seen through Qin Lang's moves.

Unable to strike a blow, Qin Lang retreated, but was forced back by Meng Yongyuan's sword moves.

Boom!

The sword lights of the two collided together, and Qin Lang was shocked by the force on them and fell backwards.

"Hmph, with your ability to use a sword, you dare to take it out and be embarrassed, it's better to use your thunder attribute as soon as possible, otherwise you're afraid you won't have a chance!" Meng Yongyuan said with a sneer.

After just one move, he had already judged Qin Lang's approximate strength, no matter in terms of swordsmanship and spiritual power, Qin Lang was crushed by him, and there was no suspense at all.

If it weren't for forcing Qin Lang to use thunder attribute spells, he would have had the opportunity to seriously injure Qin Lang just now, but in order to prevent him from giving up admitting defeat after being seriously injured, he didn't do that, he just kept using sword moves, and kept forcing Qin Lang to retreat step by step.

"Are you going to lose?" Looking at the fierce battle on the stage, several people from Xiao Lingfeng showed anxious expressions, they could all see that Qin Lang's swordsmanship was not very good, even clumsy, and there was no comparison with a master like Meng Yongyuan, and Qin Lang's cultivation was one rank lower than Meng Yongyuan, how to see how he was going to lose.

However, the step trainer who looked at all this was extremely calm, and her face did not change at all, because she knew that many of the spells that Qin Lang had cultivated during this time had not been cast, and he was just looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill.

"Childe, this Qin Lang's strength seems to be like this, the strength of the sword is pitiful, if you don't count its thunder attributes, any one of us can defeat him, there is no suspense in this competition!" A monk beside Lin Yan said.

Hearing this, Lin Yan just frowned and didn't say anything, because he always felt that something was wrong, but he was also sure that Qin Lang did not hide the strength of the sword, and his swordsmanship was not bad at all, and this contradictory idea made him a little uneasy.

The roaring sound on the stage continued to sound, and the metallic sword light continued to flicker like a butterfly through a needle, blasting countless rocks into the martial arts arena every time, and the entire battlefield seemed to be completely controlled by Meng Yongyuan, so that Bai Lingzi Qin Lang couldn't raise his head.

"Damn, this is too weak, it's really disappointing......"

"What kind of Bailingzi is this, the strength is not as strong as mine, and it is embarrassing to go up, I am really drunk!"

"If I came here once, you'll show me this, ......"

……

Countless curses rang out from the audience, and it was really that this battle had so far far been too far far from what they had imagined!

originally thought that no matter how weak Qin Lang was, it should not be ordinary to be able to become a Bailingzi, but he didn't expect to be forced by his followers to run away in the entire martial arts arena, which was extremely disappointing.

In addition to Lin Yan, several Bai Lingzi also frowned, and their gaze at Qin Lang slowly changed from jealousy to ridicule, and they lost their qualifications as opponents in their eyes.

However, at this moment, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Qin Lang, who had been avoiding in the field, and the time he was waiting for had finally arrived.

Airplanes! Meng Yongyuan stabbed out with a sword, and the golden light instantly burst out.

He didn't keep this sword anymore, because Qin Lang had never used the relationship of the thunder attribute, he had lost his patience, and he was ready to go all out to seriously injure Qin Lang first.

However, at the moment when Meng Yongyuan went all out to kill, countless purple thunderbolts suddenly erupted from Qin Lang's body, and the next moment, Qin Lang directly threw the long sword in his hand away, and his hands quickly pinched the trick, and suddenly disappeared under Meng Yongyuan's golden sword light.

"Refa Thunderbolt!"

Rumble! The huge explosion directly resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and the ground made of rocks exploded by Qin Lang's foot, and countless stones flew and smashed into the audience, and the purple light in front of everyone's intuitive eyes suddenly flashed, and then they couldn't see anything.

"How could it be ......" Meng Yongyuan was stunned for a moment, he thought that he had hallucinated, the figure who was about to be stabbed by his golden sword light just now appeared directly in front of him in an instant, his whole body was bathed in purple thunder and lightning, as if killing a god, a pair of bright eyes flashed with a terrifying chill, it was an undisguised killing machine.

"He's going to kill me!!"

This was the most direct reaction in Meng Yongyuan's mind, subconsciously, he wanted to shout to admit defeat, but unfortunately it was too late, Qin Lang waited for so long, just so that he had no chance to admit defeat.

In the next moment, Qin Lang's heavy punch full of thunder light directly hit Meng Yongyuan's chest, and the violent thunder attribute spiritual power poured out like a river, frantically pouring into Meng Yongyuan's chest, not only directly penetrating his heart, but even the word admitting defeat that was already in his throat was blocked.

Rumble!

Meng Yongyuan's corpse slammed into the ground, purple lightning spread throughout his body, even if he was dead, it still did not stop eroding, his eyes were strangely wide, but there was no focus at all, and his distorted face was full of unbelievable shock.

All the hustle and bustle in the entire martial arts arena stopped abruptly, and the scene of thousands of people turned out to be audible at this moment, and everyone looked at the young man bathed in purple thunder on the stage in shock.

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