C745 Tricks
C745 Tricks
Each of them had a powerful cultivation level. In his opinion, even if Yan Lang had a cultivation level, he would still be able to defeat them. * Hong Long...... *
"For the sake of being a disciple of the Southern Xia Martial Palace, I'll give you a way out. Cripple the cultivation level yourself and kowtow a hundred times to me. Perhaps, I'll spare your dog life once I'm happy..."
Zuo Ziyang said like a cat toying with a mouse.
"Get lost! The egg you brewed! Zuo Ziyang, come and fight me 300 rounds if you have the guts!"
Yan Lang was not afraid in the face of danger. At this time, even though he was in danger, he had a kind of fearless spirit.
Not only was there no fear in his eyes, a majestic desire to fight arose in them.
While Yan Lang was surrounded by the crowd, a hundred steps away from the dense forest, Loong Che's figure appeared like a ghost.
At this moment, he retracted his Qi and looked coldly at the scene in front of him. A killing intent emerged in his heart.
"The disciples of the Southern Xia Martial Palace are in such a mess... This should be the so-called number one disciple, Qing Tianzi, who brought disaster to this super power..."
Loong Che thought to himself.
"Yan Lang! You are ranked second in the Desolate Martial Hall in terms of combat strength. It would be a pity if you die here today. However, I will not spare you today no matter what! Otherwise, senior disciple Wu HaiLoong will be unhappy..."
After Zuo Ziyang finished speaking, his eyes turned cold. With a wave of his palm, a few disciples behind him rushed down.
"Go, kill him now!"
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The four disciples behind Zuo Ziyang unleashed their trump cards.
Rumble!
The air violently boiled under the attacks of these four people. As Profound Qi after Profound Qi shook, boundless killing intent spread out without any concealment.
Looking at the attacks of these four men, a thick fighting intent emerged on Yan Lang's face.
"Since you all are courting death, I'll send you all to hell today!"
After saying these words, Yan Lang unleashed his Mental Energy and pulled the silver daggers above his head.
Crash!
The silver daggers shone brightly. At this moment, they instantly charged at the four of them!
When others wanted to kill him, his killing intent also filled the air. It was not the slightest bit weaker than his opponent.
Bang, bang, bang...
After a wild and chaotic attack, the four disciples were in a somewhat miserable state. However, they forcefully swung and hacked at those daggers.
On the other hand, Yan Lang appeared to be in a much more miserable state.
These four disciples were all elites of the Heavenly Martial Hall. After a round of exchange, Yan Lang's aura immediately became dispirited.
The violent killing intent from before had actually disappeared without a trace.
Yan Lang's expression also became extremely ugly.
This appearance of Yan Lang caused Loong Che to frown.
This did not seem like his combat strength at all.
"Hahaha... Yan Lang, I never thought that you would be so vulnerable!"
Zuo Ziyang burst into laughter when he saw Yan Lang's reaction.
At the same time, a strong sense of disdain arose in his heart for Yan Lang.
* Hong! *
However, just as everyone was looking down on him, Yan Lang's spiritual energy erupted once again. It was several times stronger than the previous attack.
A huge and majestic energy poured out!
"Damn it! It's a scam!"