Chapter 1862

Li Yifang and his party are about a hundred soldiers, but they are all one in a thousand miles. Even in the extremely cold area covered with ice and snow, they do not show a little fear of the cold. They stand up like javelins one by one.

Li Yifang, who is less than 30 years old, only wears a black single dress of Gaoli nationality. It seems that he can't feel the cold at all. There is a long sword hanging on his waist, like a well-trained aristocratic son, even a bit of kingliness. Of course, because this guy is a martial artist, and his kung fu cultivation has reached the holy land, which means he has entered the level of martial saint.

It's no wonder that Jin Santai was turned into a puppet by him. With Li Yifang's Kung Fu accomplishments, it's normal for Jin Santai to be seized of power if he intends to do something.

It's just that Li Yifang's behavior is not normal at all, especially this guy's behavior of provoking Hua Xia. It's crazy!

Li Yifang looks at Qin Lang and looks disappointed: "why, is China so arrogant that you are such a nobody to see and stop me, Li Yifang?"

"That's right. You're nobody." Qin Lang said calmly, "besides, I have enough ability to stop you. Li Yifang, the place where you stand now has already crossed the national boundaries, so you have already been regarded as an invasion. "

"So what!" Li Yifang roared, and the whole body protecting Qi burst out, which made the snowflakes around his body into powder. "You damn, arrogant Chinese people! This is our Baitoushan, which belongs to us! "

"I find you really shameless. Don't you all study history? This Changbai Mountain has always belonged to China. At the beginning, I was only pitying you and dividing part of it into you. As a result, you were really interested in it and just thought it was yours. Also, it's the power of your nation to put other people's good things on your own face, to print movable type, to rob you, Dragon Boat Festival, fengshui, Confucius, and even pickles. Well, now you want to take Changbai Mountain? " Qin Lang sneered, saw shameless people, never seen such shameless people, standing in other people's territory, can shamelessly declare that this is his family.

It can be seen that no matter how handsome a stick is, it's just like this. Li Yifang is very obvious.

"I don't want to argue with you about these meaningless things. Anyway, the white head belongs to our holy land! Now the whole world is in the hot water. Why do you Chinese have peace of mind? But my people want to live in the hot water! We just need Baitoushan, give it back to us! Promise this condition, we can give up our hatred! " Li Yi said to Qin Lang.

"Talk about the conditions? You can talk with the Ministry of foreign affairs and the official. Since you say I'm nobody, of course I can't meet your conditions. I'm standing here because I'm going to kill all of you damn aggressors! " Qin Lang sneered. Now that we have crossed the border with weapons, it is aggression. There is no other reason.

"Well, since you're a nobody, I'll kill you first and occupy Baitoushan." Li Yifang sneered and put his hand on the hilt. "What's your last words before I draw my sword? When my sword is drawn, you will die! "

"I suddenly think you are more annoying than Kim San!" Qin Lang sneered, which may have deeply stimulated Li Yifang, so his sword roared out with fierce sword Qi and stabbed at Qin Lang.

The rest didn't make a move, apparently believing that Li Yifang would win.

Whoosh! ~! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! ~

sword Qi is crisscrossing and roaring.

It's worthy of being an expert of holy conception. The sword Gang released by the spirit of heaven and earth is really extraordinary. Even Qin Lang found that since the disaster of heaven and earth, the strength of the martial Saint level has become stronger and stronger, which may be due to the strong vitality between heaven and earth.

Today's heaven and earth are full of the spirit of heaven and earth and all kinds of energy from different realms. Although these energy are very chaotic, they contain sufficient power. Therefore, the power of the current practitioners is rising rapidly.

Li Yifang probably succeeded in breaking through to the level of wusheng after the disaster of heaven and earth.

Li Yifang's sword Qi is very powerful, but it's a drawing sword style, so he killed 23 people around him. These people were all killed by Li Yifang's sword Qi.

At this time, the blood on these people's wounds is still gushing, and the snow is dyed red. Li Yifang's sword Qi is directed at Qin Lang completely, but it is rebounded by Qin Lang's field strength intact, and the result is the misfortune of these people around Li Yifang.

"Don't draw the sword. Your people die faster." Qin Lang said to Li Yifang, "now, let's take it easy. I can spare you."

The sword in Li Yifang's hand doesn't know whether to take it back or to wave it out. At this time, he is afraid that he really has the feeling of pulling out the sword and thinking about it. Li Yifang is a proud man. Of course, being arrogant at night is also one of the essence of the Korean nation. Li Yifang has entered the ranks of top experts on the peninsula, so he naturally thinks that few people in China are his rivals. As a result, he met Qin Lang, a "nobody", and then he was distressed.

Draw the sword and look around at your heart. Is the bottom of the sword waving out or is it drawing in the sheath?

"It seems that you are not a nobody in China. You may as well sign up!" Li Yifang pretends to be calm, but secretly informs reinforcements to come.

"Move the rescuers quickly. I don't have time to write with you." Qin Lang immediately saw Li Yifang's idea.

Li Yifang's face was not red, and he said calmly, "my master will come soon. He is the martial saint of our Korean nation! You will become the ghost of his sword!"

As soon as Li Yifang's voice fell, the figure of an old man in white suddenly shot like lightning and appeared next to Li Yifang. Then the old man's eyes immediately stared at Qin Lang like hawks and falcons: "which sect of experts in the Chinese Jianghu are you?"

"Lord of poison clan, Qin lang." Qin Lang replied.

"I'm the supreme Minister of Changbai, Fu Yitian!" the old man said to Qin Lang, "I've lived in seclusion in Changbai Mountain for many years, and I can't imagine that China has such a rising star as you. It's really worthy of being a Chinese Holy Land, a land of outstanding people -"

"the old man, if you don't say any more polite words, your dignity comes out with fists. I don't have the time to approach you. The reason why I didn't kill your apprentice was to lead the snake out of the hole and lead the old man out. Now, you can finish together. " Qin Lang interrupts the old man directly. In fact, he knows that Li Yifang doesn't have so much energy to make such a big move. So Qin Lang is sure that there must be someone behind Li Yifang, and this person is Fu Yitian.