Wang Lang remained motionless, and his movements had already shown his meaning.

Before Wang Lang could react, Cao Qiufeng had already arrived in front of Wang Lang and pressed Wang Lang's heart to push Wang Lang back.

I heard a loud bang.

Wang Lang was pressed to the wall, and the entire wall was squeezed out of the shape of a person by Wang Lang's body, but the brick wall of this building was quite strong and not broken.

Cao Qiufeng twisted his wrist and slapped Wang Langxin's mouth with another harsh palm.

With another loud bang.

Wang Lang was photographed directly from the wall and fell towards the street outside.

On the street.

Cars come and go, and there are endless streams.

I heard a rumbling sound, and I saw the wall on the second floor of the hotel next to me breaking, and a figure flew out of it.

There was a loud clang.

A car was smashed by Wang Lang's body, and kept making whimpering alarms.

Wang Lang stood up from the roof of the car.

Passers-by were still in a state of confusion and looked at Wang Lang, not knowing what was wrong.

Immediately afterwards, I saw two figures flying out of the hole above and landing on the ground flutteringly.

Cao Qiufeng pointed his toes, "Black Dragon King, there will be a date later!"

Leaving first.

The ghost hand was still in the same state, turning his head to face Wang Lang, and his two tilted eyes looked at Wang Lang, wanting to remember Wang Lang firmly.

Cao Qiufeng sniffed his nose, grabbed a little girl and smelled it. A red light flashed in his eyes, and the little girl immediately cried and shouted that she was mom to save me.

The little girl's mother ran out of the shop next to her and rushed up with a roar. Cao Qiufeng just waved his hand easily, and the little girl's mother flew out, like a willow catkins rising in the wind.

"Fatty, come out to save people!" Wang Lang roared and headed towards Cao Qiufeng.

There was a clanging sound.

The dragon sword was unsheathed, and the long black sword slashed towards Cao Qiufeng.

Cao Qiufeng smiled slightly, flicked his wide sleeves, and steadily caught Wang Lang's knife with his sleeves.

The dragon sword is so sharp that it does not break through Cao Qiufeng's sleeve.

Cao Qiufeng took a slightly back half a step, and pulled Wang Lang's knife into his arms with his sleeve.

Wang Lang was pulled towards Cao Qiufeng's arms.

Cao Qiufeng twisted his wrist and an iron ball appeared in his palm, coming towards Wang Lang's face. When the iron ball was about to reach Wang Lang's face, it suddenly bloomed and formed an iron lotus. The petals faced Wang Lang, and he would definitely kill Wang Lang in an instant.

Wang Lang blocked the knife.

There was a loud jingle.

Mars burst out from Cao Qiufeng's palm.

Wang Lang's body rubbed against the ground and retreated wildly. With a loud bang, Wang Lang's body hit the car heavily. Wang Lang was fine, but Wang Lang had a groove in the car.

The onlookers suddenly exclaimed and pointed at Wang Lang in disbelief.

Just now, Wang Lang was only wearing clothes and didn't see anything else.

After Wang Lang took Cao Qiufeng's move, a pair of armor suddenly appeared on Wang Lang's body, majestic and domineering, and heroic.

Wang Lang slowly stood up with a long knife.

The moment he got up, the onlookers seemed to be fascinated, with a heroic look and majestic spirit, like a young and handsome general guarding the frontier.

Wang Lang's ferocious dragon sword turned and headed towards Cao Qiufeng again.

Cao Qiufeng shook his sleeves, "I said where did the dragon armor go? It turned out that it was worn by the Black Dragon King. Sure enough, this dragon armor is equipped for the Black Dragon King. The world is not chaotic, and the dragon will not come out."

Wang Lang doesn’t care what Cao Qiufeng said, Cao Qiufeng’s combat power is really not as simple as ordinary people. He said before that Cao Qiufeng is the Golden Sword Guard in front of the Dragon Slaying Dragon.

But now it seems that among the few people who were captured by Dragon Slayer, Shi Ling and Ghost Hand are not as good as Cao Qiufeng, the romantic top scholar.

Cao Qiufeng had one-handed girl Lin Zifan's neck as if she was holding a little chicken. The other hand was behind her back and looked at Wang Lang.

"I haven't seen each other for a year, the Black Dragon King's skills have improved a lot." Cao Qiufeng said with a smile.

Wang Lang looked at Cao Qiufeng's scarlet pupils and was assimilated by the vampire's bloodline again.

Moreover, Cao Qiufeng can be crazy at any time, and his aura is long and looks more durable. However, the previous Ghost Hand and Shi Ling did not last so long. If they become crazy for a while, they will become weak and not as powerful as that.

