Chapter 182: Falling Short

Hu Mei giggled, twisted her hips, shook three times, and greeted Chen Lang.

"Chen Gongzi, how do you feel? Does my Dementor still smell? Oh, I heard Feng Shao say that you have solved my Bliss Pill, I think Chen Gongzi has a deep knowledge of my Bliss Gate's voodoo scripture, this soul dementor is much easier to solve than the Bliss Pill, or Chen Gongzi, you can show your amazing achievements on the spot, let my sister and I open my eyes. ”

"I'd like to see it too." Feng Zijun smiled evilly, "Chen Lang, Zhao Yue really didn't misunderstand you, sure enough, he was righteous, let his subordinates flee for their lives, tsk, should I praise you for your righteousness, or should I scold you for being stupid?"

Yes! I'll fulfill you, and when your gang of waste men escape from Jiangcheng, I'll take your head. ”

Chen Langsen's cold eyes swept over the audience, and seeing that even Feng Zijun was calm and calm, he knew that these guys had made up their minds to delay the outbreak of the dementor's medicinal properties.

Sitting back and waiting for death has never been Chen Lang's style.

Immediately, Chen Lang used the Haoran Qi in his body, and as soon as he stood up with his sword, the sword momentum of the Great River was launched brazenly.

Countless sword qi instantly gathered into a sword river in the air, hanging in the air above everyone's heads.

"Young Master, be careful! Don't block hard! ”

Gongsun Ao raised his Mo knife horizontally, stepped across, and blocked in front of Feng Zijun.

In an instant, the sword qi was like a big river rushing, vertical and horizontal, rolling down.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhao Wujia, Hu Mei and the others flew back instantly, their bodies were slightly stable, and they urged the qi machine to condense a body protection qi shield in front of them.

But in the face of the sword momentum of the Great River, which even Yao Buqi was completely scared of, the black-clothed man of the Xuanjie was not so lucky, and five of them reacted half a beat slower on the spot, and were pierced by the sword qi and died.

Zhao Wujia and the others' body protection qi shield was also about to collapse at the touch of a button, and at the time of crisis, they rolled on the ground in embarrassment to avoid the past in a thrilling way.

Gongsun Ao was even more embarrassed when he took the Mo knife to carry the sword qi, and the giant Mo knife almost got out of his hand, not to mention that even the tiger mouth of his hands was directly shattered.

"Kill him! Immediately! Feng Zijun yelled angrily.

He didn't dare to wait any longer, the ghost knew how many exercises Chen Lang had not yet performed.

Gongsun Ao lost face, and he was not convinced in his heart, and when he heard this, he waved his knife and slashed over.

Zhao Wujia responded from the side, with a flick of his wrist, a vicious sword move swept towards Chen Lang.

Hu Mei repeated her old tricks again, and while she was walking quickly, she threw silver needles to block Chen Lang's space to move.

On the other side, the human-faced spider demon lowered his arms, and eight fist-sized human-faced spiders jumped silently from their cuffs to the ground, and then the monster screamed and opened its hideous mouthparts to Chen Lang, each spewing out a spider silk glowing with black light to entangle him.

The remaining eleven black-clothed people of the Xuan Rank were not idle, each using their swords to surround Chen Lang, waiting for an opportunity to use their swords to further squeeze Chen Lang's vacant space.

Chen Lang's qi was fully released, the stronger he was, the faster the medicinal properties of the dementor dispersed would spread, and it didn't take long for that top-heavy, earth-shaking dizziness to strike again.

He stumbled under his feet, and suddenly his left leg had severe calf pain, and the spider silk of the human-faced spider pierced into the calf muscles like steel needles.

Zhao Wujia took the opportunity to press in, the long sword in his hand was like lightning, stabbing and twisting, and a sword opened a bloody hole in Chen Lang's left shoulder.

"Beautiful! Chen Lang, you waste, I see how you escaped today! Feng Zijun, who was watching the battle, was excited, and shouted wildly, "Don't worry, after you die, I will treat your wife well, as well as Shen Di, Mi You, Li Kun, all the women who have anything to do with you, Young Master Ben will take care of you properly." ”

Chen Lang's eyes suddenly turned cold, knowing that there was not much time left for him, and if it dragged on, he would not have a chance to turn the tables around.

So, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Wujia's long sword trembling and stabbing at his lower abdomen, Chen Lang did not retreat but advanced, slightly on one side of his body, and hit Zhao Wujia's sword blade.

Poof!

Zhao Wujia's sword edge was abnormally sharp, and it was not ordinary, and the three-foot-long sword blade easily pierced through Chen Lang's lower abdomen and penetrated through his back.

Running out of oil and running out of lights? Is it that simple?

Zhao Wujia was surprised and delighted, and just wanted to draw his sword, but saw the corners of Chen Lang's mouth suddenly slanted, revealing a disdainful smile.

Not good......

Zhao Wujia's vigilant heart stood up, but it was too late.

Chen Lang's gray lifeless left hand shook, and a palm was imprinted on Zhao Wujia's chest.

The power of annihilation entered the body, and instantly began to frantically devour and destroy Zhao Wujia's vitality, Zhao Wujia was slapped away with a palm, and the person was still flying upside down in mid-air, and the black hair turned into white hair strangely, and the original red face was instantly covered with wrinkles.

