Chapter 1139

"PATA"

The sweat on Qin Lang's forehead fell to the ground.

He was more alert to the people in front of him.

It may not be a good choice to enrage Fengbu, which will only make him fight with all his strength and reduce the opportunities he can take advantage of.

But think about it carefully, what Qin Lang wants is the chance of the strong team leader, not to survive.

It may not be a bad thing to fight for one.

Taking out the long sword, Qin Lang gathers all the murderous Qi and blood Qi on the blade and waves at the wind in front of him.

Two people then ruthlessly bumped together.

At this time, Fengbu didn't draw his sword, but grasped the dark red sword with his palm.

Feeling the power of Qin Lang, the wind is uneven in the eyes of some surprised.

"You really hide your strength, but it's good, or you don't even have the qualification to let me draw the sword."

"Cufeng palm"

With that, the hand holding the long knife suddenly evolved into a set of palm techniques. As soon as he pushed forward, Qin Lang's body retreated more than 20 steps.

When Qin Lang stabilized his figure, his long knife began to shake.

This kind of strength is really strong. Fengbu had such a level before he drew his sword. This kind of achievement is absolutely outstanding among young people of the same age.

At the moment, Qin Lang is very glad that if he didn't have the blood of last night, he would have been killed in one round, even with Eliza.

Sometimes, he really missed the previous days, the stage of demon escort.

Then he won't work so hard.

However, imagination belongs to imagination, and fact is what should be taken more seriously.

At the moment, Qin Lang's opponent is not fair.

He can't be careless in fighting against such a man.

Especially the wind that has drawn the sword is uneven.

Later, Qin Lang raises the sword, and Eliza, the sword spirit in the blade, responds quickly.

The next moment, the blood gas in the long sword and the murderous gas on Qin Lang's body soon combined.

A little giant about three meters tall appeared like that. I had a Shura magic sword more than two meters long in the little giant's hand.

The referee and audience on the field can not help but praise Qin Lang's strength when they see this behind the scenes.

Compared with the record of the third section of the magic cloud level in the data, Qin Lang obviously has greater ability. This strategy of playing pig and eating tiger is really wonderful.

But then again, the wind in front of him is not a tiger. His identity is the same as that of a real dragon. How can a fierce tiger in the mountains and forests compete with a real dragon flying in the sky and earth.

This battle is doomed to failure for Qin Lang.

Feng Bu's eyes fell on Qin lang. when he saw the little giant appear, his state was more serious than before.

7 The light and shadow of chi long sword flashed, and a bright light shot at Qin Lang in that way.

"Die under my blade."

Compared with the empty handed attack, the speed of wind blade two chop is more than twice as fast.

In the face of the sudden attack, Qin Lang, who is accumulating strength, is also unprepared.

At this time, as a sword spirit, Eliza took the responsibility of defense.

"Master, although you condense your breath, just leave the defense to me. I can carry it down just once. Otherwise, I will lose face to the vampires."

The firm voice can make Qin Lang prepare to attack fearlessly.

With that, Eliza floated out of the knife and made an unknown gesture in front of her chest.

"Vampire shield."

Blood gas gradually gathered in Eliza's chest. As the wind blade approached Qin Lang, a dark red round shield appeared.

This thing came out in time, just blocking the attack on Qin Lang.

"Dong"

The percussion of heavy metals resounded throughout the challenge arena.

Along with a burst of smoke swept, the result of the collision between the two has become what people expect.

When the arena returned to calm, a shield that was divided into two appeared in the eyes of all the audience.

Behind the shield, Eliza is using her body to bear the aftereffects of the attack.At this time, her chest, arm and neck were scratched to varying degrees. It is obvious that Eliza didn't get any benefit from the collision.

Feng Bu saw Eliza's state and gave a cold hum.

"Moth to the fire is death."

"Little girl, what's the point of sticking to this guy? Why don't you come to my sword spirit? I can guarantee that this guy will die soon."

Eliza listened to the words of the wind, her face showed a very disdainful smile.

Then Eliza puts down her broken shield.

The body slightly side opens, behind Qin Lang then completely exposed.

Different from before, I was a little giant after the second evolution. At this time, his body size was a full circle, and his height was close to 6 meters. Obviously, the name of little giant was no longer suitable for him.

At the same time, the little giant's body doubled, which also represents the great strength.

The whole body is full of momentum, and the power of the new giant seems unstoppable.

After Qin Lang was fully prepared, in the face of other regional attacks, Eliza said in a deep voice: "Eliza, you have done a good job. Just leave the next thing to me."

"It's time to show this guy what I can do."

With that, the new giant's weapon became bigger again.

The breath produced by it soon created a crack on the challenge arena. Some of these cracks are as thick as the thumb, and some can even be comparable to the waist of an ordinary woman.

Seeing this, the uneven face of the wind became more solemn.

Then, his voice cold said: "well, you can finally force me to use the complete wind blade 16 knives."

"Only such strength can make the game more interesting."

Voice just landed, the wind uneven steps quickly moved up, after a breath, 16 shadow appeared like that.

Looking at its appearance, each shadow seems to occupy a very important position.

They cooperate with each other, seemingly without flaws.

These moves are easy to appear, and Qin Lang's side has become solemn. But as the old saying goes, a mule or a horse must be pulled out. Momentum alone can prove nothing.

As soon as his mind sank, Qin Lang took a step to the side, which was like controlling a giant's valve.

The big guy immediately lifted his weapon.

The real red atmosphere soon formed a field in the challenge arena.

When this thing appears, people around will be weakened, which can be intuitively felt by the referee.

In order not to be affected, the referee, who was still staring at him before, jumped back a few steps.