Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

Speedy!

The power of the earth!

森林守护！

Bronze body!

Hanging several layers of states on his body immediately doubled Zhang Jing's strength several times!

Speed ​​increases, strength increases, and defense increases!

when--!

The big halberd smashed, and suddenly blocked Tang Lang's knife in the chest.

Tang Lang suddenly felt his mouth go numb.

He was startled.

Why did the kid in front of him suddenly change in strength in such a short period of time?

"Come out with the strongest move, I still have to pick the fruit, I'm in a hurry."

Zhang Jing said seriously.

If you don't pick so many fruits, what if someone passes by and takes a fancy to these fruits?

Quickly end the battle and take the money to pick the fruit is the kingly way.

Tang Lang took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"God bestowed, fierce sword body!"

In Zhang Jing's perception, various majestic auras erupted from Tang Lang's body.

It was like an ancient ferocious beast roaring and neighing.

The shadow of a domineering long knife slowly formed above Tang Lang's head.

The knife seemed to be soaked in blood, full of murderous aura.

Not to mention Zhang Jing, who was the closest, even Gan Wencui, who was observing them from a distance of tens of meters, felt their scalps tingling and their hairs standing on end.

"Fuck me, I've heard that Tang Lang has the bottom card of the box, and it turned out to be a gift from God!" Wen was shocked.

"Tang Lang has never been to the Seventh Hall of Xuanwu. His god-gift should have been found in other ancient god relics. What luck." Gan sighed.

A divine bestowal is a special ability that can be cast without consuming divine power.

Those who can't get it, desperately want to get God's gift.

"cut!"

Tang Lang gave a low shout, and the shadow of the long knife above his head suddenly merged into the light of the knife in his hand.

In an instant, the light of the knife soared to five meters.

Suddenly cut off.

At the moment when the sword light was about to engulf Zhang Jing, Zhang Jing suddenly aroused the body of Tianjian.

Chin——!

His speed, defensive power, and physical strength skyrocketed.

Three spiritual swords with condensed divine power appeared immediately, attacking Tang Lang's three vital points from three different directions.

boom--!

The attacks of both sides fell on the other side.

A terrifying explosion suddenly appeared.

The air waves are rolling, and the aftermath bursts.

Centering on the point where the two fought, the surrounding trees were blown to pieces.

The three of Gan Wencui were ready to move.

"Boss, they really hurt both!" Wen licked his lips.

"Boss is really amazing! It has long been predicted that both of them will lose."

"Not only can we get rid of that kid, but we might even blackmail Tang Lang! If we tell us about it in the future, no matter who it is, it will look high on us!"

Cui rubbed his fingers and made a crackling sound.

Gan also smiled, "Who made me your boss, with me..."

He hadn't finished speaking yet, and there was laughter in the smoke.

Immediately afterwards, the strong wind blew away the dust, revealing a slender and powerful figure.

Tang Lang.

All of his clothes were torn apart.

The shoulder was pierced, and a long and narrow scar appeared on the rib.

At this moment, he was laughing out loud, full of fighting spirit.

"It's been a long time since I met such a strong opponent! I had a lot of fun fighting this fight!"

"However, it seems that you still lost..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Zhang Jing got up like a carp, pointed at Tang Lang's nose and cursed.

"Look at how many fruit trees you have destroyed! Don't you feel ashamed! Don't you blame yourself!"

"My heart aches! My heart is bleeding!"

"At this moment, you are still thinking about personal winning or losing! I am ashamed of you!"

The voice is full of air.

Apart from the same torn clothes on his body, there was no sign of any injuries.

Tang Lang, "..."

Can you match the atmosphere?

My hero cherishes heroes.

No matter how you open your mouth, you feel sorry for the fruit tree.

But even so, Tang Lang still felt a little admiration for Zhang Jing's strength in his heart.

He thought Zhang Jing had lost.

Unexpectedly, judging from the injuries of the two, he lost instead.

"Twenty thousand is too little, I'll transfer you fifty thousand." Tang Lang said.

Zhang Jing immediately stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Old Tang, we will be good brothers from now on, please fight with me when you have time."

"Of course, brothers belong to brothers. If you want to fight with me, you still have to pay, and it's still the price today."

Tang Lang smiled, "See you by fate!"

He waved his hand and left in ragged clothes.

Gan Wencui and the others froze in place.

"Boss, they don't seem to be both hurt." Wen whispered.

"Boss, are we still going?" Cui's voice trembled.

Gan was very embarrassed, but also very grateful.

Fortunately, he didn't play, otherwise he would definitely be played by these two people together.

Gan was silent for a while.

This kid can still gain the upper hand in a fight with Tang Lang.

Not much hurt now.

How dare they go up again.

Gan whispered, "We..."

At this time, Cui pointed at the woods and said pleasantly, "Boss! Look, that kid is coughing up blood!"

Gan looked back and was immediately happy.

It really is.

The kid was obviously exhausted, his face was pale, and he half-knelt down directly.

He also coughed up bloody sputum.

The airy look just now was all faked!

"Good boy, you almost fooled me!" Wen laughed loudly.

Cui glanced at Gan with admiration, "As expected of the boss, I already expected that everything this kid did just now was just a fake?"

"Boss, you deliberately waited until Tang Lang left before going up, you are simply a prophet!"

Gan smiled awkwardly, "Hahaha, you found out."

He took a deep breath and yelled, "Follow me!"

The three rushed out and appeared beside Zhang Jing in an instant, surrounding him.

Chapter 112 You three, do you have any treasures on you?

Zhang Jing showed surprise.

"It's you?!"

Cui grinned and said, "Boy, I didn't expect that! Last time you practiced medicine illegally and robbed us of our blood to refine copper. We haven't settled the debt yet!"

Wen rubbed his wrists and said darkly, "If you don't hand over all your money and treasure today, you will never leave here!"