Immediately after, something even more surprising happened, he found that not only did the long sword penetrate out without hindrance, but his body that rushed forward also passed directly through the figure in front of him, and in the process of penetration, he felt that his body was slightly numb.

"Oh no! He was about to make a move, but at this moment, a voice with a slight evil smile came from his side, and this voice was so close.

"Tut-tut, it's too late to finally know that you've been tricked!" Hearing this voice, the man in black only felt a chill down his spine, and his heart couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

Obviously, the person who spoke was Du Lang, and seeing the desperate expression on the face of the man in black, he would not be stupid enough to pity a guy who just wanted his own life at this time. Because Du Lang himself was not very happy at this time, he had to release all his remaining magic power in order to make the phantom clone the most perfect. After all, this guy in front of him is a great weaponist, and in the face of a great weaponist, Du Lang, who only has half of his mental power, does not dare to have half a bit of luck.

At this time, Du Lang felt that his body was weak for a while, but this did not affect his next movements. The so-called taking advantage of his illness to kill him, taking advantage of the moment when the man in black in front of him was exhausted and his new strength was not born, I saw him do a side flip, and raising his leg was a kick, kicking the top of the man in black.

With a muffled sound, followed by a scream, the man in black, who was still levitating and maintaining a forward posture, instantly smashed to the ground. But this is not the end, I saw the moment the man in black smashed on the ground, and the ground collapsed in an instant. It turned out that this was the trap that Du Lang had been digging before, but apparently this was not for the family to jump on, but for direct smashing.

At this time, before the man in black could reflect after hearing that sentence, he felt as if his head had been hit by a sledgehammer, and then it turned into a whirlwind when it touched the ground. However, he is worthy of being a great weaponist, because at the moment when the man in black knew about the plan, he subconsciously wrapped all his fighting qi outside his body, plus Du Lang's already somewhat weak body, so that the kick with all his strength did not completely kill him. But this is just to save his life, and now the man in black lying under the trap feels pain all over his body, and his head is more like it is about to crack.

This is, I saw Du Lang staggering to the edge of the pit and squatting, looking at the man in black lying motionless at the bottom of the pit, he couldn't help but smile, shook his head and said, "Tut-tut, it's really miserable." ”

"Bastard! You wait for Lao Tzu! As long as the next time you are caught by me, I will definitely pick your skin!" The man in black was lying weakly at the bottom of the pit at this time, but he still did not forget to curse Du Lang in his mouth. Yes, he was unwilling, extremely unwilling. Because he felt that the kid in front of him was obviously inferior to himself, but he had fallen for this kid's trick in the gutter.

"Next time!? Look at you like this, you should first think about how to climb out of here. Du Lang said with a wicked smile.

"Don't be complacent, boy, just wait for me to recover, and I can easily jump out. The man in black said, sat up from the bottom of the pit with difficulty, and looked at the position he was in now, this is a shallow pit with a depth of less than three meters, not to mention a great weaponist, even an ordinary person, as long as he uses a little strength, he can successfully get out of it.

"Hey, hey, hey, if you can recover. Du Lang squatted on the edge of the pit and said, took out a small dark green bottle from his waist bag, and poured it into the pit without hesitation. I saw that what came out of the bottle was a green sticky substance similar to the color of the bottle, and the smell was extremely pungent, with an unbearable stench in the pungent nose.

"Wow~! What the hell did that kid Weiyan tune for me? Du Lang couldn't help pinching his nose with one hand, and slowly poured the bottle in the other hand.

At this time, the man in black who was sitting at the bottom of the pit and slowly recovering was miserable, at this time his body was so weak that he couldn't move, seeing that the smelly liquid flowed directly into his body like this, and he didn't know if it was angry or because of the liquid, anyway, at this time, he saw that his wrinkled old face was a little blue.

"Ahh Because the potion was so smelly, as long as he opened his mouth, the stench would drill into it. Finally, when the potion ran out, he immediately threw the bottle away and ran quickly into the distance.

At this time, the man in black felt that the fighting energy and strength in his body were instantly drained after the potion dripped onto his body. No matter how hard you try, you can't lift half of your strength. At first, I could scold for two sentences, but in the end, even the strength to scold was deprived. The whole person was like a puddle of mud leaning against the bottom of the pit and couldn't move, if it weren't for the angry eyes still blinking desperately, it would be no different from a dead person.

In the distance, Du Lang listened to the cursing sound that gradually became smaller and finally completely quieted, and couldn't help but admire the power of Weiya's potion again. But just that taste, Du Lang really didn't dare to compliment.

"Damn Wia, the next time I see him, I'll have to ask him about it, it tastes really... "Durang retched as he held on to the trunk of the tree.

"Phew, this annoying guy has finally been solved, although Wia's potion is not deadly, but at least it can keep the old boy at the bottom of the pit for a while. Alright, now let's see who that so-called Miss Lina is!" Du Lang muttered as he slowly groped in the direction of the camp.

At this time in the camp, the bonfire was still burning vigorously, and Du Lang's fight with the man in black seemed to be long, but in fact, these actions were almost completed in an instant, so when Du Lang touched back to the camp again, the woman named Miss Lina was still sitting under the tree next to the bonfire and looking at the bonfire in a daze.

Du Lang looked at the face that he was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, and then looked at the strange and extraordinarily charming figure, and he really couldn't help pinching his thigh, and suddenly, a huge pain hit, and Du Lang grinned for a while.

"Damn, what the hell is going on, how did that kid from Lavis do this!The Elemental God is above, don't play with me!" Du Lang grumbled in his heart, and then slapped his face vigorously to sober himself up. After a few moments, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his head again, got up and walked out of the grass.