"Pu" the sweat on Qin Lang's forehead fell to the ground.

Having a dangerous journey made him more alert to the people in front of him.

Angering Feng Buping may not be a good choice, this will only allow him to fight with all his strength, and there will be fewer opportunities he can take advantage of.

But if you think about it carefully, Qin Lang wants the opportunity of the strong captain, rather than surviving.

It may not be a bad thing to fight hard last time.

Drawing out the long sword, Qin Lang gathered all the murderous aura and bloody energy on the blade and waved the wind in front of him.

The two collided fiercely.

At this time, Feng Buping did not draw his sword, but instead grasped the dark red sword with his hand.

Feeling Qin Lang's power, Feng Buping's eyes were a little surprised.

"You kid really hide your strength, but that's fine, otherwise you wouldn't even be qualified to draw my sword."

After saying "Wind-Current Palm", the hand holding the long sword suddenly evolved into a set of palm techniques. With a push forward, Qin Lang's body retreated more than twenty steps.

When Qin Lang stabilized his body, his long sword began to shake.

Such a power is indeed powerful. Feng Buping had such a level before drawing his sword. Such achievements are definitely the best among young people of the same age.

At this moment, Qin Lang felt glad that if he hadn't had the blood and energy from last night, he would have been killed in one round, even if Alissa was added.

Sometimes, he really missed the days before, the stage of the demon escorting.

Then he wouldn't have worked so hard.

However, imagination is the thing that should be more popular.

At the moment, Qin Lang's opponent is not peaceful.

He can't be careless when fighting such a person.

Especially Feng Buping, who has drawn his sword.

Afterwards, Qin Lang raised the long sword, and the sword spirit Alisa inside the blade responded quickly.

The next moment, the blood and energy in the long sword quickly combined with the murderous energy on Qin Lang.

A small giant with a height of about three meters appeared like that. In the little giant's hand, I had a Shura Demon Sword that was more than two meters long.

After seeing this scene, the referees and audiences on the court couldn't help but admire Qin Lang's strength.

Compared with the third stage of the Huanyuntian stage record on the data, Qin Lang obviously has greater ability. This strategy of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is really wonderful.

But then again, Feng Buping in front of him is not a tiger. His identity is the same as a real dragon. How can a mere tiger in the mountains and forests compete with the real dragon soaring in the sky and the earth?

This battle is doomed to be a failure for Qin Lang.

Feng Buping turned his gaze on Qin Lang. When he saw the little giant appear, his condition was much more serious than before.

The 7-foot long sword flashed, and a dazzling light shot towards Qin Lang.

"Die after my Wind Blade II."

Compared with the empty-hand attack, the Wind Blade Second Slash is more than twice as fast.

Faced with the sudden offensive, Qin Lang, who was accumulating strength, was also caught off guard.

And at this moment, Alisa, who is the sword spirit, assumed the responsibility of defense.

"Master, just keep the breath condensed and the defense is left to me. I can still withstand one slash, otherwise I will embarrass the vampire clan."

A firm voice can make Qin Lang fearlessly prepare for attack.

As he spoke, Alisa floated out of the long sword and made an unknown gesture on her chest.

"Vampire Shield."

Blood gradually gathered on Alisa's chest. When the wind blade approached Qin Lang, a dark red round shield appeared.

This thing came out very timely and just blocked the attack on Qin Lang.

The sound of "dong" heavy metal hitting sounded throughout the ring.

With a storm of smoke sweeping over, the result of the two's collision has become what everyone expects.

When the ring returned to calm, a shield divided into two appeared in the eyes of all the audience.

Behind the shield, Alisa was using her body to bear the aftermath of the attack.

At this time, there were scratches on her chest, arms and neck to varying degrees. Obviously, Alisa did not get any benefits from the collision just now.

Feng Buping saw Alisa's condition and snorted coldly.

"Moths to the fire are seeking death."

"Little girl, what's the point of guarding this guy? Why don't you come to my sword spirit? I can guarantee that this guy will die soon."

After hearing Feng Buping's words, Alisa showed a very disdainful smile on her face.

Immediately afterwards, Alisa put down her broken shield.

His body slightly opened, and Qin Lang behind him was completely exposed.

Unlike before, I was the little giant who was later evolved a second time. At this time, his size was a circle bigger and he was nearly 6 meters tall. The name Little Giant is obviously no longer suitable for him.

At the same time, while the little giant's body doubles, it also represents a great increase in its power.

The momentum is so strong that the new giant's power seems unstoppable.

After Qin Lang was fully prepared, facing attacks from other regions, Alisa said in a deep voice: "Alisa, you have done a good job, just leave the next thing to me."

"It's time for this guy to see my skills."

After saying that, the weapon in the hands of the new giant became larger again.

The aura generated by it quickly created cracks on the ring, some of which were as thick as a thumb, and some could even be comparable to the waist of an ordinary woman.

Seeing this, Feng Buping's expression became more serious.

Immediately afterwards, he said in a cold voice: "Okay, you can finally force me to use the complete Wind Blade Sixteen Swords."

"Only this kind of strength will make the game more interesting."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Buping's footsteps moved quickly. After a breath, 16 afterimages appeared.

Judging from its appearance, every afterimage seems to occupy a very important position.

They cooperated with each other and seemed to have no flaws.

These moves are easy to appear, and Qin Lang has become solemn, but as the old saying goes, you must pull out a mule or a horse. It is impossible to prove anything by just being a momentum.

As his mind sank, Qin Lang took a step towards the side, and this action was like a valve controlling a giant.

I saw this big guy immediately lifted his weapon.

The real red aura soon formed a field in the ring.

When this thing appears, the people around you will be weakened, and the referee can intuitively feel this.
Chapter completed!