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Chapter 179 Calculate, calculate!(1/2)

"Strength, body activity, has almost increased two levels... Is this the gain from the void?"

Qi Kun looked at Langren at high altitude and kept analyzing Langren's comprehensive data.

And Lang Ren's Dance Crow Spear had already hit Qian Yanliang.

Qian Yanliang also has a small plan in his heart.

As an envoy of a higher civilization, why is this C-level supernatural being in front of you asked to kill it on the spot?

What is he worthy of being so feared by higher civilizations?

Qian Yanliang wants to test it.

Looking at the spear that broke the wind in front of him, Qian Yanliang's pupils didn't move.

boom--

The spear hit the ground straight, and all the power was concentrated at the point of contact, shattering more than ten meters of land in an instant.

"After shadow?!"

Lang Ren, as the attacker, saw it very clearly. The moment his spear hit the opponent, he integrated into his body and then passed through!

It seems to have hit the afterimage of the non-existent entity.

No! This is his essence!

Lang Renheng swung a sword and released the Karma Fire Slash, and Heng penetrated the opponent in one word, but it could not cause any damage.

Qian Yanliang ignored Langren's attack, stepped forward and came to Langren's face, stretching his palm straight towards Langren's face.

But this move has been empty.

"Hmm? I'm missing?" Qian Yanliang watched Lang Ren disappear from under his eyes, and his palm that wanted to grab Lang's head also sprinkled into the air.

Behind you!

A slight whistling sound came into his ears. Qian Yanliang decisively turned his body and kicked sideways, accurately hitting the long sword that was cut down vertically, pressing down horizontally with the long sword at an arc angle, stepping on the extremely explosive knife under his feet.

Kalala-

A crack extends dozens of meters from under the blade! It looks like a crack that collapses during an earthquake.

Lang Ren, who was lifted by nearly half of his strength, hit the threshold of A-level with the blessing of proficiency.

With a bang, Qian Yanliang, who was stepping on the long sword, staggered slightly. It turned out that Lang Ren directly removed the long sword's appearance at this time, and let him step on the air.

Lang Ren's vacant right hand was held on the Dance Crow Gun and turned around and smashed it over.

Swish-

It's empty again!

The spear penetrated directly through Qian Yanliang's body.

‘Is it similar to the power of God?’

But why did he use kicks to resolve the knife he just was there?

Blurred impression?

When a few inspiration flashed in Lang Ren's heart instantly, the Assassination Minister was not idle, and his fist turned into a afterimage.

The Ninja Eye has reached the extreme, and wants to understand the other party's movements.

Trajectory - Can't see clearly!

It seems that there are boxing shadows all over the sky, and it seems that there is only one boxing shadow.

The Yellow Spring Knife flashed out of his hand instantly, and the power of climbing the carp blocked the invisible fist shadow.

The crisp sound of the two bodies of the tumbling body-

Lang Ren barely resisted the two punches and was smashed out again. With a tilt, he was deeply embedded in the ground and unable to move.

"Is it over?"

Qian Yanliang breathed a sigh of relief. He had just finished warming up and thought this Shura could hold on for a while.

However, being able to take a few moves in Class A can give all Class C a face.

"Maybe, don't leave any living, kill me quickly."

Sensing Lang Ren's breath and the sound of the body's operation seemingly, Qi Kun turned around and prepared to leave.

"yes."

When Qian Yanliang walked forward to deal with Langren, his eyebrows suddenly raised.

Lang Ren, who was originally in the pit, got up again.

"Do you still want to struggle?"

Qian Yanliang smiled, and looked at Langren put away the spear in his hand, took a step back with his right leg, bowed down, and his hand holding the knife was huddled behind him, pointing the tip of the knife at him.

Why should he take such an obvious way of stabbing and attacking in front of A?

Well, then you come here to die.

Lang Ren narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hand holding the knife trembled a little because his wrist was too painful.

Just now lying in the pit, he was thinking about ways to break the field, because he still had some strength and had the state of falling in the double gods. The current consumption is not large, because the ability to avoid injury is not serious.

But it cannot be consumed like this.

Taking advantage of the short time to show weakness, my brain quickly started thinking: I squinted my eyes and did not get out of the coldness of my eyes.

‘There is only this opportunity. That young man should be the advancer of cultivating civilization. Why don’t he take action? I’m afraid he has some concerns...’

When he thought of the word "concern", Langren suddenly remembered his time in Quanwan.

When the figure condensed by the light ball appeared, he was very restrained, and even the louder voice made him shrink.

'They can take action, but within certain restrictions...will there be any consumption problems?'

For example, spiritual power or something?

After confirming that there were restrictions on the young man's attack, Lang Ren's consciousness was placed in front of him assassination minister.

When we met, the other party gave a warning, that is, erase the impression.

Lang Ren's guess is "existence"-like superpowers.

The essence of existence lies in the word "existence".

Fuzzy and erase one's own existence in the consciousness and senses of others, and weaken existence. So how should the characteristics similar to the power of the divine power just now be derived?

exist!

Cut off your existence in this space.

But why is there a weakness behind it? I just slashed the other party with one word on Qian Yanliang's back but could not avoid it in the way of divine power. So the activation condition for this ability is "front"?

Langren was not sure if this was a trap set by the other party on purpose, but he could only give it a try now.

The rusty long knife was crossed across his chest, and the cold light gently stroked from the tip of the knife to the hilt, and the three-color light slid down from Lang Ren's body.

He needs speed.

Bang!

After stepping on it, the cement floor suddenly collapsed! Then, gravel burst like a splash of water was raised from behind Lang Ren!

Giant Ninja Spurs!

"So fast—"

The long sword stabbed Qian Yanliang straight, and Langren Qibu's figure was almost blurred in his eyes!

This is comparable to the A-level speed!

Just as he was about to take action, Lang Ren's figure, together with his breath and voice suddenly disappeared!

Qian Yanliang suddenly remembered the situation where he just disappeared from Langren and appeared behind him!

"Move instantaneously? Can this speed also move instantly at the same time?"

He suddenly turned around and wanted to meet Lang Ren's blade, but found that it was not behind him.

At this moment, his back was keenly sensing the murderous aura released by the other party, and he frowned.

It was him who calculated the wrong thing, not the teleportation feature!

‘Damn it, underestimate the enemy.’

Fortunately, as a level A, the repeated turnover was only a matter of a moment, and the opponent was not a level A with a evenly match. Otherwise, this flaw was enough for him to die.

At 0:00 a.m., the moment Lang Ren appeared, the long sword had already stabbed Qian Yanliang's chest quickly.

I saw the long knife directly penetrate Qian Yanliang's chest.

But there was no real piercing feeling on the hand. Lang Ren killed countless people, and the feeling of cutting the flesh had long been remembered by the subcutaneous nerves.

"Die."
To be continued...
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