Master Shennong

Chapter 680
However, at this time, it was too late.

It's hard to imagine how fast the Bing Zi Jue is. Even if the Bing Zi Jue is about to rush to the thunder, it has to be a bit slower.

What's more, there is an old saying, martial arts in the world, only fast can not be broken.

A flash of sword light flashed across Zhao Rang's right arm, which was about to be withdrawn, and he raised the knife and cut off Zhao Rang's right arm from the middle, who was a strong man in the mid-stage of the robbery state.

Zhao Rang's right hand was thrown out directly, quite far away from his body.

Zhao Rang was a strong man in the Tribulation Realm, and his physique was so strong, but with Qin Lan's sword, his right hand was cut off as cleanly as cutting melons and vegetables.

At that moment, even if Zhao Rang was a strong man in the Jiemie Realm, he might be lucky enough to survive even without his body, so he couldn't help but let out a rather high-pitched cry of pain.

Ten fingers connected to a heart, not to mention an arm.

The pain and humiliation of having an arm cut off by Qin Lan almost prevented Zhao Rang from falling into madness.

Fortunately, Zhao Rang, as a strong man in the Tribulation Realm, had a strong Dao heart, and could endure even the shocking anger.

He glared at Qin Lan viciously, and he didn't hide his murderous intent at all. The murderous intent was so intense that it was enough to set off a storm in the entire seventh-level formation.

Even the ginseng fruit tree not far in front of him, there was no wind, and a few green leaves fell leisurely.

Surprisingly, Zhao Rang did not take advantage of the anger in his heart to fight back against Qin Lan.

He jumped out and chased after his arm that was cut off by Qin Lan.

Arm rebirth and reconnection are two different concepts.

The former requires a lot of wasted energy, but the latter can be done easily.

How to choose between the two, even if Zhao Rang is a fool, he knows what to do.

Zhao Rang knew what to do, and Qin Lan naturally knew too. The golden light in his eyes surged, and everything in front of him seemed to be in slow motion under his delusion-breaking eyes.

To deal with Zhao Rang, who is stronger than him, he has to step by step. The situation in front of him is under his control. Naturally, he will not let Zhao Rang get his arm back so safely.

Raising his hand was another sword, the same Nine Swords Jue and the second sword, Bing Zi Jue.

A ray of golden light was startled by a glimpse, and it swept across thousands of miles.

This time, Zhao Rang was somewhat wary of Qin Lan's weird attack. He didn't think Qin Lan would miss such a good opportunity to attack him.

With his heart trembling, coupled with the sense of danger, the true energy in his dantian surged out, and the twenty or so dao rhymes around his body also became turbulent.

Moving his body, Zhao Rang abruptly placed his body in the most dangerous place, stretched out his other hand, and grabbed his severed arm.

The speed of Qin Lan's sword was shattered, but the attack power was not satisfactory. Zhao Rang took precautions, but the effect was not as good as before, and was completely blocked by Zhao Rang.

It was at this moment that Zhao Rang's arm was rejoined with his right arm.

Seeing such a scene, Qin Lan couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If he had known this was the case, he should have switched to another sword. He was still not thinking carefully when dealing with the matter.

It's good now, I missed the best opportunity, and Zhao Rang will definitely be more prepared for him next time.

"Boy, in all these years, you are still the first person who can hurt me. You are indeed a young man who can make me fancy. It is indeed not easy!" Zhao Rang moved his right arm a few times lightly, resentful Said perfectly.

Being injured by a junior is like capsizing the boat in the gutter, which will naturally make Zhao Rang feel angry.

Zhao Rang looked at Qin Lan, and continued: "You are proud enough, even if you will face death next!"

This is the second time Zhao Rang told Qin Lan that Qin Lan is about to face death.

No one would have any doubts about Zhao Rang's words. As a strong man in the Jie Mie Realm, he is only qualified to say such words when facing a strong man in the early stage of the Void Stepping Realm.

