Chapter 1810

Lang Ya knew that he was wrong in this matter, so he didn't bother about it any more. He yelled, "hum, smelly boy, if you dare to hurt people in secret, you can't fight in front of you. You're so timid."

He did not have the difference in the realm of attack, directly put Liu Qian into the ranks of timidity.

However, Liu Qian didn't have a trace of annoyance on his face. He had nothing to be afraid of fighting this stupid wolf. But even if he wanted to fight, he couldn't just fight like this. He had to stimulate the other party a few more words. At that time, he would defeat Lang Ya with the cultivation of sage realm. He would be really disgraced, and the morale of the wolf clan would be low to the bottom.

During this period of time, although the demon clan didn't attack Yanmen pass, it destroyed the formation of Yanmen pass. Moreover, their troops gathered and their morale was high. At this time, it would be too good to give them a head-on attack.

"Fight, how dare not fight with you? Even if it's a saint realm, I'm very confident to deal with you who are nothing but shameful."

Liu Qian sneered again, then jumped down from the city wall to the open space between the demon clan camp and Yanmen pass.

Lang Ya's blue sky is about to burst out with fire. Seeing Liu Qian's hand at last, he rushes out impatiently. He takes a series of cyan shadows.

Liu Qian heard a loud wolf song in his ears, and seemed to see a picture in front of him.

On a full moon night, a lone wolf stood on the towering peak and roared up to the sky.

Liu Qian felt a pain in his head, as if someone had put a needle into his brain.

With a moment of absence, when Lang Ya was moving, there was a green wind with his body, which was very fast. This kind of green wind surrounded him. When Lang Ya's body fell in front of Liu Qian, the green wind spun and condensed into a stream, just like the spiral sword.

Lang Ya's right hand is hidden in this spiral sword, which seems to be controlled by his right hand.

Lang Ya's face showed a ferocious smile, which was his way to become famous.

What he likes to do most is sneak attack on others, and his chances of success are very high, among which the most critical two points are.

One is just that a long roar, the wolf under the moon, he specialized in training this sonic technology, once the mouth, the enemy will appear a moment of absence.

If we say that those Tianjie people who fought in the first World War, even when they were killed by themselves, didn't respond.

Then, with his own xuanqingfeng, he can get close to his opponent at a very fast speed. Xuanqingfeng cooperated with his own cultivation. The propeller made by strong wind is almost invincible. Moreover, he has other means in his hand.

On Lang Ya's right hand, a little white light flashed. If you look carefully, you can see that there is an embroidery needle between his fingers.

This needle is very hidden. If you don't observe it carefully, you can't see it at all. There is a very powerful poison on this needle. Even if the Tianjie is stabbed, it can't be spared.

It can be said that he has used all his own means. Generally speaking, even if he is dealing with the Tianjie on the battlefield, he won't use so many means. However, in the face of Liu Qian, he doesn't dare to be careless.

Because at the moment when Liu Qian left the court, his palpitation became more and more intense. He felt that if he didn't pay attention to his opponent, he might die.

The strong wind of the propeller drove the whole battlefield, and the yellow sand everywhere rose to the sky, forming a huge barrier. Countless yellow sand blocked everyone's sight, and the figures of Liu Qian and Lang Ya were all blocked by yellow sand, which made people unreal. Han Zhong scolded and said, "no, I should remind him that Lang Ya's move is still very difficult to prevent. He will inevitably be attacked. It's really hateful."

Han Zhong has not fought with Lang Ya once or twice. He is also very clear about some of Lang Ya's methods. Unfortunately, he just forgot to remind Liu Qian.

However, Yuan Shoucheng's face was still cold, and he didn't seem to worry at all. This was seen by others. All of a sudden, Liu Qian was not worried. After all, his companions were not worried at all.

Yuan Shoucheng didn't worry, but he didn't show his face. On the one hand, he thought Liu Qian would not lose to this stupid wolf.

If she were here, I'm afraid she wouldn't be so worried.

Liu Qian lost his mind and then came back. When he came back, in fact, even the spiral sword in Lang Ya's hand had not been condensed. At that time, his heart was moving, and he was going to make a plan. In the eyes of outsiders, he was still not sober.

