From the surrounding walls, more than ten ghost-like men in black jumped down.
They wore ferocious ghost masks, made ghostly laughter sounds from their mouths, waved the long knives in their hands, and rushed towards these people.
The long knife waved, bringing up a stream of rainwater.
And blood and water.
Yang Zhijie and others were caught off guard and were cut several times in an instant.
"Now that the King of Hell has ordered you, do you still want to struggle?"
"Killing starts from now on!"
A sinister voice sounded, and at some point, a guy wearing a mask stood at the gate.
Obviously, he is the leader of these killers.
"Quickly retreat!"
"Go back quickly!"
In a hurry, Yang Zhijie was also stabbed. He took the lead and rushed back to the room.
The rain was cold, and several bodies were already lying in the yard.
They were still alive and kicking just now, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into cold corpses.
Everything happened so suddenly.
Looking outside in the rain, these killers holding bloody knives and wearing devil masks made everyone in the room shudder.
"Evil ghost!"
"I'll fight with you!" Jin Rong shouted and rushed out first.
Those imp killers did not continue to charge, but retreated behind the man in black at the door.
The eyes of the man in black behind the mask flashed with a cruel aura, and he sneered:
"This is just a reminder for you. Don't forget to carry out the order at the Golden Chrysanthemum Conference the day after tomorrow."
"Otherwise, they are role models."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Let's go!"
Too arrogant!
Too cruel!
Suddenly, including Jin Rong, there were so many people from the Chu Alliance, but no one dared to take action.
They are martial arts masters. Although they often compete with each other, it is only in moderation.
Where have you seen such brutal killing?
Yang Zhijie, who had shown off his power before, was now even more pale and trembling.
Watching, these demons will walk away after killing people.
Finally, a cold voice sounded.
"Do you think you can leave?"
"What did you say?" The man in black was stunned for a moment, stared at Qin Tian, and sneered: "Boy, do you want to stand out?"
"Want to confront our Palace of Hell?"
Qin Tian said coldly: "You are worthy of mentioning the Palace of Hell!"
He faced the rain and strode out.
"Kill him!" the man in black ordered.
The dozen or so killers holding long knives rushed towards Qin Tian with low roars.
A dozen long knives were raised, and the cold light caught people's eyes in the black rain curtain.
"Brother Qin, let me help you!"
Han Shan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He was infected by Qin Tian and his blood was stirring.
While shouting, he rushed out like a wild bull.
However, as soon as he rushed to the general area, he was stunned.
Qin Tian casually stretched out his hand and snatched one of the long knives.
Then, he waved a few times casually.
A series of short screams sounded in the air.
Everything came to an abrupt end.
A dozen evil ghost killers all lay in the rain with blood coming from their throats.
Their eyes were glazed over, as if they were dying and didn't understand what was going on.
"If you dare to impersonate the King of Hell's order and ruin the reputation of the King of Hell's Palace, this will be your fate."