431: C431 Cracking hand

C431 Cracking hand

The Sixth Layer of Zhuwang Stage Warrior was angry and angry at the same time, his body continuously trembling, but he had to admit that he could not kill Xiao Lang!

Xiao Lang's defensive speed was always strong, especially his abnormal reaction speed. Every time he attacked, he would not be able to hit a fatal point. Xiao Lang's Vine possessed a mystical healing ability. If this continued, he would be killed by Xiao Lang sooner or later due to the exhaustion of his energy.

"Humph!"

Although he was unable to kill Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang still could not kill him. He could easily escape if he wanted to, so he laughed mockingly, "You little bastard, you think you can kill me with your little strength? Let's talk about it after reaching the fourth stage of Heavenly Devil Battle Arts! "You better escape quickly. Otherwise, if I report this matter to my family, you won't even know how you died!"

"You have no chance!"

Xiao Lang roared out, his body shooting up into the sky, the Vine had surrounded him and healed the injuries on his body, he then became a sharp arrow and shot towards the Sixth Layer of Zhuwang Stage rankers.

"Shameless boasting, die!"

The Zhuwang Stage Martial Cultivator's eyes lit up. If Xiao Lang wanted to fight him to the death, he might have a chance to look for flaws and kill Xiao Lang in one go.

Zhuwang Stage Martial Cultivator was not willing to be outdone by him, so he clashed head on. His body suddenly released the divine soul from behind him, causing Xiao Lang's eyes to light up, and the Vine also instantly flew out, flying straight towards the soul of the.

"Haha!" "You've been tricked!"

The laughed out loud, and his soul immediately returned into his body, and formed a huge palm in his hand, shooting towards the Wild Vetch Spirit.

He had naturally seen the Vine devouring the two Warrior's divine souls earlier. But now, with one move, Xiao Lang was able to lure the snake out of its hole.

"Die!"

It was already too late to retract the Vine, Xiao Lang did not plan to retract it, and quickly smashed towards the man's chest. The Zhuwang Stage Martial Cultivator sneered, the white Qi surrounding him swirled around, his body did not retreat, he continued to control the palm to strike at the Wild Vetch Spirit.

His Sixth Layer of Zhuwang Stage Realm, and his defense were extremely strong; he simply did not believe that Xiao Lang could break through his defenses. As long as he could withstand this fist, he would be able to severely injure Xiao Lang's soul. If his soul was severely injured, Xiao Lang would be injured, and at that time, he would definitely die!

"Die, God Cracking Hand!"

Xiao Lang's eyes were as cold as a ten thousand year glacier, and his sixth stage Zhuwang Stage was luring a snake out of its cave.

He had never used the Inherent skill that came from the mysterious Profound Stone, he was waiting for this moment!

"Buzz!"

An instant golden light flashed in front of Xiao Lang's iron fist, and countless dark golden small scales appeared on the surface of his skin. His ten fingers grew longer, becoming extremely sharp, like the claws of ten monsters, emitting a dark golden light that caused one's heart to palpitate.

"Hmm? "What is this?"

The Sixth Layer of Zhuwang Stage Warrior looked at Xiao Lang's mutated right hand in horror, sensing the ice cold Qi and the feeling of being able to destroy anything. He was scared out of his wits, and did not dare to continue controlling the palm print in the air, he immediately used all his strength to defend himself.

"Bam!"

A crisp sound rang out. Warrior of the sixth stage of Zhuwang Stage stared in disbelief at a golden arm that easily shattered the strong defense on his chest and shattered his heart.

"How is this possible ?"

The Warrior didn't understand how such a strong defense like his could be so easily penetrated by a single hand, even if it was the full strength of a king level seven stage Warrior. The scene before his eyes gradually blurred. The last remnant thought in his mind was that dark golden hand.

"Bam!"

