If it was under other circumstances, Qin Lang would definitely run away immediately after listening to the reminder of the little monk Danling, but the current situation is that Qin Lang is in a state of "demonization", although "demonization" has greatly improved Qin Lang's strength, But the devilish energy will also affect Qin Lang's judgment and temperament, so even after hearing the reminder from the little monk Danling, Qin Lang still did not forget to ruthlessly deal with Ke Zunbei, and was ready to get rid of this guy completely.
However, before Qin Lang's fist hit Ke Zunbei's body, a golden sword light suddenly appeared between Qin Lang's fist and Ke Zunbei's body, which not only blocked Qin Lang's sure-kill punch, but also shocked Qin Lang. Back more than ten meters away.
Ke Zunbei walked around from the closed gate of hell, and hurriedly thanked the people who came by: "Thank you, uncle, for saving my life!"
"Useless things!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a golden Taoist robe kicked Ke Zunbei aside, and reprimanded him, "I can't even deal with an ant warrior, and I was almost killed by someone. It's so embarrassing!"
"Uncle Master taught me a lesson." Ke Zunbei knelt on the ground to accept the lesson, not daring to resist at all.
The golden-robed Taoist cast his eyes on Qin Lang, and his powerful spiritual power slid across Qin Lang like a blade: "It turns out that it is an ant that is about to be enchanted. No wonder you have such abilities. However, in front of me, even if you are enchanted , it’s just a dead end!”
The golden-robed Taoist sneered, and his whole body appeared in front of Qin Lang like lightning, which was incredibly fast, as if he could teleport.
"So fast!"
Qin Lang exclaimed in his heart, before he could fully defend himself, the fist of the golden-robed Taoist priest had already hit his chest. The speed of this guy was really too fast. Qin Lang couldn't even see the trajectory of his fist clearly, so he could only rely on the second spirit The world barely caught the golden-robed Taoist's move, and then barely defended the golden-robed Taoist's punch with a "closed like closed" move.
Boom!
Qin Lang felt that his body was hit by a force he had never experienced before, and his whole body flew up into the air involuntarily. Before a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, the figure of the golden-robed Taoist priest appeared in front of him again. He slapped Qin Lang fiercely.
Boom!
Qin Lang's body fell back to the ground from the air, and his body knocked out a large pit with a diameter of ten meters from the solid rock. Before his body popped out of the pit, the Taoist priest in golden robe flashed in front of him again , Another punch hit Qin Lang's chest.
boom!
Amidst the violent explosion, a person's body was torn apart under the fist of the golden-robed Taoist priest, and red and white objects were all over the ground, as if Qin Lang had been blown away by the golden-robed Taoist priest's punch.
However, the next moment Qin Lang appeared behind the golden-robed Taoist priest.
Obviously, the person who was killed by the fist of the golden-robed Taoist just now was not Qin Lang, but someone else.
"It's a pity to be a drug slave."
Qin Lang sighed in his heart, the move just now was "Li Dai Tao Zombie" performed by Qin Lang, avoiding the fatal punch of the golden robe Taoist with the body of a poisonous slave.
Otherwise, Qin Lang might be seriously injured by this punch. Although the previous two punches were powerful, because of Qin Lang's precautions, the injuries to his body were not fatal enough, and Qin Lang could fully hold on.
This time, Qin Lang can be said to have no power to fight back, and was brutally abused.
The golden-robed Taoist priest didn't turn around, because in this case, as soon as he turned around, the battle between the two would start again. He knew that Qin Lang was now ready to wait. And now, the golden-robed Taoist would like to talk to Qin Lang again: "Yes, there are only a handful of ants in this Jianghu who can receive my three punches. Although you are not the strongest warrior in this Jianghu, your potential Very strong, this seat gives you a chance, you can choose to be our spokesperson in the secular world, and the Emei faction can manage it for you, how about it?"
"Spokesperson? Just to be your dog?" Qin Lang sneered.
"Of course." The golden-robed Taoist said, "It is already your honor to be a dog for me. When I am a saint, you can also ascend to heaven, so it is better to be a dog for me than an ant Bar?"
"I like being an ant!" Qin Lang snorted coldly, and shot again.
"Looking for death—" the golden-robed Taoist turned around suddenly, and a little golden light spewed out of his mouth, and the golden light shot towards Qin Lang's face at a speed that was hard to match with the naked eye, which was indescribably fast.
"Fuck! Is this a flying sword or a flying needle?"
Qin Lang's heart was startled suddenly, he didn't expect that the Taoist priest in golden robe could put a flying sword into his mouth, and then spit it out from his mouth, could it be that this guy's body can also spit out a flying sword
Sure enough, the "flying needle" suddenly turned into a three-foot-long sword in front of Qin Lang, as if it was about to split Qin Lang in half with one sword.
Qin Lang didn't dare to resist such a terrifying flying sword with his fists, so he could barely avoid it.
But at the next moment, this huge flying sword became smaller again, slashing from another direction, no matter the speed or momentum was a hundred times stronger than Ke Zunbei!
"Fuck! A hundred Ke Zunbeis are no match for this guy!"
Qin Lang secretly scolded the young monk Danling for making a mistake in his assessment of strength. The overall strength of this golden-robed Taoist priest can easily beat Ke Zunbei by a hundred in seconds, because this guy's body skills, flying sword speed, and power far surpassed Ke Zunbei also firmly suppressed Qin Lang.
"Boss, hurry up! This guy's flying sword is a magic weapon, and it is a magic weapon of life. Of course, it is big or small, and it is completely integrated with his body and consciousness. You are no match at all!" Dan Lingxiao The monk reminded Qin Lang again.
This time Qin Lang completely believed it. The strength of this golden-robed Taoist priest is indeed unfathomable, so Qin Lang did have the idea of running away, but in this situation, it seems that Qin Lang has the final say whether to escape or not, because the gold The Taoist priest in robes has completely taken the initiative, and he seems to have seen through Qin Lang's attempt: "Escape? In front of this seat, you have no way to enter the earth, and no way to go to heaven!"
Sure enough, just as Qin Lang ran a few thousand meters away, the golden-robed Taoist priest had already appeared in front of him, blocking his way of escape.
In fact, Qin Lang's agility is not slow at all. He has entered the "demonized" state, and his current agility is no slower than Ke Zunbei Yujian's flying speed, but it is still not as fast as the golden-robed Taoist priest.
A Golden Core cultivator, as expected of a Golden Core cultivator, a cultivator who has stepped into the "Golden Core Avenue", really possesses incalculable strength.
"Leave it to me!"
The golden-robed Taoist shouted loudly, and slapped Qin Lang with his palm again. The palm formed a huge palm print, knocking Qin Lang off the cliff from mid-air, and fell heavily to the bottom of the valley, smashing countless rocks into pieces. At the same time, blood gushed out from his mouth.
"die-"
The golden-robed Taoist shouted again, and slapped Qin Lang down with all his strength, intending to slap Qin Lang to death like a fly, but Qin Lang, who was seriously injured and should have been unable to avoid the palm, miraculously avoided the palm and turned towards The golden-robed Taoist priest rushed over.