The sky eye doctor of the female president

Chapter 835 New Sword Art
"This sentence, I should ask you, why are you here? Also, who is the person who was beaten?" Qin Lang asked bluntly.

However, his words angered the tall man.

I saw the face of the other party tense, and a powerful aura burst out from between the brows, trying to force Qin Lang to surrender without a fight.

Here, no matter how high the cultivation level is, it is possible to be crushed to the ground.

Because this is a space where only brute force and spiritual breath can be used as weapons.

After Qin Lang was oppressed by the opponent's spiritual breath, he suddenly realized.

But before he could fight back, the man who was half the head of Qin Lang appeared behind Qin Lang in an instant, and violently swung his right fist, intending to take Qin Lang down with one blow.

Qin Lang took a deep breath, and a burst of sweat broke out on his forehead instantly. He subconsciously pulled out the Longyuan sword and blocked it with the horizontal sword.

"Boom...!"

The fierce punch directly hit the sword body, and Qin Lang was also sent flying by this tyrannical force, like a scarecrow, slamming straight into the rear wall, leaving a shallow mark.

But soon, Qin Lang concentrated again.

Because he already knew that the person in front of him was definitely a peak expert.

Among other things, just because of his iron-like muscles and masculinity, in the four major families, he must be an elder-level existence.

In other words, why are people at the elder level locked up in such a place?
Thinking about it carefully, the Central Nine Temples even dared to ruthlessly imprison the great heroes of the Wang family back then into the Forbidden Demon Prison. It is not uncommon for Qin Lang to meet an elder here.

The so-called flying birds are exhausted, good bows are hidden, cunning rabbits are dead, and running dogs are cooked.

The human heart in the world is like an infinite abyss, and those shady activities can only be hidden in the deepest part of the infinite abyss, so that they will not be discovered, read and exposed.

However, Qin Lang also noticed that the other person sitting in front of the stone table, compared to the person who attacked him, was stronger and stronger, like a warrior who killed all directions in ancient times.

"Young man, let me ask you one last time, who are you? What is the purpose of coming here? Also, where did your sword come from?"

The tall man asked solemnly again.

Qin Lang is very ignorant of the situation here, and it is inconvenient to tell the truth.

In case it was a trap, and he couldn't use his aura to protect himself, and he couldn't escape, at that time, he had no choice but to fight to the end.

Seeing that Qin Lang didn't speak for a long time, the tall man became even more angry. He immediately swung his steel-like right fist and rushed forward with fierce eyes.

Qin Lang is also hardened at this moment, no matter what, he is not made of mud.

When it was too late, Qin Lang called out a supreme spiritual breath from the sea of ​​consciousness, making it fly out of the brain quickly and gather it in one finger.

Spiritual Breath Transformation is originally an extremely difficult move.

It is very difficult for a thousand spiritual breath cultivators to achieve a small degree of success.

Qin Lang exhausted all his thought power to directly turn a ray of Supreme Spiritual Breath into Finger Qi.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, Qin Lang immediately pointed out his right finger.

However, the other party did not dodge, as if to resist Qin Lang's attack.

"drink……!"

The tall man roared, folded his palms together, and pressed them against his chest.

I thought that this was just an ordinary spiritual attack, and he could completely block it with his tough and strong body.

Unexpectedly, that wisp of spiritual breath would be so strong that it directly pushed his muscular body back more than ten meters.

At the same time, his hands still felt a little numb, which made him unbelievable.

"Who are you? Why do you have the supreme spiritual breath!"

The man asked angrily and angrily.

At the same time, his words also made the burly man who was still sitting on the stone bench slightly startled, and couldn't help but glance in Qin Lang's direction.

The supreme spiritual breath has always been Qin Lang's secret, and since he was seen through at a glance, he can only fight to the death.

"Clear Spring Swordsmanship!"

"Dancing style!"

Although there is no aura to assist, the Wang family's Qingquan swordsmanship, every move and every style, has a very deep swordsmanship.

Without using the avatar technique, Qin Lang can only use the strength of one person to display the sword speed of six people at the same time, and win with speed.

The world's exercises, only fast is not broken.

This is also a big trial and test for him.

"brush……!"

"brush……!"

"brush……!"

Every sword he strikes at this moment contains the power of four or five swords.

Gradually, after he fought eighty moves with the tall man, Qin Lang was able to basically control this speed, and began to display the mysterious swordsmanship of one sword like six swords.

In fact, every sword of Qin Lang hit the opponent's dead corners.

But unfortunately, the opponent's skin and muscles are as solid as a rock, and the sword strike can only leave shallow bloodstains on his body.

If you continue to fight, Qin Lang is not sure of winning.

Moreover, as long as he can fully comprehend the new sword technique, he will definitely be able to severely injure the opponent.

"Dancing style!"

"brush……!"

"brush……!"

Finally, after they fought more than 200 moves, Qin Lang successfully used a new sword technique that resembles six swords.

Of course, this is already his current limit.

If the opponent was not too strong, in normal times, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him to comprehend such a difficult sword technique in such a short period of time without relying on spiritual energy at all.

"One move will determine the winner!"

After the words fell, Qin Lang held up the Longyuan sword very simply, and combined the six swords into one, making his sword enough to burst out the strength of the six swords.

However, this is only limited to strength. If it is replaced by sword energy, it will not have such an effect.

"brush……!"

In the air, there was a frightening sound of breaking wind in an instant.

That man seemed to have noticed something in the blink of an eye, and was about to retreat, but Qin Lang couldn't do what he wanted.

The long sword carried a crazy momentum, like a long and blank blade, as it slashed at the tall man in front of him.

At the time of life and death, only a sound of "ding" was heard, and the Longyuan Sword suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Qin Lang took a closer look, and unexpectedly, another burly man like a tiger also decided to intervene.

Moreover, the most unbelievable thing is that the opponent blocked Qin Lang's sword with only one hand.

"Whoever disrespects him, I will kill him!"

The burly man's eyes were wide open, and he clenched his right fist suddenly. At the peak of the fist, he quickly gathered a force of spiritual breath, and slammed it fiercely at Qin Lang's face.

Qin Lang sucked in a breath of cold air, and released his immortal appearance again, only to defuse the opponent's murderous punch dangerously.

And he, also driven by the strength of the opponent's fist, retreated more than twenty steps.

At this moment, Qin Lang was fighting one against two, but he felt that the two people in front of him were like two towering mountains, forcing him to exhaust his physical strength.

(End of this chapter)