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Chapter 1388 The Unbeatable Xiaoqiang!

Seeing Qin Yang being so arrogant, those old monks were all furious.

"Since you are obsessed with your obsession, the old Taoist will give you a ride!"

The shabby old man stomped heavily on the ground, and the cracked ground under his feet turned into a piece of powder, and his figure was also swept away.The whisk in the hand is like a goddess scattering flowers, and the strands are like needles.

Another old man was holding a giant shark-toothed blade. With a cold light, the shadow of the blade shrouded Qin Yang overwhelmingly.

The few remaining people attacked the Shura Banshee one after another.

In their view, although Qin Yang's strength has skyrocketed, he does not pose any threat. The most important thing right now is to kill the Shura Banshee, so as to avoid any accidents and let her escape.

Facing the ferocious attack of the two old men, Qin Yang's eyes turned cold, and he held Xuanyuan Sword in his hand to meet them.

This Xuanyuan sword is worthy of being the number one magic weapon in China, just holding it in the hand, there is an aura of dominance bursting out, and it is invincible.

"One sword breaks mountains and rivers!"

Qin Yang swiped his sword flatly, and the light of the long sword soared, extending several feet long, carrying a breath of vastness and remoteness, as if it could cut nine heavens upwards and the nether world downwards!
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The whisk in the old Taoist's hand was cut into pieces.

The old Taoist shrank his pupils, squeezed out a formula, and placed it on the whisk. The broken whisk turned into long silk threads, dancing in the air, and sprayed towards Qin Yang like a torrent.

At the same time, another old man came with a knife, and merged with the old Taoist's attack.

boom--

The two powerful forces collided, bursting out with a majestic impact, and destroyed like a shattered ancient.

The two old men flew upside down at the same time, spurting out blood.

But Qin Yang just took a few steps back, fixed his eyes on the two old men, suddenly stretched out a finger, opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out two loud words: "Zheng! Dao!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to stand still.

The two old men were horrified to find that their bodies seemed to be restricted by something, their Dao heart was unstable, and their kung fu was running slowly, like a millstone.

Swish!
Qin Yang swung his sword again, and an extremely fierce golden light stretched out from the tip of the sword. Under the dull eyes of everyone, it instantly cut off the heads of the two old men.

Blood spurted out of the neck like a spring, and the two corpses also fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

If the old man was unprepared before and was killed by Qin Yang's surprise attack, then the two old men were confronted head-on at this moment, but they were decapitated in just one move. This Qin Yang's strength is too terrifying.

Those old monks who had besieged the Shura banshee looked horrified, looked at each other, changed their targets, and rushed towards Qin Yang.

At this moment, they have reached a consensus, to kill Qin Yang first, and then kill the Shura Banshee!
"Three Poison Heavens One Palm!"

"Wanhua Wushuang!"

"Mie You!"

"..."

All the monks exhibited their spells and made their moves together, forming an offensive capable of destroying the world.The ground below collapsed a few inches directly under this coercion.

"Damn, it's so uninteresting!"

Qin Yang's complexion changed, seeing that the Shura banshee not only didn't intend to help, but watched the show with a smile, cursed secretly, and quickly resisted.

He drew out the Zhuxian sword and held one hand with Xuanyuan sword, his whole body's power exploded in an instant, and he went up to meet the enemy!

"Oh!"

At the moment of the impact, the earth trembled like an earthquake, making a loud noise that was deafening.

Layers of air waves swept away continuously, and even the spectators ten miles away also used their exercises, subconsciously stepped back, and their faces were extremely pale.

After a while, the dust gradually dispersed, but Qin Yang's figure was no longer there.

After searching carefully, he found that in a broken rock, he was lying quietly, motionless, his clothes were torn, and there was a trail of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Qin Yang!"

The pretty faces of Zhong Lingxuan and the girls suddenly changed, and they wanted to go over, but were stopped by Murong Xiyao, so they could only nervously look at Qin Yang on the ground, feeling extremely anxious.

"Finally dead."

Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Some of the monks watching the battle had smiles on their faces, sweeping away their previous solemnity and timidity, and their minds were extremely happy.

"I have long said that this kid is looking for death. Look, he finally obediently went to the West Paradise."

"It's amazing to be able to fight against those ancestors. It's a pity that the consequence of being a chariot with one's arms is to seek one's own death."

"Haha, I can't wait to go back to the family right now, and tell the patriarch and other elders the good news. We must set up a banquet to celebrate."

"Once Qin Yang dies, the ancient martial arts world will be much more peaceful."

"..."

Facing Qin Yang's fall, everyone was delighted, and some even drew the attention of Qin Yang's woman.

The old monks who were also injured also showed wry smiles.These old monsters tried their best to kill Qin Yang with one blow, which was somewhat embarrassing.

click-

At this moment, the sound of a stone breaking was heard.

Everyone was stunned and stared, only to see Qin Yang who had been lying on the ground staggered to his feet, with a pair of black eyes full of strong murderous intent.

what! ?

This kid is not dead yet! !
Seeing Qin Yang standing there, all the monks were terrified. He was able to withstand such a strong blow and survive tenaciously. Could this guy really be a Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death?
But Zhong Lingxuan and the girls showed joyful smiles, and the stone in their hearts fell.

"Xiaomeng, increase the degree of forced fusion to 20% for me!"

Qin Yang said coldly.

"Good host."

As Xiaomeng's voice fell, the degree of fusion on the screen changed again, climbing from the previous 18% to the limit of 20%.

At the same time, Qin Yang's muscles slowly bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, like cast steel, the strength in his body soared by a layer, and his strength also increased by a few points.

"Hmph, this kid has rough skin and thick flesh, and he survived. But he is probably just a useless person now, let the old man send him back to the west!"

An old man flicked his body, came to Qin Yang, and slapped the opposite door with his palm.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up with Qin Yang at the center, black hair covered his eyes in the light dance, and the pair of violent eyes could be vaguely seen.

The old man was stunned, seeing those cold eyes, he felt a sense of crisis inexplicably, and was about to retreat, but saw Qin Yang stretch out a fist and hit him on the head.

boom!
This punch was unremarkable, but it was unavoidable. It directly smashed the old man's head, and scattered red and white ones all over the ground!
At this moment, almost everyone was stunned.

They thought that Qin Yang had become a piece of meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered, but they didn't expect his strength to rise again, killing a top expert again, as if he hadn't suffered any harm before.

Is this guy... a human?

A sense of despair and powerlessness suddenly rose in everyone's hearts. Fighting with such a perverted person is afraid that they will have psychological shadows for the rest of their lives.

Those monks who were preparing to celebrate just now were all lifeless and ashen-faced.

(End of this chapter)