"Are you going to fight alone or together?" Hong Lang drew out a long sword from his back. The sword's body was blood red, and blood-colored ripples were carved on the sword's body, from the sword to the blade, every inch. They all reveal a compelling killing intent.
Hong Lang was definitely the first to openly attack in the Blue River Hotel. Even the major families and powerful warlords in Lancheng did not dare to use force in the Blue River Hotel easily. After all, it was undoubtedly provoking the entire Lancheng and even the entire city. The military power of the entire northern border.
"Do it here, are you serious that you don't take Lancheng's three legions seriously?" Fu Tu sneered and walked out of the elevator slowly, with a slight contempt and a bit of panic in his eyes. The words Xuan Yu once said are emerging bit by bit.
"Lancheng? The northern border? It's just a territory under the Imperial Federation. If I wanted to, I could just wipe out Lancheng with blood!" Hong Lang laughed, his arrogant tone not taking Lancheng seriously at all. , and naturally did not take Fu Tu and the others seriously.
"Is this a fateful battle?" Gui Chan said to himself, his eyes as still as water, with one hand half-clasped in front of him and the other clenched into a fist behind his back, showing no intention of taking action.
"I know you are the trump card of the Imperial Federation, but are you here, in the territory of Lancheng, openly provoking, seeking death?" Lan Hong roared loudly when she saw that Hong Lang didn't take her seriously at all, As he spoke, he was about to step forward and send Hong Lang to the nearest military court.
The people watching the excitement started to retreat one after another when they saw that they were about to take action. Even the people who had just stepped forward to join in the fun were so frightened that they retreated as if they were flying.
"Seeking death!" Hong Lang roared angrily, holding a bloody long sword in his right hand. The sword rotated around his hand, and the hilt was aimed at Lan Hong's small mouth, and he stabbed out with the sword.
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"Are all the Tiandi Hui such low-class people now? The Tiandi Hui in Lancheng is not as good as the one in Longcheng." Lin Zihan laughed coldly and looked at Xue He, the so-called leader of the Tiandi Hui, who was kneeling on the ground. He approached step by step, carefully avoiding the little minions that were howling on the ground.
"Do you know what will happen if you provoke the Tiandihui, which is the leading gang in the north...ah~!!!" Xue He screamed in pain and wailed before he could say anything. It has already surpassed those little minions.
"It's so noisy!" Lin Zihan stepped on Xue He's palm with one foot, and the soles of the special boots suddenly developed fine barbs. Lin Zihan had already coated the barbs with potion, which would A potion that makes the body feel the pain of bone erosion and cramping, but is not fatal.
Stepping on Xue He's hand with his right foot, Lin Zihan turned around, forcing Xue He to scream again and again. For this reason, Lin Zihan stretched out his index finger, gently picked his ear, and flicked it casually. He flicked his fingers and then sat on Xue He's back.
"Come, come here." Lin Zihan waved to the gangster who led him to this branch, and motioned the gangster to come to him. Among the more than a hundred people in this branch, except for the gangster, His legs were so frightened that he fell to his knees, and everyone else had their arms twisted or their legs kicked by Lin Zihan...
The little gangster was also very smart. Like a dog, he crawled to Lin Zihan's feet. He threw his hands at Lin Zihan's feet and kowtowed. The sound of the thumping kowtow made Lin Zihan stunned. I couldn't bear to speak loudly to this little gangster.
"Xue He, have you ever heard of a saying that a biting dog doesn't bark? I've seen a lot of people like you in Longcheng, and their fates are much worse than yours." Lin Zihan Sitting on Xue He's back, Xue He was struggling to get up.
After struggling hard, veins popped up in Xue He's arms, but Lin Zihan remained motionless. They remained in a stalemate for three seconds. Lin Zihan exerted slight pressure on his feet. Xue He once again felt the bone-crushing pain, and instantly lost all his strength. .
Just when Xue He finally couldn't help but lie down, Lin Zihan bent down slightly, pulled a little minion aside who was curled up like a ball on the ground, stuffed it directly under Xue He's body, and pushed Xue He It was padded up and turned into a solid meat stool.
"You've been watching outside for so long, come in." Lin Zihan kicked away the little gangster who was kneeling at his feet. The kick was neither light nor heavy, just enough to make the little gangster turn over and get out of his way. He rolled away from his feet, but he didn't roll too far, nor did he kick him so hard that he couldn't breathe.
After all, for Lin Zihan, such a little gangster is not worthy of committing murder, so just teach him a lesson and make him suffer a little.
"You are Lin Zihan. Long Zi, who has been waiting for thousands of years, doesn't seem to be anything special!" A man walked in from the door and said contemptuously, looking at Lin Zihan with a provocative look, "You can only bully some people." A gangster who can’t get on the stage.”
"You...hiss~~~" Xue He, who was sitting under Lin Zihan's buttocks, wanted to say something, but Lin Zihan held his hands down with the soles of his feet and suppressed the unspoken words.
