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Listening to the joking sound from behind him, Zhao Junwu's heart tightened, without any hesitation, his body turned, and he directly swung his fist at Qin Lang behind him.

This punch was the most ordinary punch, but it reached the 100,000 attacks of the One-Star Martial Sect.

At such a close distance, he knew that he had no time to perform any martial arts, so he could only use this most primitive attack method.

And at the same time as this punch was thrown, Zhao Junwu was ready to jump up with a little footstep, and with the help of the two wings of the True Qi Transformation Form, he wanted to escape from Qin Lang's attack range.

Rumble!

Who knows, Qin Lang's body sank suddenly, and Zhao Junwu's fist missed, directly hitting the invisible air, which immediately caused a sonic boom.

A hint of chill flashed in Qin Lang's eyes, and his five fingers were attached to Zhao Junwu's black armor, and the white light in his hand suddenly flourished.

The white light was dazzling, extremely dazzling, Zhao Junwu's eyes narrowed, his face changed suddenly, and he desperately swept back as if panicked.

Rumble!

The huge Xuantian palm print instantly condensed, and there was almost no possibility for Zhao Junwu to escape, and the palm print hit his body at zero distance.

Bang!

A huge impact force pierced the void, carrying Zhao Junwu's body, falling from a high altitude, like a beautiful parabola, instantly embedded into the ground.

Bang!

The ground shook and dust flew up.

The originally flat ground has long been shattered and unrecognizable because of the terrifying attack power again and again.

And now, Zhao Junwu was directly hit by Xuantian's palm, which caused the entire surface to collapse.

Rumble!

A rumbling sound came, the ground cavenged, and countless gravel rolled down into Zhao Junwu's location, and billowing smoke filled the audience.

"Zhao Junwu should be dead, right?"

The people present had already put down their hands covering their ears and looked at the field with all their attention, and this thought came to their minds at the same time.

"Even if you don't die, you're useless. Seeing that Zhao Junwu was slapped to the ground by Qin Lang's palm, Gu Tongxuan's resentful eyes flashed with a hint of pleasure in revenge.

Just now, when Qin Lang used the Tiger Cannon Fist to disturb Zhao Junwu's attention and flew into the sky, he had been watching intently.

Qin Lang's Xuantian Palm belonged to a range attack, and it was so close to Zhao Junwu, even if Zhao Junwu could really get away with dodging a move, Qin Lang's attack target was actually Zhao Junwu's abdomen.

In other words, Qin Lang was aiming at Zhao Junwu's dantian.

Unless Zhao Junwu was wearing a magic weapon that could resist the attack of the three-star martial sect, it would be impossible to retreat with his whole body.

"Protect the Commander. ”

At this moment, a high-pitched shout rang out from the crowd.

Everyone present was shocked and followed the prestige.

I saw a black flag army team composed of three martial artists rushing out from the backstage of the square and coming to the center of the square.

After nearly a minute, the dust and smoke cleared, and the three martial artists helped Zhao Junwu out of the pit.

"Hey, Zhao Junwu is done. ”

"It's really a shame that the commander of the dignified generation of the Black Flag Army was beaten like this by a nine-star martial artist. ”

"It's Qin Lang who is too strong. ”

"One enemy is three, now one is dead, one is abolished, and the Qin Han of the Qin family is left. ”

"Zhao Junwu may only be an ordinary person in his life. ”

——

When they saw Zhao Junwu's current appearance, the eyes of the people present widened, and they suddenly gasped.

I saw that Zhao Junwu, who has always been famous for his domineering and arrogant Yunshui City, is now covered in blood and has a hideous face, as if he is a demon from hell, which makes people feel frightened and shuddering when they see it.

The most serious thing is that Zhao Junwu's body is like hanging with pieces of black cloth, and his armor has become tattered and scattered.

And in the position of his abdomen, a huge palm print is still clearly visible, blood is still flowing out, and even the intestines can be seen, which is simply miserable.

