Chapter 1144

Zhang Tiancheng's mouth inadvertently showed a smile, and then he quickly sealed the blood of the wind.

He said to fengxiaotian behind him: "Lingtu's injury is very serious. It's hard to cure him with my own strength. I also ask the Lord of Fengcheng for help."

Listen to this, the wind roars the world consciousness of eyes fell on Qin Lang's body.

The implication of Zhang Tiancheng's words is obvious. The reason why he involves himself is that Qin Lang is safer.

In this regard, fengxiaotian pondered for a while, don't agree directly.

So the party left the challenge arena. After that, the engineering team responsible for repairing the challenge arena quickly came up.

In less than half an hour, the badly damaged arena was repaired.

At this point, the referee can go to the challenge arena again.

He came to Qin Lang slowly and raised his arm.

At this moment, when he looked at Qin Lang, his eyes were filled with awe.

Counting all the people in the city of Mukden, there are only a few who can overcome the wind injustice.

At present, Qin Lang is just one of these people. How can such strength be awed?

What's more, Qin Lang's background is not good. You know, Yan's cultivation resources are very poor. It's too difficult to reach such a level.

Like the referee, the audience also showed their awe for Qin Lang.

In this way, all the cheers of Qin Lang won his own medal.

Walking slowly down the challenge arena, Fox and red leaf quickly ran over.

All of a sudden, the fox's soft body was directly attached to Qin Lang's body, and there were tears in the corner of his eyes.

"You're great. Are you hurt?"

Hearing this, Qin Lang patted the fox on the shoulder.

"What's the injury? I'm just a little tired. I didn't..."

Before Qin Lang finished, his body suddenly froze in the same place.

One side of the red leaf to see this behind the scenes, they hastened to come.

"Qin Lang, what's the matter with you."

At this time, Eliza said to Qin Lang, "well, I can't help you to make it out this time. I can't bear the blood and gas reflux, so you can only bear the rest."

In the face of Eliza's explanation, Qin Lang has a feeling of crying without tears.

Now he is the focus of all the audience and friends. Now he can't move. Isn't he going to lose his face to grandma's house?

Eliza chose to tell him now, which is really a cruel pit for him.

Embarrassed mood in Qin Lang's face, at this time he really don't know how to deal with.

And just at this time, a black figure suddenly came to his back.

Taking advantage of Fox and red leaf's distracted efforts, the shadow man points his finger at Qin Lang's waist.

"Broken"

As the voice fell, Qin Lang's tense muscles suddenly relaxed, and his ability to move slowly recovered.

When he looked back, he was watching all the time, and the black demon of Qin Lang appeared.

The black demon's handsome face was covered with a warm smile.

"My master taught me this move. It's mainly used to dispel fatigue. I don't know if brother Qin is getting better now."

After a little physical activity, Qin Lang intuitively felt that his sense of fatigue had been completely eliminated. All this was due to the black demon.

Immediately, he quickly prepared to thank himself and said, "thank you, brother black demon, for helping out again."

"Without your help, I would have been disgraced."

In the face of Qin Lang's self mockery, the black demon first looked at the people in the audience, and then said in a deep voice: "there is nothing to lose, but most people like to see jokes."

"Brother Qin can not care what they think. How can those sludges compare with you?"

"Well, I don't have to say much. The next game is up to me. When the championship medal falls to brother Qin, we must have a good drink."

With that, the black demon's body flashed and came directly to the challenge arena.

Qin Lang looked at his figure, and his heart was full of respect and gratitude for the Warlock.

This man gave him a sense of unfathomability. After a while of fighting, he must have a good observation.In the challenge arena, it is the aristocratic childe in the city of Fengtian who fights with the black demon.

His background may not be as good as the existence of Fengbing, but behind him stands a big family. It's no exaggeration to say that their family is enough to control the lifeblood of Fengtian city.

Therefore, the cultivation resources obtained by this young master can not be compared with others.

The years of pampering made the young man look very domineering.

His speech and manner are also arrogant.

After seeing the black demon, he said with disdain: "it's just a warlock. It's my turn."

"You don't deserve to carry shoes for me. Any black clothes sorcerer is nothing more than one of the best in the world."

On the high stage, after hearing his words, the two black lines on his forehead could not be concealed.

At the moment, the elder in the family only thinks that his younger generation is too stupid.

At the same time, they also regret why they don't be cruel to their children. In that case, he won't be so ignorant.

Compared with Bai Liancheng, black demon's fame is not high.

But this is only in the eyes of the common people. For the high-level of Fengtian City, the ability of the black demon can not be underestimated. After all, he is the son of the great man.

I'm afraid it's even more ridiculous than daydreaming that a little aristocratic childe wants to fight him.

Ding Dong

At the beginning of the war, the aristocratic childe made a direct move.

The hammer in his hand suddenly waved, and the fierce wind went straight to the black demon.

The wind howled. For a moment, all the way of the black demon seemed to be blocked.

But even so, he did not panic, but let the hammer hit him.

"Boom"

Hammer hard hit on the ground, bursts of smoke quickly swept up.

The young man looked at the damage he had caused, and his face became very excited.

But when all the smoke had dissipated, the young man couldn't laugh.

Only his hammer has completely disappeared into the challenge arena, but the black demon, who should have been smashed into powder by the hammer, stood in front of him intact.

In addition, the black demon also put on a clear expression.

The long black shirt didn't even have a gap.

Obviously, in the attack just now, the young master did not succeed. More than that, his hammer will be too powerful to use.

And this is the black demon's chance.

The next moment, I saw a flash of black demon's body shape, and my fingers moved, and the aristocratic childe's throat was hit.

The whole process took place in a flash, not to mention the audience, even the guests on the stage did not see it clearly.