Supreme Evil Young Master

In the instant that Li Qian fell to the ground, she ignored the pain and quickly crawled up, hiding behind Yang Tian. Facing Li Qian's fall, Yang Tian's heart was in intense pain, it wasn't that Yang Tian didn't want to help her, but the moment he moved, the masked men would seize the opportunity to attack. This was what Yang Tian was worried about the most, if he went to help Li Qian, not only would he not help Li Qian, he would also put him in danger.

Yang Tian held the machete that was still dripping with blood tightly in one hand. His eyes emitted a bloody light as he stared at the masked people in front of him and coldly shouted, "Who are you people?"

"Ah …" With an angry roar, the masked men in front of Yang Tian completely ignored Yang Tian's question, holding the machete in their hands, they rushed towards Yang Tian. In front of Yang Tian, at this time, there were more than ten violent killing maniacs, wielding cold machetes. Yang Tian did not move, in an instant, he stood there like a statue without moving.

I can't let anyone hurt Li Qian, she's my woman. No matter who it is, as long as I'm Yang Tian's enemy, he can only … Dead …

His entire body was emitting a deathly aura, and at this moment, Yang Tian seemed to have become a completely different person. He was no longer the Yang Tian who laughed all day and liked to tease girls, he was a devil of hell, he was no longer a Yang Tian who ran around to live, he was the leader of the Dragon Gate's most terrifying assassination organization in the world, he was no longer an orphan abandoned in Fuzhou, he was now a blood-stained executioner. At this time, he only wanted to kill someone …

"Kill …" The word 'kill' came out from Yang Tian's mouth. His voice sounded like the summons of death from hell. The ice-cold aura of death made everyone who heard the word 'kill' feel a chill on their backs.

Yang Tian is moving, his steps are moving, he has only moved a tiny step, but in the eyes of these masked men who raised their swords, just one small step was enough to make their hearts tremble. Yang Tian's hands finally started waving, and as he did so, his body tensed up like a released arrow, shooting towards the dozen or so masked men in front of him. A bloody light flashed, and the throat of a masked man was cut open.

Originally, there were no bloodstains or undead in this place, but at this moment, this place was like a slaughterhouse, the stench of blood was everywhere, the Undead were crying here, the gates to hell were slowly opening, the Death God was summoning these Undead that had been wandering in this world for a long time, some people said that humans would ascend to heaven after death, many people believed that the place they would go after death would be the Shura's Purgatory, Yang Tian never knew where they would go after death, maybe hell was more suitable for him, his hands were stained with blood, but Yang Tian believed even more, that the place where he personally created the Undead went to must be hell.

At the same time as the cold light flashed, fresh blood splattered. Along with this cold light, more than ten corpses lay on the ground, some of them still emitting hot, hot blood. Blood slowly flowed out from the corpses of these people, converging together and flowing into the sewers.

Yang Tian's body was covered in blood. This was for him, but also for those people. At this moment, he was more like the legendary demon that viewed human life as grass and stepped on it …

Blood dripped down from the blade in Yang Tian's hand. One drop, two drops … The sound of every drop of blood hitting the ground shocked everyone present. At that moment, everyone was stunned. The remaining masked men held onto their machetes but didn't dare to move forward. It was as if they were frightened by Yang Tian's actions …

Even Li Qian, who was standing behind Yang Tian, was scared silly by Yang Tian's current appearance as his entire body trembled. Since he was young, Li Qian had never seen so many dead people.

Then, a cool breeze blew past them. As the wind brushed past everyone, they immediately saw a black figure with a speed that was hard to change for an ordinary person, rapidly flying out. For a moment, everyone was stunned, because they felt a sense of danger, a sense of danger that came from hell.

"Ah Tian …" "Don't..." Li Qian exclaimed as she looked at the masked men running towards her …

However, there were a few familiar figures beside Li Qian. However, these people were covered in blood, and these people were the disciples of the Dragon Gate. They had come late because they, like Yang Tian, had been besieged.

