Pope System of Rebirth

From the time Qin Lang launched the attack until Carlo opened the defensive water shield, it took less than ten seconds. It was not until this moment that the knights reacted.

Carlo didn't need to say anything. These knights rushed towards Qin Lang one after another. The two leading knights struck Qin Lang's arms with a loud noise. Qin Lang didn't even turn around, but let the two of them go.

The giant sword hit his shoulders, and when they heard the sound of gold and iron clashing, the two knights felt their arms go numb, as if they had hit an extremely strong metal.

, even the sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

Just when the two knights were in a daze, Qin Lang would not stop. He turned around in an instant and struck the sword with his whole body. The two knights finally lost control, and the long sword in their hands was actually picked up by Qin Lang's feet.

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After the two giant swords danced in the air in a circle, Qin Lang caught the hilt. He held a huge sword with a length of more than 1.6 meters in both hands and stood on the defensive water shield protecting Carlo.

Looking at the knights coming from all directions.

At this moment, Qin Lang stood upright. Facing more than 300 knights who had reached the second level, he was unafraid and powerful. The momentum of only one person actually overwhelmed the more than 300 people. He saw four giant swords crossing each other.

When it struck, the body spun rapidly. With four crisp sounds, the giant swords in the hands of the four knights were blown away, causing everyone to flip over and panic.

Qin Lang sneered. It was so easy. No wonder the legendary sword demon could sweep the world with the black iron sword. He was probably powerful enough to dance wildly with the heavy sword for a long time!

After shaking his head, Qin Lang said with an extremely coquettish smile: "Everyone, how about I sing a song for you?"

Qin Lang no longer had any scruples in what he was thinking, and he had a rather unrestrained mood.

What he was about to sing was his favorite song "A Man Goes to Kill," and don't be surprised. It took him a long time to memorize this song "A Man Goes to Kill." Whenever he had something to do, he would spit out one of the lines,

You can't even mention that his mental outlook has really changed and sublimated a lot.

Qin Lang pondered for a moment, cleared his throat, and sang:

In the Yanhuang land, there are many heroes, but they are not afraid to fight against a hundred people. If a person is not timid, he will take revenge. Look at the blood of a Chinese man. The blood of a man is heroic, and his heroic spirit penetrates his chest and his heart is as iron. He carries a golden sword, wears a white jade, and is hungry and beautiful.

Chieftain, thirsty for Rakshasa blood.

The love between children and children should be given up, and the ambition of the vast sea is decided now. A man travels thousands of miles with a sword, and kills Hu Jie all the way. Flying war songs beside the Aegean Sea, singing and singing to congratulate me China. The steel swords are dancing in Tokyo, and the swords are stained with the blood of Japanese slaves.

. Set up the super ambition of the class, observe Su Wu festival, sing martial arts and Mu poems, and say goodbye to the water. The fallen leaves are rustling, the blood of the strong men is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, and the sound of tragic songs is cutting. Even if the horse crosses the Tianshan Mountains, the long bow is drawn to sweep the library pages.

The iron ship sailed straight down to Sydney Bay and shot through the North Sea night. The fate of the Western barbarians was at an end. The great man was as strong as the sky and fought with the courage of a hundred thousand heroes. He vowed to paint the whole world with the same color of China. When the time comes, we will drink Luoyang wine and get drunk under the bright moon.

A man should act violently. There is no coexistence between deeds and benevolence. A man should kill, and kill without mercy. All the eternal deeds are in killing. In the past, there were heroic men who were loyal and committed. Yazhi killed people, and his body was lighter than a feather.

There are also heroes and tyrants, who kill like hemp, gallop around the world, and only praise their swords and guns. Now I am looking for this kind of people, but it is in vain to catch the shadow of the moon. If you don't see it, the wise men will rise and the strong men will die. From now on, China will praise benevolence and righteousness. Once the barbarians invaded the Central Plains.

, the scholars ran away and the cowardly people wept.

I want to learn from the ancient customs and revive my majestic spirit. My reputation is the same as rubbish, and I disdain the ridicule of the benevolent. I wear a sharp iron sword and kill people when I get angry. I cut my legs and drink wine, talk and laugh, and scare ghosts and gods. I kill my enemies from thousands of miles away, and I am willing to spend ten weeks of stars.

