Xiao Lang did want to take away Yang Hong's Qingming Spear directly, but he didn't expect that the latter would still have such a method, so he could only let go now.

After all, the Qingming Spear is a world artifact. The spear light it inspires is not something to wait for. If it is hit, it will not cut off his arm, but it is not difficult for him to take away the pain of flesh and blood, even if he has a sage. Thunder Body Protector is no exception.

In view of this, Xiao Lang chose to give up temporarily. Without knowing Yang Hong's combat mode, he was unwilling to suffer this injury. In case this Qingming spear had poisonous attributes hidden in it, he would suffer a great loss. .

"Xiao Lang, **** Qingming marksmanship!"

Seeing Xiao Lang let go of his palm, Yang Hong immediately retracted the Qingming Spear, and then shouted loudly.

Qingming Spear Technique, a mid-level world magical skill, is Yang Hong’s famous stunt. It is powerful, and it can be used with Qingming Spear to perform powerful attacks. I didn’t know how many powerful monks were in the end. Under his Qingming marksmanship.

After speaking, Yang Hong didn't hesitate to dance the Qingming Spear, using his Qingming Spear.

"Chichi!"

In an instant, the sharp spear light burst out on the Qing Ming spear, and the body of the Qing Ming spear burst out with a strong cyan luster.

"Qing Ming stabbed Changhong!"

Just listening to Yang Hong's low cry, the Qing Ming spear pierced straight out, and the cyan luster on the Qing Ming spear became more intense in an instant. It turned into a dazzling beam of light, piercing the sky and piercing directly at Xiao Lang's position. Away.

Xiao Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that the power of the marksmanship was definitely not bad, so he didn't dare to underestimate him and immediately blocked him.

What Xiao Lang shot was a golden dragon-like wheel. The two beams of light converged in the void to form a huge golden light wheel, setting an obstacle in front of him.

"boom!"

The next moment, the light beam of the Qingming spear hit the dragon elephant golden wheel, and an ear-splitting impact sounded.

What made Xiao Lang slightly happy was that the golden dragon elephant wheel actually blocked the light beam of the Qingming spear, and was not broken through the defense.

However, his joy only lasted for a short time, and it disappeared completely. The reason was that Yang Hong used the second magical skill of "Green Underworld Stabbing Changhong". Under the attack of two green underworld light pillars, the dragon elephant The golden wheel was no longer able to stop it, and burst open with a crash.

Xiao Lang was a little helpless, it seemed that the low-grade world magical skills could not stop Yang Hong's Qingming marksmanship.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lang decided to switch from defense to offense and take the initiative to attack, which would greatly improve his winning rate.

Therefore, Xiao Lang flew out immediately and flew towards Yang Hong.

"Want to fight close combat?"

Seeing Xiao Lang flying towards him, Yang Hong immediately saw Xiao Lang's thoughts, and then sneered.

I saw him dancing the Qing Ming spear again. This time, the Qing Ming spear did not burst out from the Qing Ming spear, but there were thousands of sharp spear lights splitting from the Qing Ming spear.

"Qing Ming fell into the rain!"

Yang Hong shouted again and waved his hands. The ten thousand spear lights that hovered around immediately burst out, like a violent storm, overwhelming the sky, completely blocking Xiao Lang's path.

Xiao Lang frowned slightly, Yang Hong's fighting consciousness was indeed good, and it made him feel invulnerable.

However, Xiao Lang did not step back. Yang Hong's fighting consciousness was good, but it was a pity that he was the one he encountered.

With a wave of Xiao Lang's arm, a silver light flew out, transforming into a silver dragon in the void.

The size of the silver dragon is not very large, but its strength has reached the late stage of the world. The powerful dragon body is full of silver light, and a pair of huge dragon eyes are cold and godlike.

As soon as the silver dragon appeared, it was a dragon wagging its tail, a huge dragon tail swept out, and a large spear light was blown away.

Xiao Lang seized the opportunity, flew out immediately, passed through the heavy siege, and came to Yang Hong.

"boom!"

Xiao Lang immediately punched it, which was also an ordinary punch, but with the blessing of the Holy Thunder Body, it became infinitely powerful.

Yang Hong hurriedly responded with his spear, swinging his spear, and swept towards Xiao Lang's fist.

"Boom!"

The two collided immediately, and a metal-like collision sounded.

Yang Hong's complexion changed, because he felt a huge force from the body of the Qingming Spear, which shook his mouth, and the Qingming Spear almost flew out.

"This guy... what a strong power!"

Yang Hong looked ugly, Xiao Lang finally passed through his defensive circle and came close to him.

He knew that Xiao Lang should have cultivated a powerful technique for refining the body, his physical fitness was very powerful, and his close combat had a great advantage.

Therefore, Yang Hong retreated suddenly and wanted to distance himself from Xiao Lang.

It’s a pity that Xiao Lang would not be as he intended. He chased after him and did not give Yang Hong a chance to distance himself. In the process of chasing, Xiao Lang kept punching and playing all kinds of world magical skills. Hong was in a hurry, in a panic, and even suffered some injuries.

"Yang Hong, I'll help you!"

At this moment, Zheng Fei's voice came over. He had suffered a dark loss in Xiao Lang's hand just now, and had been working hard to adjust, and now he was almost recovered, so he joined the battle again.

Yang Hong looked happy when he saw this, facing Xiao Lang's attack alone, he was almost unable to hold it, if Zheng Fei did not come again, he would definitely lose within 20 strokes.