"Miss Li Qian, don't go over there …" Sir, we are ordered to ensure your safety... "

"No …" Hurry up and go... Pull A'Tian back... So dangerous... "Sob, sob …" Li Qian cried out. She saw that a few disciples of the Dragon Gate had already caught up to them and were crazily slaughtering these masked people …

His entire person was on the verge of going berserk, like a loaded gun, and could go berserk at any time. Right now, Yang Tian was like a wild beast, an injured wild beast, a wild beast that was about to choose its prey. Yang Tian was anxious, crazy, and bored …

Yang Tian even smelled a thick smell of blood and felt excited. It slowly diffused all over Yang Tian's nose, this smell was like a stimulant that could excite Yang Tian, it made him only know how to kill people, and he did not care about the shocking effect this would bring, because he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to kill these people …

"Kill …" Yang Tian furiously roared, just like a dragon's roar, causing the surrounding people who were hiding in the corners to stick their heads out to look at the crazed Yang Tian, frowning. In their minds, almost every single one of them thought: He … Did he lose his mind?

Yang Tian didn't know why he became so anxious today. A trace of a bad idea was like a darkness that engulfed Yang Tian's heart.

Finally, just as Yang Tian was about to explode in anger, a disciple of the Dragon Gate blocked his path and heard the sound of police cars approaching. Only at this moment did Yang Tian realize that he had been too crazy!

A strong, pungent smell of blood continuously wafted towards Yang Tian's nose. The pungent smell of blood was like a demon swallowing the heavens and the earth, maliciously showing off its might in Yang Tian's nose. Yang Tian looked around, and with a twisted expression, he said in a hoarse and gloomy voice, "You guys can leave …." Leave this to me... At most, they said that he had overstepped his boundaries... It will be fine! "

"But …" Sect Leader... This... This won't do! "It's better if you leave, we'll deal with it …" The disciple hesitated.

Let's go …" Yang Tian angrily shouted, "Quickly leave! If you don't leave now, I'll kill you!" You won't be able to solve this problem... "" No, no I was here just now and many people have already seen me. If I were to leave now … "Then I will really become a murderer …

Facing Yang Tian's gloomy voice and his distorted face filled with pain, the Dragon Gate disciple felt a chill crawl up his spine. In the end, he nodded, turned around and left this street that reeked of blood and was filled with corpses …

There were a total of forty-three corpses, including the masked men who had besieged the disciples of the Dragon Gate, and the man, including more than ten masked men who had been seriously injured. There were a total of fifty-seven corpses, including the masked men who had besieged the disciples of the Dragon Gate, and the man who had besieged the disciples of the Dragon Gate, plus more than ten masked men who had been seriously injured.

Over ten heavily injured people were lying on the ground. They seemed to be anticipating the arrival of the police. It was as if this was their only way out …

He bent down, looked at Li Qian, and found that Li Qian was standing not far away covering her eyes while crying. Yang Tian finally relaxed, he looked down at the masked man, reached out his hand to pull down the black cloth covered with blood, and shouted, "Who sent you?"

"Cough, cough, cough …" He did not reply and instead looked at his companion. He was probably calculating whether he should use this opportunity to kill Yang Tian.

"You won't tell me, right? "Humph …" Seeing that the man didn't answer his question, Yang Tian put the machete on the man's neck and let out a cold laugh. Without saying much, Yang Tian slightly exerted a little force, and that person's head was instantly chopped off, then, his body suddenly moved, jumping into the midst of the other masked men who were still alive, the machete in his hand drew a beautiful curve of death as he placed it on the neck of a masked man and shouted, "Speak! "Choose for yourself …"

However, this still didn't have any effect. These people were not afraid of death, how could they be afraid of Yang Tian's threat?

However, Yang Tian's eyes seemed to turn red from killing. One by one, these 57 people turned into corpses the moment the police arrived at the scene …

"This Yang Tian is too terrifying …" A middle-aged man sat in the back seat of a car, watching everything that was happening before him with an ugly expression on his face. He did not expect that his fifty-seven subordinates had all died in just five minutes. Although he knew that Yang Tian was powerful, he did not expect that Yang Tian would be that powerful …