"I once promised City Lord Fang to spare your life. ”

Qin Lang landed on a stone slab, looking at Zhao Junwu, who was bleeding all over his body, and an indifferent voice came out of his mouth.

Just like when dealing with Qin Sirou, he has been hiding clumsy, but he just wants to see what confidence Zhao Junwu has and dares to deal with him one after another.

And from the time Zhao Junwu cast the Tiger Roar Dragon Yin, he knew that Zhao Junwu no longer had any hole cards.

After all, Zhao Junwu is already in his thirties, and he is an elite disciple of the Dragon Tiger Sect, and at his age, if he wants to learn a more advanced Dragon Tiger Sect mastery, he obviously can't meet the standard.

Since this is the case, there is no need for him to play with Zhao Junwu anymore.

Moreover, he had already collected a few points of strength, and the power of the Xuantian Palm was enough to make Zhao Junwu Dantian be abolished, but he would not die.

In this way, it can be regarded as fulfilling his promise to the other party.

It's just that he can't be in front of the public, and he can only choose to smash Zhao Junwu's sect weapon.

What a pity......

"So, I have to thank you?"

Zhao Junwu's face was like white paper, looking at Qin Lang's eyes full of monstrous hatred, and said weakly.

Qin Lang smiled lightly: "I can't afford your gratitude from Commander Zhao." ”

"Fang Family ......"

Zhao Junwu's eyes were cold, and he roared hysterically: "Back then, Fang Nianyao didn't save my father when he saw death, and let him be buried in the belly of the demon beast, and now he is hypocritical, and wants you to show mercy to my subordinates and make up for the mistakes of the year, how can there be such a cheap good thing in the world?"

"Even if I, Zhao Junwu, die here today, I won't accept the kindness of the Fang family, the cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion, they don't deserve ......"

After speaking, Zhao Junwu gave an order: "Kill him for me." ”

"Yes!"

The Black Flag Army, which numbered for hundreds of people, shouted in unison.

Ten of them pulled out the arrows of the quiver behind their backs, pulled the bowstring for a full moon, and the black arrows glowing with cold light were aimed at Qin Lang in unison.

"Put!"

A martial artist shouted.

"Woo Woo ......"

Ten black rays pierced the void, and with a burst of wind, they came to Qin Lang's front in just an instant.

"I can't help myself. ”

Qin Lang's chilling gaze swept over the three Zhao Junwu henchmen, his body leaned back, and ten arrows flew past his chest.

Qin Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed ten arrows, his body turned in a semicircle, and with a sudden force in his hand, the arrows were thrown out of his palm.

"Sneer......"

The muffled sound of weapons submerging into their bodies spread, and the arrows pierced directly through the necks of the ten Black Flag Army soldiers like streamers.

In an instant, blood arrows shot up from the throat, and ten corpses fell with their heads on their backs in disbelief and fear.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for killing the one-star martial ......"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for killing the one-star martial ......"

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for killing the one-star martial ......"

——

It didn't take less than half a second to solve ten people at once, and the atmosphere of the entire audience began to freeze.

"Zhao Junwu has been abolished, and your commanders are also dead, don't force me anymore......"

Qin Lang glanced at Zhao Junwu, who was sluggish, and looked at the remaining Black Flag Army soldiers, and his tone gradually sank: "Otherwise, I can only send you to hell for reunion......"

The Black Flag Army is the Black Flag Army of Yunshui City, not Zhao Junwu alone.

If Zhao Junwu no longer has the ability to sit in the position of commander of the Black Flag Army, then the control of the remaining 50,000 troops will fall back into Fang Qingyuan's hands.

Then, these people are Fang Qingyuan's soldiers.

Feeling the murderous aura that gradually permeated Qin Lang's body, one of the Black Flag Army soldiers threw away the long sword at his waist: "I surrender." ”

The soldiers of the Black Flag Army beside him glanced at each other, and also threw away the weapons in their hands.

