Making Great Fortune Overnight

3There was only a ball of hair in the middle of his head, and he had a square beard on his lips. He looked graceful and vigorous, and he was wearing a Japanese robe as he walked in the wind.    

    

Nearly a hundred disciples of the Martial Alliance wanted to stop him, but they were suppressed by his aura, and they couldn't help but retreat.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Lu Bao roared furiously and attacked together with Soong Xiaoyu and Chang Zi.    

    

The old man didn't stop and waved his sleeve.    

    

"Bang! Bang! Bang! The three of them were instantly flipped over, blood spurting out of their mouths and noses as they fell to the ground.    

    

They were unrivalled.    

    

"Army Obliteration? You used Army Obliteration?"    

    

Zuo Chenbing exclaimed, "Xiaoquan Wuzheng?"    

    

Qin Lang's pupils contracted. He did not expect Xiaoquan Wuzheng to come in person.    

    

Xiaoquan Wuzheng had also locked onto Qin Lang. He was neither fast nor slow. He strolled leisurely and waved his sleeves occasionally.    

    

"Nearly a hundred disciples who were blocking the way were sent flying away like waves. They couldn't even touch a hair of Xiaoquan Wuzheng.    

    

His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and he looked as beautiful as jade.    

    

"Old monster."    

    

Qin Lang shouted in his heart. The power of Little Spring had exceeded his imagination.    

    

However, Qin Lang did not stop. He moved his feet and pointed at Xiaoquan Wuzheng again.    

    

True Qi instantly shot out like a lightning bolt.    

    

The Zhen Qi was very fast, so fast that only a thread could be seen! Ten meters away, Xiaoquan Wuzheng was still calm.    

    

When the True Qi flew in front of him, he suddenly threw his right hand forward.    

    

The wind from his fist was like the roar of a furious beast.    

    

"Clang! With this strike, he forcefully stopped the long spear that he had practiced with his true qi, causing sparks to fly everywhere.    

    

At this moment, Qin Lang leapt forward like a fairy dancing in the wind.    

    

His momentum was like thunder! Xiaoquan Wuzheng, who had always been high and mighty, had a look of surprise on his face this time.    

    

He made a backhand grabbing motion, and a stream of white gas turned into a long sword and stabbed forward.    

    

The sword was like a thunderclap that cut through heaven and earth! "Dang!"    

    

The spear and sword collided, and the light and shadow shattered. Qin Lang was sent flying backwards.    

    

"Plop! Qin Lang twisted a few times in the air before he landed on the stairs with a dull thud. His face had never been so pale before.    

    

After sending Qin Lang flying with one strike, Xiaoquan Wuzheng did not stop. Instead, he threw the air sword at Qin Lang.    

    

"Chi!"    

    

Lightning flew out and pointed at Qin Lang! Qin Lang's pupils shrank. He suddenly put his hands together, and a fierce true qi shot out from between his palms, slashing forward.    

    

"Clang!" Another shocking explosion rang out.    

    

Immediately after that, a powerful force suddenly erupted in front of Qin Lang.    

    

In an instant, Qin Lang was sent flying and crashed into a pillar of Martial Alliance, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.    

    

"Plop!" Qin Lang felt a sweetness in his throat. He could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

Chang Zichong, Soong Xiaoyu, and the others were all shocked.    

    

They had witnessed Qin Lang's ability a long time ago, and it was definitely an extraordinary martial art. However, they didn't expect that they would meet Xiaoquan Wuzheng who couldn't even last ten moves.    

    

This Xiaoquan Wuzheng was rumored to be a Third Grade Divine Stage, and he was afraid that he wasn't just a Third Grade Divine Stage. It seemed as if he was trying to lift a heavy weight as if it was a light weight, as if he was trying to test it out with a small knife.    

    

Seeing Qin Lang injured, Chang Zichong ignored the pain and rushed over to support him. "Chairman Qin!"    

    

After that, a few young men quietly took a step forward and stared at Xiaoquan Wuzheng with cold eyes.    

    

They knew that they were just pieces of meat in front of Little Spring, but they had to protect Qin Lang with all their might no matter what.    

    

Zhou Qian Yuan stood in front of the young men and squatted down, looking at Little Spring coldly with an exceptionally solemn expression. He had participated in more than a hundred battles, but he had never seen such an opponent before. Today, he could only fight with all his might to protect the president.    

    

Zuo Chenbing and the woman with big breasts were gloating over their misfortune. If it wasn't for the fact that they were all disciples of the Martial Alliance, they would have cried out 'good'.    

