Mortals practice the skin of the third order, hammer bones and live blood, and the body of each realm is one point stronger, and the three realms are completed, the fetal bones are changed, and the body is like hard iron.

After the third order, enter the Book of Changes, the Book of Changes, expand the meridians, play the immortal power, the immortal power weighs 3,000 catties, only the body is as strong as iron, can be carried, so that it can be regarded as truly embarking on the road of cultivating immortals.

"Hmph!" Chen Lang snorted coldly, stepped forward, stared at the shadow of the whip, raised his hand and grabbed the whip, and then pulled it hard, pulling it with huge force, the girl surnamed Ren couldn't reach it, was thrown out, smashed into the quagmire on the ground, and became a clay man in the blink of an eye.

"Senior sister?"

The girl surnamed Qu exclaimed in surprise, stepped forward with a sword, her wrist shook slightly, and the tip of the sword was connected, pointing at Chen Lang's vital point.

"Hey!"

Chen Lang smiled, waved his hand, and the long whip was like a python, wrapping around the woman surnamed Qu, and the next moment he tied the woman surnamed Qu tightly, with a shake of his hand and a long whip, the woman surnamed Qu flew out and fell into the quagmire, and another muddy woman came out of the oven.

"Ahh

Two high-pitched screams rang out one after the other, and the two women climbed ashore screaming, quickly wiping the mud off themselves.

"It's really dirty!" Chen Lang was speechless, looking at the two girls and saying, looking disgusted.

"Thief, I'll fight with you!" said the woman surnamed Ren through gritted her teeth, took out a dagger, and rushed towards Chen Lang, her pretty face full of malice.

"Huh!"

Chen Lang shook the spear in his hand, held the barrel of the gun in his right hand, and the tip of the spear was against the neck of the girl surnamed Ren.

"I found this fruit, I hunted the green python, but you came to rob it, is it reasonable?" Chen Lang said hatefully, with some anger between his eyebrows, and after speaking, he withdrew the spear and turned around, really not wanting to entangle again.

"The thieves are rampant, do you dare to leave your name?" said the woman surnamed Qu, clenching the sword in her hand, her face was pale, and she implied evil spirit.

"Master Chen Lang. Chen Lang shook off a sentence with a big grin, like a newborn calf who was not afraid of the tiger, and left without looking back.

"Chen Lang, I want you to die!!"

The woman surnamed Ren sat on the ground and whispered, her palm clutched the mud and grass on the ground, slowly raised her pale face, and looked at Chen Lang's distant back with a vicious expression, her eyes were like two lurking poisonous snakes, waiting to be devoured from time to time.

Yesterday's cause, today's fruit, since there has been a dispute, why not use a spicy hand? The way to cultivate immortals has always been paved with blood and bones, and the competition for chance cannot tolerate the slightest tolerance, even if it is just a small spiritual fruit, Chen Lang has no killing in his heart, so there is today's death.

Chen Lang shot out angrily, his heart seemed to be crazy, the gun's momentum suddenly increased by three points, and the tip of the gun pointed at the eyebrows of the woman surnamed Ren, like a dragon roaring.

Although the woman surnamed Ren was arrogant and vicious, she couldn't resist the killing intent that came at hand, and she was stunned in place under the shaking of her mind.

Liu Qingming's eyebrows twisted, his heart was slightly heavy, and his face no longer had the previous relaxed and freehand color, but it was slowly solemnized, Chen Lang suddenly shot him, although it was not aimed at him, but the feeling like a needle stabbing his back was really shocking.

"Tiger Roaring Knife, Hungry Tiger Pounces!"

Liu Qingming held the knife obliquely, the knife light was cold, the tiger roared, and the blade hit the iron spear.

"Boom!"

The gold and iron struck, the sound was deafening, the two of them retreated, and a cold light shot away, nailed to the wall of the house, but it was a gun head, and then looked at the iron gun in Chen Lang's hand, the tip of the gun had been cut off.

