"The premise is that you can pass through my three life and death hurdles!"
Pan Long's arrogant and proud voice echoed in the empty courtyard.
Qin Tian's face was cold, and he glanced at random with his eyes. He knew that there was a line of defense every hundred meters in the entire courtyard.
Three hundred meters, three lines of defense, and no less than a hundred killers were ambushed.
In a house behind, there are some very powerful auras.
Pan Long was hiding at the back, and if he wanted to kill him, Qin Tian would break through these lines of defense.
"I want to kill you, and Jesus can't stop me."
"Today, you are dead." He said, his voice cold.
"Bitch, let me see how you kill me!"
"Long Knife Team, prepare!"
Pan Long became angry from shame and gave an order, and forty swordsmen emerged from the surrounding darkness.
Each group of ten people surrounded Qin Tian from four directions.
All of them had stern faces and piercing eyes. The hands holding the knife had blue veins popping out and were steady and strong.
Pan's long sword team is famous in the underground circles of the entire provincial capital. It has made outstanding achievements in protecting the core personnel of the Pan family and the safety of their property.
Now, Pan Long arranged for them to be the first line of defense to kill Qin Tian.
Qin Tian's eyes were firm, as if he had not seen these people, he stepped forward and walked straight ahead.
Seeing that he didn't flinch, Pan Long's eyes turned red.
"Kill!"
"Chop him into pieces!"
Hearing the sound, a guy was eager to make a contribution, shouted, and took the lead in slashing at Qin Tian.
The long knife cut through the night sky like the kiss of death.
When Mu Feifei saw this scene, she was so scared that she covered her mouth. She felt that Qin Tian would be chopped into pieces.
For some reason, she suddenly felt sympathy for Qin Tian in her heart.
Perhaps it was Qin Tian's temperament that attracted her.
Fool, run quickly, don't die! She shouted in her heart.
Qin Tian kept walking and walked towards the long sword in front of him.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, like magic, he grabbed the long knife in his hand. Then, he waved it casually.
Amidst the screams, the guy who rushed up fell to the ground, covering his wrists.
His hand tendons were severed by Qin Tian in an instant.
How is that possible? Seeing this magical scene, Pan Long and the remaining members of the Changdao team were stunned.
"Come together!"
"Whoever cuts him with a knife will be rewarded one million!" After reacting, Pan Long shouted with red eyes.
Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men.
One knife is one million, and if you can cut it ten times, that’s ten million. It’s enough to live comfortably for half a lifetime.
The remaining thirty-nine team members shouted, waved their swords, and rushed forward.
Senhan's long knives formed a network of knives, lighting up the night sky.
Qin Tian's body flashed, like an afterimage, shuttled among them. Without looking at it, he waved the long knife in his hand casually.
A series of shrill screams resounded through the night sky!
Forty members of the Long Knife team fell to the ground in just a few minutes. Either their hands were cut off or their hamstrings were picked.
Qin Tian carried a long bloody knife in his hand, and continued to walk inside as if nothing had happened, his eyes unwavering.
"Asshole!"
Pan Long, who witnessed the whole incident, was so angry that he knocked over the red wine glass in front of him. He could not have imagined that Qin Tian would be so difficult to deal with.
"Pan Long, what should we do? Is he going to rush in?" Mu Feifei asked in horror.
Pan Long gritted his teeth and said, "This is just the beginning!"
"Young man named Qin is brave enough to challenge me to the second level!"