"Lord Zhao Mountain!"

Gongsun Ao looked at Zhao Wujia, who was dozens of years old, and his face was full of shock. Wenxin School

"This kid wants to exchange his life for his life, everyone pay attention!" The human-faced spider demon reminded.

"At the end of the strong crossbow, there is nothing to be afraid of, he won't last long." Feng Zijun said.

Chen Lang smiled coldly, and exploded a human-faced spider that rushed over with a sword, and then the sword was like a swift wind, and a sword was as fast as a sword to kill Gongsun Ao.

It's a completely lethal way of playing.

Gongsun Ao swung the giant Mo sword, roared violently, and swung the fierce sword qi at the fierce sword.

"You dare to stop me!"

Chen Lang's eyes were full of disdain, and with a spin of the sword, the dragon's groan suddenly started, and the sword qi suddenly transformed into a dragon-shaped sword light, destroying the withering and decaying Mo Dao sword qi, and directly penetrating into Gongsun Ao's chest.

Kill with a sword!

Almost at the same moment, more than a dozen silver needles shot by Hu Mei also pierced Chen Lang's back, and then a knife burst out on the ground, and the scimitar of the human-faced spider demon pulled a hole more than a foot long in Chen Lang's right leg from the bottom up.

The knife edge is turned out, and the blood is gushing!

Chen Lang finally gave up, knelt down on one knee, and stabbed the ground with his sword, barely stabilizing his crumbling body.

Feng Zijun looked at Gongsun Ao who was lying on his back to the sky in a daze, and his anger was like thunder, "Damn! If you want to kill the two earth-level masters of my Feng family when you are dying, Chen Lang, I will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes! ”

Chen Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Do you believe it or not, you will die before me?" ”

"Am I going to give you this chance?"

Feng Zijun took a few steps back, raised his hand and pointed at Chen Lang: "Divide this waste sword for me!" ”

"Haha, let's die together!" Chen Lang Huo Ran got up, and the sound of the sword roared again, and two flames, one black and one red, suddenly ignited on the sword body.

The blue light of his sword-holding right hand burst out, and pieces of blue scales loomed out from under the skin, covering his arm strangely.

"It's ...... The power of the bloodline! The human-faced spider demon changed in shock, "Hide, he's forcibly activating the power of the bloodline!" ”

"It's late!"

Chen Lang smiled coldly, swung his sword at Hu Mei, and the sword qi turned into two flame dragons in the air, roaring and pounced on Hu Mei.

Hu Mei was startled, and flew sideways, but unexpectedly, the two flame dragons seemed to have spirituality, and they chased after them like shadows.

Rao is Hu Mei is strain no matter how fast, this time there is no way to avoid it, ah screamed, was swallowed by the Yan Dragon on the spot, and in just a moment, it became a charred black dry corpse.

Feng Zijun was furious, took out Magnum's revolver, and banged it three times.

Chen Lang's body shook, he looked down at the three extra blood holes in his chest, and swung out another sword in his hand, and wherever the sword qi went, the dragon flames were rolling, and nothing was burned.

On the spot, six more black-clothed people of the Xuan Rank were devoured by the dragon flames, and all the spiders released by the human-faced spider demon were also turned into ashes.

It's just that the two swords were swung out, and the dragon flame that was wrapped around the body of the Absolute Sword was obviously dimmed.

"He won't last long, give it to me!" Feng Zijun banged and shot two more shots.

Magnum's revolver was modified by Zhao Yue, and its power was even more terrifying than that of the Desert Eagle, ordinary people would be killed on the spot if they were shot, but Chen Lang's body was washed and strengthened by dragon blood, and the bullet could tear his muscles, but it could not hurt his bones.

Therefore, Chen Lang did not dodge or dodge, he accepted it generously, and the sword of his right hand gathered the remaining strength to slash at the human-faced spider demon, and with a flick of his fingers in his left hand, a wisp of gray dead qi shot towards Feng Zijun like a flying needle.

How dare the human-faced spider demon shake Long Yan, at the time of crisis, he grabbed two black-clothed people of the Xuan rank and blocked them in front of him as a substitute for the dead ghost, and narrowly avoided the attack of the sword qi dragon flame.

Feng Zijun's reaction was much slower, with his Xuan-level cultivation realm, he couldn't sense the existence of the power of annihilation, he only felt a tingling, and then there was an extra hole in his wrist that was smaller than a pinhole, and he didn't know that the power of annihilation had penetrated into his body.

This wisp of annihilation power is very small, far from being comparable to Chen Lang's palm penetrating Gongsun Ao's heart, but it is enough to destroy a person's vitality.

In less than a month, Feng Zijun will inevitably run out of vitality, die of old age, and even if Da Luo Jinxian descends to earth, he will not want to save his life.

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill the human-faced spider demon."

Chen Lang sighed in his heart, no matter how difficult it was to resist the hallucinogenic effect of the dementor and the increasingly intense dizziness, he finally fell down unwillingly.

It's okay to be dead.

I hope that this time I can die from the body to the soul, and don't let Lao Tzu's soul linger and sleep for hundreds of years.

The moment he fell, he dimly caught a glimpse of a bewitching figure breaking into his blurred vision.