Seeing that their palms were about to meet in the air, Feng Lang suddenly changed his move and drew a strange arc in the air with his right palm. Unexpectedly, Qingying avoided her palm wind and slashed to one side. Qingying didn't even think about it. Driven by his consciousness, Fenzhang followed closely. At this moment, Fenglang's left paw that had been hidden behind him suddenly became powerful, carrying frightening wind and spiritual power. Qingying's wrist. By the time Qingying discovered something was wrong, it was already over and Qingying could not crack it even if he tried his best.
Just as Qingying's mind was shaking, Hu Li suddenly let out a roar and thrust in from one side.
Just as Feng Lang felt his mind tremble, he caught a strong wind composed of pure spiritual power at the corner of his eye, traveling across his chest. Feng Lang has profound cultivation and good eyesight. As soon as he saw this Gang Feng, he immediately realized that if he did nothing and allowed it to happen, he would certainly be able to catch Qing Ying, but he would have to pay a heavy price. .
Not caring to think about why a third-level monk could unleash such a powerful blow, Feng Lang hurriedly retracted his left claw, turned into a fist at the same time, and spit out a punch that condensed at least 70% of his spiritual power, straight towards Hu Li's strong wind hit him.
The two collided in the air, making a loud rumbling sound. Hu Li immediately took three steps back. Feng Lang also felt uncomfortable, his arms were numb and his body was trembling, and he finally took a small step back. [
"What a profound spiritual power!" Feng Lang shouted involuntarily, looking at Hu Li with eyes full of admiration.
Hu Li also looked at him and nodded frequently, his face full of admiration.
"Everyone, don't worry about me, come together! Even if these people have three heads and six arms, they must pay the price!" Uncle Quan fell into Qingying's hands, but he was not afraid at all, and roared at the crowd of casual cultivators. stop.
It was obvious that these casual cultivators respected and loved Fenglang from the bottom of their hearts. Before Uncle Quan's roar had dissipated, all the casual cultivators stepped forward and forced them towards Qin Dong and others.
Although the cultivation of these casual cultivators is not high, there are many of them, and it seems that they are not bad people. Asking Qin Dong to let go and deal with them without any scruples, he really couldn't do it.
"Everyone, please listen to Feng Lang!" Just when Qin Dong couldn't think of a proper solution and was in a dilemma, Feng Lang suddenly opened his arms and blocked the group of casual cultivators who were pressing towards Qin Dong and the others. .
"Everyone, this is just a misunderstanding between Feng and them. Feng will resolve it properly. You don't have to stand up for Feng. However, everyone's thoughts are shared by Feng!"
"Master Feng, who among us has not received your favor? Now that you are using us, how can we all stand by and watch? You don't have to be embarrassed. There is no need to be polite when dealing with these evil people!" Uncle Quan shouted loudly .
"Who do you think is the evil person?" When Qingying heard this, he became furious and exerted force on his hands. Uncle Quan immediately fell to the ground with pain on his face.
"Stinky girl, kill me if you dare!" Uncle Quan must have been a strong-willed man when he was young. When he got old, he would rather die than surrender, which is admirable.
"Girl, please show mercy!" Feng Lang shouted hurriedly, not wanting to see Uncle Quan suffer.