Lin Kun smiled calmly, "Qilin, your sister, I just have a lot of strength, so I really don't dare to be called Qilin."
"Boy, you are so crazy!" Du Long roared through gritted teeth.
Click...
Lin Kun stopped paying attention to him, waved the white ghost beast in his hand, and slashed down on the taut half of the silver whip. He slashed down extremely fast, and almost instantly struck three swords, and after a crisp sound,
, the tight silver whip broke into four pieces.
Lin Kun regretted in his heart that the first whip of Xiliang, which could be regarded as a magic weapon, was destroyed by his own hands. If the old man Quan Xia, who was once known as the whip god of Xiliang, knew about it, he wonders if he would turn into a fierce ghost.
Seek revenge on him.
never mind...
If that old man really had that ability, he would have probably come out of the ground long ago and strangled his beastly disciple to death with his own hands.
Before Du Long could be surprised, Lin Kun held the black ghost's left hand and exerted force, instantly knocking off the silver whip wrapped around it. Then, before Du Long could take the initiative to attack, he took an arrow step with his feet, black and white
The two powerful weapons of the ghost and beast pierced Du Long's chest and throat.
Lin Kun's speed was so fast that he seemed to turn into a phantom of wind in an instant. Du Long was completely frightened and lost his mind. According to his original expectation, the young man in front of him, no matter how powerful he was in the legend, was already just a mere phantom.
Legend has it that China is a huge country, and although it has gained a good reputation over the years, there are actually countless people who are just idiots. There are many legends about people who are better than those who are good at it, but there are even more people who deceive the world and steal their fame.
Lin Kun's performance completely exceeded Du Long's imagination. As the two black and white ghosts in front of him got closer and closer, he actually smelled a breath of death. The young man approaching in front of him had a cloud on the corner of his mouth.
The faint smile revealed a cold evil charm, as if the God of Death was laughing.
He was so close that there was no way to avoid him. Du Long had no choice but to grit his teeth and rush towards Lin Kun. First he avoided the black and white monster with agility, and then he took out two daggers from the waist behind his back.
In his hand, the silver whip was a long-range attack weapon. In order to prevent close-range fights, he had been accustomed to wearing two daggers on his body for so many years.
Ding Ding Dang Dang...
The black and white ghosts fought with the two daggers. They didn't even use them for two rounds. The two daggers made of fine steel were broken into two pieces.
Du Long held the remaining two daggers and had no power to fight back. He could only dodge hastily. He was about to be forced into danger by Lin Kun. At this time, Peng Jiawei, who was watching on the side, attacked the old man behind him with force.
Yue said: "Uncle Wu, it's your turn. If this bastard hurts Senior Du, it will be a great loss to the Shen family and also detrimental to us."
Wu Yue had already squinted his eyes and was ready to go. The strength shown by Lin Kun did not make him afraid at all, but instead aroused a high fighting spirit in his heart.
Du Long is a master, but who knew that Wu Yue had only used half of his skills in the past two days when he came to compete with Du Long. On the surface, the two of them were evenly matched, but in fact they were far apart. But for Wu Yue
Generally speaking, in today's world, there are too few people who can compete with him as an enemy, so I can't bear to decide the outcome with him early.
"Brother Du, take the knife!"
Wu Yue shouted and threw a knife from his cuff. The knife was only more than half a meter long and completely black. The sunlight falling on it seemed to be sucked by it.
"Thanks!"
Du Long quickly took a step back, reached out to catch the black knife, thanked Wu Yue loudly, and weighed the weight of the black knife in his hand. The expression on his face was immediately overjoyed, and he swept away the restraint he had just been forced by Lin Kun.
The embarrassment of going backwards.
At the same time, Wu Yue also held an almost identical black short knife in his hand, except that the one in his hand was a bit longer than the one he threw to Du Yuan.
Immediately, the two of them rushed towards Lin Kun to kill him, one on the left and the other on the right.
Bazhi and Long Daxiang had already placed three or five Shen family servants at this time. Seeing the two old men attacking Lin Kun, they suddenly felt anxious and worried and shouted loudly: "Brother Kun, be careful!"
