Do you still have a responsibility?

This sentence is said loudly.

Qin Lang smiled disdainfully, "Even ants dare to ask me if I am responsible, whether I am responsible, the weak are never qualified to judge." ”

He walked out slowly, glanced at Chen Lieping and the dead soldiers of the Zhao family, and had to say that such a formation was really not small.

Even he didn't expect that the Huahai Zhao family would have such a background, and twenty yellow-level cultivators would appear at once.

"You're still ashamed to die, you go and kill him!" Chen Lieping looked at Qin Lang, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He has seen a lot of people who don't know the height of the sky, and he has seen a lot of people who sit in the well and watch the sky.

Obviously, in his eyes, Qin Lang, as a mere student, is such a person.

After all, there is no one in a million cultivators, and ordinary people have never heard of it.

And he, who has not made a move for a long time, it is estimated that Huahai City has forgotten him.

Chen Lieping sneered in his heart.

This time he made a move, not only to kill Qin Lang, but also to show the other three major families of Huahai the background of the Zhao family.

At this time, a dead soldier of the Zhao family beside him walked out, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he swung his fist and smashed it into Qin Lang's head.

The dead man had killed many people, but this was the first time he had killed a student.

He has even killed martial arts masters, and if he kills a student, he will naturally be able to capture it with one blow!

This Zhao family dead soldier revealed a terrifying killing intent on his fist, and the fist wind swept over, and the chair next to him suddenly flew up.

He was a yellow-level mid-level cultivator, and the strength of this punch could directly smash through even a wall.

The rest of the Zhao family's dead soldiers watched expressionlessly as their companions were about to kill Qin Lang, this kind of scene was already commonplace for them, and it was not surprising.

Suddenly, the fist of this Zhao family dead soldier stopped less than a foot away from Qin Lang's head.

It was as if he had been frozen, more like a sculpture, motionless, in the posture of smashing his fists past.

Well?

Chen Lieping smelled a breath of blood, and suddenly couldn't feel it, he fixed his eyes and saw the dead soldier of the Zhao family who was sent out, and a bloody hole appeared in his back.

Blood gushed out down the blood hole, and then the body of the dead soldier of the Zhao family slowly fell.

Qin Lang casually threw the toothpick in his hand, "If I kill you, it will dirty my hands, so I have to use a toothpick." ”

This scene, not only the Zhao family died, but even Chen Lieping gasped in his heart.

Qin Lang was holding an inconspicuous toothpick, and he was able to penetrate the body of a yellow-level mid-level cultivator, was he still human?

The physical strength of a yellow-level mid-level cultivator, even if a person is holding a sharp knife, may not be able to cut through it.

Unless this person is also a practitioner!

Only now did Chen Lieping understand in his heart why the Zhao family would make such a big move to deal with a mere student.

The student in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person, even if he has not received special training, then he should be a cultivator.

Although, the death of the Zhao family just now has elements of carelessness and contempt in it.

"If you want to kill me, don't blame me. Qin Lang's fierce eyes swept from the faces of the dead soldiers of the Zhao family one by one.

"The fall of the Zhao family starts with you!" A faint voice drifted away, and Qin Lang's body suddenly ejected.

Burst!

The head of a dead soldier of the Zhao family was exploded in an instant, like a ripe watermelon bursting.

Qin Lang kicked on the body of a dead soldier of the Zhao family, and the powerful force directly kicked the other party away, breaking through the glass and flying out.

"What, killing a Yellow-level cultivator is just the easiest blow?" Chen Lieping's pupils suddenly dilated, full of disbelief.

Looking at a famous Zhao family deceased, they fell to the ground one after another in Qin Lang's hands, blood all over the ground, even if he was as ruthless as him, he couldn't help but feel numb.

With such a method, perhaps only when the eldest young master comes can he be subdued head-on.

This is the only thought in Chen Lieping's heart.

Zhao Qiliang sat in the car, closed his eyes and rested.

Steward Zhao and ten dead soldiers of the Zhao family stood outside the car, staring carefully at the gate of the palace KTV.

