I am a fairy in the world of mortals

Chapter 83 One vein versus three veins, I have the advantage

"Damn! Are you taking down my sign?" Li Lang lit a fire at his feet and ran quickly.

In fact, after the picture was hung up, the sparks under Li Lang's feet never went out, and the soles of his feet were almost burned through.

"Come here!" Hui Qing stretched out her hand to grab, and the mist grabbed Li Lang like a big hand.

Li Lang's body moved forward unconsciously, drifting towards Hui Qing.

Drive away smoke as a reminder, and the five diseases will rotate!
Huiqing's face suddenly burst into black air.

But when he opened his mouth to vomit, the sick air was completely sprayed out by him, like a black snake, flying straight into Li Lang's cheek.

"I have also learned the "Dongtian Glazed Pure Treasure Divine Art"!" Hui Qing said mockingly to Li Lang.

Although the magical powers obtained after learning magical skills may not be the same, the tendencies are obvious.

Huiqing has learned this magical skill, and if he uses it to condense his magical power, he will be able to relieve misfortune and cure diseases.

He will not be trapped by Li Lang's cycle of five illnesses.

Li Lang didn't answer. He lit a fire under his feet and flew out of the small courtyard, rushing towards the mountain forest.

He needs more combustibles to help him build a better sound flame stage.

However, Huiqing obviously wouldn't let him get his way.

"Take me first, dragon-shaped swastika handprint!" After Hui Qing said that, Li Lang felt a strong sense of oppression coming from behind.

A palm force that looked like a swastika or a dragon had covered the sky above Li Lang's head and was about to press down violently.

This attack contained traces of supernatural power. Li Lang felt that the gravity in the surrounding air had changed, and it became difficult to breathe.

Li Lang stood upright, lifted up the sky with one palm, and held the palm print, but his body fell suddenly, and his ankles were nailed into the soil.

Then the palm print began to rise and fall. It didn't contain hidden force, but was full of fierce force. It was about to smash Li Lang into the soil. It was not very harmful, but it was not low in humiliation.

Li Lang put one foot on the ground and began to spin at high speed. His fingers were like drill bits and he drilled hard.

The magical power and supernatural powers drive the output of true energy, forming a strong spiral force.

This is the collision of point and surface, as well as supernatural power and supernatural power, true energy and true energy biting each other.

The two forces collided and made a creaking sound.

Suddenly, Li Lang's zhenqi exploded for the second time, and with powerful tearing force, a gap was drilled out of the dragon-shaped swastika.

Huiqing's eyes widened, obviously surprised.

He really didn't expect that Li Lang's true energy would be so strong, completely unlike his current state.

Quite robust.

But Li Lang, who had escaped from the blockade, no longer focused on dodging. The fire under his feet splashed out, igniting the surrounding trees. Then his palms turned green, his figure was ethereal, and he had already rushed towards Hui Qing.

What he used was Qingyan Palm, one of the introductory martial arts of Qingyang Temple.

After this palm extreme state, the green energy is solidified in the palm, the body shape is erratic, the movement skills are indistinct, and it is most cunning in close combat.

However, Huiqing and Li Lang came from the same sect, and he had also worked hard on Qingyan Palm, and he had also cultivated it to perfection that year.

Knowing the truth about Qingyan Palm, he took two and a half steps back.

With a wave of his sleeves, martial arts mixed with magical powers, the wind howled and the mist rained like arrows, all hitting Li Lang, putting him in a dangerous situation where he could not escape or retreat.

Even if Li Lang had grown eight arms at this moment, he couldn't stop everything that was coming.

Whenever there is a hit, it will be cold to the bone, and the body will start to stiffen and slow down.

Huiqing showed mercy...but not much.

Faced with such a situation, Li Lang simply did not hide, but rushed forward recklessly, the true energy in his body reverberating.

At this moment, Li Lang used the "Hengshi Shou" of the Dingqiao martial arts corresponding to the Immortal Food Kung Fu.

The posture of one palm after another is very similar to Qingyan Palm, but it is not. Its method of movement is completely different. Although he was only at the level of Dacheng, if he made a sudden move and a surprise attack, he could still catch Hui Qing off guard.

Li Lang missed Huiqing's two divine veins and at least five magical powers, but he didn't panic at all.

Now Huiqing's mind is in a state of confusion. Although his fighting style is fierce, he doesn't have many tricks... The advantage is mine!

No matter how endless the fog arrows are, they will eventually come to an end.

At this moment, Li Lang was almost sealed in the frost, and his movements were very slow.

The sparks beneath his feet flickered for a moment with their last stubbornness, and then went out.

Huiqing stood in front of Li Lang and looked at Li Lang with a complicated expression.

After some output, he actually understood Li Lang's intention.

In fact, Huiqing's excellence was definitely not trapped by those brothel girls.

He is trapped within himself.

He was unwilling and unwilling to accept that fate, but he showed disdain, and he was even less willing to really escape this fate and just let go.

So he weaves beautiful things in his heart, and then uses a specific person to put these beautiful things into it.

That picture album is the embodiment of his dream.

What Li Lang did was equivalent to tearing apart these beautiful illusions and directly showing him the ordinary and vulgar things underneath.

His dream...it's time to wake up!

"Open it!" Li Lang crossed his arms slowly, his muscles bulging high.

Accompanied by the sound of the ice breaking.

Li Lang's arms clamped around Hui Qing, like the strongest lock.

Finally, Li Lang seized the opportunity to engage in face-to-face combat.

Li Lang believed that at such a distance, the gap between him and Hui Qing would be narrowed as much as possible.

Unless Huiqing still has some powerful physical powers that he hasn't used yet.

"Back off!" Hui Qing scolded.

Li Lang's body was swept away ten meters away like a cloud and mist.

Huiqing did not use physical magical powers, but he used a magical power with a strong command-like effect.

With one word, Li Lang retreated ten meters uncontrollably, completely throwing away the advantages of his previous business.

"Damn it, you have so many magical powers, but you're just a scumbag!" Li Lang said bitterly.

Huiqing: "That's right! I just used my magical power to bully you more than you!"

"Where are the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Suzaku?"

With a shout, the four holy beasts cut from leaves flew out from four directions. Although they were all fake, they did not have the majesty and sanctity of the real holy beasts at all.

But they became part of the formation, fixating Li Lang's four directions, forming an invisible Qi blockade.

Under this aura, it would be even more difficult for Li Lang to escape.

"I understand you, and I'm very grateful to you, but...junior brother! You have to let me vent my anger!" Hui Qing clenched her fists and walked forward step by step, planning to have a heart-to-heart fight.

Li Lang shouted: "Uncle Xueyu! If you don't come out, I will really run away!"

"Now that I have learned all the secrets of Qingyang Temple, I won't suffer any loss even if I run away!"

There was no other way, Huiqing acted dishonestly, did not follow the traditional communication procedures, established his own realm, and had a fair and just knight-style competition, openly using his superiority in magical powers to bully Li Lang.

Don't blame Li Lang for calling for foreign aid.

(End of this chapter)