Qin Lang no longer ridiculed Jian Xiong, the old demon. Instead, he stared at Jian Xiong with an unprecedentedly serious expression. No wonder Qin Lang felt that this was the most powerful small world he had ever encountered after he was sucked into it. It was all because this old guy had pushed his own small world to the next level.
"Kid, this old man can feel the aura of fear from your body!"
Jian Xiong laughed. Suddenly, Qin Lang moved like a bolt of lightning, arriving in front of Qin Lang and throwing a punch at Qin Lang. This was Jian Xiong's Miniature World. In this Miniature World, Jian Xiong could move about freely and unscrupulously mobilize all of his power. Unless Qin Lang could destroy his Miniature World, he would not be able to leave this place.
Complete Heavenly Cycle, invincible creation.
But what was the True Meaning of Creation?
In Qin Lang's martial arts cultivation, the Creation Realm came after the Heavenly Cycle Realm. He did not know if there was a Creation Realm among the demon cultivation realms, but it should be the same.
Rumble!
In the instant that Qin Lang and Jian Xiong exchanged blows, a tyrannical power erupted. Qin Lang's body was blasted away involuntarily, and he crashed heavily into a mountain peak thousands of meters away.
In Jian Xiong's small world, it looked no different from the Heavenly Worlds. Whether it was heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, everything was there.
"Boy, how dare you be distracted while fighting me!" Jian Xiong did not let Qin Lang go. The moment Qin Lang crashed into the mountain peak, Jian Xiong caught up with Qin Lang at an even faster speed and stamped his foot on Qin Lang's chest.
Rumble!
Qin Lang's body was blasted away again. This time, he directly crashed into a small mountain peak and collapsed it. At this time, Jian Xiong displayed an absolute deterrent force. It seemed that Qin Lang could not withstand a single blow from his power.
"Black Iron World's bastard, in the end, you can't withstand a single blow!"
Jian Xiong thought that it had already secured the victory. Its two consecutive attacks had the power to topple the mountains and overturn the seas. Such power seemed to be enough to destroy Qin Lang.
However, just as Jian Xiong finished speaking, Qin Lang's figure emerged from the pile of rubble. Moreover, he didn't seem to be injured at all. He casually flicked the dust off his body before he smiled at Jian Xiong and said, "Perhaps I really couldn't withstand a single blow. However, it's impossible for such an opponent to be you, old thing!"
"Bastard, you have angered me. You will only die more miserably!" Jian Xiong laughed evilly and attacked Qin Lang again.
Rumble!
This time, Qin Lang's fist directly blocked Jian Xiong's attack.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jian Xiong was like an enraged bull, relentlessly attacking Qin Lang. Although this guy was an old demon, he was strong with age. He didn't have the slightest hint of old age and was even more domineering than the other demon cultivators in the Demon Immortal Realm.
However, no matter how strong Jian Xiong was, Qin Lang's fists could keep up with his speed and adapt to his changes. Jian Xiong couldn't gain any advantage at all.
Rumble!
Another deafening sound.
The entire Small World shook because of it!
If the mini world shook, it meant that the owner of the mini world was shaken. In other words, Jian Xiong had been hit!
As expected, Jian Xiong looked down at his chest in disbelief that Qin Lang could really hit him. However, the clothes on Jian Xiong's chest had been torn by Qin Lang's punch and left a clear mark on his flesh. This was enough to prove that he had indeed been hit.
Of course, Jian Xiong's injury was only a flesh wound. Although Qin Lang's previous punch was shockingly powerful, Jian Xiong had already dispersed the force throughout the mini world when he was hit. Therefore, unless Qin Lang could shatter his mini world with one punch, he wouldn't be able to seriously injure Jian Xiong.
However, this flesh wound was enough to enrage Jian Xiong. He glared at Qin Lang with eyes that seemed to be spewing fire. "Bastard! You have completely angered this old man! This old man can guarantee that you will die miserably! "
"Old man, I'm really scared! But if all your skills are in your mouth, then you might as well go boast! "Qin Lang said nonchalantly.
Jian Xiong's fist technique and cultivation base were extremely powerful. No wonder he was a general who had been through hundreds of battles. It was not easy to defend against him. However, Qin Lang could use Jiang Tian Suan's [Innate Yin Yang Eight Trigrams] to deduce his own shortcomings in martial dao.
Qin Lang's Martial God Dao was already in its embryonic form. However, it was still an embryonic form and needed further refinement. For example, Qin Lang's Kun Peng Heaven and Earth Transformation, Yan Huang Saint Dao Fist, and Four Saints Fist Technique all had room for improvement. However, the flaws and shortcomings in them could only be found through an evenly matched battle.
In the beginning, Jian Xiong could suppress Qin Lang. However, Qin Lang quickly caught up and even surpassed him. This was because Qin Lang was constantly improving and improving his own cultivation base. At the same time, he was calculating the flaws and shortcomings in his opponent's fist technique. However, Jian Xiong didn't understand this logic. He definitely couldn't see through Qin Lang's true secret.
"Very good! You damn b * stard from the Black Iron World, this general will show you real power! "Jian Xiong roared and punched at Qin Lang once again!
Roar!
Qin Lang's fist met the attack. It was originally Jian Xiong's fist, but suddenly, it turned into an incomparably huge ferocious beast. This thing was as big as a hill. It had the face of a human, the body of a leopard, the ears of an ox, and a pair of eyes. It charged at Qin Lang in an incomparably domineering manner.
Rumble!
In an instant, Qin Lang was sent flying. This time, he was sent flying over a hundred miles away, smashing through three mountain peaks in a row.
It couldn't be helped. This was the power of the ancient divine beast, Zhujian. The power of a divine beast was the true divine power. It was not something that a human could contend with!
With just this one attack, several of Qin Lang's bones had already been broken.
No matter how strong his body was, it could not withstand the collision of a divine beast!
However, Qin Lang didn't expect Jian Xiong to be able to release such a terrifying power. Although Jian Xiong was a descendant of the divine beast, his bloodline had not reached the level of atavism. It was really strange for him to burst out such a terrifying power.
If Qin Lang didn't have the help of the Nine-headed Dragon Snake, he would have been severely injured. However, because the Nine-headed Dragon Snake's power was constantly increasing, as long as Qin Lang wasn't fatally injured, any injury could be rapidly healed.
Therefore, when Jian Xiong came over to collect the fruits of his victory, Qin Lang, who should have been lying on the ground waiting for death, miraculously stood up. Moreover, he was still as vigorous as before, as if he hadn't been injured at all.
"How … how could this be!"
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