Chapter 1353

Death's right hand looked at the fierce Qin Lang, but he was afraid. Just now, the dark purple Scepter directly turned his good friend into ashes.

If that kind of attack can be played a second time, even if he is not dead, he will be seriously injured.

In addition, the dark purple light shield also cut off his contact with the outside army. If he continues to stay here, he needs to face Qin Lang, who does not know what strength he has, and his black sword body.

There is little chance of victory in this kind of battle alone. At the moment, it is the best decision to rush out from here and prepare the army for attack.

But before that, he will meet the heishuicheng inheritor who suddenly emerges. Otherwise, it will be useless for the army to rush in.

With a slight snort, death's right hand pretended to be calm and said with disdain to Qin Lang: "I'm so crazy at a young age. I'd like to see how good you are."

"Dark sword formula"

"Unity of man and sword"

With that, death's right hand pointed the sword to the sky, and his body turned into a black awn wrapped around the sword. Finally, a dark black sword was born.

The energy fluctuation around the sword made the shield retreat. Qin Lang, who was on the opposite side, also felt the horror of this move.

Now, after accepting the inheritance of the old ghost, his overall strength is probably in the middle and late four periods, and there is still a big gap between him and the real arbitrary masters, which is nothing more than the poor state of the old ghost and some necessary consumption.

After all, there are very few effective methods of transferring meritorious service among people in the world. The old devil can be called the first person in Kunlun. Qin Lang is very satisfied to have this level.

The dark purple scepter is very important for him to instantly kill death's left hand.

Unable to pass on the merits to the next generation of city masters, the strong men of Heishui city chose to transmit all their strength to the scepter as a carrier before they died.

After hundreds of years of accumulation, the strength of the strong gathered in the scepter, and then refined by the old ghost, its instant burst out of power enough to kill a five section master!

According to common sense, with such artifact, the old ghost could easily drink all the strong people outside Heishui city to ensure the safety of the city.

But he also knew in his heart that he would not live long after all. Without a good successor, even though his broken body could resist for a period of time, he could not avoid the negative outcome of Blackwater city.

It's better to take this Scepter as an opportunity and give it to one's successor, so as to establish prestige in Blackwater city and let the ship go on for a longer time.

Here is the consciousness of a generation of strong old ghosts.

Qin Lang looked at the huge sword in front of him, then hesitated to look at the dark purple scepter.

Although this thing in his hand is very powerful, the energy contained in it has been almost used by Qin Lang.

5 Master Duan is not a Chinese cabbage. The dark purple beam consumes half of the power of the scepter, and the shield that can trap death's right hand consumes another 40%.

Today, Qin Lang can only use about 10% of the energy, and the best result is to carry death's right hand.

As the saying goes, there must be a way for a car to get to the front of the mountain, and it will be straight from the bridge to the bow of the boat.

The most important thing is to do well in the present. As for the next thing, he also has a certain plan.

Sweeping the ruins with Yu Guang, Qin Lang understood what he should do.

Then, holding the dark purple scepter and the incarnation of the black sword of death's right hand hard hit together.

The powerful fluctuation pushed the shield back tens of meters, and the wanton energy fluctuation also turned all the buildings on the scene into ruins.

At the same time, Qin Lang's voice resounded in Eliza's ear.

"Xiao AI, go to help master Jiansheng recover. I can't take this guy alone."

Hearing this, Eliza acted immediately, her body turned into a blood line, and went into the deep ground.

When he came to the position of the black sword saint, his whole body also shook.

The move of death's right hand attacking the black sword saint is absolutely unusual. At this time, a silver white sword pierces the half of the black sword saint, and there is a flash of thunder on the sword.

There is no doubt that the black sword saint can't move because of this thunder light. It has a paralyzing effect. No wonder that guy didn't rush to escape, but chose to test Qin Lang's ability in the protective cover.

Seeing this, Eliza did not hesitate to come to the black sword saint. After cutting her wrist, she pasted the bleeding point on the black sword saint.She firmly believes that the double blood of the vampires and the dragons can cure the wounds of the sword saint in black.

In this regard, the sword saint in black shook his head and pointed out all the time to stop Eliza's bleeding point.

"Don't waste your efforts. That guy's sword has the dual attributes of paralysis and blood sucking. My murderous Qi can compete with blood sucking, but I can't do anything about paralysis. I can only get rid of it when the power on the sword is exhausted or the guy is dead completely. But you are different. The blood you give me will only provide continuous energy for this sword, In the end, it can even break through the shackles of murderous Qi. "

"Your treatment means killing to me."

After listening to these words, Eliza suddenly felt that her behavior was a little stupid. She didn't know her ability to match the sword, so she treated rashly. If she didn't stop it in time, she was afraid that she would hurt the black sword saint.

But in other words, the swordsman in black is Qin Lang's helper. At present, the situation outside is so anxious. Even though she knows she can't help it, Eliza still can't help asking, "how can I help you? You just have to say it, even if you give your life."

In the face of this attitude, the black sword Saint gave a bitter smile.

"If it's you, you can't even give your life, unless it's that kind of..."

Before he finished, the doctor's trembling voice suddenly interrupted the black sword saint.

"People who are very self-healing."

Looking in the direction of the voice, Eliza and Eliza see the devil Doctor Wang Liang who is dragging a broken body to come here.

At this time, he has been separated from the devil state, even so, but his blood still makes people feel terrible, no worse than the monster state.

When he came to the sword sage in black, Wang Liang first touched his sword, then when he didn't react to it, he inserted the hilt into his body.

Then, Wang Liang's blood wrapped the sword.

The blood creeps slowly, and finally flows into the body of the black sword saint.