It's just that Qin Lan is a little noncommittal at this time. Qin Lan has never been polite to people who want to kill him, "If you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability!"

At this moment, Zhao Rang would never feel that Qin Lan was arrogant. Qin Lan had already proved everything with his strength.

He said coldly: "You will see it, and you will be able to see it soon!"

In Zhao Rang's hand, a broad sword with a simple pattern appeared.

There are many mottled spots on the broad sword that have experienced years, and it also has a strong sense of vicissitudes that have experienced years.

This is a timeless broadsword.

Holding the broad sword, Zhao Rang's aura suddenly changed. If Zhao Rang before was just an immortal cultivator who made Qin Lan feel unfathomable, then Zhao Rang at this time must be a person who made Qin Lan feel like a mountain. The old man who looked up.

The old man's killing intent really made Qin Lan feel terrified.

But at this moment, what really caught Qin Lan's attention was the broad sword.

If Qin Lan's level of refining was not mistaken, that broad sword is definitely a fake fairy weapon, and it is the first fake fairy weapon Qin Lan has seen for a long time.

As a strong man in the Tribulation Realm, it is normal to have a fake fairy weapon, but it is a bit of a headache for Qin Lan to confirm this at this time.

"Boy, this simple broad sword in my hand is a fake fairy weapon handed down from the mountain gate since ancient times. You can hurt me enough to win my respect. For a respectable opponent like you, I must show my best sword!" The powerful side will kill you!" Zhao Rang looked at Qin Lan indifferently, as if Qin Lan was already a corpse.

Qin Lan's eyes flickered, but he didn't expect it to be a fake fairy weapon.

Zhao Rang's strength already made Qin Lan feel that he was no match, and with the addition of this powerful pseudo-celestial weapon, Qin Lan was even weaker.

Qin Lan's heart beat, she squinted her eyes and glanced at Zhao Rang, and out of the corner of her eye, she looked at the ginseng fruit trees beside her.

The purpose of his coming here is to obtain the roots of the ginseng fruit tree, not to compete with Zhao Rang, a strong man in the robbery realm. He wants to compete. There will be opportunities in the future, but it is definitely not this time.

Qin Lan, who had made a decision in his heart, completely lost the meaning of Zhao Rang's struggle for supremacy. He smiled, and the wings of Fenglei behind him suddenly flapped.

Qin Lan's whole person's running track is one side, just like the military art he used before, becoming invisible.

When Zhao Rang found Qin Lan's figure, Qin Lan had already appeared beside the ginseng fruit tree.

Zhao Rang, who was so shocked that his spiritual sense could not catch Qin Lan's figure, was taken aback by Qin Lan's actions before he had time to feel much shock. He saw that Qin Lan's hand had reached out to an unripe ginseng fruit.

The real ginseng fruit does not have such miraculous effects as in the legend, and naturally there are not as many precautions for picking as in the legend.

However, there are still some shortcomings when the unripe ginseng fruit is picked. The effect of ginseng fruit will be directly discounted in half.

For the ginseng fruit with anti-natural effects, half of the effect disappears, which is tantamount to throwing away everything.

This made Zhao Rang flustered all of a sudden, and roared again and again: "Boy, stop quickly, don't ruin the ginseng fruit! Don't you want the roots of the ginseng fruit tree? I'll dig it up as you like!"

Zhao Rang really didn't expect that Qin Lan would suddenly attack the ginseng fruit. Qin Lan moved so fast that he would just pick the ginseng fruit if he didn't fight him head-on. There was really nothing he could do about Qin Lan.

Ginseng fruit is the foundation of the rise of the mountain gate, and it is also a rare treasure in the world of cultivating immortals.

Although ginseng fruit is not as outrageous as in the legend, it takes 1 years to eat it once, but it only takes 100 years to ripen once.

This could not allow Zhao Rang to restrain the murderous intent in his heart and compromise with Qin Lan.

