Chapter 773

Qi Simiao holds a long whip in her hand, twists and turns it, and the air that is drawn at every turn explodes. The silver light fluttered like a heroic goddess of war.

The silver whip pierces the sky.

On the other hand, the youngest of the Huping Seven Heroes, although powerful, retreated step by step in the face of this heroine, constantly suffering losses.

It didn't take long for the youngest to be bruised all over his body, and the sky was burned with strange fire. But Qi Simiao did not show any weakness, she also sacrificed a strange fire, shrouded the surface of the silver whip, and waved it freely.

She is the proud daughter of the Shenluan Sect. She grew up with pearls in her mouth, and even the strange fire tamed on her body is the top flame on the list of different fires.

Regardless of cultivation base, background, or real combat power, Qi Simiao is far better than a wild-born fairy like the youngest of the Seven Heroes of Huping.

"So strong! Qi Simiao is really a wonderful woman. I'm afraid that after today, among the female angels of Shenyi Star, there will be one more proud girl who can be called the proud girl of heaven alongside Bai Ju'er."

All the angels were amazed. In fact, it was also the first time they saw Qi Si Miao make a move. Before that, they had the impression of how capable a pampered young lady could be.

However today.

It completely overturned their cognition.

In this battle, there was basically no suspense. The youngest of the Huping Qijie was beaten to pieces. Basically, he took in more air and released less air.

I am afraid that if we continue to fight, there will only be a dead end. Qi Si Miao beat him too much, the advantage was so great that the youngest could only be beaten passively from the very beginning.

"Save the youngest!"

The faces of the five of the Huping Seven Heroes changed drastically. Naturally, it was impossible to watch their brothers being killed in front of them, and rushed into the battle circle one by one.

"If you still want to save people in front of me, you are thinking too much." Lin Lang shook his body, and immediately transformed into four clones, facing five of the Seven Heroes of Huping.

These five avatars were transformed by his spirit, and they were also the magic skills he obtained at the beginning. Avatars can be transformed into thousands of avatars. Of course, such a clone cannot have unlimited growth potential like the magic clone.

Moreover, the time of existence is limited, and the strength is only one-tenth of the deity. The more avatars are separated, the greater the impact on the strength of the deity.

But even so.

Each of Lin Lang's avatars still has the power of a celestial being, so it's basically no problem to suppress an ordinary celestial being.

The strength of the five Huping Qijie is almost the same, the second and fifth are a little stronger, both of them have a precedent of fighting against the heavenly immortals at the level of refining gods and returning to the void.

Although defeated, at least his life is safe.

"Meishan King, help me save people, and you will be rewarded afterwards!" The second child shouted loudly. Naturally, King Meishan was happy to be a favor, and directly intervened in the battle between the two of Qi Simiao.

Qi Simiao, who was still in the upper hand, now the situation took a turn for the worse, and the two teamed up to suppress her edge.

"Separating four clones at the same time will definitely have a huge impact on Lin Youye's strength. I only need to hold on to one clone, and when the second brother kills the other clones, Lin Youye will die when he frees up his hands."

"And even if the second brother and the others are also entangled, as long as I am undefeated, after the time passes, the avatar dissipates is the time of death for this Lin Youye."

The sixth child of Huping Qijie had already fought against Lin Lang's clone, so he knew that the clone in front of him was not much weaker than him.

Don't ask for meritorious service, but ask for no faults!

Adhering to this kind of thinking, Lao Liu didn't try his best at all, not only failed to attack and kill Lin Lang's clone, but was faintly suppressed.

But far from what he expected.

Lin Lang's strength was beyond everyone's expectations. With four clones, he was not as weak as imagined, and still had the ability to kill angels.

He took a step forward, and descended with the dark heavy sword wrapped in the avenue of gravity, the second horizontal sword pierced the long dragon, and cut a gorgeous long rainbow more than ten kilometers into the sky.

The sword energy is brimming, straight to the sky.

"You underestimate our Huping Seven Heroes too much!" The second child sneered, "Which one of our Huping Seven Heroes is not a battle-hardened celestial being who climbed out step by step from the bottom."

"Your so-called combat experience is no different from a naughty boy playing with a sword in front of us, and it's still very immature!"

The second child suddenly changed his moves, and the dexterous sword was like a swimming snake, fleeting and disappearing in a flash. The next moment, countless sword glows seemed to spread all over the whole world, like a bright starry sky, with sharp edges.

"The sword move is not bad."

Lin Lang nodded, and then took a heavy step forward: "It's just that in the face of absolute power, any fancy sword moves are useless."

Say it.

Lin Lang raised the sword and raised it high into the sky, and the spiritual power poured into the sword along the wrist, arousing the inner gods of the mysterious epee, and the sword body shone brightly.

At the same time, his whole body follows the sword and keeps going upwards, getting higher and bigger. It feels like the sword is constantly skyrocketing, and finally reaches the depths of the sky.

But it's not.

This is just an illusion, it is the change of the mysterious epee sword move, the combination of supernatural powers and Taoism, which caused confusion in the surrounding avenues, all of which were assimilated by the avenue of gravity.

Heavy and dignified.

Under such an artistic conception, anyone who sees the Xuan Epee sword feels as if it is constantly expanding, like a towering mountain.