And Lang Ya is really in the trap. His spiral sword has reached the place one foot before Liu Qian's body. Liu Qian's clothes have been deformed uncontrollably. A sharp cut has been formed on it. The sword spirit of the spiral sword has affected Liu Qian.

At this time, Liu Qian's eyes suddenly became clear, without any dizziness, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lang Ya was stunned and immediately realized that Liu Qian was actually cheating himself, but now he has to fight. Even if he recovers now, he has no reason to lose the fight.

"Go to hell, son of a bitch."

The spiral sword stabs out.

The flame of burning gold on Liu Qian suddenly burst out and swept away. The yellow sand in the sky was broken by this powerful flame and went straight into the sky.

Everyone saw that the yellow ball was suddenly broken, and an arrogant flame rushed out of it and turned into a fire dragon. Where it passed, the yellow sand fell one after another, and the heaven and the earth instantly recovered. The bodies of Liu Qian and Lang Ya were exposed to the public again.

Liu Qian is not afraid. Xiaohei is in his hands. This time, Xiaohei doesn't turn into a long sword. Liu Qian finds that he is really not good at using weapons such as long sword, so he doesn't need to. Xiaohei turns into a pair of iron gloves this time.

Liu Qian has no fancy, a punch, this punch hit the spiral sword, Liu Qian felt a very strong drilling force in the small black above.

"Wow, baby, it's killing me." Even Xiao Hei cried.

This iron glove has no other effect, that is, it is rigid enough. Liu Qian frowns, and the flame of burning gold returns to his arm. Then it spreads to the spiral sword, and the blue spiral sword is plated with a layer of dark gold.

Lang Ya immediately felt that the power of the spiral sword soon fell down, and the refining ability of that strange flame was very powerful.

It can't go on like this.

Lang Ya yelled. The spiral sword has a brilliant blue light. For a moment, it even broke through the blockade of the flame of burning gold. A dark green wind like a needle flew out. Liu Qian's body retreated to the back. Finally, Lang Ya chose to detonate the spiral sword.

After the explosion, the power is still very powerful, and the power of xuanqingfeng is extraordinary. If he is shot by one, even he will be seriously injured. In the dark green wind, there was a little silver light behind it. No one noticed it, even Liu Qian didn't see it.

Liu Qian pushed his hands, the flame of burning gold became a gas wall in front of Liu Qian, and xuanqingfeng turned a corner, all toward Liu Qian.

Like moths to the fire, they all hit Liu Qian's gas wall.

The gas wall made up of the flame of burning gold kept shaking. It seemed that it would break at any time, but it just kept on. It didn't completely collapse. Liu Qian gritted his teeth and supported him. Just when he felt that he was going to survive this wave, he suddenly saw a little white light coming towards him from the corner of his eye.

At this time, Liu Qian could not hide this real killing move, because he was the only one who broke through the blockade of the flame of burning gold.

At this moment, Liu Qian carefully looked at the needle, and his length was only one finger. The whole body was white, and only the top seat was black. The black was very deep. Just one look, Liu Qian felt a very evil breath, which must have a kind of poison.

He can't let him touch himself. At the moment, xuanqingfeng's attack has reached the last moment. Liu Qian simply withdraws the flame of burning gold, and the gas wall disappears. Those xuanqingfeng are no longer hindered, and all the xuanqingfeng fall on Liu Qian.

Liu Qian held his breath, but he was ready to block it like this. All the gold burning flames of Liu Qian gathered on his right hand. His right hand was burning. It had become a ball of fire, and no one could see his hands.

Liu Qian's eyes were fixed on the needle. When he was only one foot away from him, he reached for the needle. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped. Liu Qian's hand touched the needle.

Even through a glove, Liu Qian also felt an invasion of highly aggressive toxins.

Xiaohei exclaimed, "this toxin is very strange. You should be careful."

The flame of burning gold is the natural restraint of all toxins. Once these toxins appear, they will be completely burned by the flame of burning gold. Even so, Liu Qian was very surprised that he did not touch the needle seat or see blood. However, the toxin has been so powerful. If he was really stabbed by this needle, he would be stabbed for a while, His fighting capacity will also be greatly affected. If Lang Ya launches a fierce attack, he may fail.

The flame of burning gold all burned to this small needle. Originally, it was still restless, and it was quiet all of a sudden.

Liu Qian sneered, waved his hand and threw it back.