Supreme Evil Young Master

This Mo Long was just as the butler had said, very powerful. Although his whole body was trembling in pain, he did not make a sound, and he even endured the pain as he leaped up, one hand covering his lower body and the other turning into a palm shadow in the air. At the same time, he quickly shot more than a dozen poisonous concealed weapons towards Yang Tian.

His figure flashed and he disappeared on the spot. This was not a joke, even if there were ten oxen among those concealed weapons, it would be enough to kill them a hundred times over. Yang Tian was only one person, if he was infected by this kind of poison, would he still be able to live?

Yang Tian didn't want his brother to die at the hands of the pirates, that would be too unfair. If he died in battle, that would be acceptable, but this Volkswagen ninja would be too vicious and die under their hidden weapons. Not only was it too useless, it would also dishonor the reputation of the Chinese.

Just as Yang Tian dodged Mo Long's concealed weapon, Mo Long also hid himself.

How could Yang Tian let him do as he wished? When he felt the breath of Mo Long's body, even though he couldn't see where Mo Long was, he still sent out a fierce punch into the air. As he punched out, something strange happened.

With a blood-curdling screech, Mo Long's body took form and flew backwards, his other hand covering his abdomen.

Yang Tian's body suddenly sprung up and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. He definitely would not leave any chance for the pirates slaves to retaliate.

Killing the enemy as fast as possible was a legend created by a true killer.

When Mo Long saw Yang Tian's unceasing attacks, he was immediately shocked. He released his hand that was covering his lower abdomen and also punched.

Yang Tian sidestepped the punch, and in the next moment, another one heavily hit his opponent's lower abdomen.

Mo Long cried out in pain as his body lurched forward. Yang Tian struck his chin with a small hook and sent him flying. At the same time, a tooth flew out from his mouth.

In terms of martial arts, he was above the Spirit Fox, but the situation was the opposite. Yang Tian could not attack Mo Long, but that was only if Mo Long did not enter the defensive area of the castle.

Mo Long's mission was to enter the Bell Family Castle, and he had no choice but to step into Yang Tian's forbidden area. Ninjas' moves focused on offense and had no ability to defend. In this situation, Yang Tian was in the dark while Mo Long was in the open.

However, the moment Yang Tian launched his attack, Mo Long had no offensive power at all. He was like a hedgehog that had its thorns retracted; he had no combat power at all.

However, Mo Long's misfortune had yet to come to an end. His body heavily crashed into a small tree and bounced back, just in time to hit Yang Tian who had arrived in front of him.

He threw out a punch, which hit him in the stomach. While he was leaning forward, he punched him in the jaw, and another tooth flew out. He wanted to slowly play with this Volkswagen slave to death. Who told him to be a Sato? The mistake was that he shouldn't have come here, the mistake was that he shouldn't have become Yang Tian's enemy.

Mo Long screamed again and flew backwards until he landed on a small tree. Yang Tian was already in front of him, his two fists were punched out alternately, and as his fists landed on flesh, he began to curse loudly, "F * ck …" "Your grandmother! How dare you be so arrogant. I'll let you know the consequences of provoking your father …"

Under Yang Tian's curses, Mo Long collapsed like a piece of rotten meat, falling onto the ground. Blood was continuously spurting out from the corner of his mouth, his hands and feet were still unconsciously twitching. When Yang Tian saw Mo Long's appearance clearly, he was immediately shocked.

In just a short moment, dozens of people had died in this dark forest.

Two-thirds of the people had died in Yang Tian's hands, or perhaps they just realized at this moment what an expert was. Experts were not powerful forces, but a combination of intelligence and strength.

Screams of killing could be heard. Because of Yang Tian's appearance, they were even braver. The 72 Dragon Gate disciples began a bloody baptism towards these so-called experts. A bloody battle began.

Perhaps it was at this moment that they truly experienced what it meant to be the world's most murderous war and the most bloody slaughter.

"Hahaha …" With a long laugh, all of the subordinates that the old man had brought had died by Yang Tian's hands. The rest of the people were also working hard to kill him.

Yang Tian's figure was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep as he broke into the encirclement of dozens of people. With a lift of his hand, he had already killed two large men who were charging at the front.