"Let the child go." Wang Lang said in a deep voice.

Cao Qiufeng raised the little girl in his hand. His eyes were not the one who wanted someone, but more like the eyes of a ferocious beast looking at the prey.

"Does the Black Dragon King want to save her?" Cao Qiufeng jokingly.

Wang Lang turned the dragon sword in his hand and kicked his feet. Wang Lang stepped on a pit on the ground.

It soared into the sky and slashed towards Cao Qiufeng with a sword, with an extremely fast speed. The onlookers even heard the sound of the sound of the knife breaking through the air.

bite!

Cao Qiufeng raised his hand and the lotus in his hand bloomed, blocking Wang Lang's slash. With this knife, Cao Qiufeng took two steps back and the iron lotus in his hand changed shape.

Looking down at the iron lotus in his hand, Cao Qiufeng smiled slightly.

"I've grown abilities."

A creaking sound came, Cao Qiufeng's fingers gathered together, and the iron lotus was forcibly pinched into a ball by Cao Qiufeng. He threw it away with his hand, and the iron ball came towards Wang Lang's face.

Wang Lang dodged away for a moment and headed towards Cao Qiufeng again.

It was also at this time that the fat man's figure fell from the sky, and he pressed against Cao Qiufeng with one move.

Cao Qiufeng remained motionless.

Wang Lang captured the plate, and the fat man attacked the plate.

As it was about to come, Cao Qiufeng raised his hand, his index fingers and middle fingers were put together, and a piece of Qi was forced out of his fingers. Cao Qiufeng rushed towards the sky.

Ao!

It seems as if chrysanthemums are blooming all over the mountains in spring.

The fat man was howling and hugging Da* with his face full of enjoyment, rolling his eyes, his face turned pale, and his feet were only toes on the ground, like a fat swan dancing ballet.

Wang Lang really wants to be laughed at by this fat man.

The dragon sword had reached Cao Qiufeng's heart in an instant.

But the tip of the knife just pressed against his chest and stopped. Cao Qiufeng wrapped Qi and clamped Wang Lang's knife.

It was at this moment that Wang Lang clearly felt that Cao Qiufeng was a real realm of creation rather than a fake realm of ghost hand releasing spirits.

"Is it okay that the Black Dragon King doesn't know that the peak return realm cannot defeat the Creation Realm?" Cao Qiufeng smiled slightly.

Wang Lang's angrily appeared, and he slapped the knife hard on the handle of the knife. The dragon sword pushed forward alively, and a ball of blood burst out from Cao Qiufeng's chest.

Cao Qiufeng looked down at the bleeding wound, his eyes gradually becoming scarlet.

Wang Lang gradually felt that Cao Qiufeng's two fingers holding the dragon sword were getting stronger and stronger. Wang Lang withdrew the knife before Cao Qiufeng's strength reached its peak and took several steps back.

The fat man there clamped his legs and took out a three-numbschalk from somewhere. He stretched it straightened in his hand.

The battle is about to break out.

This time, Wang Lang was not the turn of action. Cao Qiufeng took the lead and came to Wang Lang's face with a palm.

The fat man wanted to come and help, but who knew that the ghost hand would run into the middle. The fat man didn't care about it, and the three nunchakus in his hand was waving and headed towards the ghost hand.

But a terrifying scene appeared. Two big braids emerged from the Ghost Hand Cuckold's hat, one big black braid, and one big red braid. The two big braids and the fat man's nunchakus were entangled.

This scene shocked many passers-by.

Call the police!

I don’t know who was the first to call the police, but it suddenly seemed to make everyone awake. Passers-by took out their cell phones to call the police.

Not long after, the police car arrived.

When he saw four people jumping up and down on the road, Cao Qiufeng was holding a little girl in one hand and was able to jump up and down from the big tree next to him, extremely flexible.

The fat man was slamming the ghost hand, and the ghost hand seemed to have been completely assimilated by the poisonous worm. The real ghost hand has become a carrier. It is better to say that the ghost hand is fighting with the fat man, but it is better to say that two poisonous worms are worms.

I don’t know that Liu Yinglong was making yarn, so he actually released the ghost hand. At that time, the ghost hand grabbed the ghost hand in the place full of coffins. Why are you here again now?

Wang Lang was able to compete with Cao Qiufeng at the beginning, but as time went by, Wang Lang had already started to struggle.

The combat power of the Creation Realm is not comparable to that of the Peak Return Realm.

Even if the energy in the body of two people is the same, their strength is the same.

However, the same move can definitely be used to burst out the greatest power with the smallest force.

The police held up a trumpet and asked several people to stop fighting.
To be continued...