Just as various possible things flashed through Yang Tian's mind, the moment Li Qian fell, she quickly got up regardless of the pain and hid behind Yang Tian. Facing Li Qian's fall, Yang
Tian felt severe pain in her heart. It was not that Yang Tian was unwilling to help her, but that as soon as he made a move, those masked men would seize the opportunity to attack. This was what Yang Tian was most worried about, if he helped Li Qian.
, not only cannot help Li Qian, but will put him into a dangerous situation.
Yang Tian held the machete that was still dripping with blood tightly with one hand, his eyes emitted two bloody lights, staring at the masked men in front of him, and shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you?
?”
"Ah..." With a roar, the dozen masked men in front of Yang Tian ignored Yang Tian's questions. They held the machete in their hands and rushed towards Yang Tian. In front of Yang Tian, at this time
There were more than a dozen ferocious murderers, charging at them with machetes shining with cold light. Yang Tian did not move. For a moment, he stood there motionless like a sculpture...
I can't let anyone hurt Li Qian, she is my woman, no matter who it is, as long as it is Yang Tian's enemy, he will only... die...
Yang Tian repeated this sentence over and over again in his mind. Yang Tian's hand finally moved. He exuded the aura of death. At this moment, Yang Tian seemed to be a different person. He was no longer the whole person.
Tianxiaohehe, Yang Tian likes to tease girls. He is the devil of hell. He is no longer Yang Tian who is running around for life. He is the leader of Longmen, which is known as the most terrifying killer organization in the world. He is
He is no longer the orphan abandoned in Fuzhou. He is an executioner covered in blood. At this time, he just wants to kill people...
"Kill..." The word "kill" came out of Yang Tian's mouth. His voice was like a death call coming from hell. The cold breath of death made everyone present who heard the word "kill" feel their backs.
Chills.
Yang Tian was moving, his steps were moving, just a small step, but in the eyes of these masked men holding swords, just a small step of this man who suddenly made them feel afraid was enough to make their hearts tremble.
, Yang Tian's hand finally waved, he held it behind his back, and when he saw it, his body tensed up, and he rushed towards the dozens of vicious masked men in front of him like a sharp arrow that escaped from the bowstring. A flash of blood flashed, and a
The masked man's throat was cut open, and the broken throat revealed the bloody bones. A large amount of blood spurted out from the throat. He covered his throat with both hands and was speechless, leaving only the pain.
Struggling, he raised the machete with cold light and dropped it again. Blood spread all around, and the pungent smell of blood instantly filled the originally noisy and peaceful street...
Originally there was no blood or undead here, but at this moment, it is like a slaughterhouse. The hot blood with a fishy smell is splashing around, the dead souls are crying here, the door of hell is slowly opening, and the god of death is summoning these people.
The ownerless souls that have been wandering around the human world. Some people say that people will ascend to heaven after death. More people believe that the place where people go after death is Shura Purgatory. Yang Tian never knows where he will go after death. Maybe
Hell is more suitable for him. His hands are covered with blood, but Yang Tian believes that the place where the undead he created must go is hell.
At the same time as the cold light flashed, blood spattered. As the cold light flashed one after another, more than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground. The blood of some corpses was still exuding heat, and the blood slowly flowed from these corpses.
Come out, gather together, gurgling, gurgling, flowing into the sewer, as if the blood is flowing freely without paying a glance...
Yang Tian's body is covered in blood, both his and those of others. At this moment, he is more like the legendary demon who regards human life as nothing and tramples on human blood...
Blood dripped from the machete in Yang Tian's hand to the ground, one drop, two drops... The sound of every drop of blood splashing on the ground shocked the hearts of everyone present. At that moment, everyone was stunned.
, the remaining masked man, holding a machete but did not dare to step forward, seemed to have been frightened by Yang Tian's actions...
Even Li Qian, who was standing behind Yang Tian, was frightened by Yang Tian's appearance at this moment. She was trembling all over. Li Qian had never seen so many dead people since she was a child, let alone seeing her beloved one with her own eyes.
The man cut off the throats of those people with a knife. Li Qian stared at Yang Tian in disbelief...
Just when everyone was surprised, everyone felt a killing intent that was like blood soaked in water, spreading out coldly, and then a breeze passed by them, and they immediately saw a black shadow, and...
With a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to change, he jumped out quickly. For a moment, everyone was stunned because they felt danger, a danger from hell.
"A Tian... don't..." Li Qian exclaimed, watching the masked men in front of Yang Tianchao pounce on...
However, beside Li Qian, there were suddenly a few familiar figures. However, these people were stained with blood. These people were the disciples of Longmen. They arrived late because they, like Yang Tian,
They were besieged, but they still came...
