Chapter 412

Ye Zhongtian once told people that it's wonderful to cut people's flesh with a knife, so even if he has a gun, he never uses it. However, ye Zhongtian doesn't like to use his fist very much, because he thinks fist killing will be slower.

The gun is too fast and the fist is too slow, so ye Zhongtian chooses to use a knife.

Moreover, ye Zhongtian's knife is vicious and cruel. He has no rules and regulations to use it, just to kill people.

If the opponent is not Qin Lang, ye Zhongtian may have won, but his luck today is not very good. Because at other times, maybe Qin Lang will have leisure to compete with Ye Zhongtian, but not today. Today, Qin Lang is very angry. Of course, if anyone is chased to the ground and can only drill into the sewer, the fire will certainly be greater.

Because of the fire, Qin Lang didn't want to have a fair fight with Ye Zhongtian.

Whoosh!

A golden light flew out of Qin Lang's sleeve and twined around Ye Zhongtian's neck.

This golden light is faster than ye Zhongtian's. before ye Zhongtian's knife cut Qin Lang's head, this golden light has been cut into Ye Zhongtian's neck.

Creak! ~

the harsh friction sounds like the wood saw suddenly saw on the nail.

But this is not the sound of sawing wood or nails, but the sound of cutting Jiao's neck and bone in the moon. Ye Zhongtian, after all, is a martial arts practitioner in the realm of forging bones. The bones are indeed much harder than ordinary people. Jin Jianjiao failed to "saw off" his neck for a while, but it was enough to saw off the flesh and blood of his neck.

Ye Zhongtian hears the sound of the dead soul and feels that the situation is not good. He only hopes that his knife can cut Qin Lang's neck or pierce Qin Lang's lower Yin quickly. It's a pity that Qin Lang is not the one who is coming out of the front line, but Qin Lang!

Jin Jian Jiao can hang even ye Haiming, let alone a Ye Zhongtian!

Blood burst from the neck.

At this moment, ye Zhongtian finally understands why the other side has the ability to kill Ye Zhongshi and ye Haiming.

Dang! Clam!

Ye Zhongtian's two knives fell into the sewage and lay down with him.

"Beyond my control!" Looking at Ye Zhongtian's body, Qin Lang spits out these four words.

In the Jianghu of Pingchuan Province, many Jianghu people may be afraid of Ye Zhongtian's identity and dare not kill him, so ye Zhongtian, an arrogant and ruthless man, can live to this day. But today, he met more ruthless people, so his life is over.

"Good way!"

When Qin Lang killed Ye Zhongtian, the catcher, No. 753, made a good call, and then looked at Qin Lang with great interest. "The thing you just used should be a kind of snake called golden sheared Jiao, right? Yes, I can't imagine that there are people who can keep this kind of snake now. It's said that more than 100 years ago, people in our six gates still had this kind of snake. "

The catcher can recognize the Golden Dragon.

"There are some famous people in the six gates." Qin Lang said in his heart that six gates is a special institution for people in the Jianghu. He knows a lot of things in the Jianghu. I'm afraid that there are not many people in the Jianghu who can recognize this golden dragon. I can't imagine that the catcher can recognize it.

"Unfortunately, when you deal with a leaf Zhongtian, you use your assassin's mace. It seems that you are doomed to be captured by me." Said the catcher proudly.

"You think this is my trump card? Is that all I have? " Qin Lang sneered.

"I'll know if I've tried -" the catcher suddenly reached for Qin Lang's neck.

Whoosh!

The golden sheared dragon makes another move. The target is the catcher's neck.

However, the catcher had been on guard for a long time. Another hand stretched out, and he even grabbed Qin Lang's golden sheared dragon in his hand like an eagle catching a snake.

Zizi! Zi Zi! ~

JIN Jian Jiao strangled the catcher's palm, but he couldn't get in. Qin Lang noticed that the catcher's hand was wearing a pair of black gloves. He didn't know what the glove was made of. Jin Jian Jiao couldn't cut it at all.

However, the catcher's action slowed down a little because he caught the golden shearer. Qin Lang calmly backed away from the catcher's grasp. Then Qin Lang jumped into a narrow sewer. Qin Lang's body method of jumping is very quick and flexible. This is the "centipede jump" that he just understood recently. When he got into this narrow sewer, he disappeared with a sound, just like a eel slipping back into the cave.

"Still want to run! It's not that easy! "

The catcher grabbed the golden snake with one hand, and also drilled into the sewer. His body method was even more flexible than Qin Lang's.

Within a minute, the catcher caught up with Qin Lang again.

This time, Qin Lang seems not to run away any more. He turns back and looks at the catcher who is chasing him. He asks, "do you really think I dare not kill you when you are chasing so hard?"

"For the six gates, all the people in the Jianghu who violate the ban can only be killed by us if they are not used by us!" With a natural tone, the catcher said to Qin Lang, "deputy leader Lin has given the opportunity, but you didn't cherish it. Now, you have lost the chance! "

"Well, I'd also like to see what's the power of the catcher of the six gates!" Qin Lang put on a fierce look.

"Don't worry, you will see my strength before you die!" With a sneer, the catcher used his inner strength to squeeze the Golden Snake in his hand to death. Then he dropped it on the ground and stared at Qin Lang.

Although Qin Lang has prepared the assassin's mace for a long time, when he wants to fight with the catcher, he is still a little nervous. It's not because the other side's cultivation has reached the internal breathing state, which is much higher than him, but because Qin Lang believes that the catcher of the six Gates is certainly not comparable to the strong one in the general internal breathing state.

Qin Lang has already known many strong internal breathing realm players, such as Feng Kui, Hou kuiyun, Tang Zhenggang, etc., and has also dealt with some people, so the cultivation of internal breathing realm alone can't intimidate Qin Lang. Qin Lang is nervous because he is the catcher of the six gates.

The catcher of the six gates can make people in the Jianghu smell the color change. It must be reasonable and powerful.

Therefore, Qin Lang is a little nervous when facing the catcher in the stomach.

However, without a real fight, Qin Lang could not know where the catcher was.

Whoosh! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!

At this time, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air. A little cold light burst out of the catcher's sleeve and shot at Qin Lang!

This is a hidden weapon!

"I wipe!"

Qin Lang scolded in his heart. He didn't expect that the catcher of the six gates, a powerful internal breathing realm, would attack him with concealed weapons even if he was such a weak Jianghu man!

Qin Lang and Tang San have known each other. Naturally, Tang San has said a lot about concealed weapons. Although Qin Lang didn't see what the catcher's concealed weapons looked like, he guessed that they should be such concealed weapons as rainstorm pear flower needle. The biggest advantage of this kind of concealed weapon is that it's fast and much. Once it's shot out, it's a steel needle with cow hair thick and thin. It's beyond defence.

In particular, now Qin Lang is in a narrow sewer, he can't stand straight, let alone move around!