    

"I'm fine!"    

    

Qin Lang stopped them. He half-knelt on the ground and coughed.    

    

This was the first time he had been defeated like this since his debut. However, there was no sadness or pain on Qin Lang's face, let alone despair and despair.    

    

Because his cultivation was currently at a critical juncture. Could it be the will of heaven that Xiaoquan Wuzheng appeared at this moment?    

    

After this setback, he was confident that he could defeat Xiaoquan Wuzheng.    

    

However, in the eyes of others, Qin Lang would definitely be easily defeated by Xiaoquan Wuzheng.    

    

Qin Lang took a deep breath and chanted the incantation to circulate the Pound Medicine True Scripture, hoping that he could recover some of his strength.    

    

Old Mrs. La had said that the martial arts in Moon Inviting Palace was very mysterious, but there was a secret that had been kept secret for generations. In a certain period of time, the divine power would be greatly reduced. Usually, at this time, every generation, Venerable Lord would sneak into the deep mountains to avoid being hunted by his enemies. He would concentrate on cultivating until his martial arts recovered.    

    

It was just like how everything would hibernate once winter arrived.    

    

Unfortunately, after his body was covered in dirt yesterday, although Qin Lang's bodily functions had returned to being pure, he felt that the circulation of true qi was not as smooth as before.    

    

At this moment, Qin Lang's entire body was in extreme pain. Then, an abnormal change occurred in his body.    

    

His blood vessels were involuntarily heating up, and then his entire body was boiling. Qin Lang felt all the cells in his body running.    

    

They were running wildly in groups within his body.    

    

His bones were also cracking and cracking.    

    

Their blood kept hitting their throats, and they were about to spurt out blood again several times.    

    

"Qin Lang, I won't kill you today."    

    

Seeing Qin Lang's face constantly changing between red and white, it was obvious that he had suffered a great internal injury. Xiaoquan Wuzheng said with a look of contempt, "Because it's meaningless to kill you now. I want a week later. I will destroy you in front of everyone on the Great Wall."    

    

"Not only do I want to avenge my son Wu Yong, I also want to tell the world that the martial arts of Huaxia can't even withstand a single blow from me."    

    

"I can crush all of you with just a lift of my hand."    

    

"Don't even think about running away. Even the heavens can't protect the people that I, Xiaoquan Wuzheng, want to kill."    

    

"Take care of yourselves!"    

    

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.    

    

The Martial Alliance disciples wanted to stop him, but they were stopped by Zhou Qian Yuan sternly, "Don't stop him, let him go."    

    

Zhou Qian Yuan knew very well that none of them could fight Xiaoquan Wuzheng. Instead, they would let him start a massacre.    

    

The disciples of Martial Alliance could only grit their teeth and make way, and the grievance on their faces could be clearly seen.    

    

At the same time, there was also a wisp of dejection on their faces.    

    

Their territory had been invaded by the enemy as if there was no one there. The Yanjing Martial Alliance would probably become a laughing stock in the future.    

    

"Qin Lang, remember this. Be obedient and come to the Great Wall to die seven days later."    

    

"One second late, I will kill ten people. One minute late, I will kill a thousand of your people. If you dare not come, I will annihilate your entire family."    

    

Xiaoquan Wuzheng swaggered away arrogantly.    

    

The group of Japanese also laughed wildly as they left the room. Along the way, they even kicked the Martial Alliance disciples who had rushed over after hearing the news.    

    

He was incomparably arrogant.    

    

"Pah!"    

    

At this time, the big-breasted woman suddenly walked over and gave Qin Lang the Slap without any warning.    

    

"Trash!"    

    

Obviously, she was certain that Qin Lang was dead, so she did not hide her resentment.    

    

"You..." Chang Zi was about to step forward in anger, but was stopped by Zuo Chenbing's glare. "What are you doing?    

    

Are you trying to rebel?"    

    

"Did Chu Chu say something wrong when she said that Qin Lang is trash?"    

    

"He is not as good as a person, and he doesn't have a tail between his legs. He even dares to challenge others and harm himself. He is even worse than a trash."    

    

"Qin Lang, this matter started because of you, so it should be destroyed because of you. Quickly settle this matter, or else the Martial Alliance will be implicated as well."    

    

"Also, from now on, suspend your authority as the chairman, and make you have no right to mobilize your disciples as cannon fodder."    

    

Zuo Chenbing decisively threw the man down while he was down. "If you dare to disobey, I will kill you without mercy."