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083 One Sword 2

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    Fang Lang's words spread out and reached the ears of many pursuers.

    Suddenly, each of these people looked ugly, and their anger was beyond words.

    For the mafia, if it is provoked, it must be repaid twice as much. If it loses its prestige, wouldn't anyone be able to step on it in the future?

    A middle-aged man in a suit walked out slowly. He tilted his head and stared at Fang Lang. He stopped when he walked in front of him, "Don't be too arrogant, kid, this world is not as innocent as you think!"

    "20 seconds." Fang Lang looked at the man with pity, "You are wasting your life. If you have time to say these words, you'd better hurry up and say a word or two to your wife and children."

    "I told you not to be too arrogant, don't you understand?" Veins popped up on the man's forehead, his right hand stretched out from behind, a black pistol pointed at Fang Lang's head from the air, "Say, your boss is  Who? If you satisfy me, I can consider breaking only one of your legs!"

    Having a gun pointed at your head is something I haven¡¯t experienced in a long time.

    Fang Lang laughed abruptly, "This is not a scare prop."

    "What?"

    "Don't you understand? I said, pistols are not used to scare people," Fang Lang said in a cold tone, "Put down the gun, kneel down and apologize, so that I can consider giving you the whole body."

    Hearing this, the man became furious and his face turned ferocious, "Go to hell! You bastard!"

    boom!

    There was a gunshot, and the bullet followed a spiral trajectory, shot out of the gun barrel, crossed a distance of only tens of centimeters, and headed towards Fang Lang's head.

    However, Fang Lang seemed to have a premonition of the trajectory of the bullet, and he just dodged it with a slight movement of his head.

    The bullet almost flew past his ear.

    "What!?" The man's pupils shrank, showing a bit of horror, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

    boom!  boom!  boom!  boom!  boom!

    The gunshots continued, and if he were an ordinary person, he would be shot into a hornet's nest. However, Fang Lang remained calm in the rain of bullets. He could not see clearly with the naked eye. He just felt that the body of the person in front of him trembled, and the next moment, bullets passed by him.

    "No, it's impossible!" The man stepped back in fright and continued to pull the trigger, but there was no sound from anyone.

    "Finished? I told you earlier, it's not a scary prop, because it can't scare anyone at all. If you want to scare me, at least bring an intercontinental missile." Fang Lang clicked his tongue and glanced at the pursuers, "522 people  , It¡¯s good to have the domineering look of a king, forget it, it¡¯s okay to show off your sword skills that you haven¡¯t used for a long time.¡±

    As he spoke, he put his hand in his pocket and blindly entered into his mobile phone.

    A moment later, a sword blade suddenly appeared in front of him. It was a rare famous sword, one of the supreme sharp swords, and a generation of ghosts.

    As a top-notch blade, those who love swords will be able to tell at a glance how extraordinary Ichi Tetsu is.

    "That sword is pretty bad." Nobunaga, who was standing on the high slope, looked serious. "This guy said he knew swordsmanship, and he didn't just say it casually. The moment he picked up the sword, his aura changed."

    "If Fang Lang in his normal state seems to be no different from ordinary people, then Fang Lang holding a sword will still exude a bit of fierceness even if he doesn't want to.

    His most basic and essential strength is swordsmanship. He is a swordsman and a great swordsman.

    "Is this guy really good at swordsmanship?" Madge said to herself in surprise: "The first time I saw him use a sword."

    The people in the brigade were observing Fang Lang's power very carefully.

    However, they could not imagine that Fang Lang's counterattack only lasted for a brief moment, so fast that even they could only see a vague sword shadow.

    "Thirty seconds have passed. Don't blame me for not giving you time. The world is like this. The weak eat the strong. Be a good person in the next life."

    While whispering, Fang Lang bowed slightly and assumed the posture of drawing his sword to kill.

    In an instant, the fierce murderous intent from the sword spread out in a fan-shaped manner with Fang Lang as the center, towards all the pursuers, wave after wave, like a wind wave.

    This wind is a bone-chilling cold wind, and everyone who blows it feels the slightest chill. With the hair standing on end, everyone trembled and raised the guns in their hands.

    "Die, die!"

    "Fire! Fire!"

    "Kill him!"

    The roar was accompanied by the roar of gunfire, which broke out together.

    Then the next moment, everyone felt a flash of silver light, and then, the gunfire and roars stopped abruptly.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?In the environment, only the friction sound of the blade being sheathed continued.

    Fang Lang glanced at these people indifferently from the corner of his eyes, then turned and walked towards Gaopo.

    When he turned around and took the third step, the tragedy suddenly broke out.

    Poof!

    The blood sprayed on each person's body, along with the separated upper body, dyed the Gordo Desert red.

    Five hundred and twenty-two people couldn¡¯t even see clearly the attack, and they didn¡¯t even understand when they would die.

    In just that moment, someone remembered those thirty seconds of language.

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    "This is" Nobunaga took a breath and stood up in shock, "This guy's swordsmanship is expert level!"

    ¡° Even though they are a brigade with many evil deeds, this is the first time they have seen such an ornamental group killing swordsmanship.

    "No mercy, one knife kills, it can be said to be bloody beauty."

    "Killing is an art."

    "Ah, he's back." Finks whistled, as if to express friendship.

    Fang Lang jumped onto a slope more than ten meters high with a slight leap, and said to the seven people in this operation: "Wait a minute, there should be pursuers behind. When they find out that all the others have been wiped out, they will naturally  The Yin Beast will be notified.¡±

    "It makes sense, just wait a moment." Feitan rarely agreed with Fang Lang's words.

    The others didn't say anything, but Fang Lang showed his sword skills and immediately calmed them down.

    "How do you know how to use a sword?" When she walked to Madge, she asked in a low voice.

    "I told you."

    "I thought you were joking."

    "how come."

    "Why not? It's all because you are so rude at ordinary times. If it's crucial, I can't believe it."

    "You blame me?" Fang Lang rolled his eyes.

    "It's not your fault." Madge rolled her eyes.

    The two continued to communicate in a low voice, regardless of the subtle looks in other people's eyes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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