Chapter 147
As soon as the words fell, Jian Chi raised the wooden sword, but at this moment, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared from the tip of the wooden sword, as if it could cut through the air instantly.

Then a powerful spiritual force suddenly emanated from his whole body.

The air seemed to suddenly rise several degrees, and everyone present felt an irresistible and powerful aura descending from the sky, almost making them breathless.

Everyone couldn't help but look pale, and some weaker people couldn't hold back the powerful aura, and couldn't help but knelt down.

However, Qin Lang didn't move at all, although he secretly thought that the sword idiot was really strong, but his subordinates were not in a hurry.

Jian Chi's sword seems to be in a class of its own.

Without much spiritual power, just relying on the wooden sword's own sword intent, it looks like an ordinary wooden sword, as if it was forged from steel, with black light shining through it.

Seeing the wooden sword stabbing straight at Qin Lang's eyebrows, Qin Lang just took half a step back, turned his body slightly, and raised his hand with the Longyuan sword to lift the wooden sword away.

The first trick was easily resolved.

Jian Chi couldn't help being stunned, he had never encountered such a simple movement.

What swordsmanship pays attention to is the unity of mind and mind, and the speed must be fast enough.

He thinks his speed is unparalleled in the world.

Only those whose speed can surpass him can win him.

"Haha, interesting!" Jian Chi was so excited that he drank the wine in one gulp, then threw the bottle aside casually.

The people around them didn't find it interesting at all.

Just for a while, his legs were too weak to run, so he could only stand there in fear.

What Qin Lang noticed was not only the interest of the sword idiot, but also the consciousness of the Longyuan sword. The moment he raised the sword, the Longyuan sword actually advocated fighting back, and even because of his conservative attack, the Longyuan sword in his hand at this time Sword is trying to struggle.

Qin Lang couldn't help frowning, and secretly clenched the Longyuan Sword.

This sword is different from ordinary swords. This sword itself is a magical weapon. In addition, it has evolved its own consciousness after following the previous master who practiced immortality for many years.

And this consciousness is very violent.

"Here we come, look at the sword!" Jian Chi let out a low cry, and stabbed again.

Qin Lang's face changed slightly, and the blade of Longyuan Sword seemed to become the body of a dragon, softly wrapping around the wooden sword in Jian Chi's hand, and when it shook violently, the wooden sword turned into powder.

Immediately after, the golden dragon raised its head, roaring and rushed towards Jian Chi's chest.

'呲'

The Long Yuan sword pierced into the position three inches below Jian Chi's chest, and the blood stains instantly stained his clothes red.Qin Lang couldn't help being startled, and he immediately retracted the Longyuan Sword.

But Long Yuanjian seemed unwilling to give up.

"Take it back!" Qin Lang roared, forcibly suppressing Long Yuanjian's restless consciousness before taking it back.

Jian Chi's face was pale, his brows were furrowed in pain, but his eyes were full of joy, "After so many years, I finally found someone who can defeat me!"

Qin Lang had a cold look on his face, this move was not so much that he defeated Jian Chi with this move, it was better to say that the Longyuan Sword was aroused to bloodthirsty nature.

He didn't realize that Long Yuanjian was so cruel and tyrannical.

Jian Chi staggered up from the ground and walked towards Qin Lang, his tone suddenly became respectful, "Sure enough, a hero is a boy, no wonder you are so arrogant, you do have the capital of arrogance, I admire Hua Zi'an! Willing to admit defeat, you can kill or cut as you like, I, Hua Zian, will never frown!"

"That's not necessary." Qin Lang silently put away the Longyuan Sword, "I won't kill you, I just want to tell you that you and I have been used by someone with a heart."

Jian Chi was puzzled, and said in a slightly cautious tone, "What does Master Qin mean by this?" At this time, he was not even half drunk.

"It's the first time I saw you today, so why would I say that to you?" Qin Lang said directly, "A few days ago, I met someone who looked exactly like you to provoke me, and I said a few words I ran away, and I thought the same thing happened to you."

"I did meet it, so it turned out that the person wasn't you,"

"of course not."

Qin Lang said lightly, he was not that bored, he left after provoking others.

Jian Chi pondered for a while, "Could it be that someone maliciously tricked the two of us?"

"Yes."

"How dare you tease me." Jian Chi couldn't help being furious, "I'm going to find that damn rat right now, and tear him to pieces!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fists, a cold look appeared on his face.

Throwing down these words, Jian Chi's figure suddenly disappeared.

Qin Lang felt that this sword idiot was a bit magical, coming and going without a trace.

Go back to the Lin family.

Qin Lang put Longyuan Sword on the table.

At this time, Long Yuanjian was still restless, as if he was very dissatisfied with letting Jian Chi go.

With a thought, he closed his eyes quickly, and his spiritual consciousness directly entered the sword body. The consciousness field of the sword body was pitch black, and suddenly there was a killing intent coming from nowhere.

Looking up, I saw a huge dragon roaring down from the sky, rolling up the wind waves, and a giant long sword slashing towards Qin Lang fiercely.

The speed is fast, like lightning.

Qin Lang immediately condensed his spiritual power in his hands, and almost used all his strength to barely block the giant sword in front of his eyes.

In just three seconds, the giant sword disappeared instantly, as if it never existed.

Qin Lang soon realized that the huge sword was probably an afterimage left by the former owner on Long Yuan's sword body, and the afterimage alone was enough for him to spend all his spiritual power to resist it.

He couldn't help being shocked, is this the real strength of Longyuan Sword?
In comparison, the golden armor he used in the Yewang Mansion seemed to be less than one-tenth of this strength.

At this moment, the giant dragon rolled in mid-air with a powerful and terrifying aura, and then opened its mouth wide. The dragon beard was as thick as a child's wrist, showing sharp fangs, leaning over and roaring at Qin Lang.

"Why not kill him!"

The dragon made a deafening noise.

Qin Lang frowned slightly, but did not open his mouth, the dragon continued to question, "My previous master was decisive and omnipotent!"

"Who was your previous master?" Qin Lang said lightly, a little displeased in his heart, but at the same time, he couldn't help but have a greater interest in Longyuan Sword, which can generate his own powerful consciousness.

"Hmph, my previous master has cultivated to become an immortal now." The giant dragon snorted coldly with disdain, and roared fiercely, "If you can't cultivate to become an immortal, you are not worthy to be my master!"

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Lang knew it well, and snorted coldly, "No matter how powerful your former master was, it was already thousands of years ago. If I am not worthy? Then in the whole world, I am afraid that there is no one more suitable than me to own this Dragon Yuan The man with the sword."

The giant dragon frowned, and suddenly laughed, "That depends on whether you have the ability to tame me!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Qin Lang's thoughts came out of the Longyuan sword, and he stood outside and saw that the Longyuan sword had not moved at all, and there was no shining light around him. It was like a piece of broken copper and iron, and there was nothing special about it.

(End of this chapter)

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