Chapter 1288

The rest of the saints will soon know why the previous saints want to escape. That's because they can't run until the "immortal long" supports them or they can suppress and kill the "bedbug". But the key is that they can wait until the "immortal long" supports them? Obviously we can't wait.

Since the man has run away, the holy man left behind will naturally become the target of Qin Lang's attack. The demonized Qin Lang not only has powerful power, but also becomes more ferocious and bloodthirsty. This ferocity is caused by the evil spirit and the evil seed in his body. Although the evil seed can't control Qin Lang's spiritual will, it will cause some influence on Qin Lang's temper and character Ring, this is inevitable.

At this time, because Qin Lang's body power is so huge, he needs a cathartic object. Otherwise, Qin Lang will feel uncomfortable. It's like a new man who has taken Zhuang Yang medicine. If there is no object to cathartic, he will be directly driven mad.

Qin Lang's fist lashed fiercely at the last Emei saint, who wanted to escape at the moment. However, Qin Lang's spirit, will and breath have locked his existence. At the moment, he can't escape. The only way is to fight for life.

As long as the "immortal" appears, the saint will still have a trace of life, so he must fight against Qin Lang with all his strength, as long as he can support a few breaths.

Time is life, and the holy one has realized the real meaning of this sentence.

The breathing time should be very short, but it's quite long for the saint of Emei, because Qin Lang's fist is really terrible, and the breath of terror is stronger and stronger. The strength of this guy seems to be constantly rising, which is not able to be countered by the martial arts at all.

Whoosh!

A purple ray of light cut through the night sky. Like lightning, it shot at Qin Lang.

"The immortal finally comes!"

The saint of Emei can't help but rejoice that "Xianchang" has finally arrived. At the last breath time, the "Xianchang" flying sword can reach each other. No matter how fierce the boy is, he will surely die.

Boom!

But at the moment, Qin Lang seemed to have not seen the flying sword. He gave a full blow to the saint of Emei and made it clear that he would kill the saint in the last breath. Qin Lang's fist has smashed the air, like a hole through the space, carrying the endless breath of magic Qi, Zhenyuan, thunder and hell poison. This fist has completely locked the saint of Emei and completely destroyed his last vitality.

The last scene that the saint of Emei saw was that the purple sword light seemed to be more and more far away from him, but Qin Lang's fist was more and more close and bigger. Then the saint heard the strong explosion, and he knew that it was the sound of his vigorous body protecting Qi and his body bursting together.

That's the last voice the saint heard!

Qin Lang's soul has brutally suppressed the holy child and soul of Emei saints. His soul's actions are faster than his body's, and the suppression of that saint's soul is completed between the lightning and the fire.

Whoosh!

When Qin Lang killed the saint of Emei, the purple sword light had arrived in front of Qin Lang, and he didn't even think about it. He just punched it.

Boom!

Fists and swords strike each other, and two powerful forces collide, making a huge roar. Countless pieces of light flash out in the night sky. These pieces of light are more gorgeous than fireworks, but they are deadly gorgeous. Those who are hit by these pieces of light are dead or wounded!

When the light broke, Qin Lang saw a young swordsman in white appeared in front of him. A purple flying sword hovered above his head, just like a purple snake, which seemed to attack Qin Lang at any time.

"Among the martial arts, there are even experts like you. You are the first one among the martial arts people who can block this immortal's all-out sword! " The swordsman in white shouted to Qin Lang, "you are qualified to know the name of this building - remember, I am Ke Zunbei!"

"What's your name? What do you want to do with me?" Qin Lang didn't like these practitioners at all. But it's just the cultivation. One by one, they are like two hundred and five people. They always think that the cultivation people are superior. But in Qin Lang's view, cultivation is just a way of cultivation, which is not fundamentally different from martial arts cultivation and power cultivation, so these practitioners like to talk in a superior way, which makes Qin Lang very unhappy.

"What's the matter with you?" the swordsman in white stared at Qin Lang like a sword. "Because from now on, you will be my slave, so you should know the name of the master."

"Slaves?" Qin Lang smiled, "I didn't want to kill you, but now it seems inevitable!"

"It's just ants!" The swordsman in white sneered. The purple flying sword was at his feet. The whole man rose from the air and stared at Qin Lang, "you are destined to be the slave of this place! ~"

Qin Lang stopped answering, jumped from the ground to the sky, and even jumped above the swordsman in white to attack the swordsman in white.

It's better to start first.

It's not the first time Qin Lang has quarreled with the cultivator. He knows the strength and weakness of the cultivator. The strength of the cultivators lies in that their attack range can easily cover the distance within a thousand steps; the weakness lies in close combat.

Although the cultivators' flying swords are not long, they are used to long-range attack, so the short-range attack is their weakness. The cultivators pursue gorgeous swordsmanship, but the "hand to hand combat" is not their strength.

Qin Lang has no weapon, but his fist is the best weapon. Qin Lang's Xingyiquan has already reached the peak, and he has rich practical experience. Close combat is Qin Lang's strength.

The reason why the cultivator's sword flew in the air was not that he deliberately displayed his ability of flying jade sword in front of Qin Lang, but that he wanted to give full play to the means of flying the sword and keep away from Qin Lang, but he never thought that Qin Lang could also "fly".

Of course, Qin Lang can only be regarded as a "leap" rather than a flight. He just balanced his weight with the energy vortex around his body, and then "leap" with his own explosive force, instantly narrowed the distance between him and kezunbei. Then, Qin Lang's fist attacked kezunbei like a storm, and forced kezunbei out of the air Forced to the ground.

No way. Qin Lang's fist is too fast and fast. Before kezunbei can play the advantage of flying sword, he is limited to a certain range by Qin Lang's swift fist. He can't move his body at all. He can only temporarily land on the ground and prepare to launch a new round of attack.

However, when kezunbei's feet landed, it was the beginning of his misfortune.