Elder Zuo had a habit before he did it.

That is, there is a lot of nonsense, and one person can talk for most of the day.

In the past, this move can be described as tried and tested, and there are often many opponents who are impatient by him, so that they are full of flaws.

It's a pity that he met Qin Lang, a group of people who don't play cards according to common sense.

"Truly...... You despicable Chinese people! Repeatedly plotting against the old man! It's really embarrassing! Do you still have the word martial virtue in your eyes?"

Elder Zuo's voice came from all around again, and Qin Lang was taken aback!

That hairy is still alive!

it! Is it so hard?

Sure enough, there was a commotion among the heretics in front of him, and Elder Zuo's strange shape appeared in front of Qin Lang again.

Qin Lang stepped forward: "Old man, how many doppelgangers do you have? If you have the courage to get them all out, your uncle will blow you up one by one!"

"Doppelganger? Hmph! This is the true body of the deity!" Elder Zuo snorted coldly, and pointed at Qin Lang with his hand: "Who went with me to get this bird? Lord Ben has a lot of rewards!"

"My lord, let me meet him!"

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with bird feathers on his head and clothes like woven bags.

He was holding a black night pot in his hand, and Qin Lang smelled a strong foul smell from afar.

Hurriedly took a step back, pinched his nose, and frowned: "Can you send a normal person out?"

There was a heretic in the back laughing and saying, "Hahahaha! See, this kid is cowardly!"

"Hmph, boy, it's too late to coax me!" The man said, unscrewing the lid of the night pot, licking his lips and saying, "That boy, I call you, do you dare to agree?"

Qin Lang couldn't cry or laugh: "Damn, what do you think you are a treasure gourd?"

The old demon of Xishan said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense! I'll ask you, I call you, do you dare to agree?"

Qin Lang straightened his face and said lightly: "Oh, don't dare, and then what?"

The old demon of Xishan was angry: "You, why are you like this? I told you that you didn't agree, isn't it too rude?"

Qin Lang thought for a while: "Okay, uncle, my surname is Ye, my name!

The old demon of Xishan frowned: "And such a strange name?"

Qin Lang tilted his head: "What's the matter, you don't dare to scream?"

"Haha! Why don't you dare?" The old demon of Xishan held the night pot in his hand high above his head, and there were words in his mouth, and his eyes glared at Qin Lang for a long time: "Ye Ye!"

"Hey!

"Hahahaha...... Uh, why are you okay?" Qin Lang agreed very happily, and the old demon of Xishan was ecstatic, however, after waiting for a long time, he still stood on the opposite side like a person who was fine.

That's a good question!

Qin Lang thought for a while, and said with a serious face: "Isn't your voice too quiet?"

The old demon of Xishan thought about it, and felt that what Qin Lang said was not unreasonable, and while secretly scolding Qin Lang Shabi, he cleared his throat and said, "Hmm...... I guess so, then you listen!"

"Ye Ye!"

"Hey, Sun thief!"

"Ye Ye!"

"Sun thief!"

“……”

He shouted more than a dozen times in a row, and the old demon of Xishan almost lost his breath, but Qin Lang still stood in place and didn't have a.

The old demon of Xishan looked puzzled, and said to himself: "It doesn't make sense! Could it be that my magic weapon has failed?"

Behind them, the members of the second team of the male soldiers were already laughing back and forth, where did they think that Elder Zuo would actually send such a brain-dead patient out to be embarrassed.

Finally, an infidel not far from him reminded him: "Old devil, this kid is playing with you! Don't ink with him, kill him!"

"Play with me?"

Recalling the name of this kid, the old demon of Xishan suddenly woke up, and suddenly screamed in anger, and a wave of anger almost didn't rush his heavenly spirit cover away!

"Stinky boy, dare to play with the deity! The deity wants you to die without a place to be buried!"

Facing the old demon of Xishan who pounced on him like a wild dog, Qin Lang did not panic at all, and when he was still about two meters away from him, Qin Lang raised his hand and a bag of lime powder came to his face.

The old devil of Xishan was instantly squinted by the lime, his feet were unstable, and he fell to the ground with a "poof", his head just hit his own night pot, and he didn't move when he rolled his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was smelly or snorted by the night pot.

After losing the first battle, Elder Zuo suddenly trembled with anger, pointed at Qin Lang and shouted: "Who dares to fight again, and take down this despicable and shameless Chinese with me!"

"Elder Hugh panic! There's my Nanshan old monster here!"

A hunchbacked old man came out in response, if he hadn't looked carefully, Qin Lang would definitely think that the person in front of him had two heads, because the sarcoma on his neck was too protruding!

His weapon is a pitch-black oil umbrella.

The old monster of Nanshan stood tremblingly in front of Qin Lang, and said with a wicked smile: "Boy, don't think that if you cheat and harm the old demon of Xishan, you feel invincible in the world!

With a loud shout from the old monster of Nanshan, his body jumped back suddenly, and the oil umbrella in his hand pointed at Qin Lang.

However, still nothing happened. 52 Literature

"Uh...... Don't panic, my umbrella hasn't been oiled for a while!"

"Aha! Death! Damn it...... What's going on? I'm angry?"

The moment the oil umbrella was unfolded, it really startled Qin Lang! A flame actually erupted from the top of the oil umbrella, but unfortunately, the flame only lasted for a second or two before it went out.

Behind him, a strong, honest-looking man grabbed the three-inch short hair on his head and said embarrassedly, "Uh...... That, I had a barbecue last night, I forgot to tell you!"

