It's the voice of a scavenger.

It's the voice of a scavenger again!

Completely different from before, the voice of a Qingdao person is no longer weak, but full of energy, full of toughness and masculinity. I realized what was going on, and immediately opened my eyes and looked up, and Liu Xin next to me was the same, looking behind Lang Jun with wide eyes.

At this moment, a Qingdao man was slowly walking out of the back door of the villa, his body no longer trembling, and his face was no longer pale.

He held a long sword in his hand, and his every move was flowing and natural, although there was still some blood on the corners of his mouth and placket, but he was obviously full of strength all over his body, and he was no longer that weak.

Anyone can see that his state has changed dramatically.

Liu Xin and I knew in our hearts that a Qingdao man had gotten rid of the torture of pain, returned to his former normal state, and became the master of the fairy wind dao bone again!

Of course, Liu Xin and I were excited, and both eyes were shining, looking at the Qingdao people who were gradually approaching, it was like looking at a hero who fell from the sky. At this moment, we have temporarily put aside some prejudices in our positions, because the current Qingdao man is not only a killer who will serve Chen Lao, but also a master who stands up for his disciples!

As for the night crying Langjun, of course, he took his foot back from my head, and turned his head to look at the Qingdao man with a puzzled expression. Two starts, two starts, two scars.

With the eyesight of Lang Jun who cried at night, of course, he could see that the state of the old Dao in front of him had changed-the old Dao who couldn't even stand on his feet before, and now he was able to walk towards him calmly.

"It's kind of interesting......"

Night Crying Lang Jun said softly, realizing that Liu Xin and I were nothing, and the real threat came from the sword-wielding veteran in front of him. Night Crying Langjun pulled his hands together, and lifted the ridiculously large black coffin again, as if holding a big knife, aimed at a Qingdao man in front of him.

This knife, oh no, this coffin is so big, so big that it almost covers the sky and the sun, so big that anyone who sees it can't help but gasp.

How could a mortal lift such a large coffin?

"It seems like ......," the night cryer muttered, "I have to face you now?" ”

"Facing up?" A Qingdao man repeated these two words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a wicked smile: "How can you face me squarely?" You can only look up to me! ”

You can only look up to me!

What an arrogant sentence.

But from the mouth of a Qingdao person, it feels so natural.

Of course, Lang Jun of Night Crying was not convinced, and said with a frown: "You are just a defeated subordinate of mine, and you dare to say such a thing?" ”

A Qingdao man laughed loudly: "My subordinates are defeated...... Yes, I am your defeated man, but the thing you regret most in your life is that you failed to kill me when I was sick, which gave me the opportunity to turn against me now! Night Crying Langjun, your end has come! ”

The words of a Qingdao man directly pronounced the death penalty of Night Crying Langjun, and he did what he said and practiced it, and as soon as the words fell, he rushed towards Night Crying Langjun with a sword!

In fact, since I knew a Qingdao man, I rarely saw him take the initiative to attack, always standing in place waiting for others to attack, always looking calm and unhurried. Before, in the military department, in the face of the siege of me and Marshal Qinglong, he was like this, and he fought Zhang Luyi in the ring, which was also like this.

But now, he actually took the initiative to attack Night Crying Langjun!

In my opinion, on the one hand, he attaches more importance to the opponent of Night Crying Langjun, and on the other hand, he has been aggrieved for too long, and the number one master under the dignified Chen Lao was beaten like a dog just now, how can he bear it!

What's more, his two apprentices were also beaten to death, which made his master even more disgraceful.

- I can't even protect my own apprentices, what kind of master is it?

Therefore, without any nonsense or any buffer, a Qingdao man broke out in an instant, intending to kill the night crying Langjun in the shortest possible time!

The speed of the Qingdao man was extremely fast, and his hair and beard flew all over, like a green onion growing horizontally, with the roots facing backwards. Almost just a breath of effort, as soon as the Qingdao man came to the front of Night Crying Langjun, the long sword in his hand also stabbed at Night Crying Langjun's throat with unmistakable precision.

The swordsmanship of a Qingdao person is of course extremely mysterious, especially after combining the power of the dragon vein in the body, it has reached the point where it is almost invisible and traceless, and it is difficult for ordinary people to even see the long sword with their naked eyes, and they will only feel a white light flashing in a trance.

Swish!

Many people have died under this sword, not to mention many unknown people, the current god of war Shangguanwei, who is already one of the strongest people in the world, also died under this sword.

However, since Night Crying Langjun can rank eighth on the Huaxia Billboard, he naturally has his ability and strength, and it is definitely not something that can be solved by a Qingdao man with a sword.

