So there is nothing Niu Dali can do to help Lan Xing in such a short period of time.

Although Lan Xing staggered back to her senses, it was too late. With her ability, there was absolutely no possibility of avoiding Guang Lang’s attack.

Therefore, Lan Xing did not hide anymore. He threw the dagger out of his hand like a ghost, then released his palm and slapped it straight at Guang Lang’s hand blade!

Just relying on this realm, he could change his moves in an instant. It could be seen that Lan Xing was actually very talented in martial arts.

Otherwise, Su Youguo would not have said that it was a pity that Lan Xing’s Xiantian Dantian had been shattered. Otherwise, he might have taken her as his disciple.

The meaning behind this wasn’t just that Lan Xing’s character was good. More importantly, Lan Xing’s perception was much better than Su Ye’s.

However, if Guang Lang still had time to express his stance, he would definitely show a look of disdain and ridicule.

After all, a mere mid-tier Adept who still wanted to clash head-on with a Warlock with high-tier strength was truly too foolish. Without that strange dagger, why would you use it to clash head-on with someone else?

This thought flashed through the minds of all the people who were watching the battle between the two of them.

However, the following scene not only widened the eyes of these people, even Guang Lang was dumbfounded.

Lan Xing also took Guang Lang’s hand knife.

It was as if this Guang Lang didn’t exert any strength at all. He just gently put his hand down, and Lan Xing casually placed his palm on Guang Lang’s hand saber, directly pressing against Guang Lang’s arm, making that hand saber unable to progress any further!

Before anyone could figure out what was going on, Lan Xing You You said to Guang Lang, “I said, don’t underestimate me!”

As he speaks, his palm turns into a melon and firmly holds onto Guang Lang’s arm.

On Lan Xing’s ginger-like finger, a wisp of smoke floated out, no matter how strange it looked.

It was a little black and a little white, but it was definitely not gray. It was more like pure black and pure white were entangled together. If it had to be true, it must be said that there were two strands of strange smoke coming out of Lan Xing’s fingers.

Perhaps Lan Xing was actually able to borrow Guang Lang’s attack. In the eyes of most of the people present, he was at most just surprised and would not be directly stunned.

That’s exactly what happened to Guang Lang.

What others didn’t know was that at this moment, Lan Xing felt as if his entire arm was crippled as the smoke in his hand surrounded Guang Lang’s arm!

His perception was still there, but the true energy in his entire body could no longer flow through the arm that Lan Xing was holding. It was as if this arm of his was no longer the arm of an Ability Cultivator, but that of an ordinary person.

Even if he still has consciousness, Guang Lang can still control it, so what? Wasn’t it equivalent to being crippled in the world of the capable?

Therefore, how could this Guang Lang not be stunned by such a situation?

However, just as Lan Xing finished speaking, his left hand had already caught the dagger that he had just thrown out. Without blinking an eye, he had already stabbed straight towards Guang Lang’s imprisoned arm!

Guang Lang, who was still in a daze, quickly regained his senses and pulled back the arm that Lan Xing had grabbed.

After all, although Lan Xing’s ability was strange, she was still a girl. How much strength could she possibly have to hold on to an adult man’s arm?

It’s just that in a short moment, Guang Lang’s arm has lost its circulation of zhenqi, and his movement speed is not limited to a tiny bit?

When he was pulled back, he was still a little slow to throw it away, and a long cut was made by the dagger in Lan Xing’s hand.

The only thing worthy of rejoicing was that his entire arm had not been cut off just like Monk Mei Shuo’s.

However, it was not much different.

After all, even though Guang Lang was able to circulate his True Qi on his arm once again when he pulled it back, it was naturally not easy to recover from being cut by such a weapon because of Lan Xing’s ability to injure his soul with the dagger. Moreover, Guang Lang was still a Warlock, not a martial artist?

However, his injuries weren’t serious and didn’t have much effect on Guang Lang’s overall strength.

After seeing Guang Lang’s furious expression, he lifted all of his True Qi and released a large wave of Qi.

“You deserve to die!”

As he spoke, he already struck out with another palm. The lightning in his palm was several times thicker than before.

It could be seen that this time, Guang Lang was truly enraged. He no longer wanted to save Lan Xing’s life or anything. With this palm strike, he only wanted to slap this mid-tier Adept to death, yet he had lost all face.

Seeing how powerful his abilities were, Lan Xing wasn’t weak at all. Instead, his expression was a little complacent.

After all, after Su Ye had turned her into an Adept, Su Ye did not ask her what kind of ability she had obtained. However, Lan Xing did not understand either. The only person she could consult was naturally Ji Suling.

Ji Suling told Lan Xing that this ability was very strange, and she had never seen it before.

However, Ji Suling had naturally studied the effects of this ability with Lan Xing, and that was, anyone who touched the energy released by Lan Xing would no longer be able to use any of it.

However, it was important to note that those with higher cultivation realms would naturally be less affected.

For example, if Lan Xing unleashed his ability to deal with an actual beginner, then with Lan Xing’s realm, it could directly make the body of an beginner unable to circulate energy. However, if it was a high-level like Guang Lang, perhaps only one arm would be unable to circulate energy.

After all, Ji Suling was a high-level expert, and Lan Xing had directly tested it on Ji Suling. As for what kind of influence a higher-level expert would have, Lan Xing didn’t know.

That was why Lan Xing, who knew that she had the ability, was eager to go to the Imperial Mausoleum. She always felt that even if she fought with someone else, as long as she met them, they would not be able to use their full strength. Then what was there to be afraid of?

Just like the situation in front of her, even if Guang Lang used all of his strength to attack her, Lan Xing was not afraid at all. After all, she knew that mobilizing her ability to cover her palm and clash with Guang Lang, then the effect of Guang Lang’s attack was no different from that of an ordinary person’s palm strike.

As a result, Lan Xing did not need to use the divine weapon in his left hand. He simply raised his right hand and directly slapped towards Guang Lang’s palm.

If nothing unexpected happened, the situation might really be similar to what Lan Xing had expected. After clashing with Guang Lang, at most, her palm would only hurt a little, and there would definitely be no major harm.