C522 Wailing like a Dog
C522 Wailing like a Dog
The opponent's aura was so strong. Or was it because the blood saber had temporarily lost its effectiveness?
Bang!
Without waiting for Gongqi Kui to say anything, Qin Lang slapped Gongqi Kui's face. His elbow was strangely like a machine that could rotate 360 degrees, and Gongqi Kui actually had nowhere to dodge.
With a deafening sound, Gongqi Kui flew a few meters away like a cannonball.
Qin Lang then flashed like a ghost.
"Pa!"
Another loud slap was heard. Gongqi Kui, who had just gotten up, suddenly fell to the ground again. This time, he rolled over four or five times. He only stopped after he turned around.
Blood flowed out and dripped down.
"A three-legged cat dares to call himself a Divine Stage Martial Grandmaster?"
Qin Lang said coldly, "As long as I move my finger, your soul will float into the blood blade, and you will be eternally doomed."
"I'm just curious. The Ghost Doctor Sect is an important faction in the East Ocean Continent. There must be a lot of people who can block three of my attacks."
"You are a direct disciple of the Ghost Doctor Sect, but you are so weak. You have completely lost the face of the Ghost Doctor Sect."
Qin Lang's voice was filled with disdain, and Gongqi Kui wanted to find a hole and hide in it. He felt extremely ashamed.
Qin Lang was disappointed and looked at him with deep disdain. The Slap fell again, and Gongqi Kui, who was about to lift his head up, was slapped down again.
Qin Lang sighed. It seemed like the person he was most difficult to deal with was Zhan Wuya from the Huaqing Gang. After that, there were many people in the world who cheated and cheated others. There were no grandmasters that he really admired.
Blood was dripping from Gongqi Kui's face. Soon, his face turned into a pig's head, and the bloody qi brought by the blood knife was blown away by the wind. The people in the hall immediately recovered their divine sense.
Yeyuan Meiya, who was standing next to him, touched her face in shock. She knew how painful Qin Lang's slap was.
The pain pierced through her heart.
Because these few slaps from Qin Lang had made their pride look for their teeth all over the ground. They had made their contempt disappear without a trace. It had also shattered their ambition to come to Huaxia.
And it had turned into a dog's panic, a dog's lack of dignity.
Yeyuan Meiya would never have thought that Gongqi Kui did not even perform better than her. A big man had been slapped by another man, and he did not even have the chance to fight back.
Was he still careless this time?
Not only Yeyuan Meiya, but the other Japanese warriors were also shocked.
Their senior brother was a Divine Stage Martial Grandmaster, and he even had the National Blade of Ten Thousand Slashes. How could he be subdued with just a few slaps?
No matter how careless he was, could he not even dodge a few slaps? Had his senior brother been possessed by the Blood Knife Soul?
The Japanese warriors were shocked and furious, and fear gradually rose in their hearts.
Gongqi Kui, on the other hand, was dizzy from being beaten until he slowly calmed down. He was shocked, angry, ashamed, and filled with complicated emotions. In the end, he said, "You dare to hit me?"
He had always been respected and respected in Japan, and he had a high position in the martial arts world. However, when he arrived in China, he was humiliated and despised by a young man, and he did not even have the strength to fight back.
He was now here on behalf of the Ghost Doctor Sect. He was here on behalf of his master, Xiaoquan Wuzheng. If Qin Lang humiliated them, it would be an insult to his master and the Ghost Doctor Sect.
Shock, shame, shame...
Qin Lang's strength was simply unbelievable. The Slap was able to send him flying, let alone any technique. Gongqi Kui didn't even need to dodge, he didn't even have a reaction in his head. His face had been struck repeatedly.
"Bang! Bang!"
Qin Lang kept firing his bow. He even rode on Gongqi Kui's body like he was riding a half-dead donkey. He shouted coldly, "It was you who was hit. What's wrong? No? "
His face was indifferent, and his face was full of teasing.
Gongqi Kui roared furiously. Decades of his declaration had been destroyed. This matter would definitely be spread back to Japan, and he would be despised by tens of thousands of people.
At this moment, Qin Lang stepped on Gongqi Kui's face and said, "I'll give you a chance to turn the situation around." Then, he stood up and retreated to the side, waiting for Gongqi Kui to counterattack.
Gongqi Kui touched the blood on his face and suddenly got up. He roared like a beast that had been suffering. He gathered all the True Qi he had practiced in his life in one place. He held the blood knife in his hand and made the most violent slash.
Thousands of ghosts howled in the blood blade, cheering for Gongqi Kui. For a moment, the hall was filled with a dark atmosphere. Strange sparks were popping out from the places with electricity. One could see a one-star ghost roaring and rushing towards Qin Lang.
The lights in the hall were bright and dark, and the snow blade had already chopped down. At this time, Qin Lang's figure flashed, and his eyes suddenly lit up with raging flames. With a sudden sound, it burned out of his body, and for a moment, the black gas suddenly scattered and fled in all directions. Specters began to squeeze into the blood blade, but the flames were faster than lightning. With a bang, a cloud of black fog was burned out.
The moment Qin Lang slashed down, he launched a kick at the same time. Gongqi Kui was so skillful that he saw the ordinary flying kick coming at him. It was as if his body had been frozen, and he could only watch as the kick came down. He was instantly kicked to the ground.
Unable to dodge or resist, he was like a weak and weak sick woman.
The strength of that kick was like dozens of heavy trucks crashing over. He simply could not withstand such strength.
He directly collapsed onto the ground, the ground shaking like an earthquake.
Everyone gasped. They believed in a judgment. If Qin Lang was willing, then with that kick just now, Gongqi Kui would have completely smashed open the concrete ground and fallen into the floor below.
Everyone was shocked and shocked.
The chance to turn the tables was the chance for Qin Lang to flip the tables.
"Disappointed, really disappointed."
Qin Lang lightly clapped his hands, "I originally thought that Japan would send some powerful figures over, but who would have thought that all of them are trash."
Qin Lang stepped forward and stepped on Gongqi Kui's face, gently kneading it.
"Are you the one who easily insulted China?" A cold voice echoed in the hall.
"Stop it. I am not good enough. I admit my mistake, Qin Lang Jun!" Gongqi Kui roared. His tone was filled with grief.
"Oh? Monarch? Lord what? You can also call Qin Lang." Qin Lang was incomparably arrogant when it came to Gongqi Kui and the others, just like how he spoke to them when they first came in.
"Great Master Qin Lang, I admit my guilt, I beg you..." Gongqi Kui was breathing heavily on the ground.
Qin Lang relaxed his leg, and Gongqi Kui shouted in a deep voice, "Please kill me, and let my master take revenge for me!"
"Everyone here, including the children, who saw me being humiliated by you, will die in my master's hands!"
"So, please kill me, kill all the people of Ghost Doctor Sect, please!"
Gongqi Kui's words were full of hatred and undisguised threat.
"Hehe, you only want to die, right?" Qin Lang said faintly.
"Yes!" Gongqi Kui tilted his mouth and shouted, "In order to conquer the martial arts of Huaxia, I, Gongqi Kui, can use my own blood to give warning to the Ghost Doctor Sect. I am worth it!"
"Humph, what a flowery speech." Qin Lang picked up the blood blade. With a swoosh, four rays of light flashed past, and blood splashed everywhere. Gongqi Kui kept screaming and struggling on the ground.