At the moment when a Qingdao man stabbed with a sword, the pupils of Night Crying Langjun's eyes quickly contracted, and with Night Crying Langjun's rich experience and combat experience, he could see the extraordinaryness of this sword at a glance. Without any hesitation, he immediately raised the huge coffin in his hand and smashed it towards the sword of a Qingdaoman.

One force will drop ten.

No matter how fast you go, I'll hit it with all my might.

In the face of absolute power, everything is empty talk!

Faced with the huge coffin falling from the sky, a Qingdao man had to change his strategy and direction, otherwise his body would be smashed into pulp. His wrist was raised, and the tip of the sword was also pushed towards the bottom of the coffin, Liu Xin and I couldn't help but sweat coldly watching this scene, the long sword that looked extremely fragile could really block this ridiculously large coffin?

But before we could think about it, we heard a "ding", and the tip of the sword had already pressed against the coffin.

The seemingly fragile blade of the sword did not bend, and the coffin did not continue to fall.

A long sword, a coffin, just frozen in mid-air, as if no one had the upper hand.

But the night crying Lang Jun's sideburns have already shed cold sweat, and his eyelids are beating slightly, others may not understand, but he is like a mirror in his heart, and he can resist his coffin with only a long sword, how can he be an ordinary person?

He regretted it a little, regretting that he hadn't killed this old man before to cause such an embarrassing situation now.

But he knew that regret was useless.

Only fighting, only fighting, there is a way to live!

Night Crying Langjun roared wildly, waved the coffin in his hand again, and smashed it at a Qingdao man with a bang!

A large black coffin, no matter its volume or weight, is not something that ordinary people can play with, and ordinary people can't even lift it. But in the hands of Lang Jun who cried at night, he was as skillful as a steel knife in the hands of ordinary people, flying up and down, fighting bulls angrily, covering the sky for a while, and blocking the ground for a while, coupled with the unique volume and weight of the coffin, the wind continued to whistle and blew around, and the lawn on the ground was set off with ripples.

It's just one word, fierce!

Liu Xin and I crawled and hid far away, for fear that we would be injured by the coffin if we were not careful, and at the same time, we also tried not to cause a drag on a Qingdao person, so as to save a while crying at night Lang Jun was not an opponent, and took the two of us as hostages.

- We have seen this kind of thing a lot, but of course we can't make this mistake.

It's just that although we are on the side of a Qingdao man, judging from the situation on the spot, it is difficult for the two to distinguish the winner for a while, and they don't know who will win the final victory.

After all, a Qingdao man also said - to be precise, with Liu Xin - with his current strength, it is not enough to completely sweep the Huaxia Billboard!

A long sword and a coffin kept clashing with each other, and at the same time, a lot of sparks were sparked, which made people dazzled and dizzy.

The last time I saw a battle of this level, it was Zuo Fei and Xiao Yama who teamed up to fight the Queen Mother, who ranked fifth on the Huaxia Billboard, and it was also extremely exciting, and I was shocked and sighed when I saw it. In my opinion, Night Crying Langjun should be at the same level as Zuo Fei and Monkey, which is also in line with my previous inference about Zuo Fei, if they are really ranked on the Huaxia Billboard, they will at least be at the level of seventh, eighth, ninth and tenth.

Night Crying Langjun is indeed strong, and he can use the coffin as a weapon, and he really can't find a second one in the whole of China.

The battle between Night Crying Langjun and a Qingdao man can definitely be called an earth-shattering crying ghost god, anyway, I can't reach this level, only stunned.

The battle between the two lasted for more than ten minutes, and they were always in an inextricable state, and both sides had injuries, either a Qingdaoman's long sword was stabbed on the shoulder of the Night Crying Langjun, or the coffin of the Night Crying Langjun was smashed on the back of a Qingdao man.

But it can be faintly seen that a Qingdao man finally gradually gained the upper hand, a long sword always wandered around the coffin, and Lang Jun was a little out of breath from exhaustion, after all, it was such a heavy physical work, even the gods couldn't bear it.

Night Crying Langjun knew that if this continued, it would be himself who would suffer sooner or later, so the intensity of the attack became more fierce, obviously wanting to kill a Qingdao man as soon as possible before he ran out of energy.

At this moment, a large number of footsteps were suddenly heard all around, and at least hundreds of people surrounded them from all directions, all with spears in their hands. Looking at the clothes on their bodies, they were all from the army, and then Song Xiaowen's voice came from the crowd: "Night Crying Langjun, you have been surrounded, quickly disarm and surrender, and strive for leniency......"

Hey, Song Xiaowen really transferred the army, I really admire him, this public security chief's style is really tough to the extreme.

Click!

Hundreds of guns were quickly loaded, and they were aimed at the night crying Langjun who was still waving the coffin!

This is the strength of the country, no matter what you are the masters on the Chinese list, the army will teach you how to be a man in minutes, and let you know who is the real person in power!