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In this society, it was no longer the chivalrous era, carrying swords and sabers. If they were to walk with cold weapons, perhaps they would be invited to drink tea.

Therefore, in modern society, the narrow sabre was more suitable for carrying.

Just like Lin Lang's cicada knife, he could keep it in his wallet.

Seeing that Nie Chengkong had revealed his weapon, Lin Lang's gaze became serious.

Nie Chengkong was a famous Ranker, he had heard of him.

Moreover, he knew that his opponent was just like him, a peak Martial Grand Master!

"Then let me see if your saber art is as powerful as the legends say!" Lin Lang squinted his eyes and clenched his fists.

Nie Chengkong laughed coldly: "You know me, yet you still dare to fight against me barehanded, you truly have guts!"

Lin Lang curled his lips: "How about you give me a kitchen knife?"

"..." The corner of Nie Chengkong's mouth twitched. Using a kitchen knife to deal with his generation's Sword God level existences?

Was this kid insulting him?

"You're courting death!"

Both of Nie Chengkong's eyes burned with fury. Stepping forward, his figure rapidly charged towards Lin Lang!

When he rushed forward, the short blade in his hand skillfully turned, aimed straight at Lin Lang's throat, and slashed horizontally!

The short blade, including the handle, was only 15 centimeters long. However, as long as it was attached to a person's neck, a single stab to the throat, there would be no problem at all!

The edge of the blade was suffused with a biting cold glow. One could tell with a single glance that it was no ordinary blade!

Lin Lang's gaze congealed, and with a low grunt, the spirit energy in his body poured into his arms!

Boom! *

With a stomp, his body was like a bolt of lightning, and with a swoosh, he charged towards Nie Chengkong in fury!

"Kill him! Kill him! "

Tan Zhongming stood at the back and growled with a sinister look in his eyes.

Not only had Lin Lang beaten up his son, he had also killed ten of his beloved dogs.

Tan Guxi was a little afraid; after all, he was still young.

Besides, he had never really killed anyone.

Her eyes contained a little fear and nervousness as she stood behind Tan Zhongming and gulped down her saliva.

"Dad... Kill … Will killing him really be okay? " Tan Guxi asked with a trembling voice.

"Hmph, what can happen? Do you really think that the police are all scouts? There were countless cases in this world that they could not solve. The examples you see of success in solving the crime are just the ones they use to increase the public's confidence in the police. " Tan Zhongming sneered.

Tan Guxi slightly trembled as he nodded his head. Naturally, he trusted his father.

Moreover, he knew that his father had truly killed someone before ….

In the courtyard, two figures were intersecting each other and quickly flashing away. The blade would occasionally graze right in front of Lin Lang, but Lin Lang's dodging speed and sense of danger was extremely strong.

But Nie Chengkong was truly a blade god, holding onto a short blade, he cut and slashed, causing the movements to become extremely fast and strange.

If not for Lin Lang's rich combat experience, he would have long since become the spirit of his blade!

Lin Lang dealt with it calmly, his eyes continued to observe Nie Chengkong, looking for an opportunity to rush in!

As for Nie Chengkong, he was extremely shocked.

He never thought that Lin Lang would be so young, his reaction speed and fighting strength so strong!

This was definitely not a talent cultivated in a greenhouse, but a superb ability developed only after experiencing life-and-death battles!

"Who the hell are you!" Nie Chengkong asked gloomily, the blade in his hand became faster and faster!

Lin Lang laughed coldly: "If I say I'm your grandpa, would you believe me?"

"..." Nie Chengkong's face twitched, and the look in his eyes became even more vicious!

"My lord has been dead for many years! If you want to be my grandpa, then go down and ask him if he agrees! "

"Flashing Willow Slash!"

Boom!

The enraged Nie Chengkong, with the short blade in his hand, suddenly slashed horizontally!

As the blade swept across, a burst of ferocious inner force shot out from the blade, transforming into a sharp blade Qi, rushing straight towards Lin Lang!

The advantage of saber Qi was that it injured the enemy through the air!

Inner strength was a special ability that could only be produced after reaching the Martial Master realm!

Lin Lang squinted his eyes, his body welcomed the direction of the blade qi attack, and exploded forward. When the blade qi attack came, his body suddenly lowered, and slid towards Nie Chengkong!

Nie Chengkong snorted lightly, his blade once again slashed at Lin Lang, but Lin Lang did not give him another opportunity to attack!

A knife as thin as a cicada's wing was thrown out by his right hand!

Pfft!

Just as Nie Chengkong was about to swing his blade, the cicada blade was used by Lin Lang as a flying blade and nailed into Nie Chengkong's right wrist!

Ah!

The flying knife pierced his wrist, causing Nie Chengkong to scream in pain. The dagger in his hand also made a "pa da" sound as it fell to the ground.

Lin Lang's eyes became ruthless, he picked up the dagger on the ground, moved his body, and slashed towards Nie Chengkong's right hand!

Pouring spiritual energy into the dagger, the dagger became sharper!

Pfft!

As his hand lifted up, a bloody palm fell to the ground with a clatter!

"Ah — ah — I. "My hand …"

Nie Chengkong screamed miserably, his left hand grabbing onto his right arm as he retreated slowly.

His eyes were filled with despair!

As an expert blade user, without his right hand, he would be a waste from now on!

Not everyone could regain their confidence and master the left-handed saber after losing their hand!

At the very least, Nie Chengkong was already middle-aged. With his limited life, even if he managed to cultivate the left-hand blade in the future, he would no longer be worthy of the title of Blade God!

When the Tan father and son saw Nie Chengkong's right hand being cut off, they were so scared that their faces turned pale!

Before Lin Lang could attack them, they all turned around to escape the mastiff garden!

"If you don't want to die, then stop right there!" Lin Lang's ice-cold voice caused his steps to stiffen.

Lin Lang could even defeat Nie Chengkong, if Lin Lang wanted to kill him, he simply could not escape!

Tan Zhongming bit his teeth, took a deep breath and turned his head to ask: "I don't believe you dare to.

Kill all of us! "

"I'm not interested in killing people." Lin Lang laughed coldly, "Because, I'm tired of killing."

The corner of Tan Zhongming's eyes shrunk!

Kill … He was tired of killing!

Those words had struck his heart!

How many people had he killed to dare to say such arrogant words!

The middle-aged men shakily took out their electric batons and pointed them at Lin Lang.

The fear and nervousness in their hearts made it so that they couldn't even hold on to the electric baton.

Lin Lang walked to the front of Nie Chengkong who was already sitting down and enduring the pain. He gasped and blandly said: "God of Blades, just so-so. "In the future, find a place to hide. I don't want to see you again in the martial arts world of Cloud City."

Nie Chengkong clenched his teeth, he stood up and said bitterly: "My skills are not as good as yours, so I will hide myself! But you have to let me know who I lost to! "

"Didn't I already say that? I'm your grandpa. Get lost! " Lin Lang snorted as he looked at her.

Towards this kind of expert who had strength yet was the villain, Lin Lang despised him from the bottom of his heart. Therefore, he would naturally not give this so-called senior the respect he deserved!

Because, Nie Chengkong was not worthy!