Chapter 1140

As soon as the referee left the challenge arena, he turned into sixteen shadows and surrounded Qin Lang, blocking every corner.

On the other hand, Qin Lang's face seems very calm when facing the siege of uneven wind.

"Drink"

With a loud shout, the dark red areas spread rapidly, and with a breath, the uneven shadows were absorbed.

Including Eliza with a shield.

The wind is not plane, so the unknown field skills, naturally do not dare to be careless.

Just like the referee, Feng Ping also chose to retreat to the safe range.

As soon as he left his original position, the giant's long knife came in a flash.

In a flash, there was a gap in the challenge arena.

The surging sound resounded in the ears of every audience.

In addition, the giant in the completion of the attack, his body even once again expanded a circle, the height has reached 10 meters away.

After the audience noticed this, their views on Qin Lang changed completely.

In their hearts, if the guy from Yan country doesn't meet the wind, it's possible to win any group championship.

It's a pity that he was very unlucky. He met fengxiaotian's close disciple, who is also the peerless Tianjiao of Fengtian city.

Against such a monster, Qin Lang's talent can be ignored.

In a flash, sighs appeared one after another on the audience stage.

Looking around, only black demon, red leaf and fox are still optimistic about Qin lang. even Bai Liancheng no longer supports Qin Lang.

As the person who has the most contact with the wind, he can't be more clear about the next trick he uses.

Don't say it's Qin Lang, even if he's against him, the chance of winning is very slim.

On the challenge arena, Fengbu quietly looked at the dark red blood in front of him, and then he gave a cold hum.

"Range attack? You look down on me too much."

"In that case, I'll let you feel what it means to be powerless. Big guys are no different from targets in my eyes."

With that, Feng Bu stood his sword in front of his chest, and all the expressions on his face disappeared. In a blink of an eye, he became unshakable.

For a moment, the whole arena became silent. On the contrary, the audience was boiling.

Those fanatical fans even yelled: "look, the sword spirit of the wind is coming. This time, Qin Lang is miserable."

"Yes, yes. Three years ago, I was lucky to see the sword spirit with uneven wind. The big man was useless in front of him."

The voices of admiration came one after another, and every word they said was not good for Qin Lang.

As his voice grew louder and louder, the fox seemed to be affected by this trend. Although he believed in Qin Lang in his heart, his faith could not be strengthened because of his words.

Until a black figure appeared behind him.

"Miss Fox, please don't worry. Brother Qin has his own way. Let's just wait quietly."

The fox looked back in the direction of the sound.

Then, in his eyes is a black run of the black demon.

As a warlock, this man is good at pursuing good fortune and avoiding evil. With his words, Fox and red leaf can rest assured.

In this way, the three people sat together quietly, looking forward to Qin Lang's survival.

Qin Lang's illusionary giant waved his arms constantly. Under his influence, cracks appeared one after another in the challenge arena.

On the other side of anti Guanfeng's injustice, all the shadows he made have been destroyed by Qin Lang in the just confrontation, and now there is only one noumenon left.

Without the interference of other shadows, Qin Lang can finally concentrate on his mind and finish a fatal blow to this guy.

I saw him lift up high, the whole body of the field of rapid rise, and finally wrapped in the long knife.

In a flash, a bloody light went directly through the barriers on the challenge arena.

It's not hard to see that this move should be Qin Lang's unique skill.

On the high platform, Xueer and Zhang Tiancheng see this behind the scenes, and their facial expressions have also changed.

At this moment, Qin Lang's strength has reached the magic cloud level 6, and even with the blessing of the field, his strength can be further improved.Just one night's preparation can achieve such an achievement. It seems that Xueer's previous judgment is correct. Qin Lang is definitely a surprise guy.

It's just

When Xueer ponders, she cuts the wind directly according to the red blood light.

The low voice of the doctor also appeared in Qin Lang's mouth.

"Shura blood god chop."

In the face of such attacks, the wind is not only not nervous, but also laughing.

It seems that Qin Lang can't be looked up to at all.

And just when the blood light was about to fall on him, the guy put his sword directly on the ground.

Then, a blue light quickly wrapped his body, and finally turned into feathers one by one.

These feathers are connected with each other. When the transformation stage is completed, a pair of huge blue wings just block Qin Lang's Shura blood god battle.

"Bang"

The whole arena was three inches hollow.

The strong wind made the referee stagger.

To make complaints about this, the referee could not help but Tucao: "the wind is really bad."

Like the referee, when all the audience see the wings behind the uneven wind, their emotions become warm-blooded.

Soon, a legendary name changed in everyone's mouth.

"Fengshen wing finally appeared, we can see Fengshen battle again."

Yes, the sword spirit with uneven wind is called Fengshen.

You can tell from his name that it's powerful.

When he didn't degenerate into a sword spirit, Fengshen was an extremely powerful existence in the world, and his own strength was at least above Daoxiu.

Nowadays, the sword spirit of wind injustice is the incomplete soul of Fengshen, which is very different from Eliza.

He does not have subjective consciousness, but even so, the strength of Fengshen is undeniable.

If you compare Eliza with him, the gap between them is just like a cloud of mud.

After all, Eliza's vampire royal blood has not awakened. Now he is just a very common member of the vampire family.

Compared with Fengshen's broken soul, she is really inferior.

After receiving Qin Lang's full blow, Feng Bing feels the cheers of the audience. Then he slowly raises his head and looks at Qin Lang coldly.

"I took your attack. Next, it's my turn."

At the same time of speaking, the wind is uneven and embraces the palm in front of the chest.

In an instant, after these cups, Fengshen suddenly grew a few circles, his wings suddenly shocked, and the giant who was still unstoppable before stepped back several steps.