Making Great Fortune Overnight

This Sabre is very cold. At first glance, it's a precious Dao that cuts iron like mud. It's forged by top-notch Japanese craftsmanship.

This kind of knife, Chinese people all have traditional memory, painful memory.

Now it is pulled out by Miyazaki and lit up in the Chinese banquet hall where Wudao masters gather. It makes people feel like they are back in the last century.

The atmosphere of nausea, hatred, and common hatred spread to the hearts of Chinese warriors.

But, unlike the samurai sword in Sakurai Ling's hand, this one is longer, and the color of the blade is not only the color of cold light, but also two colors: white and red.

Looking at it is a bloodthirsty knife. I don't know how many soldiers' blood has been licked on it.

"Tonight, let me behead all of you.

Miyazaki's hands slowly sank, and the knife also fell, lying across Miyazaki's chest.

"Blood knife?"

"Elder martial brother, have you brought master's blood knife?"

Miya nodara cried out.

Blood knife, every day in the morning, in the evening at a specific time, must be soaked in blood, as if people want to eat.

Blood knife can expand their own aura and suppress others' aura. If they don't, they will be everywhere.

This Dao is a famous Japanese sword, which has been supported by Koizumi Takeshi. Unexpectedly, Koizumi Takeshi gave the blood knife to Miyazaki for use.

"You're finished, the Chinese people who laugh at me, you're all finished."

The blood knife saw blood, almost all the Japanese people know. Koizumi is giving Miyazaki this sabre, which is meaningful.

This is to make the Chinese warriors submit to the Japanese and submit to the throne.

Miya noghara understood that with Miyazaki's Shenjing skills and incomparable Zhenguo treasure blood knife, Qin Lang could not escape the fate of being killed.

All the Japanese warriors became extremely excited. This was the invisible effect of the bloody knife. They saw Qin Lang's head fall off in their hallucinations, while the whole Chinese warrior's head was rolling, which showed the Japanese warrior's strength.

Leng Qianqiu felt dazzled and then said, "brother Qin, be careful. This sword is evil."

"Ha ha, you can see that it's just that it's too late. The moment of drawing a knife is the witness of your collective return to Yin." Miyazaki roared ferociously and was arrogant. He looked down upon all the martial artists like ants.

With that, Miyazaki suddenly all over the body murderous, as ferocious as a demon, hoarse voice said: "this knife, I only used twice, the first time I used it to kill a hundred people."

"The second time, I killed a thousand people with it."

"Chinese people are always inferior. They always need to teach you to behave like this with a knife."

"Today, I will take you Qin Lang, oh no, the chairman of Yanjing City Wudao alliance to sacrifice the first sword. The warrior spirit is immortal forever."

He showed deep contempt and arrogance of the high.

Qin Lang stands with his hands down and looks at the other party's teeth and claws without a trace of expression.

"It's foolish of you to think of yourself as an expert."

"We have already used this kind of knife in Tangdi."

"It's a pity that you enjoy the Chinese civilization, but you don't know how to be grateful. Aren't you like a beast?"

"You How dare you humiliate me? " Miyazaki's eyes showed a thick killing machine.

"No Qin Lang is still negative: "I'm not insulting you, I'm telling the truth."

"Oh, blood knife, blood knife, just a piece of rubbish." Qin Lang is cold.

At this time, Leng Qianqiu suddenly stepped forward: "president, I come to ask for tassels, please give me the first battle."

Qin Lang shook his head: "cold big brother, no need."

"I'm enough."

"Ah! Go to hell Miyazaki's blood knife shoots out and cuts Qin Lang with a knife.

The shadow of the knife crossed a long blood color, like a ghost in the light.

At this time, a sudden burst of crying and howling sound was heard on the knife, which made people's consciousness involuntarily dragged by the sound and fell into manic and sad.

Is this the bloody sword? It's disturbing the mind

Shenjing, the master of Japanese Shenjing, is strange and unpredictable.

A lot of people at this time have been confused, the spirit in the trembling, eyes show boundless fear.

Wow

A daughter of an entrepreneur who didn't know martial arts cried out and was so sad that she couldn't help herself.

And the blood color on the blood knife is more and more bright and bloody, and the ghost crying in the knife is stronger.

Then, it was found that Qin Lang seemed to stop.

Yes, it's freeze frame. It seems to be nailed there. The whole person has no expression, just like a statue.

The sabre power, which is full of blood, has imprisoned Qin Lang in his blood.

Then there was a call, a distant and shrill call, but full of mysterious temptation, as if driven to the road by a shepherd's flute.People's face changed dramatically, Leng Qianqiu suddenly stood up, but suddenly found that he could not walk. Leng Chunyu, the daughter beside her, also had a kind of silly appearance in her eyes. Leng Qianqiu quickly covered her daughter's eyes with her hand to prevent her from seeing it again.

At the moment, most of the people in the reception hall are confined to one side. They want to move their feet to fight against Miyazaki, but they seem to be filled with cement and can't take a step.

At this time, the whole Yanjing Wudao alliance was a lamb killed arbitrarily, and no one could escape.

They all thought that Qin Lang must be in the same situation.

The Japanese warriors were all arrogant and covetous, ready to attack and kill at the best opportunity.

Yes, there is no difference in attack and killing. Even children who follow adults to join in the fun will never be let go.

Only in this way, Chinese martial arts can kneel down, and only in this way can Chinese people turn pale when they talk about Japan.

Everyone is extremely anxious, because, suddenly, everyone faces the incredible call of death.

"Qin Lang, you are against us, that is to seek death. I want you to regret coming to this world, to make you suffer torture and lose your dignity."

Miyazaki laughs. The blood knife is only a fingertip away from Qin Lang's head:

"Qin Lang, the leader of China Yanjing Wudao alliance, remember it to me, boy, who killed you, Miyazaki Kui also!"

"Bullshit, you still have that broken knife." A cold voice made Miyazaki instantly stunned.

The voice was lazy, sarcastic, and impatient.

Then, Qin Lang put the blood knife to the side with a finger, Miyazaki suddenly felt his arm numb, and almost threw it away.

"The same book, the same train." Qin Lang said softly.

"If the standards are different, there will be a lot of trouble. The wisdom of our ancestors is not built. "

Looking at Miyazaki's muddled appearance, Qin Lang went on to say, "the standard of your Japanese divine state is very different from ours."

"Your divine state is equivalent to the realm we have just started."

In Miyazaki's heart, horror can't be described by words.

Qin Lang, how can you not be hypnotized by the blood knife, even without any influence?!