Chapter 61 (1/2)

Qin Lang holds the sword in his right hand, and the palm of his left hand is opened. A huge shield formed by ice is formed on his left hand. The shield is protected on his left hand. In his right hand, the sword pulls out a perfect arc to block the daggers attacked by five black robed men from all directions.

”Dang! Bang The sound of metal cross attack is endless and continuous. Because the attack is too tight, the sound of metal cross attack is like the roar of motors, and never stops.

The attack lasted for about a minute. During this period, Qin Lang was in a defensive state. However, this does not mean that he is not capable of fighting back. He is only carefully observing the means of the five men and testing their strength.

With this short fight, Qin Lang can conclude that the strength of these five men is absolutely in the later stage of the martial arts, otherwise their speed would not have been so fast.

After this wave of attacks, the five black robed men knew that they could not break Qin Lang's defense for a time, so they decisively chose to open a distance and look for an opportunity to attack Qin Lang again.

This is the assassin's usual method. If he fails to make a strike, he will withdraw and look for another chance to give the enemy a fatal blow.

Five black robed men stand in a circle around Qin Lang and surround him. If it's a fight among ordinary people, this method is undoubtedly the most effective, but in the eyes of practitioners, it's useless.

”Are you so capable that you can't even break my defense, and you want to kill me, really...” At this point, Qin Lang held up the shield that his left hand held tightly.

On the ice and above the shield, there are traces of being attacked by the black robed man, but the depth of the trace is not even one tenth of the shield, let alone hurt Qin Lang.

As for the five black robed men, Qin Lang also felt that their breath had just changed a little. At this time, it was a little messy. It must have been caused by the intense attack and the excessive consumption of spiritual power in the body.

Li ba is still cold looking at the field of six people in the fight, and did not move.

”After your attack, it's my turn. Today I'll show you what strength is.” Qin Lang said to the five men in black, and then glanced at li ba standing in the distance.

Then Qin Lang's figure shook a little, then disappeared in place.

”No, back!” One of the five men in black smelled a trace of danger and said in a cold voice to the four next to him that the man in black seemed to be the leader of the five.

As soon as the voice of the head of the black robed man fell, the ghost figure of Qin Lang appeared directly behind a black robed man!

At this time, the sword in Qin Lang's hand has become a sharp dagger, and his right hand stabbed at the heart of one of the black robed people.

”Poof!” The sound of a tough object cutting flesh and blood came from the man in the black robe.

Qin Lang's attack did not go as smoothly as he expected.

When the ice blade in Qin Lang's hand was about to pierce the heart of the black robed man, the black robed man instinctively turned over his body and picked it up with his left arm.

Qin Lang's attack was slightly deviated. The sharp ice blade crossed his chest and slid onto his arm. Qin Lang didn't kill him directly in this attack, but just cut off the black robed man's left arm.