Chapter 247 Rebellion

"This is the bill from Changxing Casino."

"You lost tens of thousands of taels of silver in Changxing Casino two months ago."

"And you seem to have never paid back this money."

Qin Yang said lightly.

"Tens of thousands of taels of debt?"

"I, the great Master Lu, can't pay it back?"

Lu Yang frowned.

"That's what you say, but you don't have any money at all."

"Your gambling debt is usually paid by Lu Songbai for you."

"But this debt has not been paid for so long, is it because Lu Songbai doesn't want to pay it back for you?"

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes.

"How is it possible? I am his only son!"

"How could he not pay my debt for me?"

"How could that be?"

Lu Songbai became emotional.

But Qin Yang was more excited than him.

He picked up the curse book and shouted, "It's because your father felt that he couldn't indulge you anymore, so he didn't pay your debt!"

"But you also felt resentful because of this. I don't know where you found this curse book and used the evil magic in it!"

"You want to curse your father to death and inherit all the family property."

"Right?!"

Lv Songbai's face showed an extremely resentful look, grinning: "That old guy deserves to die!"

"It's just a few tens of thousands of taels!"

"Why doesn't he help me pay it back?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "Are you finally not pretending?"

Huhu~~~

The red candle flickered with a strange light.

Lv Yang's body underwent strange changes, his flesh and blood quickly rotted, and sharp scarlet wood thorns grew on his fingernails, emitting a bloody smell, and roared: "You. Stay here forever!"

"Just you?!"

Qin Yang roared wildly, his muscles bulged, and he tore his clothes, turning into a terrifying dragon and swooping out!

Lu Yang waved his claws, trying to tear Qin Yang into pieces.

Boom!

The next moment.

A huge fist like a heavy artillery came crashing down, sending out a dull fist wind.

Lu Yang screamed, both arms were broken, and his body suddenly retreated!

Qin Yang twisted his waist, and his right leg swung out like a heavy whip.

The rotation instantly formed a terrible force.

A roundhouse kick hit Lu Yang's waist and abdomen hard.

Qin Yang did not feel the kick on flesh and blood, but more like kicking a ball of straw.

The power was completely drained.

Lu Yang grinned, and the broken arm was connected again, swinging the scarlet wood thorns to stab Qin Yang's eyes.

Qin Yang lightly flashed his side face, and took the opportunity to pull out the Hanyuan knife, and slashed fiercely with an extremely evil heartless slash.

The fierce knife light filled the room.

Beidou Zhenwu Yuanqi, wrapped in the intention of suppressing evil, easily cut Lu Yang's head open!

With a sound of puff!

When Lu Yang's head flew up, the Hanyuan Knife stabbed and chopped continuously.

Lu Yang's whole body was cut into countless pieces.

There was no flesh and blood in his body, only rotten black straw.

Lu Yang, who only had a head left, was not dead yet, and was about to rush towards Qin Yang.

Puff!

A sharp white-gold knife light pierced through it fiercely.

The power of suppressing evil poured in

"Ahhh!!!"

Lu Yang's head screamed and turned into ashes.

After killing Lu Yang, Qin Yang and Zhao Xinmo's expressions were not relaxed.

Because the real terrifying thing was the bloody straw man.

The two looked back.

The straw man who had been quietly staying in the shrine suddenly laughed strangely.

"Hehe~~~"

The next moment.

The shrine exploded.

Qin Yang heard the sound of air squeezing and whistling.

"Be careful!"

He grabbed Zhao Xinmo and dodged.

The next moment.

The house was squeezed by some terrifying force, exploded fiercely, and turned into rubble and bricks all over the sky.

"Fortunately you reacted quickly."

Zhao Xinmo looked at the ruins of the house with lingering fear.

"This guy is quite big."

Qin Yang grinned.

He saw a bloody grass man more than three meters tall standing in the ruins.

The grass man was covered with blood and flesh, and it smelled extremely fishy. He held a pale mace in both hands.

The mace seemed to be made of bones, and the spikes were scarlet wood spikes, and even permeated with blood, which was very bloody.

"This is a medium-level ghost weapon"

"But you should be fine."

Zhao Xinmo smiled.

Qin Yang looked at the bloody grass man and smiled: "It's just right to use him to try out a new sword technique I've practiced!"

The next moment.

The three flowers gathered at the top of the head, and the fierceness was directly opened.

The muscles and body expanded wildly, and the large blood vessels were twisted and hideous, fierce and ferocious!

In terms of physique, it is not much worse than the bloody grass man.

The bloody grass man looked at Qin Yang who was rushing towards him, his two small eyes flashed blood red, and he swung the mace and smashed it.

Qin Yang grinned, holding the cold abyss knife in both hands, and slashed it head-on!

Boom!

The knife and the stick collided fiercely!

Rumble! ! !

The terrifying power was transmitted to the ground.

The ground of the entire Lu Mansion shook violently,

Qin Yang took a step back slightly.

The bloody grass man took three steps back.

"That's all the strength?"

Qin Yang laughed disdainfully, and used the wild sea knife method and rushed directly.

For a moment.

The knife light was like the sea, but it concealed the desolate death intention.

Magnificent, deep and desperate!

The bloody grass man seemed to be drawn into an endless sea and could not break free.

It swung its mace frantically, trying to get rid of Qin Yang's knife, but it couldn't do it.

"Dead Sea Floating and Sinking!"

Suddenly.

Qin Yang roared.

The knife light that seemed like the deep sea suddenly condensed into a dim and desperate dead knife light.

This is the first killing knife technique among the nine swords of the wild sea.

Qin Yang was able to comprehend this knife technique so quickly, all thanks to Beidou Zhenwu Xuan Gong's comprehension of death.

When this knife light came out, it was full of annihilation of vitality.

The bloody grass man felt this knife, and his whole body trembled.

It roared, and countless wooden thorns suddenly flew out from its body, piercing Qin Yang like a pear blossom rain.

But these wooden thorns.

All were annihilated by the knife light.

Wherever it passed, it was chopped into pieces by the knife energy.

The next moment.

The cold abyss knife fiercely stabbed into the face of the bloody grass man.

"Ahhh!!!"

The bloody grass man made a strange cry and swept out with a mace in one hand.

Qin Yang suddenly pulled out the Hanyuan knife and blocked it!

Bang!

Qin Yang was shocked back more than ten steps.

But he did not continue to attack, but looked at the bloody grass man.

The power of suppressing evil mixed with the death knife intent poked a hole in the face of the bloody grass man.

And this hole is constantly spreading.

The bloody grass man roared, as if calling on some kind of power to resist the power in his body.

But at this time.

Qin Yang came again with a knife!

This time.

The platinum knife light was dimmer than before, but it was full of desolate death.

The bloody grass man howled wildly, but his body was constantly dismembered by the knife light.

The limbs and body were finally cut off by Qin Yang's knife, even the head!

Boom!

Qin Yang stepped hard on the head of the grass man!

The huge straw man's head was already corroded by the death blade, making it extremely fragile.

It was directly blasted apart by this heavy stomping.

The gloomy and evil aura that enveloped the Lu Mansion suddenly dissipated.

"This guy is getting more and more powerful."

Zhao Xinmo knew that Qin Yang's strength could naturally deal with medium-level ghost weapons.

But he didn't expect it to be so simple. (End of this chapter)