Chapter 2950 Xuanjie Trap Formation

"I..." Xiang Guanying almost sprayed Liu Lang's face with a mouthful of old blood.

He has seen shameless people, but he has never seen such shameless people. He really wants to know what is the meaning of a person who is about to die, so crazy about his presence?

Xiang Guanying really doesn't want to waste time on Liu Lang anymore. After all, his opponent is Chen Fengfan.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will help you!"

The next moment, Xiang Guanying stood with one palm and struck Liu Lang directly in the face.

The many spectators who were watching could feel the power of this palm from a distance. It was obvious that Xiang Guanying was impatient, showed no politeness, and even used all his strength.

Even Chen Fengfan, who was in the Tianzun realm, took a breath of cold air. In his opinion, let alone Liu Lang in the Golden Immortal realm, even if it were him, it would be difficult to stop him. After all, according to the rules of Wen Dou, he could not win. He couldn't dodge, he could only choose to bear it head-on. As the one taking the initiative, Xiang Guanying was destined to have an absolute advantage.

"not bad."

When everyone felt that Liu Lang would definitely die now and could no longer scream, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Liu Lang's mouth, and then he leisurely raised his right palm and slapped himself in front of him.

This one is so casual and natural, as if a mosquito flew in front of you and then waved away.

"Snapped!"

But what Liu Lang fanned was not a mosquito after all.

With a crisp sound, Liu Lang's five fingers accurately hit the back of Xiang Guanying's hand. The next moment, Xiang Guanying's palm deflected, grazing Liu Lang's shoulder quickly.

Driven by the wind from his palm, Liu Lang's clothes trembled a few times, and finally calmed down.

"this……"

There was silence.

Many low-level viewers did not see clearly how Liu Lang slapped Xiang Guanying with the inevitable slap, but the crisp sound and the final result were enough for them to imagine the specific process.

Some people even raised their right hand and compared it with their left hand, trying to restore the details just now.

no doubt,

It is not difficult to take one's right hand and slap one's left hand. However, if a Golden Immortal slaps a Heavenly Lord, he will reach the sky, because the strength and speed of the two sides are not at the same level at all.

Don't say that you can't make an accurate judgment, you can't fan it, even if you fan it, you can't do it.

But in fact, what everyone thought was impossible had actually happened a second ago. Until this moment, Xiang Guanying still maintained the posture of being slapped away. The five fingerprints on the back of his hand, It is even more clearly identifiable.

"Hiding his cultivation, he must be hiding his cultivation!"

People thought hard and finally thought of a possibility.

Everyone including Chen Fengfan felt that this was the only explanation.

However, as the person involved, Xiang Guanying knew clearly that the above speculation was not true at all. Although Liu Lang's speed and strength had reached the level of Tianzun, his cultivation was still in the Golden Immortal realm.

"how did you do it?"

Retracting his stiff palm, Xiang Guanying asked suspiciously.

"Realm can reflect combat power to a certain extent, but there are many factors that affect combat power, such as your own bloodline, the techniques you practice, and the rules of the world when condensing your cultivation, etc. You are a magician , should understand this."

Liu Lang smiled slightly and explained.

"Of course I understand this, but do bloodlines, skills, and world rules really have such a big impact?" Xiang Guanying's eyes flickered.

"Is it that big? Didn't you experience it yourself just now?"

Liu Lang shrugged and said, "Next, it's my turn to hit you."

"You hit me?"

Xiang Guanying swallowed subconsciously. At this moment, he seemed to understand why Liu Lang said before the competition that if he struck first, he would have no chance to strike.

"Are you ready?"

Liu Lang rubbed his hands and asked Xiang Guanying.

Seeing Liu Lang's actions, Xiang Guanying's slapped palm shook involuntarily.

An expert would know if there was any as soon as he made a move. Although Liu Lang was passive just now, the strength he showed left Xiang Guanying with lingering fear. He doubted that he could not block Liu Lang's blow at all.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Seeing Xiang Guanying's face full of confusion, Liu Lang asked.

"Admit defeat?" Xiang Guanying glanced around subconsciously. There were many cultivators from Xuanyan Continent present. If he gave up like this, he might not be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

"Not willing?"

Liu Lang dragged his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Your specialty shouldn't be martial arts, but martial arts, right?"

"How do you know?" Xiang Guanying was startled.

"Of course I know." Liu Lang laughed and said. Just now, he had found out all the details about Xiang Guanying through a cultivator from Xuanyan Continent. Xiang Guanying was one of the top three people in Xuanyan Continent. It is definitely not enough to rely on Tianzun's later cultivation. The only explanation is that he is a master of martial arts and martial arts.

As a fellow martial artist, Liu Lang was most aware of the arrogance of a martial artist. If he wanted a martial artist to bow his head, he had to defeat him in the art.

"Let's do this. I'll set up a trap. If you can escape, our competition will be over. I'll just admit defeat." Liu Lang thought for a moment and said.

"Do you still understand the formation?" Xiang Guanying couldn't help but re-examine Liu Lang.

"I know a little bit about it," Liu Lang said modestly.

"Then set up the formation!" Compared to being slapped here by Liu Lang, it was obviously more cost-effective to break the formation, so Xiang Guanying agreed without even thinking about it.

"Okay." Liu Lang started immediately.

Three down, five divided by two, a trapping array with a radius of ten feet can be easily established in the center of the field.

"go in!"

Liu Lang turned to Xiang Guanying and said.

"Are you sure you want to use this trap to trap me?" Xiang Guanying saw clearly the process of Liu Lang's formation. Although his formation techniques were slightly different from those in Xuanyan Continent, as a Xiang Guanying, a heaven-level magician, can still easily understand the meaning of each formation pattern. He is sure that Liu Lang has not used a single heaven-level formation pattern, let alone a holy pattern.

Therefore, Xiang Guanying directly characterized the trapping formation deployed by Liu Lang as the Xuanjie trapping formation.

It is undoubtedly a joke to use the Xuan-level trapping formation to trap the Heaven-level experts.

Even if he is not a heaven-level magician, he can forcefully break through this formation just by relying on the power of the Heavenly Lord.

"Whether it can be trapped or not, you have to try it before you know." Liu Lang smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

"Then I'll give it a try." Because of the previous lesson, Xiang Guanying was obviously much more cautious. Even if he thought that the trap set up by Liu Lang was ordinary, he didn't seem to make any arrogance again.

After all, he has already been slapped in the face once. If he is slapped in the face again, he may have to find a crack in the ground to burrow in.

Facts have proved that Xiang Guanying's caution is very correct.

Because, the first second he entered the trap, Xiang Guanying was tied into a rice dumpling.