The nine Martial Kings stepped out in one step, flew up, and swooped towards Qin Lang's position.

This is not the martial king's flying in the sky, but a kind of body martial arts that is not low-level.

"Lingyun Feidu?"

Qin Lang's face was as usual.

As a first-class force, it definitely has more mastery than ordinary forces, and the Dongfang family has several secrets that are not passed on, including the inferior Xuan-level martial arts, Lingyun Feidu.

Regarding this, he learned about it early in the morning from the introduction of martial arts of the famous general Dongfang Yu.

Don't look at Lingyun Feidu as an inferior Xuan-level martial art, but when you count it, it is actually a body martial art with the ability to control the sky, and it has a high speed bonus.

In addition, the speed attribute of the realm of the Martial King is not low, and the speed of this body martial arts has been vividly demonstrated by these Martial Kings.

In less than a second, it was like an encirclement net, shrouding down towards him.

It's so fast, it's staggering.

But just as he was about to fight back, the true qi in the bodies of the nine martial kings surged out and gathered into the palm of his hand.

The white light in the palm of the palm shone, and with a wave of one arm, it was waved out.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The palm print of the condensed true qi was like a rain, covering the sky and the sun, and it slammed into Qin Lang.

The attack range of each palm print covers ten meters, and the attack direction is different, but it is very dense, and it can be said that it is impossible to avoid.

At a glance, you can see that a tacit understanding has long been formed between these nine martial kings.

"Ten square strength!"

Qin Lang stepped a little, his body was as light as a swallow, and he swept towards him.

Although the Ten Fang Jin is only an inferior yellow-level martial art, it is displayed by the nine martial kings, and the minimum attack is six million, which is not at all something that he can resist now.

What's more, judging from the attack power of these nine martial kings, he felt that these people were not acting, but really wanted to kill him.

Bang bang bang......

Nine fists sank into the floor, and a cracking sound exploded quickly.

The entire ground was shattered by a strong force, like tofu, and stone chips flew sideways.

Qin Lang's figure flashed, and he stopped, feeling a little painful.

These floors are all made of pure gold, and it feels a pity to even step on them if they are replaced by ordinary people, let alone being bombarded like this now.

What a waste!

One blow missed, and the nine martial kings did not stop because of this, but were unforgiving, like a shock, and swept towards Qin Lang again.

At the same time, they threw their arms forward, and the sleeves of their robes were thrown out, strangely lengthening.

It's just that in an instant, eighteen sleeves stretched forward, like poisonous snakes that choose people to devour, attacking towards Qin Lang.

"Flowing clouds flying sleeves!"

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows.

Liuyun Flying Sleeves, a middle-class yellow-level martial arts.

The biggest effect is to make the sleeves of the clothes, like your own hands and feet, shrink freely.

In this regard, it is somewhat similar to the special ability of the white god.

However, the design of the robe of the Oriental family is a little different from the robe of ordinary forces.

Their sleeves are all folded in nature, and they seem to be only one meter long at most, but in fact, the sleeves are ten meters long, so when they use the Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves, they are even more powerful.

However, there was one thing he couldn't figure out......

Liuyun Feisleeve seems to be a long-range attack method, but it is actually an unguardable close-range martial art, and when they use it like this, it is contrary to the attack method of Liuyun Feisleeve itself, and it has no actual combat effect at all.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Qin Lang turned his head and glanced behind him.

Finding his current location, he was less than ten meters away from the edge of the iron cage.

Rumble!

At this time, a red figure, like a ghost, appeared behind Qin Lang.

The half-emperor, who has always chosen a wait-and-see attitude, finally made a move.

I saw that his long sleeves flicked, like two red bandages, and quickly wrapped around Qin Lang's body.

Immediately afterwards, his hands pulled hard, and his sleeves instantly tightened, like wrapping zongzi, imprisoning Qin Lang to death.

The sleeves were as if they were soaked in water, very heavy, very tough, and the defensive power was even more terrifying, so that Qin Lang couldn't break free for a while.

"This is a magic weapon above the five-star king weapon?"

Qin Lang squinted his gaze and glanced at the fabric of his sleeve.

