With three thousand thunder in his hand, Qin Lang's mind moved, and he took out a perfect Gathering Spirit Pill from the system package and swallowed it.

"It's a pity. ”

Qin Lang's gaze fell to the ground not far away, wrapping the magic weapon in his left hand, his eyes full of regret.

He deliberately used three thousand thunder rages in order not to destroy the integrity of the magic weapon, but he didn't expect that the Netherworld would make such a quick decision and easily abandon his entire arm.

Still, he could understand why Netherworld did it.

After all, the Three Thousand Thunder Furies are very corrosive, and once they enter the body, they will wantonly destroy the vitality in the body.

If Nether doesn't cut off his left hand, his left hand will also be reimbursed, but in that case, the other parts of his body will also be harmed.

"You're yourself. ”

The dantian immediately recovered a little true qi, and Qin Lang's face became heavy.

As a last resort, no one will learn such a self-mutilating method as Netherworld, but when Netherworld cut off his left hand, he did not hesitate at all, which is enough to show that Netherworld is not a third-rate commodity who is strong on the outside, but a ruthless person who is truly not afraid of death.

And usually this kind of person is very dangerous.

Because he is not afraid of death, when he is in prison and cornered, he is likely to choose to die with his opponent.

"Although the martial arts you just performed are very similar to the Thunder Sect's Thunder Palm, it is actually not the Thunder Sect's peerless skill. ”

Tearing off the corner of the clothes he was wearing inside, tying a dead knot on the shoulder of the broken arm, and staring at Qin Lang with a gloomy face: "What kind of martial arts did you perform just now?"

Just now, when the Three Thousand Thunder Fury entered his body, he immediately felt that his left hand had begun to paralyze and he had lost part of his senses.

Moreover, he also sensed that there was a very special energy that was constantly eroding his muscles and meridians, which was very terrifying.

This kind of martial arts is very special, it is rare, and he has never seen it.

"Thunder Palm?"

Mi Mixiu's eyes lit up, and her eyes fell on the entire bloody left hand that had just been cut down by the Netherworld, and she thought about it.

"I need to tell you?"

Qin Lang's face returned to calm, and the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of disdain.

"You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin. ”

The dark gaze was cold, and the true qi in his body gushed out like a flood, rising to the sky.

In an instant, with him as the center, within a radius of ten meters, a violent wind suddenly blew and smoke filled the sky.

"It's very imposing, but it's useless. ”

Qin Lang shook his head helplessly, and his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at the Netherworld.

"I heard that you have a kind of pupil technique that can imitate the other party's mastery in a short period of time?"

The Netherworld said in a cold voice: "If I'm not mistaken, you should have imitated the Thunder Sect's Thunder Palm, and then fused other similar martial arts to create the martial arts just now, right?"

"Huh. ”

Qin Lang smiled faintly and was noncommittal.

Nether's guess was wrong, but the general direction was right.

The most primitive form of the Three Thousand Thunder Fury, Thunder Wanjun, is formed by the fusion of martial arts with the Thunder Sect's Thunder Palm and the Wind Thunder Sect's palm thunder.

"If that's the case, then Qin Lang's talent is indeed terrifying. ”

Mi Mi nodded, lost in thought.

There are many geniuses who can comprehend martial arts on their own, but it is very rare for someone like Qin Lang to be able to fuse two martial arts together and create a new martial art that is more powerful.

Martial arts attainments have reached this terrifying level, and this kind of person is a rare existence in the entire Shenzhou Kingdom.

"Is the finished?"

Qin Lang patted the dust on his body, looking impatient: "If you want to fight, hurry up, if you don't fight, please trouble yourself, don't waste my strength." ”

"Surnamed Qin, no matter how good your qualifications and talents are, what's the use? You are still in a catastrophe today, don't expect someone to come to save you. ”

Holding a dagger in his right hand, Netherworld took a step forward, slowly approaching Qin Lang: "This ring is where you Qin Lang is buried." ”

"Whoosh!"

