Chapter 875

Liuchuan Weiyang stares at Ye Tianlong, just like a cat stares at a mouse. His voice sinks:

"if you bring people here to look for my bad luck, it's just like a group of mice going to act wild in front of cats. That's suicidal."

With the tribulation of his youth, the madness of his youth, the refining of iceberg and deep snow, and the bleaching and dyeing of countless blood, Liuchuan Weiyang has his own pride.

If you chop a dragon for two days, you will never die.

Up to now, he hasn't made a move, and he's still talking with Ye Tianlong. In addition to being unable to find the gap to attack Ye Tianlong, he also needs to stimulate himself with his partner's death to generate hatred and make his fighting spirit more vigorous.

In this way, once shot, it is invincible

In that year's blood night, it was he who made people violence against his sister, who was already suffering, which aroused his greatest hatred and washed the whole gang with blood.

On the same night, Liuchuan Weiyang broke through again. He hoped that he would perform it again tonight. As for his dead companion, Quan should be a martyr.

He slowly raised Lei Che: "Ye Tianlong, I can promise you that you are all going to die. One of you is one."

Ye Tianlong said with a smile: "is that right? But don't you hear that your men are dying one by one of my brother's men outside? "

He gently blowing hot water, but also constantly rotating the cup, so that the fingers feel more heat: "if you can't hear clearly, you can open the window to listen."

The scream is less and less, but the feeling is more and more clear, as if within reach. This shows that the dinosaur and Han Qihu are going to meet.

Liuchuan Weiyang laughs: "as long as I live, you all lose."

Kill one, kill 100.

Ye Tianlong shrugged: "you'd better understand one thing."

Liuchuan Weiyang gave birth to a trace of interest: "what's the matter?"

Ye Tianlong light voice: "I come here, is to your life."

"Do you think you can kill me?" he said

Ye Tianlong put down his hot cup: "I can't, it can."

When he turned his hand over, the knife was in his hand. It was a little red three inches long.

Liuchuan Weiyang looked at the knife, his pupils immediately contracted: "kill people without blood, the tip of the knife a little red?"

He saw this knife for the first time, but before he came here, he was familiar with Ye Tianlong's information and found that Wolverine and death were afraid of Ye Tianlong:

that was a little red.

The God of death once told him that ye Tianlong was cunning by nature, had excellent martial arts talent, and a little red was a killer.

His skill is only above eight grades, but if he takes out a little red in his hand, he is fighting in a fair environment, and is enough to deal with the world's top nine.

This is also the reason why the God of death did not dare to fight with Ye Tianlong in the capital jungle.

Liuchuan Weiyang secretly thinks that death exaggerates, but now he sees Ye Tianlong holding a little red, and his face changes uncontrollably.

Because at this moment, ye Tianlong's momentum is completely different. He is free from frivolity and pride, and only has a deep and invisible feeling.

Liuchuan Weiyang stares at Ye Tianlong's sword and asks, "is the example not empty?"

"Not bad."

Ye Tianlong as level static, eyes gradually deep: "Wuteng Xingzi also died in this knife."

"Do you think I'm the waste of Katsuko taketo?" he said

Ye Tianlong replied peacefully: "Yuko Wuteng is really a waste, but didn't Wolverine give you a dream? He also died in a little red

Liuchuan Weiyang snorted heavily: "you can fool the ignorant. You can't scare me." He straightened his chest and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"I remember that when you were attacked by Yuko taketo, you were seriously injured. Although in the past week, your injury was 30% at most."

"Besides, it's raining in the West Lake these two days. It's a bit cold and overcast. As a flying dagger, the temperature will affect the stability of the hand and the accuracy of the flying dagger."

He stares at Ye Tianlong, and his momentum is ready to go. As long as ye Tianlong hesitates, he will be thunderstruck.

Ye Tianlong nodded: "it does have a little influence, so I just poured a cup of hot water to warm my hand and adjust it to the best state."

"You've been waiting for so long, but you still don't do it? Your people are dying, and then you won't even have a mobile phone meeting. "

His smile bloomed like a flower: "you lost another chess."

He was shocked psychologically, and Liuchuan Weiyang's face changed, then he roared out:

"baga!"

This roar, Liuchuan Weiyang used a lot of guilt, voice over the thunder, earth shaking, as if the whole hall was shaking.

He wants to use this to confuse Ye Tianlong's mind and panic a little red in his hand.

In the roar, Liuchuan Weiyang's face became distorted, and his dark eyes were even more bloody red.

A fierce air surged out, like the eyes of wild animals, which made people shudder.Murderous!

Liuchuan Weiyang is completely covered by the murderous Qi accumulated by countless blood. The bright and clean floor tiles of the hall reflect his bright red face and pupils.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, others have swept up and pounced on Ye Tianlong. Lei Che also came out of his scabbard and filled the room with cold light.

This is not only a good knife to kill people, but also an invincible power.

"Boom!"

The lightning and thunder outside make Liuchuan Weiyang more powerful and crazy. The myth of killing thunder seems to be staged again:

"kill!"

The sky ink and remnant hand also slightly a stagnant movement.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of red light!

Liuchuan Weiyang's body suddenly stagnated in mid air, then fell like a bird with broken wings, and leiche fell with a "Dang".

He didn't shout, he didn't struggle, he just suddenly fell to the ground like cooked noodles.

He had an extra knife in his throat.

A little red!

There's also the anger and fear in his eyes

He didn't seem to believe that a little red would stick into his throat.

His lips were still moving, and his throat was "grunting". Although he could not speak, everyone knew that he was not satisfied.

Breath, body strength!

"Hoo

Ye Tianlong jumps forward and catches Lei Che. He waves his sword and his head falls!!

Cut out, Liuchuan Weiyang's head and body split instantly, hot blood like a fountain, spraying out, forming a blood column in the air!

The talent of Oriental martial arts is dead!!

Yamaki ran to see this scene, the whole body stiff, heart with unspeakable shock and despair, the powerful Liuchuan Weiyang really died.

Liuchuan Weiyang's head rolled in front of him. Yamaki's body was soft, and he fell on his knees, sweating.

He looked at Ye Tianlong again, absolutely afraid.

"Boom -"

the lightning went out, the thunder died away, and the hall was dead again, as if nothing had happened

"When the time came, Liuchuan died."

Ye Tianlong pulled back a little red: "however, this is just the beginning..."