Possessing high-level martial arts and magic weapons is not only a manifestation of the strength of a warrior, but also a manifestation of identity and status.

So far, in addition to the real and mysterious artifacts of little value, he has only two venerable artifacts.

One is the one-star venerable mirror obtained by killing Zhang Xun when he was in the Xuantian Sect Torture Hall.

Although the level of the ground mirror magic weapon is high, it can be said to be useless except for recording pictures and sounds.

And the second one is the three-star Venerable Wind and Thunder Glove that he obtained from killing Lin Impulse just now.

It's just that, including the Earth Spirit Umbrella he got before, he has never been used to using things that others have used, so even if he has two venerable weapons now, it is actually equivalent to not having one.

Having said that, although he doesn't like the use of secondary resources, he can dress the famous Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu is a five-star martial sect, with an attack power of 500,000, ordinary real weapons, mysterious weapons, and even venerable weapons are of no use to him.

But the sect is very different.

Even a one-star sect weapon can increase 100,000 defenses, so that if you face Liu Qingfeng in the future, in addition to the important part of the head, you can also resist the opponent's move.

Looking at Qin Lang, whose eyes were shining, with an excited face, Han Long frowned.

Qin Lang had just fought with Lin Impulsive, he had been watching from behind him, and he also knew that Qin Lang's physical body could easily defeat the Nine Star Martial Venerable.

However, even if Qin Lang's physical body really reached the strength of a one-star martial sect now, if Qu Feng was wearing a sect weapon, it would not be something that could be defeated with physical strength alone.

Withdrawing the joy and excitement in his heart, Qin Lang smiled at Han Long: "You step back first, and leave the style to me." ”

"Good. ”

Glancing at Qin Lang, who was determined to win, Han Long stepped back ten meters.

Since Qin Lang said so, he must be sure to win the genre.

If he can still see Qin Lang playing his hole cards, it will undoubtedly increase the winning rate against Qin Han in the future, and he will certainly like to see it.

Seeing that Han Long had withdrawn from the battle circle, Qu Feng looked at Qin Lang, who was confident, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "If Han Long is with you, the old man may have to work hard, but since you are looking for death yourself, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless." ”

Qin Lang waved his hand impatiently: "If the nonsense is finished, then let's start quickly." ”

It was a waste of his time just now, and now He Jie and several others have been injured, if they don't hurry back to treatment, they may die.

"Okay, then the old man will send you on your way first. ”

Seeing Qin Lang's annoyed look, Qu Feng's face turned cold, and he ducked to the ground with one foot.

Bang!

A deafening sound, like a grenade exploding, resounded throughout the ground.

In an instant, stone chips flew and smoke billowed up.

Qin Lang waved one arm, the dust dispersed, and he looked at it fixedly.

I saw that at the foot of Qu Feng, a small circular pit three meters long and wide appeared, which was more than one meter deep.

The three-star Martial Sect's 300,000 attack power can have such power, obviously, this did not surprise Qin Lang.

"Qin Lang, everyone knows that you are physically strong, so today I will also let you see the speed of the old man. ”

Qu Feng let out a low shout, and the boots under his feet flashed with green light.

At the same time, the figure flashed, and the whole body disappeared in place in an instant like a strong wind swept by.

"The consummation realm is in the wind step. ”

Qin Lang's eyes froze.

As the deputy sect master of the Wind Thunder Sect, Qu Feng is old and has been cultivating martial arts for a longer time than others, and it is normal for him to have Ling Fengbu of the Consummation Realm.

But he didn't expect that the boots on Qu Feng's feet turned out to be two-star venerable.

"Whoosh!"

Barely giving Qin Lang any time to think, a palm like a withered skin poked out of thin air in front of his eyes.

With a slight hook of his fingers and middle finger, he stabbed Qin Lang's eyes, trying to stab him blind.

"Hmph. ”

Seeing Qu Feng using such a vicious way of attacking, Qin Lang's eyes lit up, he snorted coldly, and with a little tiptoe, a silver light was fleeting, and his body disappeared out of thin air.

"It's so fast......"

With a blow to the air, Qu Feng withdrew his palm, and his eyes were full of horror.

Although he had seen Qin Lang's speed with his own eyes, he didn't expect that he still couldn't catch up with Qin Lang when he used the Ling Feng step of the Consummation Realm.

"It's not that I'm fast, it's that you're too slow. ”

A joking sound sounded behind the music.

Qu Feng's figure flashed, he withdrew twenty meters away, and turned his head to look.

I saw Qin Lang holding his arms with both hands, looking at him with a smile.

Qin Lang knew it in his heart.

The style of music is a three-star martial artist, and if there is no unexpected increase in speed, it is only one thousand and four at most.

With the addition of the eight hundred of the two-star venerable weapon, there are two thousand two in total.

Finally, coupled with the inferior Xuan-level martial arts, the speed bonus of two hundred percent of Ling Fengbu of the Consummation Realm could reach six thousand six, which was the fastest of the group of people in the Wind Thunder Sect that he had seen so far.

But even then, it's useless.

You must know that his speed is three thousand one hundred and two, even if he casts the Peak Realm Dragon Touring Dragon Turn, it can be increased by two hundred percent, and it has reached nine thousand three.

