Chapter 692

None of Xiang Yayue's men dare to point their guns at Qin Lang.

"Madman, this is madman, incredible madman..." Xiang Yayue murmured, extremely afraid.

"Baga! fuck! You hurt my son, I want you to pay for your life Youzhong Lu Ye is completely crazy and roars.

You grave road wild said, but action, directly seized a warrior sword forward, toward Qin Lang rushed past.

"Beyond our ability and humiliating ourselves, we are talking about you ghost doctors, you grave Lu Ye, you even don't know the gratitude and resentment between me and the ghost doctor?"

"Oh, Japanese people are really strange, strange..." Qin Lang shook his head indifferently. He also held a knife in his hand. His voice was full of novelty: "you all use swords, so I can use them."

The last time he had a fight with the iron corpse in the hospital, Qin Lang used the sword technique of inviting the Moon Palace. At that time, it was just a fruit knife, and he won the victory. Now he picked up the real knife, and Qin Lang showed a smile on his face and bumped the knife in his hand.

"What are you talking about? Gratitude and resentment? " You grave road wild roar: "our gratitude and resentment is no solution, baga!"

"Old madman, I'm Qin Lang, have you ever heard of it? Think about it with your brain, Qin Lang..."

Qin Lang raised the samurai sword and shook it for a moment. Strictly speaking, the samurai sword originated from the Tang Dynasty, so he also said that this kind of weapon was recorded in the medicine making Scripture, but the shape and shape of the sword are not exactly the same as those of the Japanese Dao.

"Hum, Qin Lang! I know it even when it's burnt. Qin Lang, I remember it Said Youzhong Lu Ye, raised the samurai sword.

"Well, since you are stubborn and unconvinced, I will give you a chance to revenge. Come on." Qin Lang left hand to Youzhong road wild hook hook fingers, face indifferent.

"Good! We are comparing life and death, not victory or defeat. You should die

You grave road wild a bite of teeth, suddenly a vigorous gas spurt out, invisible in the surrounding dispersion.

"I'm the master of the sword clan, and I'm afraid of you as a boy?"

"Oh? Master? I love to kill masters in my life, and they are also classified into different grades. You are only afraid that you are just a master who carries shoes. That's all. As for the master of sword clan, you can see what it is. " Qin Lang smiles.

He killed two of the other's sons and tortured his daughter half to death. To go further, the leader of the ghost doctor sect was also killed by Qin Lang, but the ghost doctor was very secretive and refused to disclose the cause of Koizumi's death. For such a large series of deep hatred, Qin Lang didn't mind giving the ghost doctors a profound lesson. It's better to eliminate the roots and let them fart when they mention Qin Lang Rolling urine flow.

"Well, well, I will not die with you tonight." You tomb road wild roar, suddenly left hand flash, fly dozens of silver needles, he is the master of poison, naturally is the first to use poison.

When Qin Lang waved his hand, the silver needles scattered and shot on an old tree. Suddenly, a fire broke out, flashing bursts of fluorescence.

You can imagine, if hit on the human body, what will be the result, but Qin Lang's face not only did not fear, but also showed some disdain: "hum, ghost doctor, you are a big figure of ghost medicine, you use some bad things. I look down on you. No wonder you use poison. If you use poison, we Chinese people are your ancestors."

Youzhong Luye roared again. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a dozen silver needles suddenly appeared in his hand. Instead of shooting at Qin Lang, he directly stabbed himself in his body. With the silver needle piercing into his body, the bones of Youzhong Luye's body made bursts of sound.

Then, the body of youzulu Ye was clearly visible to the naked eye. He began to grow in circles and finally became a giant.

Hands, feet, shoulders, waistline, are no longer the original Youzhong Lu Ye, almost a magic transformation, King Kong big devil.

The Japanese samurai began to cheer, and their eyes were filled with longing and worship. They hoped that youzulu ye would win the honor of ghost doctors for the Japanese people and not be bullied by Qin Lang.

The momentum of pressure to Qin Lang, Qin Lang's body compared with the Youzhong Lu Ye, appears much smaller.

"Medicine? Hormones, you use hormones in your body, that will only die faster

"Stop scaring people, old dog." Qin Lang's voice was calm, and his words irritated the wild beast.

However, Qin Lang did not expect that Youzhong Luye would make such a move. This is the application of some pharmacology of Chinese medicine to the body. After the liquid in the silver needle flows into the body and mixes with the blood, there will be a huge fission, so Youzhong Luye has become what it is now.

Qin Lang doesn't like to use this way at all. He thinks it's a kind of wild road. Isn't the other side claiming to be a sword clan? How could this happen.

Of course, although the road is wild, the effect is certain, the strength is greatly increased, and the psychological pressure on people can not be underestimated. However, Qin Lang thinks that traditional Chinese medicine should not produce evil spirits, so he insists that it is the use of hormones in western medicine.

"Kill!" In a flash, Youzhong Lu Ye kills Qin Lang, and the samurai sword seems to be a toy in the Youzhong road fielder, which is very small.

Behind the giant are the howling Japanese warriors. The Japanese like to howl in battle. Qin Lang is used to this kind of wild animal howling, which is useless. On the contrary, it is useless.Xiang Yayue wanted to run away at this time, but the way out was blocked, so he had to call outside for help.

There is no movement in the world, only fast can not be broken. Youzhong Lu Ye's sword is so fast that it can't even see the shape of the knife. It's just a blade, but it has reached Qin Lang's front door.

Qin Lang raised his weapon and collected his true Qi. He raised his sword in a mortal posture. He only heard the sound of Dang, blocking the swift and violent attack of Youzhong Lu Ye.

The sound of the two swords hit each other's ears.

However, Qin you're not a step backward, but he's still.

Qin Lang's face does not change, but Youzhong Lu Ye's face has changed. He didn't expect that his great strength, a small Qin Lang, can't shake a cent. His strength just now was the force of more than a dozen large trucks hitting Qin Lang, and Qin Lang was safe and sound.

Qin Lang nodded slightly: "well, not bad, you say you are a master, that is not unreasonable." Qin Lang basically did not praise anyone, even Koizumi Wuzheng, he did not say a word of praise, Youzhong Lu Ye can be so evaluated by Qin Lang, it is quite high.

But Youzhong Lu ye heard, it was just a mockery, he stepped back half a step, this is the difference between victory and defeat.

As he spoke, Qin Lang looked at the sword in his hand. When the sword broke, only half of it was left.

"The quality is not good, so is the reputation of samurai Dao." However, you can stop me from killing yourself

In fact, you Zhong Lu Ye and Qin Lang both know clearly that Qin Lang just unloaded the strength of Youzhong Luye onto the samurai sword. When the samurai sword was too heavy to bear, it was broken. You can see the strength of Youzhong Luye.