Seeing that Qin Lang was unharmed, the woman in the feather coat became even more angry, she was injured by an ant, this is simply an unforgivable thing, not only can she not forgive Qin Lang, but she also can't forgive her carelessness.
The feather-clad woman became more and more angry, the sword light became more and more dense, and Qin Lang's figure became more and more embarrassed, but the feather-clad woman didn't notice that the distance between Qin Lang and her was getting closer and closer.
It's just that the closer Qin Lang gets to this feather-clothed woman, the greater the pressure he is under, and the less space he can dodge, and finally in a "snort" sound, Qin Lang's body has a few more cuts, which were cut by the sword light of the feather-clothed woman.
Seeing that Qin Lang was injured, the woman in the feather coat was slightly satisfied, her lips raised with disdain, and she continued to urge the sword light with all her might, she wanted to strangle Qin Lang into meat sauce in one go.
Vacate the land The feather-clad woman suddenly felt her true qi stagnate, and her flying sword and sword light also dimmed.
"It's not good to be poisoned" The woman in the feather coat instantly noticed the abnormality of her body, she felt that she had encountered too many strange things today, or that the hateful martial artist in front of her was too strange, not only broke her body protection qi, but also poisoned her, you know, she just took the sect's Jiuhua Yulu Pill, this is the elixir of detoxification The feeling of poisoning could not be wrong, and it was getting stronger and stronger, as if she couldn't suppress it at all.
Under such circumstances, the woman in the feather coat finally had the idea of retreating, she couldn't fight with an ant and put herself in danger, so she was ready to recall her flying sword, and then escape directly with the sword.
In the eyes of the feather-clad woman, she can fly with a sword, while ants can only crawl on the ground, so she can fly away at any time and be invincible, which is also the reason why many cultivators look down on martial arts practitioners, just as the air force looks down on the army.
The feather-clad woman's idea was originally correct, but at the moment when she recalled the flying sword, she suddenly felt a strong force restraining her flying sword, and when she looked at it, her face was suddenly full of horror: I saw that this damn martial arts kid actually found the true body of the flying sword in hundreds of sword lights, and locked this incomparably sharp flying sword with both hands, so that the palm of his hand was cut by the sword qi, and the blood kept dripping, but he had no intention of letting go.
"Damn, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you" A hideous look appeared on the face of the woman in feather, and she began to summon the flying sword with her divine sense, preparing to attack with all her strength, making a desperate bet, and cutting off Qin Lang's hands with the help of the sharpness and change of the flying sword.
"Darkness in the Heavens" At this moment, Qin Lang let out a loud cry in his mouth, and a sound like a heavenly dragon roar came out of his mouth, and at the same time, the Heavenly Dark Reincarnation Bead appeared above his head, and he slapped his palms fiercely on the fitness of the flying sword, and the powerful dark spiritual power directly confronted the feather-clothed woman through this flying sword.
It's a clash of spirits It's also a mental raid Because this feather-clad woman couldn't have imagined that Qin Lang would actually use this way to engage in a spiritual confrontation with her.
As a cultivator, both spiritual power and true qi are stronger than martial practitioners, this is because the cultivation environment of cultivators is far superior to that of martial practitioners, and there is sufficient heaven and earth aura for them to transform their bodies and improve their realm.
In the clash of spiritual power, this feather-clad woman should have the upper hand, but how did she know that Qin Lang was such a freak, both mentally and physically, far surpassing people in the same realm, not to mention that this time he was condensing all his spiritual power to raid, and this feather-clad woman fled in a hurry. yes The moment the powerful dark spiritual power pierced into the spirit world, the woman in the feather robe let out a miserable scream.
Qin Lang's sneak attack not only condensed all the spiritual power of the two spiritual worlds, but also because he had learned Tang Shengyin's spiritual thorn before, so Qin Lang used the idea of the dark reincarnation of the heavens to perfectly accommodate and absorb Tang Shengyin's spiritual thorn, although the power may not be able to catch up with Tang Shengyin's spiritual thorn, but the effect of the sneak attack was quite good, and the dark spiritual power carried a little bit of dark poison and the breath of red lotus karmic fire, which was enough to traumatize the spiritual world of the woman in the feather coat.
Mentally traumatized, naturally there was no way to continue summoning the flying sword, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the feather-clad woman, and before she could come back to her senses, Qin Lang had already flashed in front of him, and drank indifferently in his mouth: "Praying Mantis Conscience" bang Qin Lang's long-brewing mantis knife fist struck, conjuring up countless mantis claw shadows, and then slammed into the feather-clothed woman's chest, and the pain in her heart quickly spread from her chest.
The woman in the feather coat looked down at her chest, as if she couldn't believe that she had been hit by an ant warrior.
She knew that her vitality had been cut off by Qin Lang, because Qin Lang's punch not only flattened her Mimi, but also shattered her heart with his violent true qi.
She couldn't figure out how Qin Lang broke through her protective qi, and she couldn't figure out why she died at the hands of an ant.
"I, I am a disciple of the Xiaoemei Sword Sect, Zeng Yue, who are you" The woman in feather clothes is worthy of being a cultivator, and her vitality is indeed more tenacious than many martial arts practitioners.
"My name is Yinyu."
Qin Lang responded lightly.
"Yin Yuha, I know your name, if you kill me, my master will also know your name, they will let you be broken into pieces, and everyone around you will be killed, hehe" The woman in feather robe let out a vicious laugh, as if she had seen the scene of Qin Lang's tragic death. bang Qin Lang sneered, and slapped a palm on the head of the feather-clothed woman, and the vicious feather-clothed woman was finally killed.
"Rainy, that's my pseudonym.
Stupid woman, have you ever heard someone call her by her real name?
Qin Lang sneered and threw the body of the woman in the feather coat into the poison bag.
This is the first time Qin Lang has officially dealt with a cultivator, and it is also the first time that Qin Lang has killed a cultivator, so he can't be too careful, and he can't worry about treating it with corpse water, the only way is to throw her into the Ten Thousand Poison Sac and let it become food for poisonous insects.
Since this woman in feather clothes regarded Qin Lang as an ant, then Qin Lang simply turned her into food for ants and poisonous insects. syllable The flying sword of the feather-clad woman seemed to have lost its master, and it suddenly fell to the ground.
Qin Lang was naturally not polite, and threw this flying sword into the ten thousand poison sacs.
Of course, Qin Lang was still not at ease in this way, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment, so he had to prepare to leave here.
Qin Lang had just come out of this forest, but he saw another ball of golden light coming out of front of him, flashing and flashing, the little golden tiger looming in the golden light, it seemed to be a little wary of Qin Lang, but it seemed to want to get close to Qin Lang.
"Little thing, you go, I won't hurt you."
Qin Lang really didn't want to hurt this little golden tiger, even if this thing was the so-called "innate spirit treasure", but for Qin Lang, he was not a cultivator, and he didn't need to refine magic weapons, so he didn't need this thing.
Remembering that he had been a little greedy for this thing before, Qin Lang was a little embarrassed in his heart.
S: I was delayed for a few days, there were too many things piled up at work, and I was forced to work overtime, so I can only make up for it more today and strive to make it up the day after tomorrow, forgive me
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