Fantasy: Incarnation of the Destiny Villain at the beginning

Chapter 69 What Lin Lang Wants

Holding the long knife, Lin Lang raised his head, and then looked at Lin Yu who was frozen.

"Sure enough, it's still comfortable to kill people." Lin Lang grinned, showing his white teeth.

With a smile smeared with blood, Lin Lang straddled the blade, and then said: "Come on! Use the head on the item again!?"

After the words fell, Lin Lang took a step forward, and rushed towards Lin Yu with the aura of ghosts and gods.

The moment Lin Lang rushed over, Lin Yu finally reacted!

"Boss, save me!" He exclaimed with his face twisted.

Following the sound, Lin Yu retreated violently!

Although I don't know why Lin Lang was able to kill Fang Lu with a single blow.

However, the sense of danger in his heart made him understand that he was definitely not Lin Lang's opponent, and he couldn't even resist Lin Lang's knife!

Because of fear, Lin Yu showed unprecedented speed, retreating to Hu Qingfeng's eyes in just a breath!

Lin Lang, who ran to Lin Yu with a blue long knife in his hand, kept smiling from beginning to end.

To catch up with Lin Yu, he only needs to take one more step!

However, he did not do so.

Keeping a distance of one meter, it wasn't until Lin Yu retreated to Hu Qingfeng that Lin Lang raised his head and looked at Hu Qingfeng who was full of shock, distorted and frightened.

Under Hu Qingfeng's trembling eyes, Lin Lang picked up the blue long knife!

Just like a butcher who has been killing pigs for many years, he is familiar with the road to find out where to cut the knife!

Immediately, as soon as it arrived, it was chopped down!

"Pfft!"

In the crisp voice, Lin Yu's expression froze in the air, and then he separated!

At the same time, blood splashed and sprayed into the void!

After rushing to a height of more than ten meters, it began to fall!

It fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Clap clap clap..."

In the clear voice, facing the sky full of blood, Lin Lang, who was stepping on the spring breeze, stopped!

The arm hangs down, letting the tip of the knife fall to the ground.

With a blue long knife in his hand, Lin Lang raised his head when a drop of viscous blood fell on the back of his hand.

"Pa-ta! Pa-ta!" At this moment, just in time, the two halves of Lin Yu's body also fell into the blood.

Lin Lang looked at Hu Chunfeng through the body that was divided into two.

Squinting his eyes slightly, tilting his head, he said softly, "Come on, the knife is here!"

Hu Qingfeng's body trembled, and his complexion was as pale as paper.

After the two corpses appeared in front of him, he finally understood one thing.

That is, Lin Lang's combat power is definitely not at the level of ordinary immortals!At least at the Holy Child level!

Facing such an opponent who can crush monks of the same realm, he shouldn't provoke him from the very beginning!

Moreover, Lin Lang was so vicious that he directly killed two people with his attack!

This shows that Lin Lang's heart is like a devil!It is a more dangerous person!

After Hu Qingfeng died, the few remaining monks dared not speak.

Lin Lang could kill two people with two swords, and it is not impossible to kill four of them with four swords!What's more, there is another Human Immortal watching covetously beside him!

In this case, if they don't want to die, they'd better shut up!

"Ha!" Hu Qingfeng looked at Lin Lang, trying to show a smile.

Smiling, Hu Qingfeng tried his best to calm down and said: "My friend, you may not know that I know the Third Prince and have a good relationship..."

"Hehe!" Lin Lang also smiled.

They nodded at the same time, signaling Hu Qingfeng to continue.

"I don't want the things anymore, please show me some face, let's go our separate ways, okay?" Hu Qingfeng squirmed his throat, trying to say.

Lin Lang looked at Hu Qingfeng.

Although Hu Qingfeng was still smiling, he could see resentment and anger deep in Hu Qingfeng's eyes.

He knew very well that if Hu Qingfeng escaped this catastrophe, he would definitely find ways to take revenge on himself.

But he didn't care.

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Lin Lang said, "Okay!"

"Hey! OK! Then we'll go first, see you if we have a chance..." Hu Qingfeng nodded with a smile when he heard the words.

The few monks behind him showed smiles in a hurry and nodded to Lin Lang.

Then, he turned around and walked, ready to leave.

"Wait!" Lin Lang suddenly spoke again, and stopped them again.

Under the slightly frozen eyes of several people, Lin Lang said softly: "Sumeru mustard seeds, clothes, magic tools, primordial stones, spiritual objects, spiritual herbs..."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Hu Qingfeng turned his head in a daze.

However, he realized something after a while.

With his eyes flickering, Hu Qingfeng's complexion became a little ugly.

"What do you mean?" After hesitating, Hu Qingfeng asked tentatively.

Lin Lang held the blue long knife, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as usual: "Hurry up."

He didn't even explain, just said so.

"I think..." Hu Qingfeng opened his mouth, trying to say something.

The moment Hu Qingfeng opened his mouth, Lin Lang stepped forward!

The cyan long knife in his hand jumped like a dragon!After drawing an arc like a crescent moon in the air, it landed directly on Hu Qingfeng's body!

At the same time, Lin Lang's aura of ghosts and gods, as if born out of a mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood, directly enveloped Hu Qingfeng!Suppress the vitality in his veins!

The body shape is like a god of evil, and the blue long knife is like a flying sword rushing for thousands of miles!In seconds, the long knife landed on Hu Qingfeng's shoulder!

"Pfft!" In an instant, a crisp voice sounded.

With the sound, blood burst out!

"Ah!!" Hu Qingfeng let out a cry of pain.

Following the sound, he held the shoulder of his broken arm and retreated violently!

Lin Lang looked at Hu Qingfeng with a distorted face, and just smiled.

Smiling, Lin Lang took another step forward!

After one step, Lin Lang suppressed Hu Qingfeng!

Looking at Lin Lang who was suppressing himself, Hu Qingfeng's face suddenly showed extreme panic!

He was even a little desperate, afraid that Lin Lang would really kill him with one knife!

However, Lin Lang didn't do anything.

When his strength gradually exhausted and he stopped at the edge of the square, Lin Lang also stopped!

Then, he slowly raised the blue long knife dragging behind him.

At the moment Lin Lang moved, Hu Qingfeng closed his eyes subconsciously.

He didn't even have time to care about his right arm that was still spraying blood, fear and regret surged in his chest, making his body tremble like chaff!

Looking at Hu Qingfeng who was terrified and desperate under him, Lin Lang's gaze was calm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, alienated and indifferent.

Holding the blue long knife, the tip of the knife only landed on Hu Qingfeng's finger.

"Ding~!"

Accompanied by a slight metal impact, the mustard seeds on Hu Qingfeng's finger were lifted into the air by Lin Lang with the tip of the knife.

After the mustard seed fell, Lin Lang raised his hand and took the mustard seed into his hand.

Fu looked at Hu Qingfeng who gradually opened his eyes and stared blankly, Lin Lang spat out two words: "Take it off."

Hu Qingfeng turned pale, and finally understood what Lin Lang wanted to do.

He clutched his severed arm, and after confirming that Lin Lang would not really kill him, he first used Yuan force to seal off the tendons so that the blood would not squirt.

Then, Hu Qingfeng, who had been terrified, shook his body and nodded.

Then, he slowly stretched out his hand and took off his clothes twitching.