The material of this sleeve is very ordinary, it is very common on the market, and it is something that ordinary people can afford.

But with his three million strength, he couldn't break free, which indirectly showed that there was definitely a similar clothing magic weapon hidden under this sleeve.

"Since you killed the three Martial Kings at the gate of Hanlin Xuan, we have investigated you, and we know that you are unparalleled in physical body, and your speed is even faster and outrageous, and you can't help you at all if you are far away. ”

The Half Emperor said coldly: "If you don't have some preparation, do you think we will do it to you easily?"

"I'm underestimating you. ”

Qin Lang's eyes lit up.

The Dongfang family has a grudge with the Shen family, so in order to be prepared, he will definitely send someone to secretly monitor the Shen family's every move, and naturally, he also knows something about him.

In addition, the matter of the black market has been spread today, and these martial kings are definitely on guard.

He finally understood now why the people of the Oriental Family used all kinds of housekeeping skills as soon as they came up, it turned out to be to distract his attention.

It seems to be a very brave attack, but in fact, it is to force him into a corner and prevent him from getting close, and in terms of speed, there is no room to play.

Let the demi-emperor make a move and restrain him, so that he will have nothing to do.

"Qin Lang, you will definitely die today. ”

The half-emperor's eyes were fierce, his hands moved slightly, and the sleeves on his body gradually became tightened.

"You're smart, but you think I can't do anything about it?"

Qin Lang's eyes sank, and the Jin Gangyang flame in his body surged out, and the scorching heat swept out in an instant.

"Do you think we don't know that you have a fifth-rank natal soul fire Jin Gang Yang Yan? If you could have seen our purpose earlier, maybe there would have been a ...... to save us."

The flame wave rushed to his face, and the half-emperor had no fear on his face, and sneered: "But it's too late now!"

"Huh?"

Qin Lang's eyes froze.

I saw that the eighteen sleeves thrown out by the nine martial kings extended out of the range that was less than three meters away from him.

If you want to dodge it now, it's too late!

Bang bang bang......

A muffled sound sounded, like thunder, in the silent dragon prison field at this moment.

Eighteen attacks kept hitting Qin Lang's chest, causing his face to quickly turn pale.

Due to the inertia of the attack, Qin Lang's chest continued to rise and fall, and Jin Gang Yangyan quickly sank into his body, staggering, and kept retreating.

But the face of the half-emperor behind him did not change, and his hands did not relax at all, and he still maintained a restrained movement.

It wasn't until all the attacks of Liuyun Flying Sleeves were completed that Qin Lang's footsteps finally stopped, leaving an eight-meter-long blood mark on the ground.

The half-emperor leaned his back against the iron cage, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the two sleeves were quickly retracted.

At the same time, with a little footstep, he jumped up and flew into the air five meters in the air.

"Roar!"

A roar like a wild beast rang out.

The right leg of the half-emperor condensed into a red dragon with a hideous face.

The dragon is lifelike and vivid, as if it is a real dragon.

It swooped down, like a red streamer, with a terrifying sound, and roared towards Qin Lang with its teeth and claws.

It is one of the peerless schools of the Oriental family, the middle and yellow-level martial arts, and the dragon's legs.

It's just that what was cast by this half-emperor was still a dragon-entangled leg that entered the transformation realm.

The martial art of dragon legs is flexible and changeable, not only suitable for hand-to-hand combat, but also effective for long-range attacks.

Bang!

Blood splattered, Qin Lang's body flew upside down, smashed directly into the iron cage on the other side, and slid down.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, the corner of Qin Lang's mouth was bleeding, and the whole person was like a deflated ball, and his breath instantly withered.

"Little Qinzi!"

Shen Shaoqing, who was standing in the glass window, saw it, his face changed in shock, and he exclaimed.

I saw that the current Qin Lang was lying sideways, and he fell weakly in a pool of blood.

The chest was badly deformed, and blood was pouring out.

But the most numbing thing about the scalp is that the right half of Qin Lang's body is gone.

The organs are exposed, the bones are clear, and even the intestines are flowing out, which makes people feel creepy when they see it.