Peach Luck Shuangxiu

Chapter 530 Invincible (3 more)

"Zhou Lang, you are an outsider, I don't want to take advantage of you, you should make a move first."

Seeing that Zhou Lang still looked down on him, Qing Ke immediately held back his anger and said, he knows Qiu Meng likes Zhou Lang, so he must not only suppress Zhou Lang in terms of cultivation, but also occupy Zhou Lang in terms of bearing and demeanor. upper hand.

"It's better for you to make the first move. You are at the peak of the Qi training period. If you don't make the first move, you will have no chance to make a move in front of me."

Zhou Lang said lightly, he was still standing so casually.

"What a big breath."

Qing Ke was angered by Zhou Lang's tone. You know, he is one of the top ten powerhouses of the younger generation in the tribe, and no one has ever looked down on him like this.

"Qingke, don't underestimate the enemy. Zhou Lang seems to be standing casually, but his casualness is in line with the way of heaven." Suddenly, an old man in the crowd said.

This old man is the elder of the tribe, and is of the same generation as the old patriarch. His strength is also among the top in the tribe.

"Senior Qingfeng said so, this Zhou Lang should be really not easy."

"Senior Qingfeng is right. He is standing there in disbelief. His whole body is full of flaws, but it seems that there are no flaws."

……

As soon as Elder Qingfeng opened his mouth, someone immediately commented.

Qingke is the grandson of Chief Qingfeng. Hearing what his grandfather said, he immediately calmed down and began to look and examine Zhou Lang again.

Before, he thought he could easily defeat Zhou Lang, but when he examined Zhou Lang's strength again, he was secretly surprised, because what his grandfather said was right, Zhou Lang seemed to be standing casually, but his imposing manner was majestic, which coincided with the gap between heaven and earth. of the truth.

"Let's shoot." Zhou Lang didn't dare to interrupt Qingfeng and the people around him, and said to Qingke calmly: "You'd better shoot with all your strength, or you will lose ugly."

"Accept!"

When Qingke was told by Zhou Lang, he couldn't bear it any longer. With a sway of his figure, he flew up into the air, and with a volley of palms, he sent towards Zhou Lang's chest.

The two were originally separated by dozens of meters, but in less than a tenth of a second, Qingke's palm had already reached Zhou Lang.

"It's so fast. Although I also like Saintess Qiumeng, I'm afraid I can't even stop Qingke's palm. It seems that I am not qualified to participate in the challenge."

Someone discussed it.

Zhou Lang still stood still. Although Qingke was fast, he slapped his palm calmly.

The two strands of true energy collided instantly.

Ah!

But at this moment, only Qingke yelled, and flew out backwards.

With this palm, Zhou Lang used a little bit of true energy, and Qingke flew upside down for several hundred meters, fell directly to the ground, and almost hit the surrounding onlookers.

At this moment, the onlookers were all shocked. You must know that Qing Ke was at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage, and he was only one step away from becoming a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but now, he was instantly killed by Zhou Lang.

This point, not to mention Qiu Meng and other people in the tribe, even the old patriarch was very surprised. He felt that no matter how strong Zhou Lang was, he was only at the peak level of the foundation period, which was about the same as him, but just now As soon as Zhou Lang made a shot, he knew that he had underestimated Zhou Lang, because even he couldn't knock Qing Ke into the air so easily.

He was sent flying hundreds of meters with one palm. According to common sense, Qing Ke was probably seriously injured, or even killed directly.

Just when the old patriarch complained about why Zhou Lang threw such a heavy hand after he said hello, Qingke who fell on the ground stood up.

Apart from his pale face, Qingke didn't see any injuries, but the animal skin clothes he was wearing were scratched on the ground.

"Send and receive freely? It seems that Zhou Lang is at least a master in the early stage of Jindan, and he has taken Jiuye Xuelian, and his body is full of true energy. Even if hundreds of people fight with him today, it is impossible to defeat him. The person Qiu Meng likes Really good."

The old patriarch was completely relieved, because he knew that Zhou Lang's palm just now seemed domineering, but in fact he kept his hand. Otherwise, Qingke would not have been injured.

"Qingke, go!"

After Qing Ke stood up, he stood there in a daze, and many people from his tribe encouraged him to fight Zhou Lang again. After all, he was not injured and was fully capable of fighting again.

"Zhou Lang's cultivation is unfathomable. You should give up. He has already held back just now. If he really teaches you a little lesson, you may have to lie in bed for a while."

Just when Qingke was struggling with whether he should fight Zhou Lang again, the voice of his grandfather Qingfeng suddenly rang in his ears.

"Zhou Lang, thank you for your mercy, I lost."

Qing Ke was stunned, and Yuan Yao clasped his fists to Zhou Lang to salute, and then pushed away.

I thought it was a big battle at first, but I didn't expect that the winner was decided with just one move. Many people who were preparing to fight Zhou Lang were desperate and didn't dare to stand up and challenge easily. You must know that Qingke is already one of them. The best among them, but Qingke was knocked into the air by Zhou Lang with just one move and surrendered.

"No one dares to challenge, right? If that's the case, it's a shame. When have the warriors of our tribe been so cowardly?"