"They are indeed low-level characters, but this is a good place to do something. No outsider will go to a gang's territory at this time, unless he is not a good person in the first place." Lin Zihan followed the man's words As he continued speaking, there was a bit of a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. What should come will always come. It seems that the old patriarch told him that he was right. His identity as the Dragon King has already aroused the concern of many people.
"It's just that I don't know, what should I call you? Dragon-slaying warrior or...?" Lin Zihan smiled contemptuously to cover up the pain and worry in his heart. He was not sure whether Su Yu had returned to the hotel, and over there Could it be that it has also been discovered?
"I am Sang Mo, the Apostle of Light. You can also think that my existence is to eradicate the hiding garbage like you Ying." Sang Mo introduced himself seriously, drew out the long sword from behind and pointed it at Lin Zihan. .
The long sword was the same as that in Hong Lang's hand, but this long sword was emitting golden light. The sparkling gold was so bright that Lin Zihan could not see clearly the flashes in front of his eyes. Sang Mo's face changed.
"The ignorant are fearless." Lin Zihan stood up gently, gently ran his toes over Xue He's fingers, took a step slowly, with some blood stains on the soles, and gently stepped over a small person on the ground. Here we go.
"Everyone, get out of here!" Lin Zihan roared angrily. It had been more than ten minutes since he had dealt with these minions. They were nothing more than broken limbs and dislocated joints. They were neither fatal nor painful. Minutes were enough for these little minions to adapt to their severed limbs, but they were unwilling to face Lin Zihan, who was not an opponent at all, so they simply rolled on the ground from time to time.
Seeing that Lin Zihan had no intention of continuing to embarrass them, they all stood up quickly, either supporting themselves or supporting each other, and walked out of the auditorium.
"You two can go." Lin Zihan looked back and saw Xue He, who was lying on the ground exhausted, and a little gangster who was kneeling on the ground, his hands and feet shaking slightly, with a slight smile on his lips and a look in his eyes. A somewhat pitiful look.
"Am I a bit harsh? If I leave any bad memories or nightmares in their lives, then I will be really a sinner." Lin Zihan thought like this and looked at Sang Mo with fierce eyes. , are ready to fight at any time.
When the gangster behind Lin Zihan helped Xue He, he limped past Lin Zihan and past Sang Mo. As soon as his front foot stepped through the door, Sang Mo suddenly stood up like a hunting bird. Like a cheetah, he rushed towards Lin Zihan quickly.
At this time, Lin Zihan was like a petrified little sheep, standing motionless on the spot, looking dully at Sang Mo who suddenly rushed towards him, as if he was scared to death.
Sang Mo's long sword thrust forward, and a sharp sword light struck Lin Zihan from behind Sang Mo. The long sword thrust forward, and Sang Mo seemed to be blocking all Lin Zihan's escape routes.
"You're a self-righteous guy." Lin Zihan smiled faintly, with a hint of a smirk on his lips. He turned his left hand gently, and streaks of blood mist condensed in Lin Zihan's palm. Before Sang Mo's sword could fall, Lin Zihan's left arm was instantly cut. Infected by blood energy, his left arm turned into a dragon's claw, and he stretched out to block Sang Mo's sword.
Holding the edge of the sword with his index finger and thumb, Lin Zihan took Sang Mo's sword lightly. With the force of Sang Mo's palm and the force of Lin Zihan's fingers, circles of ripples directly spread through the air. , streaks of golden light mixed with blood mist spread throughout the hall.
"Boom~~~!" With a loud noise, Xue He and the gangster who had not yet left the auditorium were pushed back and hit the wall in front. Their faces and the wall had an intimate kiss.
"You have some skills!" Sang Mo took a few steps back and stopped, holding the trembling sword tightly. He looked at Lin Zihan again, with his left hand behind his back, calm and calm, without any panic at all, even his hair was still intact. So elegant.
Only Lin Zihan knew in his heart that his left hand behind his back was also trembling slightly. The moment Lin Zihan pinched the blade of the sword with his two fingers, a strong sense of oppression swept across Lin Zihan's left arm from the sword blade. It was as if he wanted to cut off Lin Zihan's left arm directly.
"It seems that Xuan Yu really hid a lot of things from me. What kind of medicine is this old guy selling in his gourd?" Lin Zihan murmured to himself. Since he got involved with Ying, he originally wanted to The plan of wasting away the years in peace and quiet was completely shattered.
"You were also the devil who slaughtered hundreds of people in Longcheng. Why are you showing mercy to some gang members now?" Sang Mo looked at the fine beads of sweat on Lin Zihan's forehead, and he understood a little better, and then he was a little sarcastic. Said: "Is it possible that the God of Death has awakened?"
"There's so much nonsense." Lin Zihan felt a little unhappy when he saw Sang Mo starting to settle old scores and trying to talk about his past affairs. The ten years he had memories of in Longcheng were what Lin Zihan had always wanted to escape. Ten years, those ten years of freedom but full of blood.