"Miss Li Qian, please don't go there... Sir ordered us to ensure your safety..."
"No... you go quickly... pull A Tian back... it's so dangerous... wuwu..." Li Qian cried, and she saw that several Longmen disciples had already chased after them, frantically slashing and killing those in front of them.
These masked men...
In Yang Tian's mind, there was only one thought, and that was to kill. He was completely angered, and his whole person was on the edge of rage. It was like a loaded gun that could go off at any time. Now Yang Tian was like
A wild beast, a wounded wild beast, a wild beast that is about to choose people to eat, Yang Tian is anxious, frantic, and anxious...
Yang Tian even smelled a thick smell of blood and felt excited. It slowly spread in Yang Tian's nose. This smell was like a stimulant that could stimulate Yang Tian's excitement. Yang Tian only knew how to kill people.
He doesn't care at all about the shocking effects of all this, because he only has one thought in his mind right now, which is to kill all these people...
"Kill..." Yang Tian roared angrily, like a dragon's roar, causing the crowd hiding in the corner to poke their heads out and glance at Yang Tian, who was almost crazy, and frowned. In their minds, almost everyone
The crowd all thought: He...he was chopped stupid, right?
Yang Tian had no idea why he became so anxious today. A trace of bad thoughts, like darkness, engulfed Yang Tian's heart.
Finally, when Yang Tian's heart was about to burst, a Longmen disciple blocked Yang Tian's way, and he heard the sound of a police car whirring towards him. At this time, Yang Tiancai realized that he was too crazy just now!
A thick and pungent smell of blood filled Yang Tian's nasal cavity non-stop. The pungent smell of blood, like a demon devouring the world, showed off its power ferociously in Yang Tian's nasal cavity. Yang Tian looked at it
Glancing around, the expressions on his face were twisted together, and he said in a hoarse and gloomy voice: "You guys retreat... I'll leave this place to you... At most, I said the defense was too good... nothing will happen!"
"But... Sect Master... this... this won't work! It's better for you to leave, and we will handle it..." The Dragon Sect disciple hesitated.
"Let's go..." Yang Tian shouted angrily and said: "Leave quickly, or I will kill you if you don't leave! You can't solve this matter... I was here just now, and many people have seen it. If I leave at this time...
…Then I will really become a murderer…”
When the Longmen disciple faced Yang Tian's gloomy voice and his painfully distorted face, a chill crawled down his spine. Finally, he nodded, turned around and left the street filled with the smell of blood and filled with corpses...
…
There were a total of forty-three corpses, including the masked men who besieged the Longmen disciples, the man, and the dozen or so masked men who were seriously injured. There were a total of fifty-seven people. The bodies of their companions
The corpses and blood reminded these people that the man in front of them was not a human being. The sharp killing methods, the dazzling figure, and the terrifying murderous aura that made people feel death, everything reminded these people that the man in front of them killed people.
Rumah doesn't take them seriously at all.
These dozen seriously injured people were lying on the ground, seemingly looking forward to the arrival of the police, as if this was their only way out...
Yang Tian walked up to a seriously injured masked man. He bent down and looked at Li Qian. He found Li Qian standing not far away, covering her eyes and crying. Yang Tian finally felt relieved. He looked down at this
The masked man took one look, reached out and pulled down the black cloth stained with blood, and shouted sternly: "Who sent you here?"
"Ahem..." He didn't answer, and looked at his companions beside him, probably trying to figure out whether he should take advantage of this opportunity to kill Yang Tian.
"You're not going to say it, right? Hum..." Seeing that the man didn't answer his question, Yang Tian put the machete in his hand on the man's neck and sneered. Without saying anything more, Yang Tian's hand moved slightly.
With such force, the man's head was immediately cut off. Then, his body suddenly moved and he jumped into the remaining masked men who were still alive. The machete in his hand drew a graceful arc of death, and he was placed on top of a masked man.
On his neck, he shouted: "It's up to you to decide whether to say it or not...it's your choice..."
But this still has no effect. These people are not afraid of death. Are they still afraid of the threat of you, Yang Tian?
However, Yang Tian seemed to be jealous. One after another, these fifty-seven people turned into dead bodies the moment the police arrived at the scene...
"This Yang Tian is so scary..." On the road not far from this street, a luxury Mercedes-Benz was parked. A middle-aged man was sitting in the back seat of the car, looking at everything that happened in front of him, his face was ugly.
, he did not expect that all fifty-seven of his men would die in just five minutes. Although he knew that Yang Tian was powerful, he did not expect that Yang Tian would be so powerful...