Qu Feng wants to compete with him in speed, it is simply a big knife in front of Guan Gong, and he can't do it.

"Qin Lang, don't be too complacent. ”

Qu Feng's old face was blackened by Qin Lang's words, his hands were raised, his hands were tightly grasped, and the true qi in his body gathered into the palm of his hand, and the two balls of light gradually condensed.

Immediately afterwards, ten fingers shook, and two volleyball-sized thunderballs were compressed by him to the extreme.

Thumb-sized purple arcs of lightning, like tiny razers, lingered on both hands.

And the sound is like countless sharp blades cutting through glass, making a series of sharp sounds that are both piercing and trance-like.

Qin Lang's eyes sank: "This old thing does have some ability. ”

The palm in Qu Feng's hand, Lei Bilin, was even more impulsive, and had reached the peak realm, and if an ordinary three-star martial sect wanted to take this move, he would have to end up half dead.

"Qin Lang, be careful. ”

At this time, Han Long's gaze was solemn and he reminded Qin Lang loudly.

He also saw that the power of the palm thunder of Qu Feng was not trivial.

"I've always believed in a philosophy. Qin Lang looked indifferent.

Qu Feng and Han Long were stunned, and they didn't know why.

Qin Lang said indifferently: "The world's martial arts are respected by speed, and only divine power is not broken." ”

When the voice fell, Han Long and Qu Feng's faces changed.

Han Long raised his eyebrows and suddenly came to his senses.

That's right!

Even if Qin Lang really can't compare to the strength of the current Qu Feng, Qin Lang's advantage lies in speed, as long as the Qu Feng can't get close, there is no way to take Qin Lang.

Qu Feng's face was stagnant.

"Whoosh!"

Before Qu Feng could react, Qin Lang's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of him in an instant, swinging his fist at him.

Qu Feng's face changed greatly, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and pushed the thunderball in his hand forward with both hands, just wanting to shatter Qin Lang to pieces.

"Aren't you very eyesighted, why, are you messing around now?"

A mockery sounded from the surrounding space, and the corners of Qu Feng's mouth twitched, and he suddenly found that the palm thunder in his hand had smashed into the air.

"Whoosh!"

A sound of breaking wind sounded, and Qin Lang's figure appeared on the right side of the song.

"Qin Lang, you are looking for death. ”

Qu Feng's face tightened, and he quickly condensed the palm thunder in his hand, flipped his hands, and pushed it in the direction of Qin Lang.

Just when the palm thunder was about to hit his body, Qin Lang's figure swept by like a silver light, and disappeared in place.

"Whoosh!"

A sound of breaking wind spread, and Qin Lang's figure appeared on the left side of Qu Feng.

Qin Lang's eyes slanted, looking at Qu Feng, who was a little angry, and the corners of his mouth lifted a touch of playfulness: "Vice Sect Master Qu, is it fun?"

"Thankfully, he's not my enemy. ”

The corners of Han Long's eyes twitched, and he muttered in a low voice.

Qin Lang's current actions are undoubtedly relying on his unique speed advantage to play with the style of music.

Even if Qu Feng is not killed by Qin Lang, he has to be angry with him.

"Qin Lang, even if I can't hit you, I won't make the people around you feel better. ”

Knowing that his speed could not catch up with Qin Lang, Qu Fengqi's violent jump was like thunder, a touch of madness appeared in his eyes, and two thunderballs appeared in the palm of his hand, and they immediately pressed down, and wanted to smash to the ground.

"Old thing, you dare. ”

Qin Lang's eyes lit up, he shouted angrily, and turned around with the Wandering Dragon in the Transformation Realm.

Qu Feng's extreme approach, he knows it very well in his heart.

It's just that he wants to rely on the body of the martial arts realm, and he wants to have a jade burn with him.

It's just that even if the whole place collapses, they won't die, but there is no guarantee that other people with low cultivation will have luck surviving.

Obviously, the style of music at this time is like the end of a strong crossbow, and it has reached the point where the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry.

With the appearance of the huge silver dragon, the silver light emitted from its body illuminated the entire clearing as bright as day.

"It's the Martial Arts of the Transformation Realm again?"

Looking at the silver dragon that was almost entrenched in the entire basement, as if covering the sky and the sun, Qu Feng's movements in his hands froze, and his heart was shocked.

"Not good. ”

At this moment when he relaxed his vigilance, a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.

Qu Feng's heart trembled, he came back to his senses, without the slightest hesitation, his eyes were fierce, and he wanted to throw the palm thunder in his hand to the ground.

But just as he was about to let go of his hand, a huge fist, accompanied by a fierce wind, burst in.

Rumble!

A muffled sound sounded, and between the splatters of blood, Qu Feng's head was directly exploded.

The headless corpse flew out on its back, as if it had been hit by a train in extreme speed, and fell to the wall thirty meters behind it.

Bang!

Qu Feng's body hit the wall, and the huge impact caused the wall to be smashed into a pit two meters long and wide.

And the upper half of his body went straight into the wall, leaving only half of it outside.

Qin Lang's face was as cold as frost, and he stood with his hands in his hands: "The deputy sect master of the Wind Thunder Sect, but Er'er." ”