Lin Kun still looked calm. His confidence was surprising and admirable. A man in his twenties could always remain calm when facing the enemy of life and death. This state of mind
Not to mention being as solid as a rock, it is rare and cannot be achieved overnight.
The black and white ghosts clashed with the two dark daggers, making a clanging sound, and for a while the two sides fought to a draw.
Du Long attacked particularly hard. Lin Kun had just made him suffer a lot and lost too much face. Now Wu Yue finally took action, and the strength Wu Yue showed was stronger than he knew.
Too many.
Du Long became more and more confident that he would be able to avenge his cowardice just now. Wherever the black knife passed, there was a sharp whistle of wind, and the murderous intent shook the sand and gravel on the ground in an instant.
Wu Yue, on the other hand, was more at ease. Wherever his sword passed, a biting cold wind swept over him. The cold wind was not wind, but the murderous aura erupted from the strength of his body.
Faced with the attack from the two men, Lin Kun was forced to retreat continuously. He used the black ghost beast in his left hand and the white ghost beast in his right hand. He used his two murderous weapons to block with his left and right, causing sparks to fly out.
When Long Daxiang and Ba Zhi saw this, they were extremely anxious, but they were entangled by the Shen family's servants. This group of guys were hunting with swords, guns and sticks. If ordinary people were to fight against them,
, in their careful approach
With the perfect cooperation, I'm afraid he had already been knocked to the ground. The pair of Long Daxiang's fingernails struck the stick that was coming at him, forcing the people in front of him to retreat, but they turned around.
Come, several people behind him come to attack again.
"Bago, you have to think of a way, these bastards are so special..."
Long Daxiang spat and cursed Xingzi. Before he could finish his words, he immediately turned the muzzle of his gun with his eight fingers, preparing to blow away the men in front of him. When Long Daxiang saw this, he quickly stopped him and said, "Brother Ba, this is
Shooting is not allowed in this place. Once shooting is fired, we will..."
Prime Minister Long didn't finish what he said, but his meaning was already clear. The Shen family's rich and famous people from Dongshan Province were gathered here. If they shot and killed in front of so many people, they would definitely be condemned by the whole of China.
wanted.
China's top leaders can acquiesce to the existence of Jianghu, and can acquiesce to organizations that punish evil and promote good. However, once the relevant people or organizations cross the legal or moral bottom line, secret personnel from the relevant organizations will be sent to arrest and kill them. If a great country does not
Isn't it true that such rules have been messed up a long time ago? If Eight Fingers really fires a gun, he will face endless official pursuits in the future. He can escape from China, but he may not be able to come back later.
.
"Stop talking nonsense, kid. If you don't help Kunzi, those two old bastards will probably hurt Kunzi!"
Eight Finger's eyes widened, and the two short-barreled shotguns were loaded with bullets. The men in front of him who were about to attack him suddenly became frightened and retreated in panic.
At this time, a group of people watching quietly on the side, some looked panicked, after all, they were showing off their short guns to kill people, while others looked at them calmly. After all, neither the Shen family nor Peng Jiawei showed anything strange on their faces. There's nothing to be afraid of. Even if a real gun kills someone, it won't be the turn of the guests who died first.
Mr. Shen squinted his eyes, looked at the eight fingers holding the two guns, sneered, and said to Shen Qiu and Peng Jiawei beside him: "I don't believe he really dares to shoot, in broad daylight, there is no way to do it." ."
Shen Qiu shouted to the panicked big men: "Come on, he doesn't dare to shoot. If he dares to shoot, he will definitely not be willing to bear the consequences. Don't be afraid of him!"
Peng Jiawei is already prepared. As long as Ba Zhi dares to shoot, he will immediately leave the evidence and report it to the relevant departments. At that time, the right-hand man next to Lin Kun will definitely have to pay compensation with his life. Even if he has the ability to escape from China, then Never think about coming back again in your life.
Bazhi was really anxious. If he didn't force the people in front of him away, Lin Kun would be in danger. Long Daxiang tried to persuade Bazhi not to be impulsive, but he had already begun to be impulsive. He took out the pistol from inside, loaded it with a click of bullets, and was about to fire... (To be continued)