"Even if they lose to Zhou Lang, if the battle continues, Zhou Lang may be defeated. In this case, the saint will not be taken away by Zhou Lang."

Some people commented that these were some married people who were disappointed with the performance of unmarried men, because no one in the tribe wanted the saint Qiumeng to marry an outsider.

"I come!"

"I come!"

The warriors in the tribe are of course very bloody. Many warriors did not participate in the Warrior’s Day to marry their wives before. It was because they were waiting for Qiumeng to become an adult. Now Qiumeng is full. Every unmarried warrior wants to have Qiu Meng, some young warriors who thought they were capable, naturally did not admit defeat so easily, and soon, seven or eight people stood up.

"You decide the order in which you will fight Zhou Lang." The old patriarch said to the seven or eight warriors.

"I'll come first!" A big man roared, he knew that he was not Zhou Lang's opponent, but now, he wanted to fight Zhou Lang to death, and he was willing to use it as a stepping stone to contribute.

"I'll come first!"

A few other people also roared, they knew very well that Zhou Lang could not be defeated without dozens of people fighting with each other, but they couldn't care less about it anymore, let people from the tribe marry Qiu Meng instead of Zhou Lang, an outsider It has become their biggest wish now.

"You don't need to argue, you go together." But Zhou Lang said.

"What?" Everyone who participated in the Warriors' Festival thought they had heard it wrong. No matter how powerful Zhou Lang was, he should be afraid of wheel battles, but now Zhou Lang wanted to fight eight at a time. If this continues, it will only accelerate the consumption of his true energy.

"What did you say?" asked a young warrior who stood up.

"You guys go together to save time," Zhou Lang said.

"Let's go together!"

The eight young warriors who played were not shy. They looked at each other, and then outflanked Zhou Lang. He had already seen Zhou Lang's strength, and they did not hesitate to defeat Zhou Lang in such a disgraceful way.

Although the nomads of Nine Dragons belong to the cultivation tribe, they are not very civilized. They rely on their powerful bodies and powerful martial arts to fight against the enemy. Although they also have simple martial arts, those martial arts are really inferior to Zhou Lang's martial arts. The difference is too far. You must know that Zhou Lang's martial arts are Wudang's techniques, and they are left by Sanfeng Zhenren, a wizard in the cultivation world.

However, these eight young warriors came outflanking them with a lot of momentum. They were all at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Their speed was very fast, charging like eight wild horses, and their momentum was astonishing.

Qiu Meng became a little worried, but Zhou Lang still stood there quietly, as if he didn't see the danger.

"Wolf Zhou, be careful."

Qiu Meng cried out, reminding Zhou Lang not to take it lightly.

Her reminder is enough to see her affection for Zhou Lang. It can be said that she has already regarded Zhou Lang as her man.

How could the people in the tribe not understand when she shouted like that?

In the past, many people pursued Qiu Meng, but were rejected by Qiu Meng, so many people in the tribe were heartbroken, and at the same time, their blood was aroused, and they felt that they must defeat Zhou Lang.

"Qiu Meng, don't worry." Zhou Lang still stood there very relaxedly, just smiled at Qiu Meng.

His smile is very contagious, when Qiu Meng sees him smiling, her worry gradually fades away.

And at this moment, eight young warriors also rushed in front of Zhou Lang.

Eight huge fists blasted towards Zhou Lang together.

They all used their true energy, so the eight fists broke open, and the sound was terrifying.

This time, Zhou Lang didn't make a move at all, he just stood there.

"do not want!"

Qiu Meng was shocked, her heart that had just calmed down a little bit, and she screamed in horror.

She couldn't understand why Zhou Lang didn't defend, attack, or counterattack. The full blow of these eight young warriors was enough to destroy a towering tree. But she was afraid that Zhou Lang would be killed directly.

Eight terrifying fists hit Zhou Lang.

hum!

Zhou Lang's body made the sound of metal being hit hard, and a golden light spread out to protect his body, easily dispelling all the terrifying strength of the eight fists.

He is at the peak of the golden core stage, and his physical body is already extremely strong, coupled with the protection of the body, these are still monks in the qi refining stage, how can they hurt him in the slightest.

Many people thought that Zhou Lang would be defeated, but Zhou Lang still stood there with a smile on his face.

The eight young warriors felt something was wrong, and they immediately wanted to change their tactics.

But they are still too late.

"open!"

With a soft shout from Zhou Lang, the momentum on his body suddenly radiated out, and a huge energy also radiated out.

The eight young warriors only felt a strong push, they couldn't stand their feet at all, and flew out backwards.

Like Qingke, the eight of them flew upside down for several hundred meters before falling to the ground, but they were basically uninjured.

"Zhou Lang, you are so powerful. We admit defeat, but there are tens of thousands of unmarried young men in our tribe. We all like the saint Qiumeng. You are an outsider. Don't want to marry Qiumeng. We young warriors I will fight with you, exhaust your true energy, and defeat you!"

Among the eight people, the one with the highest cultivation base clasped his fists at Zhou Lang and said.

"Since this is the case, those who want to challenge me can go together to save trouble." Zhou Lang smiled faintly.

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