Today's battle is a matter of survival for the Qingzhu Gang, and it is also very important for the Cloud Sculpture Society.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the Cloud Sculpture Society, which has a home field advantage, arranged such a large group of people to wait in the factory outside the garage and stand by at any time.

There were more than a hundred people in this group, all of whom were strong thugs selected from below, and most of them were armed with sharp weapons.

With such a force, it seems that it is not difficult to kill more than 30 people and unarmed Qingzhu Gang.

So they very well lined up to make sure that there were enough men in every direction and that they would not be breached, and then they went to the center to encircle.

And this time...... They suddenly discovered a strange situation - the Qingzhu Gang gathered together. The thugs under the Qingzhu Gang protected Du Yunlong and the others in the middle to the death, as if they had no intention of breaking through at all.

Only one person stood up.

It's a young man.

It looks very ordinary.

This large group of people suddenly had some doubts - this kid can't think about it, and wants to die?

However, at this time...... Some members of the Cloud Sculpture Society who were present during the previous martial arts competition hurriedly spoke: "Don't underestimate him!

As soon as these words spread, the group of thugs who came behind were stunned all of a sudden.

The fourth master is dead?

And was he killed by this kid?

This...... How can it be?

At the same time that everyone was shocked......

"Bang ——"

Yang Tian quietly appeared beside a person, and with a knife in his hand, he slashed his neck and broke it. Then he took the steel rod from the man's hand very easily.

"If you are caught now, I can not attack you," Yang Tian showed a warm smile like a spring breeze and looked in the direction of the densest group of people.

Everyone looked at the tragic situation of the thug whose neck had been broken in two on the ground, and they all felt a chill down their backs, like falling into an ice cave.

Look at Yang Tian's smile again...... They all felt as if they had seen the devil's smile.

"Kill him! Kill him first, or we'll all have to finish the game!" someone shouted.

Everyone came to their senses at once.

As members of the Cloud Sculpture Society, they have more or less seen the strength of several masters, and they have seen the power that completely crushes them.

So they also know...... If they don't kill the person in front of them, with their strength stronger than the four masters, they will definitely not be able to escape!

So...... They all roared and became courageous, and then rushed towards Yang Tian!

"Alas......"

Yang Tian sighed helplessly.

He really felt very bored with this kind of simple fighting and killing, and when he had this time, he would rather discuss the mystery of life and reproduction with his beloved girl.

Can...... There is no way, these people are just looking for death.

Then you have to do it.

He tightened his grip on the steel rod, and his figure disappeared again......

"Bang bang-"

He suddenly became a drummer.

The steel rod in the hand is the drumstick.

Between the body movements, the drumsticks in his hands are beating east and west very casually......

Then I heard a crack "bang" sound.

Patches of blood also erupted in the air, as if to add a touch of color to this gorgeous performance.

Of course......

The drums don't seem to be too happy either.

It's like the fish that is caught doesn't want to be caught.

They tried to resist, they struggled, they tried to fight the drummer with those shiny machetes.

Can...... In this bloody performance, only the drumsticks in Yang Tian's hands were allowed to emit the main theme. Those blades that looked sharp could only be slashed in the air with a "whoosh" sound as an accompaniment, and then fell to the ground and turned into scrap metal......

......

This makeshift arena is not large.

And more than 100 people are too much for this small venue.

When they flocked to Yang Tian...... Countless figures completely covered Yang Tian's figure.

Du Xiaoke, who was already a little worried, was suddenly extremely worried in his heart.

"Yang Tian will be fine, right?" Du Xiaoke asked.

Du Yunlong's expression was solemn, and he looked over there and said, "He is not the kind of person who is stubborn. Since he walked out so generously and didn't let us escape, then he must have absolute confidence. ”

"But this man ...... It's too much. Du Xiaoke frowned and said.

"Don't worry, miss, Yang Tian's strength is no longer something that ordinary people can catch up," Mr. Lin said with certainty.

Hearing this, Du Xiaoke finally felt a little relieved, but only a little.

Her beautiful eyes stared tightly in that direction, biting her lip lightly, and her little white and tender hands were clenched into small fists, clenched tightly......

......

When there are enough people fighting and killing, and they can't squeeze in...... There will always be some people who are lazy and grind foreign workers.

For example, at this moment, the rear of the reinforcements of the Cloud Sculpture Society.

Many people were so crowded that they couldn't rush in.

Seeing that it was completely crowded inside, a person stopped squeezing inside, stopped and said: "In such a small place, no matter how powerful that kid is, it is estimated that he has been squeezed into meat sauce by our people, right?"

"Huh...... That's right. With so many brothers, I'm afraid they've already surrounded and chopped up the lump into minced meat, right?" the other man followed.

"It seems to be the same. No matter how powerful it is, after all, it's just one person, how can it be possible to fight dozens or hundreds of people?"

The more these slacking guys think about it, the more they feel that it makes sense, and they don't feel the need to rush into it so aggressively, and they won't be able to grab any credit anyway.

They simply took a few steps back, stood aside and gasped for breath to rest, ready to wait for the kid's death to be announced, and then rush over together to kill those Qingzhu Gang guys.

Can...... After a while......

They found that there had been no news of Yang Tian's death.

On the contrary, the whole team really had to continue to indent forward.

What's going on?

Could it be that the people who had already rushed inside could suddenly disappear?

One person couldn't help but run to the side, stood on top of a scrap car, looked inside, and then his expression changed suddenly: "Mine......"

The other soy sauce makers below were a little strange when they saw this person's expression. They also found a higher place to look inside...... Then their expressions changed.

You can see ...... The crowd is on the inside...... A great number of people had fallen to the ground, and they had become a carpet of human flesh.

Yang Tian was holding a steel rod in his hand, covered in blood, but he continued to fight towards the front with a calm face.

That momentum, like the jagged teeth of a meat grinder, went towards the rest of the harvest!