Zhuanzhu Tianguang and his wife were deeply in love with each other. They went out to the west gate in the morning, and they turned around in the evening. They were tired and just wanted to sleep, and the war trumpet suddenly blew. Ximen said goodbye to his mother, but the mother was sad but not the son. The body was committed to historical events, and the son was born.

No return. The killing battle between heaven and earth shocked the underworld. Killing one person in three steps, his heart stopped and his hands stopped. The blood flowed for thousands of miles, and his body was pillowed on Qianxun Mountain. After a strong man fought, he was tired and slept on his enemy's corpse. In his dream, he was still killing people, with a smile.

Ying Suhui….

Daughter, don’t ask me, why are men so evil? Since ancient times, benevolence has only harmed others, and morality has never been true. If you don’t see it, ligers and tigers have gained a reputation for their prey, but who can pity the poor elk? In the world, the strong has always preyed on the weak, even if it is justified, it is in vain.

Don't ask, men will do what they want.

Men should act violently. Business and benevolence are incompatible. Men are in the killing field, as brave as a bear and as blind as a wolf. If you are born as a man, you will kill, and you will not teach a man to wrap his body in a woman's heart. Men never care about their bodies and abandon their enemies to death.

Hands and smiles inherit each other. There are hundreds of enemies and battlefields, and I wish to be green with the wild grass everywhere. Men, don’t tremble, I have a song for you to listen to:

Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a hero.

If you slaughter nine million, you will be called the hero among the heroes.

Heroes among heroes, different ways:

He has seen through the reputation of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but made it possible for him to show off his glory in this life.

He doesn't like good reputation and loves notoriety; he kills millions of people without punishing him.

I would rather teach everyone to gnash their teeth and hate me than teach me and no one would call me names.

Looking at the world for five thousand years, where are the heroes who don’t kill people?

How can we, the hot-blooded and good men of our generation, be inferior to those of the past?

How many years does it take? How much is generosity?

You should build for me, and I will sing for you.

How about waving to the gulls and birds on the seaside and watching the cloud dreams in my chest, how close my body is?

Chu Yue waited and listened, and his liver and gallbladder were in trouble.

Everything in life is given by God, and it is whirling.

Several people looked at each other outside the world and smiled drunkenly.

Seeing the floating clouds passing by, I am afraid that the years will fly away like a shuttle.

I encourage you to hold candles for a better spring.

After singing the last line, Qin Lang burst into tears. He recalled his hometown...Yanhuang, China, China...

Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory, but they make me so sad and lonely?

Qin Lang wiped away the tears on his face, stared at the two hundred knights, and said: "As a man, I don't care what others think of me, even if future generations reviled me, I must kill you beasts."

guy!"

Without saying a word of nonsense, or giving the two hundred or so people a chance to react, he rushed directly towards two of them, sweeping the giant sword in his hand, and the four pieces of his body were flying with their intestines, flesh, and armor...

This is just the beginning of the killing. Qin Lang has broken into the crowd at this moment. Qin Lang is extremely violent at this moment. The desire to kill is so strong that he cannot be turned away. He has completely become a killing machine. Wherever he goes, there is no trace of him.

People can do it!

"Kill -" Qin Lang roared wildly, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were already blood red, he looked strange and strange, and his spirit was already in a state of extreme rage.

Is this the real me? I, Qin Lang, will be fine if I am not angry, but if I am angry, my blood will flow thousands of feet!

Qin Lang did not give these people a chance to repent, because it was not necessary. Under the threat of death, these people actually killed civilians. This shows that the so-called 'elites' are actually a group of real 'residues and scum!'

Those who have lost human ethics and morality are the most rubbish people, and Qin Lang hates this kind of people the most!

"Why, everything is why..."

"Do we have to kill them all?"

Finally, a knight collapsed and screamed at Qin Lang. But Qin Lang only said: "Are your parents civilians? If not, I can let you go!"

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For a long time, no one answered. But some people said:

"No... Lord City Lord, oh, no... Lord Pope, this is Lord Carlo... that bastard Carlo requested..."

"That's right, it's Carlo..."

Qin Lang laughed evilly, and the coldness in his eyes made people tremble with fear: "It's useless what you say! Men are treated as murderers! I want to have a good time!"

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Khan, I posted the entire article of "A Man's Journey, a Murderous Song". It seems that I am trying to make up for the word count. Hmm... But there are two sides to everything. I suggest that you read this often. It is good for blood circulation, mental toughness, and vitality...

…o(n_n)ohaha~

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