At the moment, Yang Hong immediately flew towards Zheng Fei, and the two would soon reunite.

"Hurry up and stop him!"

Yang Hong immediately urged that he was injured and could not face the enemy alone.

Zheng Fei didn't hesitate, and hurriedly shot out, trying to stop Xiao Lang.

Yang Hong wielded the Qingming spear and stabbed three sharp spear lights, which temporarily stopped Xiao Lang.

Yang Hong and Zheng Fei took the opportunity to stay away.

It is a pity that their attack only stopped Xiao Lang for a moment, and was defeated by the latter.

"Where to run!"

Xiao Lang shouted in a low voice, and with a thunder light on his body, he immediately showed his love and disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already caught up with Yang Hong and Zheng Fei.

"Damn, why is this guy so fast!"

Yang Hong and Zheng Fei looked horrified, and they hurriedly shot, punching out their fists and spears, but both were easily cracked by Xiao Lang.

"Fantastic! Now it's my turn."

Xiao Lang sneered, knowing that Yang Hong and Zheng Fei had no means to use them, so he speeded up and shortened the distance between them.

When the distance between the two sides reached a suitable position, Xiao Lang suddenly waved and summoned the Thunder Dragon.

"spread!"

As soon as Xiao Lang waved his hand, the thunder dragon roared immediately, scattered into countless terrifying lightning energy that filled the void, and the surrounding area instantly turned into a sea of ​​lightning.

But Xiao Lang clenched his fists, and the silver light on the fist front was like the day. As Xiao Lang opened his posture, the lightning energy immediately seemed to be summoned, and Xiao Lang was all absorbed onto the fist front.

After that, Xiao Lang slammed his fist and blasted towards Yang Hong and Zheng Fei in front.

"Sheng Lei Zhenquan!"

Xiao Lang let out a low cry, and in an instant, the lightning energy on the fist front gushed out, forming a thunder and lightning fist mark, and attacked frantically.

The Saint Thunder True Fist that Xiao Lang played was the Saint Thunder True Fist he learned before the assessment!

This is a genuine mid-level world magical skill, matched with his saint thunder body in the Xiaocheng realm, with a punch and shocking power.

"not good!"

The expressions of Yang Hong and Zheng Fei changed. They could feel an extremely terrifying oppression from Xiao Lang's punch. It was a force they could not resist. Once they were hit, they would undoubtedly lose.

"This bastard, actually still has a hand!"

Zheng Fei gritted his teeth. Originally, he thought Xiao Lang's methods should be about the same. Although the latter could not defeat Xiao Lang because of his strong physical fitness, Xiao Lang did not even want to defeat them, but he did not expect Xiao Lang to actually Still retaining such a powerful tactic, this time they completely fell into a disadvantage.

What made them even more depressed was that because they were too close, they could no longer avoid Xiao Lang's Sheng Lei Zhen Fist.

"Fight!"

At the moment, Zheng Fei and Yang Hong looked at each other, and both eyes flashed a cruel look, and then they shot one after another. Zheng Fei still played his masterful skill Qianshan Shenquan, while Yang Hong displayed it. Qingming marksmanship.

For a moment, the overwhelming peaks and mountains and the strong blue light beam burst out together, greeted Xiao Lang's Sheng Lei Zhen fist flashing with thunder and lightning.

"boom!"

The next moment, the attacks of the two sides collided. This collision was more powerful than any previous one, and the space was completely distorted.

What made Zheng Fei and Yang Hong feel desperate was that their attacks were as weak as thin paper in front of Xiao Lang's Saint Lei Zhenquan, and could not resist the opponent's offensive at all, and they were directly shattered.

It's almost a crushing gesture!

"Boom!"

The magical skills of Zheng Fei and Yang Hong were completely shattered, and the remaining power of Saint Thunder True Fist completely blasted on them.

"Puff!"

Zheng Fei and Yang Hong instantly spit out a mouthful of blood after being punched by Sheng Lei Zhen, and their complexions turned pale, and their bodies were like a kite with a broken line, and they were blasted away by Sheng Lei Zhen's fist. Finally stopped.

Xiao Lang glanced at Zheng Fei and Yang Hong, and immediately he moved his body, directly using the love skills, and quickly flew in front of the two of them. He flipped his hands, and two daggers appeared instantly and placed them on Zheng Fei and Yang Hong. Between his necks.

"If you don't want to die, don't act rashly!"

Listening to Xiao Lang's cold voice, Zheng Fei and Yang Hong, who originally wanted to resist, immediately stiffened and did not dare to act rashly.

"Xiao Lang, it is forbidden to kill the same sect in the sect assessment. Don't try it by yourself!"

Zheng Fei didn't give up, and scolded in an awkward manner.

"Zongmen prohibits killing the same family, but it does not prohibit the abolition of the same family. If you dare to move, I don't mind trying it on you." Xiao Lang said lightly.

This sentence directly left Zheng Fei speechless and did not dare to refute. Although he felt that Xiao Lang should not have the guts to abolish them openly, he did not dare to gamble. If Xiao Lang really abolished them, who would they cry? ?

"What do you want?"

Yang Hong on the side said unconvinced.

Xiao Lang glanced at him, and then the corner of his mouth evoked a demon-like arc: "It's very simple, since you have lost, then obediently hand over the Shu Ling jade card from you, just because I also need this thing. "

Hearing this, the expressions of Yang Hong and Zheng Fei changed drastically.