On the delicate face, the seemingly clear eyes flashed with murderous intent.
He knew that the streets were deliberately cleared of people.
He also knew that deadly killers were hidden in the closed shops on both sides of the street.
However, since the killing ban has been issued, let’s kill.
The sun hid behind the clouds.
One person and one knife cast long shadows on the street.
He took steps and walked inside.
"Kill!"
"Kill him!"
The doors of the shops on both sides opened, and countless people rushed out, brandishing machetes.
They all had red eyes.
This is the territory of Beijiang, and Chongxiao Tower is the sacred temple in their hearts.
How could we let an outsider like Qin Tian get involved?
If so, how will the people of Beijiang raise their heads in the future?
We must kill Qin Tian on the way to Chongxiao Tower!
Qin Tian's eyes were cold, and he swung his long sword with his hands!
The screams started!
People kept falling to the ground, and the people behind them rushed up again without fear of death!
Blood soon stained the streets red.
Then, it forms a stream and flows along the low-lying areas towards the sewer.
Qin Tian kept his foot down, killing for a hundred meters.
Finally, in this group of enemies, except for a few who could still stand, the rest were either seriously injured or died miserably, and they all fell down.
The front is empty.
The heaven and earth were deathly silent.
The knife in Qin Tian's hand, as well as his entire body, were stained red with blood.
He walked forward.
Behind him, many logistics staff rushed out from inside the store.
Like ghosts, they quickly carried away the disabled people on the ground.
Then, high-pressure water gun cleaning was performed. The floor was as clean as new, as if nothing had happened.
On the ten-mile long street, when Qin Tian reached 500 meters, which is one mile, the second wave of enemies appeared.
They didn't charge directly like the first wave.
One hundred powerful crossbowmen occupied both sides of the street and fired arrows at Qin Tian.
Qin Tian swung his long sword and blocked the first wave of sharp arrows. At the same time, like a hunting wolf, he rushed into the camp of the crossbowmen on the left.
kill!
At this time, either you die or I die.
He started and showed no mercy.
Because it would accidentally injure his companions, the crossbowman on the right can no longer fire arrows.
They drew their long knives and rushed over to help.
Qin Tian's face was expressionless, his sword flashing across the sky.
After the killing, the battlefield was also quickly cleared.
Then, he traveled 500 meters and was intercepted again.
Every mile of the ten-mile long street is a barrier of life and death.
At the end of the ten stages of life and death, he could no longer remember how many people he had killed.
The whole person was even a little numb.
When we finally reached the foot of Chongxiao Tower, the sun was already setting on the horizon.
The bloody sunset cast a layer of mystery over the entire street, giving it a sense of mystery.
He turned around slowly and looked at the clean streets that had been washed away.
Although there was no blood on the ground, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.
"I want to see you, King Beijiang. It's disrespectful to look like this."
"Excuse me, please rinse it for me too." He sneered.
There was silence at the scene.
Then, from the shops on both sides, two high-pressure water cannons sprayed two jets of water towards him.
Qin Tian stretched out his hands and let the cold water wash them away.