One had to know that Qin Lang's body was already a combination of Buddha, Devil, and Poison. It could be said that it had been tempered to the extreme. However, Qin Lang had gone one step further and used the Devil Qi and Hell's aura to strengthen his cells again, so his strength was unquestionable.
"Good! I didn't expect you to have some skills as a Prison Guardian Vajra! "
Iron Fist sneered and revealed his Martial Soul. At the same time, the raging fire on his body became even hotter. This guy said arrogantly, "It was just a warm-up just now. Now it's official start! Die — Tiangang Brahma Qi! "
The raging flames around Iron Fist suddenly added a golden overbearing aura. This was Zen Master Zang Du's famous Tiangang Brahma Qi. It was an extremely violent and overbearing Qigong.
Whoosh!
Qin Lang dodged again. It was not that he did not dare to fight Iron Fist head-on, but because he was thinking about what kind of technique he should use to suppress Iron Fist.
Fish Dragon Art?
No way! There were too many experts here. If he used the Fish Dragon Art, it would be like inviting a wolf into the house.
If he couldn't use the Fish Dragon Art, he couldn't use the seventy-eight dantians, so this made Qin Lang feel a little embarrassed.
Heavens Dark Samsara Visualization Technique?
This was the forbidden technique of Tantra, and it seemed that it could not be used here.
Demonic Bug?
It was probably of limited use to this lunatic, Iron Fist.
"Spiritual Sword Qi!"
After thinking about it, Qin Lang found that the most suitable technique for him to use now was the Spiritual Sword Qi. Qin Lang had already understood the subtle realm of "Heart and Sword as One" through the Crimson Eyes Spirit Sword. With a thought, a spiritual sword qi appeared in front of Qin Lang's forehead and then struck Iron Fist like lightning.
Iron Fist originally disdained this spiritual sword qi, but he did not expect that this sword qi was not made of ordinary Gang Qi at all. It was abnormally sharp and easily cut through Iron Fist's Protective Gang Qi. The sword edge seemed to have touched Iron Fist's skin. Iron Fist panicked and quickly withdrew his fist that was attacking Qin Lang and then began to punch to defend.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
He used his fist to defend, but he was immediately defeated. This was because Qin Lang's Sword Qi was a spiritual Sword Qi, which existed between reality and illusion. Moreover, Qin Lang's swordsmanship had already reached the realm of being one with the sword. That meant that with a single thought, the Sword Qi would move and change accordingly. With a thought, the Sword Qi would immediately change accordingly.
Coincidentally, Qin Lang was an expert in Xingyi Quan, so the moves that Qin Lang could think of were endless, and they were abnormally exquisite. Qin Lang had completely demonstrated his fist technique and martial arts through this spiritual sword qi. The exquisite changes, the unpredictable nature, the invincible sharpness … This spiritual sword qi completely suppressed Steel Fist. Every move was aimed at his vital points, making it impossible for him to counterattack. As for Qin Lang, he stood ten meters away from the steel fist with his hands behind his back. His body was motionless, but he had already suppressed the steel fist.
"This … Could it be that your Tantra's Prison Protector Vajra is a cultivator who plays with flying swords?"
Seeing his disciple in trouble, Zen Master Zang Du couldn't help but provoke Living Buddha Jeb.
However, Living Buddha Jeb's mental fortitude was very high. He calmly said, "Zen Master is blind. This is Tantra's Spiritual Sword Qi. It is a high level mental energy cultivation method. I didn't think that Prison Protector Vajra would have such a deep mental energy cultivation just after entering the sect. He has obtained the essence of my Tantra! Look, without doing anything, he can completely suppress your Obvious Sect's expert. This is the orthodox Tantra cultivation method! Good! Not bad! "
Zang Du coldly snorted. The battle of words did not affect the overall situation.
The steel fist that was suppressed by Qin Lang was in a berserk state. This berserk state was not only related to his personality, but also related to the Big Dipper Buddhist Qi that Zang Du had passed to him. This Big Dipper Buddhist Qi was abnormally violent. The steel fist could not completely absorb it, so it could only release the violence through bloody battles.
But now, the steel fist could not release this kind of violence, so the one who was truly violent was himself.
The more violent and impatient the steel fist was, the more opportunities there were for Qin Lang.
Qin Lang continued to use the Spiritual Sword Qi to suppress the steel fist while using words to provoke him, "Steel Fist, I once heard my friend Bug Demon mention that you are the head of the three assassins of Hua Xia. However, he beat you until you peed your ass. Is that true?"
"Bullshit!" This was a defeat for the steel fist, so he hated it when people mentioned this in front of him. As the proud steel fist, he could not tolerate his own defeat.
Therefore, the steel fist had already made up his mind. After this matter, he would definitely kill Hundred Ghost, Yin Yang, and that damned Bug Demon to vent his anger!
At this time, when he suddenly heard Qin Lang mention it, the steel fist was naturally furious.
"How pitiful. The number one assassin actually fled in the end." Qin Lang snickered.
"Damn it! I'm going to blast you into pieces! "The steel fist let out another roar, and the aura and strength around him increased again!
"Hey!" Zen Master Zang Du let out a sinister laugh. This time, he had put in a lot of effort on the steel fist. Tantra would definitely fail this time.
After the steel fist's strength and aura increased greatly, Qin Lang's Spiritual Sword Qi could no longer be suppressed. Under the bombardment of the steel fist, Qin Lang's Spiritual Sword Qi had begun to distort. There was no other way. Qin Lang could only use the second spiritual world. As a result, Qin Lang's spiritual power also doubled, and the Spiritual Sword Qi once again suppressed the steel fist.
"F * ck! You bastard, don't you dare to fight me!?! "
The stronger the steel fist's aura, the more violent his temperament was. This was the negative factor of the Tiangang Brahman Energy. If the steel fist's special ability was water, it might be able to balance Yin and Yang and suppress the negative factors of the Tiangang Brahman Energy. However, this guy had a fiery temper, so he could only become more and more crazy and violent.
Qin Lang, on the other hand, became calmer and more leisurely.
Seeing Qin Lang's ease, Master Pubu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that he had underestimated the power of the Prison Guardian Vajra. No wonder Qin Lang could get the title of "Prison Guardian". He really deserved it.
Zang Du's expression was a little more serious. This damn Poisons "bug" was obviously more tyrannical than he knew. In particular, his spiritual power was even purer and stronger than these Lamas in Tantra. This was simply going against the natural order.
"Kid, do you think you can suppress me like this? You're too naive! Roar! ~ "
Steel Fist, who was at a disadvantage, did not admit defeat at this time. Instead, he became even more crazy. This guy let out another roar, and the muscles all over his body became more terrifying. So much so that the bulging muscles swelled up and broke through the skin, revealing the hideous muscle tissue. Blood oozed from the burst capillaries.
For a moment, this guy was covered in blood!
"Burn your blood essence! Give me strength! Kid, your time has come! Haha! ~ "
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