Looking at Bai Yin's current form, Qin Lang felt his scalp go numb. This fellow had completely gone mad. The Undead Armor on his body had completely embedded itself into his body, as though it had become a part of his body.
It seemed to have become a part of its body, but this also meant that it had completely merged the power of the Ancient Witchcraft and the Revenant World, turning into another form.
In this form, Bai Yin had probably become a Great Undead Witch. The Power of Death and Witchcraft had completely merged into his body. The Undead Armor had become a part of his body. The evilness of the Witchcraft and the terror of the Power of Death had all erupted from Bai Yin's body.
Qin Lang was not the only one who sensed the change in Bai Yin. Everyone else on the battlefield had also sensed this evil and terrifying power. Many of them had a bad feeling. They all realized that this power was not something they could fight against. Many of the people who had come here today were the top masters of the human world. They could be considered to be existences that looked down on all living beings. However, they had to admit that there was always someone better than you out there. The powerhouses of the Undead World were simply ridiculously strong. They were no longer people that could be fought against by humans.
However, at the same time, these people also knew that if Qin Lang could not stop this terrifying fellow, then not only would their plan to attack the city fail completely, but many people would also die here. One must know that the people who had come here were the elites of Hua Xia's Underworld forces. If these people died here, it would mean that Hua Xia's Underworld forces had suffered a heavy blow. No one knew when they would be able to recover. Perhaps they would never be able to do so again. This was because once the catastrophe of the world arrived, the powerhouses and monsters from even more worlds would descend one after another.
If these Underworld experts of Hua Xia could not even survive this, then they would lose the chance to contend for hegemony in the future.
At this moment, Qin Lang was actually very calm. He did not think about anything because he had no time to think about other things. He knew that Bai Yin's power had completely surpassed his, and Bai Yin had already regarded him as a target to kill. Under such circumstances, since Qin Lang could not abandon his comrades and escape, he could only fight with all his might. Therefore, there was indeed nothing to think about.
Rumble!
Bai Yin waved his sword and the ground beneath Qin Lang's feet exploded. When Qin Lang's body flew into the air, a beam of Sword Qi struck him like lightning. This beam of Sword Qi brought with it an aura of death that could destroy everything. It pierced into Qin Lang's Saint Dao Domain.
Qin Lang's Saint Path Domain might be flawless, but it did not mean that it could block all attacks. When the opponent's power completely exceeded the endurance of the Saint Path Domain, the absolute defense became a relative defense. As such, Bai Yin's sword qi broke through Qin Lang's Saint Path Domain for the first time.
However, even though the sword qi had pierced through the Saint Dao Domain, its power had already been greatly weakened. In the end, it was dispersed by Qin Lang's punch.
"Hey! Your defense can no longer withstand a single blow! "
Bai Yin naturally sensed that Qin Lang's Saint Path Domain had been broken. With a sinister smile, his injured body teleported behind Qin Lang and swung his sword at Qin Lang again.
Bai Yin was so fast that Qin Lang did not even have time to turn around to block the attack. However, he did not need to turn around at all. His leg seemed to have eyes of its own as it struck Bai Yin's lower abdomen with lightning speed.
Scorpion Tail Whip!
Qin Lang's kick was aimed at the shortest distance, so he was faster than Bai Yin's Sword of the Dead by at least a hundredth of a second. However, that short amount of time was enough for Qin Lang to use the force of his kick to retreat.
Witchcraft was tyrannical, the Way of the Dead was ferocious, and the Way of Martial Arts was treacherous and agile.
There were thousands of worlds in the universe, and each world had its own laws of heaven and earth as well as many Great Paths. Each path of cultivation had its own merits. Among cultivators, there might be strong and weak ones, but there was no such thing as a strong or weak Great Path.
Qin Lang had already comprehended the essence of the Way of Martial Arts, so no matter how ferocious Bai Yin's witchcraft and Way of the Dead were, he could still put up a fight!
Not only that, but Qin Lang also had to fight in close combat!
This was because close combat was the combat style that martial cultivators were best at.
Bai Yin's strength might be a level higher, but in a battle of moves and techniques, he was weaker than Qin Lang.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Qin Lang launched a series of attacks, and Bai Yin's body received seventeen punches. Although this fellow's body had completely merged with the Armor of the Dead, Qin Lang's seventeen punches still brought him considerable pain, especially when Qin Lang's seventeen punches landed on the same spot. A crack appeared on Bai Yin's left shoulder, and it was almost broken by Qin Lang.
If Qin Lang had put in a little more effort, he might have been able to break Bai Yin's shoulder. However, if that was the case, the sword on his chest might have taken his life.
That's right, when he was hit by Bai Yin's seventeen punches, Qin Lang also paid a price. Bai Yin's Sword of the Dead struck the right side of his chest. Although Qin Lang used the Living Gold Spirit Beast to transform into an armor to block part of the damage, this was the Netherworld after all. Without the support of Hua Xia's Dragon Vein, the power of the Living Gold Spirit Beast was naturally weakened. Therefore, there was a ten-centimeter-long wound on Qin Lang's chest. If it was just a ten-centimeter-long wound, it would simply be a superficial wound to Qin Lang. However, the wound was left by the Sword of the Dead. When it was left, it meant that Bai Yin had injected a powerful force of death into Qin Lang's body.
This force of death was enough to destroy Qin Lang's vitality and body in a very short period of time. Therefore, when he saw that Qin Lang had been hit, Bai Yin was very pleased. He laughed sinisterly and said, "What a pity, what a pity. Although you hit me seventeen times, you did not completely break my Armor of the Dead. Perhaps, if you had hit me two more times, you would have been able to injure me. But now, you no longer have the chance. The Sword of the Dead has brought you the greeting of death. You should have felt it, right? Don't even think about escaping. You have no chance at all. You should know that my movement technique is faster than yours. Come, accept the call of the Grim Reaper and become an Undead! "
"You … dream on!"
Qin Lang desperately resisted the destructive force of the powerful Undead aura on his body. However, he refused to show any signs of admitting defeat.
"What, you don't want to accept your fate?" Bai Yin was not in a hurry to attack Qin Lang. This was because he knew very well how powerful his Sword of the Dead was. Once someone was injured by the Sword of the Dead, the force of death would continuously enter the wound until the other party's vitality was completely destroyed by the force of death. Until the other party was completely turned into an Undead.
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