A breaking wind exploded.

Nether's body flashed, and disappeared in place.

It is the special ability of the Martial Emperor, crossing the void.

"It's hopeless. ”

Qin Lang smiled bitterly, and the soul power in his body moved.

Rumble!

The terrifying high temperature instantly diffused out, and Jin Gangyangyan burst out of Qin Lang's body at once.

The scorching flame wave was like a golden battle suit, wrapping his entire body tightly, and within five meters, there was a sea of golden fire.

The chilling temperature gradually climbed, and even the pure gold on the ground was slowly melting into a puddle of molten iron.

"Do you think that with the fifth-grade natal soul fire, you can make me retreat?"

A joking voice came from all directions, and it was impossible to capture the source of the sound: "Your idea is too naïve." ”

As soon as the voice fell, a red light flickered strangely in the space behind Qin Lang.

The invisible space was like a blank piece of paper, cut by some kind of divine weapon, a black crack appeared, and a red dagger silently stretched out from the crack.

The dagger was sent forward, and the terrifying force carried a cold cold wind, stabbing directly at the back of Qin Lang's head.

Qin Lang didn't seem to notice the danger coming, there was not the slightest panic on his face, and even his body didn't move at all.

"Qin Lang is finished!"

When most gamblers saw it, their faces immediately turned terrified.

In their opinion, the speed of the Netherworld was four hundred meters per breath, and Qin Lang might be able to increase his movement speed with special exercises, but judging from the current situation, Qin Lang didn't dare to use it easily at all.

After all, Qin Lang's technique of being able to double his strength had already been found to have a strong backlash.

If you use it without perfect preparation, you can probably push yourself to a dead end.

"Probably impossible?"

Seeing Qin Lang's calm expression, Mi Mi Dai frowned.

Qin Lang's reaction was so fast, in her eyes, it was impossible for her to not notice the danger behind her when the Netherworld was so close.

Mi Mi's eyes flashed: "Is he still waiting for an opportunity?"

The dagger was sharp and flashed with coldness.

The scorching heat rushed to his face, and the Netherworld's body was gradually revealed, still maintaining the movement of rushing forward, and there was no fear at all.

He was wearing a two-star imperial weapon, and with the fifth-rank natal soul fire, not only could he not hurt him immediately, but he could even retreat with his whole body after he succeeded.

Thinking of this, his eyes showed a fierce light, as if he had seen the picture of Qin Lang's head moving in the next moment.

Everyone's little hearts were in their throats.

Most of the gamblers' faces showed a cold hideousness, and a small number of people were a little unbearable and chose to close their eyes.

Seeing that the dagger was about to touch Qin Lang's hair, at this moment, the corners of Qin Lang's mouth gradually set off a different arc.

At the same time, the figure flickered, and a black light flashed.

Immediately afterwards, a Qin Lang who was exactly the same as him appeared in everyone's sight out of thin air.

"What?"

Everyone present widened their eyes as if they had seen a ghost.

Even Nether's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he saw something beyond his comprehension happening.

"At such a close distance, even if you have any hole cards, I don't believe you can dodge. ”

The aura fluctuations from the two Qin Lang's bodies were the same, making it impossible for the Netherworld to judge which one was the real Qin Lang, but he also understood that with such a short distance, even if Qin Lang had great ability, it was impossible to dodge it in a breath.

The dagger was castrated, and it suddenly stabbed into Qin Lang's head, which he had been locking onto.

"Haha......"

The real feel of the dagger made Nether's heart calm and laugh out loud.

But at this moment, he felt like someone was pinching his neck, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

Because he found that when he stabbed his head with a dagger, there was not the slightest blood flowing out at all.

"Fake?"

A strong force suddenly struck from the right side, and the darkness was like falling into an ice cellar, and the hairs on his body stood up.

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ps: I went to the hospital today, I was busy all afternoon, and I didn't update it in time, I'm really sorry.

Now send the first chapter, and the second chapter will be made up by ten o'clock in the evening.

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