"Brat! You are too arrogant! " One of them snorted angrily. "The two of us are strong practitioners of the Regulated Breathing realm, the top experts of the Five Righteous Hall! I am Zheng Qingping, and this is Xue Huasong. Who knows how many people we have killed with our bare hands! You are just a little guy in the Bone Forging realm, and you dare to challenge us? You are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot! "
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot?" Qin Lang laughed coldly. "Then let's see who is the mantis trying to stop a chariot. Zheng Qingping, right? You can die now! "
Qin Lang made the first move. Ever since he had started practicing the Devil's Doctrine techniques, Qin Lang had become a little belligerent. Seeing Zheng Qingping and Xue Huasong now, Qin Lang had an urge to beat them to death.
And at this moment, Qin Lang was doing just that!
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot! An egg hitting a rock! "
Zheng Qingping laughed coldly. He slowly extended his palm and swatted at Qin Lang's fist, as if he was swatting a fly. With Zheng Qingping's cultivation, Qin Lang was as weak as a fly in his eyes.
Bang!
The fist and the palm collided.
Zheng Qingping's eyes flashed with mockery. Xue Huasong, who was watching from the side, also laughed coldly. This was because both of them felt that Qin Lang was very stupid to actually use his bare fists to exchange blows with a strong practitioner of the Regulated Breathing realm.
One had to know that even a person who had reached the pinnacle of external sect martial arts would not dare to directly exchange blows with an expert of the Regulated Breathing realm with his bare fists. This was because an expert of the Regulated Breathing realm could use their inner strength to attack others. When their fists and feet collided, their inner strength would burst forth, and they could easily defeat and kill a martial arts practitioner of the Bone Forging realm.
This was because martial arts practitioners of the Regulated Breathing realm had both the light and dark forces in their fists and feet. No matter how strong the muscles and bones of a martial arts practitioner of the Bone Forging realm were, in the end, only able to release the light force. Naturally, they would not be able to defend against the opponent's inner strength.
From Zheng Qingping's and Xue Huasong's point of view, Qin Lang's choice to fight a strong practitioner in the Regulated Breathing realm with his bare hands was like throwing an egg against a rock. He was simply courting death!
Zheng Qingping thought that he could break the bones in Qin Lang's hand with a light slap, but what happened next shocked him. Qin Lang's fist only shook a little when it hit Zheng Qingping's palm. It was as if nothing had happened to him. Then, he slashed his mantis blade at Zheng Qingping's chest!
Mantis Breaks the Chariot!
Although Zheng Qingping was an expert in the Regulated Breathing Realm, his Kung Fu moves were not as exquisite as Qin Lang's. In addition, Qin Lang was a little shocked after receiving his palm strike. For a moment, he was unable to block Qin Lang's Mantis Blade Fist.
Moreover, Qin Lang finally understood that the Mantis Blade Fist that he had learned from the blood mantis was actually a technique from the Devil Sect. It was just that Qin Lang had absorbed and evolved it.
The tyranny of the Mantis Blade Fist was actually inherited from the Devil's Sect's techniques.
Boom!
Qin Lang's palm blade ruthlessly slashed at Zheng Qingping's chest. Although Zheng Qingping hurriedly condensed his inner strength in his chest to neutralize the power of Qin Lang's attack, Qin Lang's palm blade technique was too fierce and strong. Especially after entering "Bedevilment," this attack was even more tyrannical. It carried a violent and bloody aura as it ruthlessly slashed at Zheng Qingping's chest. It actually ignored Zheng Qingping's inner strength and split one of Zheng Qingping's sternum!
It must be known that Zheng Qingping had also passed through the Bone Forging Realm. Furthermore, after his cultivation had reached the Regulated Breathing Realm, his body's tyrannical degree was many times stronger than the average Bone Forging Realm martial arts practitioner's body. Who would have thought that he would not be able to block Qin Lang's palm blade strike, and even have a piece of his sternum cracked!
"Brat, you're dead! You're completely dead! You actually dared to injure me. You're destined to die today! After you die, I'll hang your corpse on the old city wall and let that little bastard Lu Qingshan appear! "Zheng Qingping roared angrily.
"You talk too much nonsense. Die —"
Qin Lang's attack was successful. Instantly, his demonic nature exploded. The aura and strength of his body seemed to be twice as strong as before. He was completely unafraid of Zheng Qingping's Regulated Breathing Realm cultivation. His fists were like lightning as they landed on Zheng Qingping's body.
"Brat! I'm going to tear you into a thousand pieces! "Zheng Qingping roared angrily. He displayed all the skills he had learned in his life and aimed a fatal blow at Qin Lang's body.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
In just a short while, Qin Lang had already thrown out more than ten punches. Most of them landed on Zheng Qingping's body. However, Qin Lang himself had also been hit five times by his opponent.
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zheng Qingping's mouth. Qin Lang's punches were getting more and more ferocious. Each punch was stronger than the previous one. They had cracked and broken a few of Zheng Qingping's bones. They had also injured Zheng Qingping's internal organs.
However, Zheng Qingping believed that Qin Lang's injuries should be more serious than his. This was because each of his punches carried a strong inner force that was enough to injure Qin Lang's internal organs. Moreover, there were traces of blood at the corner of Qin Lang's mouth. It seemed that he had indeed suffered internal injuries.
"Brat, let's see how long you can last —"
Zheng Qingping thought that Qin Lang was already at the end of his rope. He was about to tease Qin Lang with the attitude of a victor. However, he saw Qin Lang use his tongue to lick the blood at the corner of his mouth. Then, like a demon that had tasted blood, he laughed maniacally and charged towards Zheng Qingping again. He was actually stronger, fiercer, and more domineering than before!
"Impossible! How could this brat be so strong! What kind of monster is he!? " Zheng Qingping roared in his heart. At this moment, he even had the thought of retreating. However, the current Qin Lang was like a wounded, berserk beast. How could he let him escape? He unleashed the Devil Sect's fist technique and beat Zheng Qingping to death.
Although Zheng Qingping had True Qi protecting his body, Qin Lang was not afraid at all. This was because no matter how powerful Zheng Qingping's True Qi was, it could not be stronger than the Elephant Seeing Monk. Therefore, Zheng Qingping's True Qi protecting his body was not of much use to Qin Lang. Moreover, Qin Lang's muscles and bones were many times stronger than other Bone Forging stage people. Even Zheng Qingping's True Qi would find it difficult to injure him. In addition, Qin Lang had comprehended the effect of the Dragon Subduing Stance's "Disperse Force". Every time he was hit, he would be able to disperse the force from the hit area to his whole body. Therefore, the current Qin Lang's resistance to attacks was not ordinary.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!
Qin Lang's fists and feet bombarded Zheng Qingping's body like a storm. Moreover, Qin Lang's fists were getting fiercer and fiercer. He was like a fighting machine that never knew fatigue. It seemed as if he would not stop until he killed Zheng Qingping. On the contrary, Zheng Qingping's True Qi protecting his body was getting weaker and weaker. Although he would occasionally counterattack, his inner strength was not enough to break Qin Lang's muscles and bones. Instead, it increased Qin Lang's ferocity, making him even more berserk.
Just like those fierce generals who were possessed, they would often become more ferocious the more they killed on the battlefield. This was because pain and bloodshed would only further increase their ferocity. Unless they were completely killed, these possessed fellows would continue to go crazy.
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