"It's so dangerous!" Liu Qingming said secretly in his heart, his eyes were worried, his face was a little happy, his forehead was still covered with sweat stains, and he was very lucky with a blow, Chen Lang stabbed straight with a shot, he picked it obliquely from the bottom to the top, and he actually couldn't stand the strength of the gun, the tiger's mouth jumped, and the sharp knife almost got out of his hand, and finally relied on the advantage of the weapon to cut off Chen Lang's gun head and gain the upper hand.

But this is just a trick to gain advantage, his eyes swept over the angry Chen Lang, felt the killing intent that invaded like the substance, he was afraid, and couldn't help but start complaining about the two girls, what kind of monster did this provoke, but in the two-star realm of the I Ching, he could beat his own six-star I Ching heart.

"Xuanwu Snake Attack!

Chen Lang looked at the barrel of the gun in his hand expressionlessly, and as soon as he raised his hand and stabbed at Liu Qingming, the shadow of the gun flashed, like a snake protruding and biting at the prey.

Liu Qingming held the handle of the knife hard, his arms trembled slightly, he didn't dare to raise it, his face was full of fear, and he shouted in fear, "No, I can't die here, I'm a Junjie of Shanjiang Valley, how can I die here!"

"It's you, it's all you slut, in that case, you have to die for me!"

His eyes swept over the woman surnamed Ren who looked sluggish beside him, a trace of hideousness flashed on Liu Qingming's face, and he stretched out his hand and pushed the woman surnamed Ren in front of him, and his body moved, but he escaped.

"Poof!"

If the paper is broken, the barrel of the gun directly pierced the chest of the woman surnamed Ren, and the red blood flowed out along the barrel of the gun, dripping on the ground and splashing blood flowers.

The woman surnamed Ren looked shocked, her face was full of unbelievable words, and she raised her hand to hold the barrel of the gun and said, "、、、 you?"

The words were intermittent, and at the end he looked back at Liu Qingming, who fled quickly.

"Die!"

Chen Lang indifferently spit out a word, the barrel of the gun was raised, and the woman surnamed Ren was thrown into the air, and then the gun was used instead of a stick, hitting the dying Ren woman.

"Click!"

The muscles and bones were broken, and the woman surnamed Ren who fell was lying on her back, unable to move, her chest slowly rose and fell, and her nostrils and lips kept overflowing with blood, but she couldn't survive.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The woman surnamed Qu suddenly exclaimed, her pretty face was frightened, her eyes were afraid, and she was holding the sword and dancing wildly.

From Chen Lang's shooting, to Liu Qingming's escape, the woman surnamed Ren died, but it was a blink of an eye.

The ups and downs of the world are nothing more than this, the good situation collapsed in an instant, the woman who was willing to die tragically in front of her, the translocation of life and death, all the impacts accumulated together, and the defense line in the heart of the woman surnamed Qu was broken.

"Die!"

Chen Lang snorted coldly, picked up the gun and smashed it down, if this time it was implemented, he would not be able to run away from the end of a skull bursting.

"Thief! Hugh is going to hurt Senior Sister Qu!"

An urgent reprimand sounded in the cross, and a cold sword light slammed into Chen Lang's neck, lighting up before the gun fell.

"Bang!"

Chen Lang's wrist moved, the gun returned, and blocked this sudden attack with a sword, the stick shadow flashed, the sword light took two steps back, and a handsome young man Lang held a blood-stained long sword horizontally, guarding his chest, and hiding the woman surnamed Qu behind him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, I can't imagine that I have been practicing hard for many years, but I am still inferior to you!" another loud voice sounded, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Not far away, a young man dragged a knife, the edge of the knife dripping blood, condensing all the way, slowly leaning over, his face was a little cold, and he was implicitly vigilant when staring at Senior Brother Zhang.

When Senior Brother Zhang heard this, his face immediately became gloomy, and he turned his head to look at the young man who was dragging the knife and tightened the long sword in his hand, his expression was quite moved.

"Senior Brother Qi came just in time, and it just so happened that you and my senior brother worked together to capture and kill the thief and vent their anger for the two junior sisters. ”