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After being swept away by Xue Hanniao's skill Jedi Ice for a round, only some slightly stronger characters were still lingering, and the others had already lay down on the ground and turned into popsicles.

"presumptuous!"

Lin Yedong, the owner of Feixian Pavilion, yelled angrily. Originally, he thought that those people would teach Qin Lang a severe lesson, or kill Qin Lang directly.

But unexpectedly, Qin Lang killed his guests instead. Doing this kind of thing is tantamount to provoking them. Now he has a reason to act, so he will not bear it any longer.

Qin Lang looked at Lin Yedong who was rushing towards him with strange eyes. Didn't he see Wu Tianping's embarrassment just now, and now he dared to attack himself with a sword swaggeringly.

Of course, Lin Yedong saw Qin Lang's coquettish operation just now, or it was because he saw it that he made the bold move now. In his opinion, Qin Lang's skill is so strong, and the cooling time must be very long, one and a half hours He will definitely not be able to use it again 27.

However, Qin Lang quickly told him with the facts—he was thinking too much.

Lin Yedong was still on the way towards Qin Lang, the sword in his hand broke free from his hand, and then slashed at him.

Lin Yedong's eyes suddenly became blank, and he was shocked, how could Qin Lang use black magic to control his sword again?

It's too scary that such a powerful skill has no cooldown time!

Whether it is for players or NPCs, weapons are extremely important. Without weapons, they are as heavy as a useless person.

He hurriedly took out a spare sword and equipped it, and immediately launched a strong attack on the sword in front, hoping that the damage caused by that sword would bounce back to Qin Lang.

However, he still thought too much. When he smashed the sword that belonged to him with his skills, Qin Lang was still unscathed. His heart was bleeding. It took countless painstaking efforts to forge it. His sword was broken just like that, and the most embarrassing thing was that he chopped it into pieces himself.

He fixed his eyes and stared at Qin Lang fiercely. He swore that he would definitely make this brat pay the price in blood!

"Peerless Shadow Sword Skill!"

Lin Yedong yelled, and his whole body suddenly became erratic, like a ghost, and the sword in his hand was also shining brightly, exuding silver light.

However, just as he was about to stab Qin Lang, a huge force suddenly came from his hand. In his blank eyes, the silver sword broke free from his palm again, and then jumped onto his head. Suddenly chopped down.

Lin Yedong hurriedly stretched out his hands to block the sword, and immediately there were two big bloodstains on his arm.

His face became extremely ugly. Could it be that no matter how many swords he took out, Qin Lang could be controlled at will? This is simply too strong to be outrageous!

Has he really inherited the mantle of Sword God?

Originally, he thought it was just rumors spread by people in the world, but now it seems that the rumors are very likely to be true.

Qin Lang controlled the sword to attack Lin Yedong, and the Xuehanniao beside him was chasing the others. Facing the powerful eighty-one Xuehanniao, they had no power to fight back

"Even Master Zhenhui can only run away, his pet is so powerful!" Someone exclaimed.

But at this moment, the Master Zhenhui they were talking about was being chased by three Xue Hanniao so closely that he lost his shoes.

At this time, he took out a piece of talisman and said in panic: "Master, save me!"

The moment he finished speaking, the talisman paper glowed with golden light, and the next moment it burst into flames.

Seeing that the three snow-cold birds were about to catch up to him, a golden halo suddenly appeared in the sky, and a figure stepped out of the halo immediately.

Seeing the three snow-cold birds planning to attack Zhenhui, the visitor frowned slightly, and then read out word by word: "Om——well——ba—————— —

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Immediately, six mysterious-looking big golden characters spewed out from his mouth, hitting the three snow-cold birds in unison.

When the first character "唵" collided with the Xuehanniao, the Xuehanniao was blown away, and the second big character "Well" immediately chased after it, instantly giving the Xuehanniao's figure a shot. It's gone.

The rest of the golden characters were planed in the same way, and in just a few blinks, the snow-cold bird disappeared.

Knowing that the two clones of the Chaos Swallowing Beast had been wiped out, Qin Lang couldn't help but looked over there, thinking to himself that this old monk who had just arrived was a stubborn stubble.

Seeing the figure of the old monk, the fleeing people hurriedly called for help: "Master Xuanzhi, save us quickly!"

"Master Xuanzhi!"

"He is Master Xuanzhi, the legendary monk of Xuanyin Temple?"

"I heard that back then he only lost to Lin Xinghe by one stroke, otherwise he would be the leader of the martial arts today.

Listening to those people's gossip, Qin Lang also knew that this monk had a lot of background, so he became cautious.

"What's going on?" Xuanzhi asked.

The Zhenhui who called him hastily stepped forward and explained it to him, without embellishing it, but in a very angry tone.

After listening to it, Xuan Zhi immediately understood, it is no wonder that these people are furious, after all, they spent a lot of money to get on the Feixiantai, and now they have to return empty-handed, it is naturally unacceptable.

Even his nephew borrowed some money from him. Originally, he didn't know what it was, but he didn't expect to come here to 410 to try his luck.

He couldn't help but glared at Zhenhui, and Zhenhui faltered instantly, and lowered his head timidly.

Although he was very dissatisfied with this ineffective nephew, he still had to stand up for him, otherwise he would not be able to borrow his own money.

Xuan Zhi walked towards Qin Lang, and slowly said: "This benefactor, as the saying goes, happiness alone is not as good as happiness with others, why don't you generously donate some to stop Youyou's mouth?"

Hearing what he said, Qin Lang was immediately amused. Fortunately, he thought the old monk was some kind of eminent monk, but he didn't expect him to say such shameless words!

He smiled and replied: "Master, why don't you take out the incense money in your temple and have fun with the people all over the world? This is a good thing for the benefit of all people!"

"You!" Before Xuan Zhi could speak, Zhen Hui pointed at Qin Lang angrily, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"Amitabha." Na Xuanzhi recited the Buddha's name, and then said: "Almsgiver, this is an improper acquisition by you, and you shouldn't have it alone!"

Qin Lang waved his hand, and said impatiently: "It is my greatest kindness to let them go, Master, don't challenge my bottom line."

Xuanzhi clasped his hands together and said: "Since the benefactor insists on doing this, the old monk will only be offended."