"This trick is called Taishan Collapse!"

Lin Lang swung his sword and slashed down, and the boundless aura poured down with a hundred times the gravity. With such power, even the air was dispelled, and it was pressed to the ground into a flat layer.

The sword falls.

I only heard a crisp sound.

Huping Qijie's second son's sword broke with a sound, and the remaining power of Xuan's heavy sword was completely poured on him.

What Jianwei pointed at could hardly allow him to resist.

boom!

The second child was directly crushed into a cloud of blood mist, and in the territory of the undispelled path of gravity, drops of blood froze in the air, neither falling nor rising.

"It's your turn next."

Lin Lang glanced around and fixed on one of the Seven Heroes of Huping. He controlled the Ice Soul Sword, and the flying sword burst out with a 'chirp' sound.

When he returned, the blade was stained with blood.

Another one of the Seven Heroes of Huping died. At this moment, Lin Lang was participating in other battlefields, and every time the Xuan epee fell, it would bring up a handful of blood mist.

At the beginning, he needed to fight against the immortals with a few fights, but as he beheaded his opponents and retrieved the clones, he only needed a simple sword to kill the immortals.

He walked forward in every battlefield like a peerless demon god, and there were only two simple procedures left in the battle. Ride and kill.

With only three moves, all the remnants of Huping's seven heroes were killed.

At this moment, he was calmly staring at the distant battlefield, and the hearts of the immortals behind were so cold that they did not dare to look at him. On the other side, Qi Simiao's battle did not end quickly, and they continued to fight endlessly.

But Lin Lang didn't intend to help.

"It seems that she also took this opportunity to refine the soul pill, and it should be at least 70% to 80% refined by now." Lin Lang nodded, quite satisfied in his heart.

Qisi Miao's silver whip was waving like a swimming snake, light and psychic, and the two metal hangings collided from time to time, making crisp collision syllables.

More and more handy.

On the other hand, Meishan King, although they are two people teaming up, they are in decline at the moment, so they have to passively parry Qi Simiao's attack.

Defeat is a matter of time.

"Little lady is so powerful, is he really that strange? Did Qi Simiao have such a big reputation before?" Meishan King spat secretly, but his expression remained unchanged on the surface.

"Old Qi, hold me back. I have a way to take him down." King Meishan secretly transmitted his voice. The old seventh hesitated, Qi Simiao's whip shadows were densely packed, and they were coming towards the two of them.

If he goes up alone, and with his seriously injured body, his life may be in danger with just one move. So he struggled for a moment.

If you want to block it, you will block it with your life.

"waste!"

King Meishan was furious, but he kicked Huping Qijie's Lao Qi from behind, and what he met was a silver horse that was fast to the extreme.

subsequently.

King Meishan turned around and left.

This was also his original intention, if no one was found to block Qi Simiao with all his might, he might die here too. At a time like this, what morality is there?

Shameless is shameless!

Qi Simiao swung the long whip, and when she was about to fall, she changed her move in the air, and the long whip that was drawn so hard suddenly lost its force.

The silver whip was rolled, thrown directly behind the crowd, and hit the ground heavily. Afterwards, Qi Simiao took a few steps across the sky, caught up with King Meishan, and fought fiercely together again.

...

soon.

Qi Si Miao returned with a long whip wrapped around her wrist, her robe was slightly damaged, and her white and tender skin was faintly visible.

King Meishan was killed by her.

"How am I doing with the errand you gave me?" Qi Simiao smiled, but her eyes suddenly fell on Lin Lang's face inadvertently.

With a sudden heart attack, her delicate body trembled unconsciously.

I saw Lin Lang looking at her with some indifference on his face. Beside him was the old seven of Huping Qijie. He didn't kill him, but he didn't let him go either.

"Miss Qi, let me go." Lao Qi was already seriously injured, and hurriedly pleaded with Qi Si Miao, because he knew that Lin Youye couldn't get through.

Qi Simiao was struggling with his thoughts, he loosened his hand holding the long whip, and then tightened it suddenly after a while, his expression became indifferent, and he looked to Lin Lang for a question.

"Is he still useful to you?"

Lin Lang said nothing.

Qi Simiao also nodded, walked in front of Lao Qi, the loose long whip fell to the ground, raised the delicate lotus root arm, and the long whip was thrown high, reflecting a dazzling luster.

"Miss Qi, just now you clearly..."

"I regret it." Qi Simiao said softly, and the old Qi of Huping Qijie looked terrified, watching the silver whip slowly enlarge in front of his eyes.

Snapped!

When the long whip fell, Lao Qi's head was like broken porcelain, with countless cracks and blood oozing from the inside.

The three souls also collapsed directly.

Qi Simiao took back the long whip, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. The reason why she chose to let Lao Qi go before was to throw the latter to Lin Lang's side.

The main reason is that Fan Luo, the head of the Seven Heroes of Huping, is recognized as the Four Great Talents of Shenyi Star, with unlimited potential and strength beyond ordinary people's imagination, even her father has to give some face.

If she beheaded the only remaining member of the Huping Seven Heroes, she might appear on Fan Luo's must-kill list. So she drained the water again.

But at the moment when she hesitated just now, she really felt the killing intent from Lin Lang. If she dared to spare Huping Qijie's life.

She was afraid that she would be the next to die.