The big handprint struck the Vine, and with a tremble, it shrank back by a few hundred meters. Xiao Lang's body also trembled from the pain as his body fell limply to the ground.

But even if his mind was about to explode, his eyes were still incomparably bright, just like the Sixth Layer of Zhuwang Stage Warrior. He did not dare believe what he was seeing in his mutated right hand.

God Cracking Hand!

The additional Inherent skill that Profound Stone possessed was actually this terrifying? He seemed to be ignoring any defense?0

It had to be known that even if he channeled all his power into his Heavenly Devil Battle Arts, the Warrior s who had stabbed into the first level of each king would still feel the resistance. The resistance towards the third stage of the was even greater. However, at this moment, when he attacked the Sixth Layer of Zhuwang Stage Warrior, he felt as if he had stabbed into mud, and there was no resistance at all!

Could God Cracking Hand really break a spirit? Xiao Lang didn't know, but he reckoned that even if the Warrior s were ambushed by him, they would most likely be killed as well.

The Vine quickly withdrew and wrapped Xiao Lang's body around it. He laid on his back on the ground and continued to look at his right hand with incomparable curiosity and excitement.

"Swoosh!"

Little White, who was below, felt that the battle above had ended. It came out from underground and started to lick Xiao Lang's face affectionately.

"Qingming!"

Xiao Lang woke up, and immediately rushed down, ignoring his headache, he found Qing Ming inside the cave, and heaved a sigh of relief when he realised that he was not dead yet.

The Vine extended its body to entangle Qing Ming, and Qing Ming's injuries began to heal at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye. However, because of the excessive blood loss, he was still extremely weak and had yet to wake up.

"Little White, get those Sumeru Ring s off their corpses immediately!"

Xiao Lang sat on the ground to rest and told Little White that he needed to point out the Sumeru Ring he was wearing. Little White blinked its eyes to show that it understood and ran upwards.

Soon, Whitey came back with eight Sumeru Ring s. There were bloodstains on the rings. Clearly, it had bitten off its finger with its teeth.

"Ugh ?"

Qing Ming finally woke up, and looked around him in a daze. In the end, his gaze stopped at Xiao Lang, and exclaimed: "Xiaolanglang, you're still alive? "Huh ?" Why are we still here? Where are the Warrior s? "

"I killed him!" Qing Ming did not believe him and looked at him suspiciously. After all, that group of people were all Rankers and the last one was at least at the 4th or 5th level of the Rankers.

"Hehe, let's go. Let's leave this place first!"

Xiao Lang did not explain anything and rushed up with Qing Ming, Little White and the rest. When they came out of the ground, he immediately took out the Sumeru Ring's chariot and jumped onto it with them.

"Ugh ?" Did you really kill those people? Xiaolanglang, how did you do it? " Qing Ming looked at the corpses floating on the island and the sea with a wide open mouth and a strange look in his eyes.

"Heh heh, I've been through two inner demons! His strength is at the third level of the kings! "

Xiao Lang explained, and then laughed leisurely: "Lord Qing Ming, didn't you say that no one in the Divine Soul Continent has been able to get through the inner demons twice? Heh heh, I've passed my days here and now! "

Ah!" You little brat are a freak! " Qing Ming let out a long and bitter sigh. His body was still weak. He didn't say anything more, swallowed a pellet, and began to recuperate.

Qing Ming's body was not strong, and it seemed like he wouldn't be able to recover in a short while. Xiao Lang muttered to himself and decided to channel Profound Qi into the chariot to prevent the chariot's energy from being exhausted.

With his soul in his body, he told Little White and Qing Ming to pay attention to what was ahead of them. The spirit qi from the heaven and earth continued to gush into Xiao Lang's body, transforming into Profound Qi.

"Hmm?"

After cultivating for a while, Xiao Lang suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with suspicion. Because he realized that the Profound Qi in his veins were different, as if... It turned into a white stream that resembled a Zhuwang Stage Martial Cultivator.

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