Compared with Zhao Junwu's orders, they felt that life was particularly important.

Besides, it is still unknown whether Zhao Junwu can continue to command them from now on.

In that case, why should they fight for an uncertain factor?

What's more, on the other side, even the Martial Sect can be easily defeated, just by virtue of their acquired and innate nature?

I guess it's not enough to even stuff people's teeth!

"Get out of the way. Qin Lang glanced at all the Black Flag Army soldiers.

The officers and men of the Black Flag Army moved to the corner of the square in unison.

Looking at Zhao Junwu, whose face was blue and his whole body trembled with anger, Qin Lang was expressionless: "Enough trouble, right?"

"The winner is king, the loser is the villain, since I, Zhao Junwu, have lost, there is nothing to say. ”

Zhao Junwu's face was covered with blood, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he roared: "But if you want to insult me, you Qin Lang don't have that qualification yet." ”

Saying that, Zhao Junwu bit his silver teeth and roared: "After I die, my master will definitely avenge me, Qin Lang, you won't be proud for long, hahaha......"

"Want to kill yourself?"

Qin Lang's eyes were cold.

Before today, Zhao Junwu was still the commander of the Black Flag Army with great power, but now, he has suddenly become a waste man who has no cultivation.

This huge sense of disparity will make Zhao Junwu have the idea of begging for death in his heart, and he is not surprised at all.

After all, when I think of being able to become a little person who can only do nothing in the future, the feeling of grief but helplessness is completely worse than death for any martial artist.

Qin Lang stepped a little, and just as Zhao Junwu was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide, he reached forward and grabbed his chin.

Then, the palm of his hand turned into a knife and hit the back of Zhao Junwu's neck in one fell swoop.

"Uh......"

Zhao Junwu let out a muffled snort, unconscious.

"The sixth senior. ”

Holding Zhao Junwu's body, Qin Lang turned his head and beckoned to the sixth child.

"Young Master Qin. ”

The true qi of the whole body was condensed into the body, and the sixth man appeared beside Qin Lang in an instant.

"Please take a trip and hand over Zhao Junwu to the City Lord Fang, and say that I, Qin Lang, am fortunate not to be dishonored. ”

Qin Lang handed over Zhao Junwu to the sixth child.

"Okay. ”

Lao Liuyi carried Zhao Junwu in his hand, took off into the air, and flew towards the depths of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Martial King!"

The eyes of those present widened.

They didn't expect that such an old man, who didn't look amazing, would be able to fly in the sky and be a strong martial king.

"It's a first-class force. ”

Retracting his shocked gaze, everyone present looked at Shen Shaoqing with a smug face.

"I'm sorry, Zhao Junwu can't die yet. ”

Qin Lang disagreed, looked at Gu Tongxuan not far away, hugged his fists and said: "Today, just because I Qin Lang owes you a favor, I will repay it in the future." ”

Gu Tongxuan frowned, glanced at Qin Lang deeply, and also hugged his fists and said, "Since Gongzi Qin said so, I, Gu, must obey." ”

Compared with the blood feud five years ago, now seeing that Zhao Junwu has become a waste, the anger in his heart has subsided a lot.

If it was someone else, he would definitely not let Zhao Junwu continue to live.

But if it was Qin Lang, he would have to think about the consequences.

After all, the strength that Qin Lang had displayed so far was not at all something that ordinary martial artists could have.

And what he is even more afraid of is that he can cultivate a demon like Qin Lang, the Dan Emperor behind him.

Compared with Zhao Junwu's half-life, he values Qin Lang's promise more than his daughter.

"Thank you. ”

Qin Lang nodded.

"It's your turn......"

Turning his gaze to Qin Han with a cloudy face, Qin Lang said coldly: "However, I advise you to expose your hole cards quickly, because I don't have the patience to continue playing with you." ”

(End of chapter)

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