"Who is he?" When the old man saw the powerful attack of this young man and how many of them had died in his hands, his heart trembled as he retreated one by one. One of them felt a familiar aura from Yang Tian's body, like a nightmare that he would never forget.

"Could it be his child?" The old man muttered to himself as he thought back to the bloody battle in Italy over ten years ago.

Back then, he had almost lost his life to a man from the East for the sake of fighting for a moment. This man from the East was the same as the young man in front of him, using the same martial arts skills, same mysterious steps, the same aura of death.

Sara had already arrived at the battlefield that was filled with the smell of blood. She walked in front of Yang Tian and looked at the experts who were about to eat the Bell Family. She was filled with hatred to the bone, blood and corpses littered the ground.

He had already used the Divine Dragon Nine Steps movement technique to the limit, and now even his shadow had disappeared. He was like a gust of wind, blowing right in front of him, and his neck no longer belonged to him, as Yang Tian slashed open the throats of the large men from the Bell Family, bringing their heads along with him as he rolled on the ground.

Facing this kind of Yang Tian who had such a strong killing intent, everyone almost had the urge to run. If he didn't do this for the honor of the Kleis family, he probably would have turned around and fled.

The realms of martial arts were similar. Any move or method would be overshadowed in the face of absolute power.

The first thing Yang Tian had to do was to give these people a shock to their minds because their aggression was threatening Yang Tian. His hands were like blades, his fingers were like swords, his blade flashed, his sword intent was cold, and Yang Tian's powerful impact was so powerful that even the most powerful war general couldn't withstand it. No one was able to block against his speed and strength.

Seventy-two disciples of the Dragon Gate were considered first class experts. Tonight, on the battlefield, not a single one of them were injured, but those who had violated the rules of the castle were all cut off from their necks and fell to the ground like rice being cut off.

The blood had already turned into a river, but his killing intent only intensified …

This battle was very tragic. The Kleis' family had sent over a thousand men, but aside from a few useless ones, almost all the experts had been destroyed, becoming cold corpses.

The battle ended just like that, with the thick smell of blood. The whole castle of Bel family had become the main base of hell for the strong, and no matter how many people they killed, they could still receive the support of others. Moreover, he had saved the life of the entire Bel family, so Yang Tian had become the most respected guest of honor in the family.

In their hearts, Yang Tian was like a god that would only accept the high hopes of the masses. He was an unsurpassable legend.

The rest of the matters were dealt with by the Bell Family. When Yang Tian walked out of the bathroom, he was already relaxed and used the water vapor to wash off the fatigue in his heart.

The corpses and blood stains on the outside had already been tidied up and taken to a remote area for incineration. Quiet noises could be heard from outside. If it wasn't for the bloody smell, there would still be faint traces of life, or many people wouldn't dare to believe that the berserk war that had alarmed the entire North America had ended here.

"Chief, everything has been settled. What should we do next?" Just as Yang Tian walked out of the bathroom, Wei Long impatiently welcomed him. Today's battle had made him very excited, so he took the initiative to come forward to fight without being tired.

"Keep an eye on Collen Bell, see who he's in contact with, and find out who's at the helm of the Klekes!" Yang Tian said to Wei Long as he wiped his wet hair.

"Chief, are you suspecting that the Kleis' family has been controlled by someone else?" Wei Long asked in shock.

"It's not impossible!" Yang Tian sat down on the sofa, threw a towel on the sofa, lit a cigarette and said, "Firstly, the Klex family has always been very friendly with the Bell family. Secondly, the Klex family has never been involved with darkness, and secondly, I don't think it was a coincidence that Ke Lun Bei from the Bell family betrayed them.

"Chief, I still don't understand …" Why do I get more confused the more I listen? " Wei Long grabbed his head as he asked Yang Tian in a daze.

"Haha …" Yang Tian laughed and said, "Think about it …. How could a family that had never touched the dark would dare to act against a family that was friendly to them? And … Ke Lun isn't the kind of person to kill their father for money. Even if he is a little scumbag, he isn't scumbag to that extent. His poisoning and betrayal, I feel that … There's an article here... "