The two of them were like this, one tried her best to maintain the cold face and eyes with a unique look, and the other smiled like a big blooming trumpet flower, even his eyes were smiling.

I don’t know how long it took, but just a gong sounded, and the two "motor oils" that had been communicating with their eyes finally moved.

"Kingdomites, what does it mean to stretch out a finger?"

This was Wei Lulang's first sentence. After asking this, he never asked again.

"Oh my god." Liu Lang replied very seriously.

The words are extremely rude, but simple and straightforward.

"Kingdom, if this is your plan to anger me, you will succeed." Wei Lulang's cold face, which had never changed forever, finally changed, and he said word by word with the extremely stiff Wang Guoyu.

As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the knife in his arms, threw the scabbard to the ground, holding the knife in his hands and lifted it between his eyebrows.

It was a typical Black Hawk Empire Samurai sword that looked like a clear pond. The bright light shone on it, reflecting the cold and grim blade. It made people feel numb when they saw it.

Even people who don’t have much martial arts knowledge know that it must be an extremely sharp knife, or a murderous knife.

"It's not fair, Brother Liu doesn't have any weapons yet." Zhou Dapeng, who was located in the audience, suddenly shouted.

Unlimited fighting matches are not limited to fists and feet, but also weapons, but if you choose weapons, both sides must choose weapons they are familiar with. Hongyun Boxing Gym will not let one-sided situations happen, which is of no benefit to them who are in charge.

Zhou Dapeng didn't know that Liu Lang had rejected the boxing gym's kindness to provide him with weapons.

Liu Lang turned his head, the three-edged military spike in his sleeve slid out, and grinned at Zhou Dapeng, who was yelling for him, "Don't worry, I have this good guy."

However, what Liu Lang saw was Zhou Dapeng with a drastic change in his face. "Brother Liu is careful." Zhou Dapeng suddenly shouted loudly.

"Boss." Fan Ziran couldn't help but stand up suddenly.

The moment Liu Lang turned his head, the Black Hawk Empire swordsman holding swordsmen in both hands suddenly moved, and this movement was like a gust of lightning, so fast that it was difficult to react.

Wei Lulang suddenly took a huge step forward quickly, and held up the samurai sword above the top and slashed straight down at Liu Lang who was turning his head like lightning, with a murderous intention.

Liu Lang was only four or five meters away from Wei Lulang. After taking this step, Wei Lulang's figure had already reached Liu Lang, as if all the strength in his body was instilled in this knife.

Yes, maybe everyone who was not familiar with Liu Lang might have despised Liu Lang, but this Black Hawk Empire swordsman who had only seen Liu Lang did not. Because, he witnessed a scene with his own eyes that Liu Lang defeated the powerful White Bear Country warrior with his handshake.

At that moment, the powerful combat power of Liu Lang was almost stimulating, and Wei Lulang, who was a few meters away, couldn't help but draw his sword to confront him.

That was definitely a super expert he had never met before. Wei Lulang has always been vigilant enough to Liu Lang.

However, in such a ring, Wei Lulang, who is so distracted and has a wealth of combat experience, wouldn’t he be a fool if he doesn’t seize this rare opportunity?

What does the so-called dignity of a warrior count in the face of precious lives? Wei Lulang, who can be the number one master of the Black Dragon Association, is naturally not a fool. Under the huge threat caused by Liu Lang, Wei Lulang used a big step to concentrate his full spirit to the greatest extent. Even if the sword he cut was not the peak he could reach in his life, it was a sword with extremely strong combat power.

It seemed as if it had crossed the limitations of space. In the eyes of everyone, he seemed to have just started, and the blade reached above Liu Lang's head. At this time, Liu Lang's head was still turning towards the audience. The next moment, the blade would split Liu Lang's young face.

Almost everyone couldn't bear to witness the tragic situation that was about to happen. With such a sharp knife and such a quick knife technique, even if the fat man in Wang Guo was cast with iron, he would be split in half!

But obviously, Liu Lang's reaction was much faster than they thought. He turned his head slightly and made a slight mistake. The lightning-fast blade almost wiped against the tip of Liu Lang's nose and slashed downwards.