It's just that Qin Lan didn't pay attention to it at all. Although he didn't have to take revenge in his dealings with others, he still had clear grievances and grievances.

Now that Liangzi with Zhao Rang and Shanmen has already been formed, it must not be easily resolved. Since this is the case, he will not care about it when he starts his hands.

He wanted to quickly get the roots of the ginseng fruit tree under Zhao Rang's nose. If he couldn't dig it, he could only pull it out.

Before the tree is pulled out, there are some benefits that cannot be cheap.

He has already become an enemy with the mountain gate, so naturally he will not let go of any opportunity to reduce the strength of the mountain gate.

Rather than leaving the ginseng fruit to the mountain gate, it would be better to be taken away by him. If those cronies around him had the effect of ginseng fruit, they would definitely be able to grow faster.

He had a plan in his mind, and when he picked off the hundreds of ginseng fruits on this tree, he would cut off the ginseng fruit tree in front of him, and then uproot it to relieve his hatred.

There are ginseng and fruit trees here without the legendary Monkey King, so Qin Lan doesn't mind being the Monkey King who makes a big fuss in Wuzhuang Temple.

After leaving the mountain gate, the mountains are high and the water is far away, the sky is far away and the sea is wide, so what can the mountain gate do to him.

Waiting for his strength to improve, Shanmen and him may be afraid of whom!
"My little ancestor, Mr. Zhao made a mistake. Mr. Zhao admits his mistake to you here. Don't pick it up, don't pick it up!" Zhao Rang looked at Qin Lan and continued begging.

He tried to attack Qin Lan, trying to hinder Qin Lan's actions, but he followed behind Qin Lan, but he couldn't even touch Qin Lan's shadow.

Especially when Qin Lan was still near the ginseng fruit tree, Zhao Rang was a little timid and dared not be too impulsive, for fear that his attack would accidentally hurt the ginseng fruit tree.

Apart from using words to impress Qin Lan, Zhao Rang really has no other way to Qin Lan who is picking ginseng fruit.

But what is regrettable is that no matter what Zhao Rang said, Qin Lan was doing what she wanted to do wholeheartedly, only thinking that Zhao Rang was farting.

In the end, Zhao Rang was already furious, staring at Qin Lan's every move with wide eyes, and the killing intent surging in his body had already filled the space under the entire seven-level formation.

Fortunately, Qin Lan finally stopped picking ginseng fruit.

Standing in emptiness, he stood by the side of the ginseng fruit tree, looking at the bare ginseng fruit tree with only green leaves left, he let out a long sigh of relief, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "The number is too small, so we're done picking it?"

Zhao Rang, who was standing not far from Qin Lan, was almost not pissed off by Qin Lan. He was so angry that he even wanted to ignore the ginseng fruit tree, and sent a blatant blow to Qin Lan, leaving Qin Lan here.

Naturally, Qin Lan ignored Zhao Rang's mentality and the murderous intent floating around him. With a chuckle, he clasped his fists together and thanked, "Senior, hundreds of ginseng fruits are not too small to imagine. Junior thank you for your hospitality, so I am ready to say goodbye!"

Zhao Rang stood in the air, clenched his fists, and felt an urge to eat Qin Lan's flesh and drink Qin Lan's blood.

He can also resist the impulse in his heart, control the anger in his heart, and can't do it, can't do it, otherwise he will definitely hurt the ginseng fruit tree by mistake.

Just when Zhao Rang comforted himself in his heart not to be impulsive, his eye sockets suddenly widened, cracked instantly, and two lines of bloody tears flowed out.

The luxuriant ginseng fruit tree was suddenly cut down by Qin Lan. After that, Qin Lan even fell to the side of the trunk and pulled out the roots.

A voice full of resentment echoed in the entire seven-level formation at this time, deafening and persistent.

"Boy, I, Zhao Rang, swear that even if I go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan, I will find you, and I won't cut you into pieces. The hatred in my heart will not be eliminated!"

(End of this chapter)