After being swept away by Snow Bird's skill Jedi Ice Cube, only some slightly more powerful characters were still gasping, and the others had already fallen to the ground and turned into popsicles.

"Presumptuous!"

The Pavilion Master of the Flying Immortal Pavilion, Lin Dong, shouted angrily, originally he thought that those people would teach Qin Lang a hard lesson, or directly kill Qin Lang, he didn't have to do it himself, he could stay out of it.

But unexpectedly, Qin Lang killed his guests instead, doing this kind of thing was tantamount to provoking them Feixian Pavilion, and he also had a reason to make a move now, so he would not be patient anymore.

Qin Lang looked at Lin Lin Dong who rushed towards him with strange eyes, didn't he see Wu Tianping's embarrassment just now, and now he dared to swagger with his sword to attack him.

Of course, Lin Lin Dong saw Qin Lang's operation just now, or it was precisely because he saw it that he would make a bold and reassuring move now, in his opinion, Qin Lang's skill was so strong, and the cooldown time must be very long, and he would definitely not be able to use it again for a while.

However, Qin Lang quickly told him with facts - he was thinking too much.

That Lin Dong was still on the way towards Qin Lang, and the sword in his hand had already broken free from his hand, and then slashed at him wildly.

Lin Dong's eyes suddenly became stunned, and his heart was shocked, how could Qin Lang be able to use demon magic to control his sword again?

It's terrifying that such a powerful skill doesn't have a cooldown yet!

Weapons are extremely important to both the player and the player, and without them, they are no different from waste.

He hurriedly took out a spare sword and immediately launched a strong attack on the sword in front of him, hoping that the damage dealt to that sword would rebound to Qin Lang.

However, he still thought too much, when he used his skills to smash the sword that originally belonged to him in front of him, Qin Lang was still unharmed, his heart was dripping blood, this was the sword that he had spent countless efforts to forge, it was broken like this, and the most aggrieved thing was that it was still cut by him himself.

His eyes froze, staring at Qin Lang deadly, he swore that he would definitely make this stinky boy pay the price of blood!

"Shadow Sword Technique!"

Lin Lin Dong shouted, and suddenly his whole body fluttered, like a ghost, and the sword in his hand also shone brightly, exuding silver.

However, just as he was about to stab at Qin Lang, a huge force suddenly came from his hand, and in his blank gaze, the sword with silver rays actually broke free from his palm again, and then jumped on his head and slashed down suddenly.

Lin Lin Dong hurriedly stretched out his hands to block the sword, and suddenly there were two large blood marks on his arms.

His face became extremely ugly, could it be that no matter how many swords he took out, Qin Lang could control them at will? It's outrageous!

Has he really inherited the mantle of the Sword God?

Originally, he thought it was just a rumor spread by people in the rivers and lakes, but now it seems that the rumor is very likely to be true.

Qin Lang controlled the sword to attack Lin Dongdong, while the Snow Cold Bird next to him was chasing the others, and in the face of the powerful eighty-one Snow Cold Birds, they had no power to fight back.

"Even Master Zhenhui can only run away, his pet is really amazing!" Someone exclaimed.

And at this moment, the True Wisdom Master in their mouths was closely chased by three snow cold birds, and his shoes fell off.

At this time, I saw him take out a piece of talisman paper and said in a panic: "Uncle save me!" ”

The moment he finished speaking, the rune paper burst into golden light, and the next moment it burst into flames.

When he saw that the three snow birds were about to catch up with him, a golden circle of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a figure stepped out of the circle.

When he looked at the three snow cold birds and planned to attack Zhenhui, the person who came frowned slightly, and then read word by word: "Om-ma-ma-what-t-horn-mi-huh!" ”

Suddenly, six big golden characters that looked a little mysterious erupted from his mouth, and they all hit the three snow cold birds.

When the first word "Om" hit the snow bird, the snow bird was knocked away, and the second big word "Ma" immediately chased over, and the figure of the snow bird was lost in an instant.

The rest of the big golden characters were planed in the same way, and in just a few blinks of an eye, the three snow cold birds disappeared.

Qin Lang knew that the clones of the two Chaos Devouring Beasts had been wiped out, so he couldn't help but look over there, thinking that it seemed that this old monk who had just arrived was a hard stubble.

When the people who fled saw the figure of the old monk, they hurriedly begged for help: "Master Xuanzhi, save us!" ”

"Master Xuanzhi!"

"He is the legendary Xuanyin Temple Monk Master Xuanzhi?"

"I heard that he only lost to Lin Xinghe by one move back then, otherwise he would be the leader of today's martial arts alliance."

Listening to the gossip of those people, Qin Lang also knew that this monk was not small, and his heart became cautious.

"What's going on?" Xuan Zhi asked.

Zhenhui, who called him, hurriedly stepped forward and explained to him, but he didn't add any fuel or vinegar, but his tone was very angry.

After listening to this, Xuan Zhi suddenly understood, no wonder these people were angry, after all, they all spent a lot of money to be able to sit on the Flying Sendai, and now they want to return empty-handed, which is naturally unacceptable.

Even his nephew asked him to borrow some money, he didn't know what it was, but he didn't expect it to come here to try his luck.

He couldn't help glaring at Zhenhui, and Zhenhui instantly coaxed, and lowered his head in fear.

Although he is very dissatisfied with this unsuccessful nephew, he still has to stand up for him, otherwise he will not be able to repay the money he borrows.

Xuan Zhi walked towards Qin Lang and said slowly: "This benefactor, as the so-called solitary pleasure is not as good as the joy of all, why don't you give some generously to come out to block the mouth of Youyou?" ”

Hearing what he said, Qin Lang was immediately amused, he thought that this old monk was some kind of high-ranking monk, but he didn't expect him to be able to say such shameless words!

He replied with a smile: "This master, why don't you take out the incense money in your temple and have fun with the people of the world?" This is a good thing for the benefit of all peoples. ”

"You!" Before Xuan Zhi could speak, Zhenhui on the side pointed at Qin Lang angrily, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Amitabha." That Xuanzhi recited the Buddha's name, and then said: "Donor, you are not the income of the law, and you should not possess it alone!" ”

Qin Lang waved his hand and said a little impatiently: "Letting them go is already my greatest mercy, don't challenge my bottom line, master." ”

Xuan Zhi clasped his hands together and said: "Since the donor insists on this, the old man can only be offended." ”。