He actually avoided the lightning-like knife. But obviously, this was not enough.

The crazy look on Wei Lulang's face became stronger and stronger. After slashing with one knife, the moment his body rushed forward involuntarily, he didn't wait for the trick to use his wrists, and the blade that was slashing was slanted toward Liu Lang's waist and abdomen.

The sword light is like snow, and it is extremely radiant under the light.

Under this knife, Liu Lang's only ending could only be in two halves. Almost everyone is sure that the black hawk Empire swordman's cold samurai sword could split the human body, even if Liu Lang looked at the thicker fat layer.

But they obviously forgot that Liu Lang also had a guy in his hand.

Only with a "clang" sound of a harsh metallic touch, Liu Lang blocked the blade with the strange black weapon in his hand.

"What do you think you are a fool, two knives, can do your best?" Liu Lang sneered.

Although I don’t quite understand the meaning of “pity”, I have the word “silly” written on it before. Even the real idiot probably understands that Liu Lang’s words don’t have any nice meaning.

"Bastard, yours, dead." Wei Lulang cursed angrily.

After one slash and one slash, his subordinates kept turning their wrists, and the blade slashed up along the Sanling Army. With a "sharp" sound, the harsh friction of the blade slashed across the Sanling Army made everyone in the audience feel the urge to cover their ears.

As long as Liu Lang holds the strange weapon in his hand, the sharp blade will cut off Liu Lang's palm in one fell swoop in the sparks of violent friction between the two.

This split, cut and cut three consecutive moves change quickly, as if lightning was completed in one go, all of which showed that Wei Lulang is worthy of being the number one master of the Black Dragon Association. Ordinary opponents will die if they dodge the first move, and under his sharp attack of several consecutive moves.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Even if you are as strong as Liu Lang, the only thing you can do at this time can only throw away the weapons in your hands to save your hands. On such a battlefield, injury and blood loss are obviously the prelude to defeat. However, if you throw away your weapons and face a swordsman holding a sharp blade, you will undoubtedly seek death.

But Liu Lang must choose one of the two.

So Liu Lang chose the former and abandoned the military sect. He relaxed his hand and let go of the military sect that was tightly held in his hand.

The gamblers sighed.

Although the fat man in the Kingdom unexpectedly blocked the swordsman of the Black Hawk Empire, he did not dodge this move after all. In their opinion, a warrior who lost his weapon was almost doomed to fail.

What's more, the Black Hawk Empire swordsman was obviously unyielding. At the moment when Liu Lang abandoned the sword, his wrist exerted force again. The blade suddenly shook. When he pulled out a few sword flowers, the general stabbed the sword. The samurai sword that changed direction was aimed at Liu Lang's heart and stabbed it suddenly.

The smile appeared on Wei Lulang's face for the first time, which was a smile that was about to win the final victory. Even in the eyes of others, the smile was extremely hideous and cruel.

Yes, of course Wei Lulang had to laugh, he was about to kill the hateful kingdom in front of him. A kingdom who was terrible but did not know how to control the rhythm of the battle, no matter how he slashed or cut his sword at the beginning, he did not think that he could make a skill with one sword. All his actions were actually for this stab.

Not only did Liu Lang, who had lost his weapon, could not stop the sting, even if there was, Wei Lulang didn't think he had such a quick reaction.

The tip of the knife is only more than thirty centimeters away from Liu Lang's heart. For Wei Lulang, who practices stabbing three thousand times every day, it is only a few seconds. This stab has almost formed an instinct. Even if Wei Lulang blinds his eyes, he can stab his blade into the enemy's heart steadily.

When he used this move, very few people could dodge this move, and 99% of people died under this thorn.

However, Liu Lang was not as desperate as Wei Lulang imagined.

Even his eyes were clearly smiling, just like Wei Lulang, smiling very brightly, and a little more sinister.

Yes, what Wei Lulang read from it is not only Xinyue, but more sinister.

Extremely insidious.
Chapter completed!