Chapter 870

Yes.

In front of Qin Lang, the spring tide of vitality was directly split into two parts. The whole sky, suddenly sounded a roaring thunder, a spectacle appeared in front of the public.

With Qin Lang as the center, a white line emerged, spanning a hundred Zhang. On both sides of the white line, the spring tide, visible to the naked eye, roars like a waterfall and rushes madly to the middle.

Qin Lang's finger, seemingly weak and powerless, is precisely cut at the base point of his pseudo field. The whole field is based on the base point, and then gradually unfolds. Like the core of the array, the base point is broken, and all the fields collapse.

"Good, good!"

At this time, even if it is a real person, he will not be angry. He looked at Qin Lang coldly, and his eyes were sharp: "Qin Nanzong, it seems that I underestimated you before. Just let me show you the true power of my divinity. "

Finish.

A wave of his sleeve.

"Whoosh!"

I saw a blue, simple sword flying out of his sleeve.

As soon as the sword reached the sky, it turned into a sword. The bright green sword, which starts from the head of the real man, stretches across the whole Huyan. It is nearly a hundred Zhang long, just like the ancient god's sword.

"This sword is named Liao Bi. It has been fighting with me for 450 years and killed 173 enemies. You will be 174th. "

With a sword in his hand, the real man suddenly changed his temperament, and the whole person was incorruptible, without a trace of impatience. Looking down on Qin Lang, he looks like a mole ant.

At this time, the real man who was the first one who had been invincible for three hundred years.

"War!"

Qin Lang had no fear in his eyes. His body was boiling with blood. He stepped out one step and hit with his fist.

The void is boiling, and the vitality is surging. The vitality of tens of miles is gathered in front of Qin Lang's fist. His whole person, is shrouded in the bright golden light, as if the God came into the world.

With a wave of his long sleeve, the real man of Fu Zhu immediately cut down from the sky and pointed at Qin Lang.

The war, which shook the spirit and emptiness, broke out at last.

"Bang Dang!"

The hundred Zhang sword is as agile as a dragon and cuts the sky. Before the sword comes, there is frost and cold between heaven and earth. On the top of Huyan mountain, there is a jingling sound. It is a tiny sword. It hits the ground and makes the sound of metal ringing.

Many of the earth immortals are in awe.

With this sword alone, the real man of Fu Zhu will be the first one in Shenxu. Can he compare the power of his sword? Even Guruo Buddha and others dare not say that they will take this sword.

Qin Lang step by step, just like the incomparable God of war.

From the inside to the outside, he blooms a bright golden light. In the end, the golden light condenses on the right fist and waves with Qin Lang's fist. Bang, hit the hundred Zhang sword.

"Dong!"

The sound of the big Lu of the Hongzhong reverberates between heaven and earth. The mighty power swept the whole mountain top and burst into a cloud of white gas.

It was a shocking scene that the sword Qi of a hundred Zhang long was blown apart inch by inch under Qin Lang's fist. Like firecrackers, at the end of the day, even Liao Bi's ancient sword seemed to be unable to bear the sound of a buzzing sound.

The face of the real man Fu Zhu is ancient and undisturbed. Although he is weak, he is not flustered at all.

He gave a hand.

The green flying sword suddenly makes a perfect arc in the air, and three times at the tip of Qin Lang's fist, Sheng Sheng releases the last strength of Qin Lang's fist.

"Come again!"

Qin Lang stepped into the void and ascended to the sky.

He is covered in the bright golden light, full of immortal, strong and strong charm. The real man of Fu Zhu even produced thirteen swords, and the sword Qi of the Taoist priest split Qin Lang. But even the golden awn can't be split.

On the contrary.

Qin Lang hit Liao Bi's ancient sword with 13 consecutive punches. One blow was heavier than the other. It was like the fall of Mount Tai, which made the flying sword humming and shaking, and it seemed that he could not support it.

"Liao Bi is the second sword in the Fu Zhu hall. He is a quasi spirit treasure. He is more powerful than the thunder and lightning sword. He can't cut his body. Is it true that the southern emperor of Qin has become a great King Kong state?"