They are here to prevent Qin Lang from escaping from the door.

At this moment, a sedan came speeding up, followed by a sharp brake, and stopped at the door.

Steward Zhao watched the owner of the car get out of the car, his eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly reported to Zhao Qiliang.

"Master, Yundongke is here!"

"How many people are here?" Zhao Qiliang said with his eyelids raised slightly.

"There were only two people. ”

"Okay, two people. A gleam flashed in Zhao Qiliang's eyes.

The four dead soldiers of the Zhao family stopped at the door of the palace KTV, staring at the two Yundong guests, the momentum of both sides gradually climbed, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.

"Lone wolf, these four people are handed over to you. Yundongke took a deep breath and said.

He saw at a glance that this was the legendary dead man of the Zhao family, and when he saw it today, he realized that the rumors were true.

The Zhao family is dead, and they can fight against a hundred!

Because this is a cultivator!

The young man who came with him had a solemn gaze, he slowly pulled out a Tang knife and said, "Obey!"

"Yundongke!" At this time, Zhao Qiliang came over and said.

Yundongke motioned for the lone wolf to stop, then turned around and said in a cold voice: "Zhao family master, my daughter is still inside, what do you mean?"

Zhao Qiliang said lightly: "Don't worry, I have already ordered me not to hurt Yun Shuqing unless I have to." ”

Yun Dongke's face turned cold, and he said: "What do you mean by being forced to do so? There has been a fight inside, if my daughter is affected, who is responsible?"

"Who is responsible?" the expression on Zhao Qiliang's face became hideous, "My son is dead, and the death is unknown, who is responsible for his death?"

The pain of losing a child is indeed very uncomfortable for Zhao Qiliang.

Even though he has an amazing eldest son, the death of the second son is related to the face of the Zhao family in Huahai.

When Yundongke heard this, he said indifferently: "Zhao Qiliang, I, Yundongke, put my words here, if my daughter is missing a hair in it, I can assure you that the power of Jinding will make the Zhao family disappear from Huahai, where are you afraid of the burning of jade!"

The words of the three leading leaders in the underground world of Huahai City suddenly made the atmosphere condense.

At this moment, six cars roared towards them, and after they stopped, the doors opened one after another.

The leader was a young man with gold-rimmed glasses, and behind him stood more than twenty men in black suits.

Seeing the young man with glasses, Yundongke was slightly stunned, and even Zhao Qiliang swallowed his saliva.

Even though Zhao Qiliang had overestimated Song Yiyao's status in the Song Group, he still didn't expect the Song Group to send Song Zhiqing over.

Suddenly, there was a sound of glass shattering, and a dead soldier of the Zhao family flew out and landed on the ground.

The sudden change suddenly made several Zhao family dead soldiers outside feel like they were facing a great enemy.

At this time, another dead soldier of the Zhao family flew out, his arms and legs were broken, and he was lying on the ground without breathing.

What's going on?

Zhao Qiliang's eyes widened, and he couldn't react for a while.

Everyone looked to the first floor.

Bang bang!

The violent sound kept coming out from inside, and the powerful air flow swept across the hall on the first floor of the KTV, which had become unshaped, rubble and dusty.

What a powerful force!

Song Zhiqing lifted his glasses and said secretly.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew out of it, and it was thrown out of it.

After the black shadow fell to the ground, everyone was shocked when they saw his bloodstained face!

Chen Lieping, a powerful man who was famous in Huahai City and crisscrossed the southwest of China, was lying on the ground at this time.

A deep wound that stretched from the left button to his waist, and his left and right hands were broken, lying on the ground like a dead pig.

At this time, Yundongke looked at the door of the first floor, and Song Zhiqing, Lone Wolf, Zhao Qiliang, Steward Zhao and others also looked over.

I saw Qin Lang carrying his hands behind his back, without a trace of blood on his body, and walked out of it slowly.

At this moment, he was like an emperor, full of judgment and contempt, and instantly shot at Zhao Qiliang.

Song Yiyao and Yun Shuqing followed closely behind!