"Bastard! you...... You!uh......" The old monster of Nanshan was suddenly so angry with his teammates that he had a myocardial infarction, rolled his eyes, kicked his legs, and fell straight to the ground, swallowing his breath very simply.

Qin Lang pointed to the old monster of Nanshan on the ground: "This ...... Aren't you going to drag it back and salvage it?"

Elder Zuo waved his hand: "Waste! What's the use of saving him?"

"One won't help, I'll go together! Today we must let this despicable villain know that we are powerful!"

This time, without Elder Zuo's name, two infidels stood up at the same time.

One of the lame old men is named Dongshan Laokeng, and the other is a well-known old ghost from Beishan.

They and the previous old demon of Xishan and the old monster of Nanshan, among the infidels, are known as the four protectors of the southeast, northwest and northwest, and seeing that the first two were assassinated by this guy in front of them, they suddenly became angry and vowed to avenge them!

The weapon of Dongshan Laokeng is an iron hook that does not bend a few times, which is covered with rust, this is a treasure handed down from his ancestors, called the soul hook! It has never been washed, as long as it is caught, there is a 70 percent probability that people will get tetanus, and the power is called a domineering.

The old ghost of Xishan is different, her weapon is a hanging rope as white as snow! It is said that anyone who is wrapped around her neck by this hanging rope basically burps directly! It can be said that it is not cruel.

"Boy, it's too late for you to surrender now! I won't show mercy to the two of us!" Dongshan Lao Keng licked the soul hook in his hand as he spoke, and his face was full of evil smiles.

Qin Lang shrugged his shoulders and said with disdain on his face: "Haha, those two hairs just now said the same, but I am still standing here!"

"Good boy, dare enough!

The old ghost of Beishan shouted, and the hanging rope in his hand rushed towards Qin Lang.

I have to say that this old woman's speed is indeed fast enough, and her body is dexterous, like a ghost, Qin Lang instantly paid attention to it.

At the same time, the old pit of Dongshan also rushed up with a strange scream.

The three of them fought like a lamp, and it was difficult to solve for a while.

Dongshan Laokeng seized an opportunity, raised his big hand violently, and the thunderbolt in his sleeve flew out with a "whoosh", straight to Qin Lang's face.

But who is Qin Lang? In terms of Yin people, he is a master at the level of a grandmaster.

It's too late, it's too soon.

At the moment when Dongshan Laokeng raised his hand, Qin Lang pulled the old ghost of Beishan next to him to block in front of him, and the thunderbolt exploded instantly, and the old ghost of Beishan was immediately blown up with blood on his face, and at the same time, a thick white smoke dispersed, like a smoke bomb, and the old ghost of Beishan instantly turned white in front of him.

"Quack, go die, look at my impermanence and kill thirteen hooks!" Dongshan Laokeng didn't realize that it was the old ghost of Beishan who was hit, and he danced the soul hook in his hand and killed her.

A hook is in the middle of the pipa bone of the old ghost of the North Mountain!

The old ghost of Beishan screamed in pain when he boarded, where did he care so much, and the neck rope in his hand was thrown out directly.

For a while, the two fought hotly, but Qin Lang retreated to the side helplessly.

When the white smoke cleared, both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

The old ghost of Beishan had an iron hook on his belly, and the old ghost of Dongshan had an extra neck rope with white flowers on his neck, Qin Lang thought that the two of them were just a little injured, but he didn't expect that in the end, they would die together!

"This kid, the short one is the old man of the Seven Evils! Get out of the way, the old man has to do it himself!" Elder Zuo saw that the four fierce generals under his command were all killed by the despicable young man in front of him one by one, and he was so angry that his head was smoking!

"Wow!" Elder Zuo screamed strangely in his mouth, pointed at Qin Lang with both hands, and the two big snakes beside him "swished" and flew directly towards him like javelins.

It came in a hurry and quickly, and Qin Lang didn't react for a while.

"Phew!"

At this moment, two gunshots rang out in my ears, and then the two big snakes fell to the ground softly, and their bodies were still twitching.

"You guys, you don't talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes!" Where did Elder Zuo think that the two women behind Qin Lang would actually shoot without warning!

Before his baby showed his strength, he hiccuped directly.

Fortunately, I still have a trick!

Who is Elder Zuo?

As the most faithful believer of the evil god, it is naturally impossible not to press the bottom of the box.

glared at Qin Lang fiercely, took out a green flute from his waist, and immediately put it to his mouth, as long as he blew the flute, the two big snakes would be resurrected immediately!

However, just as he put the flute to his mouth, a stone flew up, and Elder Zuo was caught off guard, and he was directly hit in the corner of his mouth with a "snap", and blood burst out on the ground, and he fell to the ground.

"Elder!"

"Quick! Hurry up and save the Elder!"

Seeing that Elder Zuo was plotted against him, the heretics could not bear it, and they pulled out those strange weapons on their waists one after another, and pounced with a loud cry.

Running at the front is a strong man who is about two meters tall and weighs at least 300 pounds, like a small mountain, while running, the earth seems to be trembling!

This guy is fierce, and Qin Lang is hesitating whether to avoid the edge for the time being.

Suddenly, a funny scene appeared!

This guy didn't know why, but he tripped his left foot and fell down directly like a twist.

It was like a collapsing Mount Tai, and poor Elder Zuo had just sat up at this time!

Hearing only the sound of "quack", Elder Zuo's body trembled, and then there was no movement.