The Silver Pheasant fairy was surprised.

People's eyes can't help but look at Guruo Buddha.

Guluofo Buddha was staring at Qin Lang, his face was so grave that he didn't say a word.

In the sky, the battle continues. Whether it is a real person, or Qin Lang, are invincible. Innumerable cards, master many secrets. With a wave of his long sleeve, Liao Bijian fell from the air like a meteor.

"Nine orifices swordsmanship.".

One sword turns nine. The nine sword Qi correspond to the stars in the sky, just like the nine orifices of the same person. It is one of the advanced sword techniques of the Fu Zhu hall. It can't be used by the earth immortals.

Each of these nine sword Qi is no less powerful than its own. With this sword, he defeated ten Dixian and subdued Yijiao. It's really earth shaking.

However, Qin Lang stood in the air, and did not dodge. He carried it with his flesh.

"Jingling."

The sword spirit hit him and made a sound, like hitting a steel plate. His whole body is shining with brilliance, golden light like raging waves, standing like a king of gods, immortal and invincible."Well, your strength is not so good."

Qin Lang raised his head and said in a light way that he had not used his three points of strength so far, and he was purely relying on his physical body to meet the enemy. If this is the only ability of this real person, Qin Lang must be greatly disappointed.

The real man's face was calm and not moved by him.

"Yes."

I saw the way to kill the real man.

Yes.

Qin langmeng turned into a blue wave of Zhang Xu long, gorgeous and beautiful, just like a rainbow in the sky. Although the sword is far less powerful than before, it is more dangerous when it condenses to the extreme. Like a laser gun, it can cut off gold and iron and flatten the mountain with one sword.

"Go."

With a wave from the real man.

Qin Lang broke the sound barrier in an instant, pulled out a long arc in the air and chopped at Qin Lang with nearly ten times the sound speed. This sword is as wonderful as heaven. All the earth immortals see, all heart hair cold.

This sword is the real ability of the real man to kill!

"Good come."

Qin Lang's eyes are as red as a torch, and his body is full of fighting spirit, layers of golden light, and even turned into a flame, burning fiercely, which he entrusted to be reincarnated as a God.

Faced with the sword of the real man, Qin Lang put Liao Bimeng in his hand.

"Go

The real man in the ambush gave a burst of drink.

From the void came the stabbing sword spirit, and the blue wave suddenly rose to two Zhang long, like a wild green Jiao, trying to break free from the shackles. Innumerable tiny swords spread rapidly along Qin Lang's palms, covering Qin Lang's whole body, making a crackling sound with the golden flame.

Qin Lang only felt that in his hand, it seemed that a volcano was about to explode, with 10000 tons of force gushing out.

However, Qin Lang never retreated. Instead, he burst into laughter and stomped his feet. His tongue was full of spring thunder:

"Zhen!"

A scene that appalled everyone appeared.

From the upper part of the dragon, he swam into the fire. In his palms, the flame of God was so great that it was like a small, blazing sun. The whole body of gold, all concentrated in the hands.

Under the pressure of a layer of golden flame, Shengsheng suppressed Bibo.

At the end of the day, the green shadow appeared a flying sword with a length of feet. The whole body of the flying sword is green. It seems to be made of ancient bronze immortal gold. It has many lines. It is simple and elegant. There are two ancient seal characters of fly head on the handle of the sword, which are:

"Liao Bi!"

Hiss!

Countless earth immortals watch the battle, but take a breath of cool air.

Qin Lang was born and suppressed the flying sword of the real man!

This kind of skill of entering the white blade with empty hands mostly occurs in the lower level martial arts experts. At the level of heaven and man, even the great Vajra body of Guruo Buddha may not be able to block the sword of a real person. Who dares to use his own body to hard connect the flying sword spirit weapon?

"Too strong, too strong. Is this son the reincarnation of an ancient beast? How dare you catch the flying sword with your hand

A sanxiu Dixian shook his head repeatedly.