The best beauty's soul control master

Chapter 75 I am your uncle

Today's society is no longer the era of knights with swords and knives on their backs. If you walk with cold weapons, you may be invited to drink tea.

Therefore, narrow-edged short knives are more convenient to carry in modern society.

Just like Lin Lang's Cicada Wing Knife, it can be kept in the wallet.

Seeing Nie Chengkong showing his weapon, Lin Lang's eyes also became serious.

Nie Chengkong is a master of fame, he has heard of it.

And he knew that the opponent, like himself, was also at the peak level of a great martial artist!

"Then let me see if your sword skills are as powerful as in the legend!" Lin Lang narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.

Nie Chengkong sneered and said, "Knowing me, you dare to fight with me with bare hands, a bit of guts!"

Lin Lang curled his lips and said, "Why don't you give me a kitchen knife?"

"..." The corner of Nie Chengkong's mouth twitched, and he used a kitchen knife to deal with his generation of sword gods?
This kid, is he insulting himself?
"court death!"

Nie Chengkong's eyes were furious, and he stomped on his feet, rushing towards Lin Lang swiftly!
When charging, the short blade in his hand also turned skillfully, the blade was facing Lin Lang's throat, and slashed across!

Even though the short blade and handle are only fifteen centimeters long, as long as it is attached to a person's neck and the throat is sealed with a knife, there is no problem at all!
This short blade has a cold light on the edge, one can tell it's not ordinary!

Lin Lang's eyes were fixed, and he let out a muffled shout in his throat, and the spiritual power in his body poured into his arms!
Bang!
With a stomp under his feet, his body was like a bolt of thunder, and with a swish, he rushed towards Nie Chengkong angrily!

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Tan Zhongming stood behind, growling with ferocious eyes.

Lin Lang not only beat his son, but also killed ten of his pet dogs. To Tan Zhongming, Lin Lang was an unforgivable crime!

Tan Guxi was a little scared, after all, he was still young.

Also, he didn't really kill anyone.

With a little fear and nervousness in his eyes, he stood behind Tan Zhongming and swallowed dryly.

"Dad... kill... kill him, will nothing happen?" Tan Guxi asked in a trembling voice.

"Hmph, what can be the matter. Do you really think that the police are all detectives? There are countless cases in this world that they can't solve. The examples of successful cases you have seen are just used by them to strengthen the public's trust in the police. It's just confidence." Tan Zhongming sneered.

Tan Guxi nodded tremblingly, he naturally trusted his father.

Moreover, he also knew that his father had actually killed someone...

In the yard, two figures criss-crossed and flitted quickly. The blades flew past Lin Lang's body from time to time, but Lin Lang's dodge speed and sense of crisis were extremely strong, and he was able to accurately avoid the deadly blow every time. blade!
But Nie Chengkong is worthy of being a sword god, holding a short knife in his hand, stabbing, picking and chopping, making his proficiency perfect, and his changes are extremely fast and strange.

If it weren't for Lin Lang's rich combat experience, he might have already become his soul under the sword!
Lin Lang coped with it calmly, his eyes were always observing Nie Chengkong, looking for an opportunity to make a surprise attack!
As for Nie Chengkong, he was shocked.

He didn't expect that at such a young age, Lin Lang's reaction speed and fighting power were so powerful!
This is definitely not a talent cultivated in a greenhouse, but a super fighting ability that can only be developed after experiencing life and death battles!
"Who the hell are you!" Nie Chengkong asked dully, the knife in his hand was getting faster and faster!
Lin Lang sneered: "I said I am your uncle, do you believe it?"

"..." Nie Chengkong's face twitched, and his eyes became more fierce!
"My uncle has been dead for many years! If you want to be my uncle, then go down and ask him if he agrees or not!"

"Flick the willow and chop!"

boom!
Nie Chengkong, who was furious, suddenly slashed horizontally with the dagger in his hand!

As the knife swept across, a ferocious internal force shot out along the edge of the knife, forming a sharp knife aura, and approaching Lin Lang!

The benefit of saber energy lies in injuring the enemy in the air!

Internal strength is also a special ability that can only be produced after reaching the realm of a martial artist!
Lin Lang's eyes narrowed, and his figure faced the direction of the saber energy, and rushed forward. When the saber energy struck, his figure suddenly became shorter, and he slid close to the ground and rushed towards Nie Chengkong!
Nie Chengkong snorted softly, and slashed at Lin Lang again, but Lin Lang didn't give him another chance to strike!
A sharp knife as thin as a cicada's wing was thrown out by his right hand!

puff!

Just when Nie Chengkong raised his knife to chop, Lin Lang used the Cicada Wing Knife as a flying knife and nailed it into Nie Chengkong's right wrist!

"what!"

The flying knife pierced his wrist, Nie Chengkong let out a scream, and the short knife in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Lin Lang's eyes turned hard, he grabbed the dagger on the ground, and together with his body, he slashed at Nie Chengkong's right hand!

The spiritual power poured into the dagger, and as the dagger slashed down, the dagger became even sharper!

puff!

The hand raised the knife, and a bloody palm fell to the ground with a slap!

"Ah-ah-I...my hand-"

Nie Chengkong screamed, clutching his right arm with his left hand, stepping backwards.

His eyes were full of despair!

As a master with a knife, without his right hand, he is a waste from now on!
Not all people can regain confidence and become a left-handed knife after losing their hand!
At least, Nie Chengkong is already middle-aged. In his limited life, even if he can practice left-handed sword in the future, it is impossible for him to be worthy of the title of sword god!
When the Tan family father and son saw that Nie Chengkong's right hand had been cut off, their faces turned pale with fright!
Before Lin Lang could do anything to them, Qi Qi turned around and wanted to escape from the mastiff garden!

"If you don't want to die, just stop!" Lin Lang's cold voice made Tan Zhongming's footsteps stiff.

Lin Lang can even defeat Nie Chengkong, if Lin Lang wants to chase him down, he won't be able to escape at all!
Tan Zhongming bit it, took a deep breath, turned around and asked, "I don't believe you dare to kill us all!"

"I'm not interested in killing." Lin Lang sneered, "Because I'm tired of killing."

The corners of Tan Zhongming's eyes shrank fiercely!
Kill... Tired of killing!

These few words hit his heart hard!

How many people have been killed before dare to utter such wild words!

Those middle-aged men in suits tremblingly took out the electric batons at this time, pointing at Lin Lang waveringly.

The fear and tension in their hearts made them unable to hold the electric batons.

Lin Lang walked up to Nie Chengkong, who was already sitting on the ground, holding back the severe pain and sucking in cold air, and said lightly: "Sword God, that's all. From now on, find a place to hide, in this area of ​​Yuncheng In the rivers and lakes, I don't want to see you again."

Nie Chengkong gritted his teeth, got up, and said bitterly: "I am not as good as others, so I should go back to hiding! But you have to let me know who I lost to!"

"Didn't I tell you? I'm your uncle. Get lost!" Lin Lang rolled his eyes and snorted.

Lin Lang despises this kind of master who is capable but works for tigers from the bottom of his heart, so naturally he will not give him the respect that this so-called senior should have!

Because, Nie Chengkong is not worthy!

(End of this chapter)