"Hiss~"

Seeing Sanlang Jian's bloody appearance, the people present couldn't help but take a breath.

For a moment, everyone covered their foreheads, as if it was not Sanlang Jiankong who broke his forehead, but himself.

This Immortal Qin is too cruel! Even if you kill him directly, it is better than torture and abuse others like this.

What's more, this is a short swordsman with a strong man of up to 70,000 mana points.

You will make others unable to get out of Taiwan like this!

"Take revenge...revenge!!"

Qin Meng didn't know everyone's thoughts, but instead grabbed Sanlang Jiankong's head and kept knocking on the ground.

Sanlang Jiankong even rolled his eyes, his head exploded, and blood and brain plasma flowed out of it.

Very tragic.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Although he is very strong, when facing this young man, he cannot use any strength.

Otherwise, he would not have been abused so much by a teenager.

"Ahhh..." Sanlang Jiankong kept screaming.

"master!"

The remaining two disciples of Sanlang Jiankong ran towards the battlefield again.

Qin Meng snorted coldly and used his hand as his sword.

"A sword trick!"

A huge word "一" appeared, directly cutting off Sanlang Jiankong's two disciples in half.

Before they could even realize what was going on, their bodies were separated from each other and died.

"Ah..." Although Sanlang Jiankong's head exploded, he was not dead yet.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He watched his apprentice cut off by Qin Meng in half, and an unprecedented sense of hostility burst out from his body.

He is going to be possessed by the rhythm of being devilish.

This time he entered China, he was really unlucky. He could be said to have lost his wife and his army.

He said that he wanted to avenge his disciples by going to China, but now it's better.

The revenge was not avenged, but instead lost five disciples. Even now, I am afraid that I will be unable to escape and die.

This boy is so scary.

It was no better than when I entered West China City, I could sweep the whole world, but today I was abused by a boy.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you."

Sanlang Jiankong screamed like crazy.

Qin Meng sneered and exerted force in his hand.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Bang!"

Sanlang Jiankong's entire head broke through the crack that had already been cracked on the ground and entered the underground.

"Kill me, come on, kill me."

Qin Meng stood up, raised her feet and stepped on Sanlang Jiankong's head.

Sanlang Jiankong could still see his head at first, but after being stepped on by Qin Meng a few times, he completely entered the ground.

His hands kept shaking. He was not dead yet. It seemed that Sanlang Jiankong had Xiaoqiang's life and could not be beaten to death.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Sanlang Jiankong's figure exploded and disappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what was going on, but at this moment, they felt a huge force falling from the sky and pressing down on everyone.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Immediately afterwards, the sky turned blood-red, and a rainbow light passed by, and the entire blood-red sky was broken.

A shocking giant sword floated in the sky, radiating thousands of feet of light, very dazzling.

"Source a sword with your body?"

When everyone saw this scene, their faces changed.

This Sanlang Jiankong actually planted a sword with his body, which is a bit scary!

To put it bluntly, planting a sword with one's body is actually just forging yourself into a sword, which is also of great benefit.

Although you may be with the sword for a long time, your magic power will be extremely powerful.

The whole person has become a sword. Do you think it is strong?

"kill……"

An angry killing sound rang out from the shocking giant sword, and the long sword slashed towards Qin Meng with a thousand feet of light.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Plant swords with your body, hum! You are the one who is on the side."

Qin Meng snorted coldly, not taking this sword with her body into consideration at all.

Damn it!!

When everyone heard Qin Meng's words, they were stunned. I don't know if this Qin Immortal Master really didn't care or was pretending to be calm.

"Boom~"

After the giant sword was swung out, the entire ground began to explode, and a ray of light directly towards Qin Meng.

At this time, Qin Meng waved his right hand and the Baji Fan appeared in his hand.

Qin Meng shook the Baji Fan away, and a huge Tai Chi suddenly appeared and blocked Qin Meng.

"Bang!"

All the light hit the huge Tai Chi diagram.

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All were blocked.

Everyone looked at Qin Meng in shock. At this moment, they no longer knew what words to use to express their mood at this moment.

"It's the Eight-Spirit Fan, and the one Qin Xian Master is holding is the Eight-Spirit Fan of the Taoist artifact."

In the crowd, someone recognized the Baji Fan in Qin Meng's hand and screamed in shock for a moment.

"Dao instrument? Another Dao instrument?"

How many Taoist weapons does this Immortal Qin have? He gave it to the Chu family before, but now he has taken out another one.

Isn’t his Taoist art? Otherwise, how could there be so many Taoist artifacts?

"Boom~"

All the light was exhausted, and Qin Meng was still standing intact.

"You're done playing, it's time for me to plant a sword with my body? It's really a hot chicken!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Qin Meng snorted coldly, grabbed the Baji Fan, and swept it out directly.

A powerful force swung out from it and went straight towards the shocking giant sword.

"Bang!"

A dazzling light exploded in the sky, making people unable to help but cover their eyes.

When everyone put down their hands, the shocking giant sword had fallen from the sky and landed on the ground, forming Sanlang Jiankong again.

He lay on the ground, his body twitching. Although he was seriously injured, he was not dead yet.

He also wanted to resist, but his body no longer supported him and let him get up.

Qin Meng walked over slowly with Baji fan.

"Sorry, you were defeated, so I'll take your life today."

Qin Meng said lightly.

Baji Fan swung out.

"Bang!"

Sanlang Jiankong's body exploded directly, and his soul was put into the Baji Fan by Qin Meng.

"Click!"

Qin Meng put away the Baji fan and threw it into the bag behind him.

For a moment, everyone stared at the rustic bag, hoping to rush up and grab him immediately.

That is the Eight-Pole Fan of the Taoist Artifact, who doesn’t want it?

But they didn't dare to rob it.
To be continued...