The darkness of the night is deep, the darkness is oppressive.

Heavy dark clouds rolled over, obscuring the bright moon that emitted a faint glow, and shrouded the entire imperial city in darkness.

A figure stands on the top of a teahouse, overlooking the wide street, the whole imperial city is clearly divided into two parts, one part of which has long fallen into darkness, there is the place where the common people live, of course, it is more figuratively speaking, there is the place where the poor live, they like the summer very much, because the summer temperature is very good, they can work, the summer night comes very late, they can gas money...... Of course, the other half is brightly lit, and from a distance, you can see people making noise and noisy people on the street, which is a great place for the rich and powerful, and it is also a paradise for countless longing for life.

There are eight nobles in the snow country, they are like eight heavy mountains pressing on the people of the snow country, greedily squeezing the wealth of the common people, except for the royal family, these eight nobles almost control three-fifths of the wealth of the snow country, these wealth has become their capital for pleasure, and they are fully qualified to stand on the position of the power.

The standing figure raised its head.

Looking at the bright moon, which was already obscured by heavy black clouds, there was a hint of unconcealable killing intent in his expression.

Move your right hand.

He removed the bow and arrows he had carried from his back.

Bend the bow and full moon.

The sound of a collapsing bowstring was heard.

Sharp arrows flew towards the brightly lit place, accompanied by a whimpering sound.

The next moment.

Dense figures jumped out of the hidden darkness, they seemed to be ghosts in the darkness, silent, but they exuded a cold killing intent all over their bodies.

The body ran briskly.

Landing silently.

In a moment.

The brightly lit color of prosperity suddenly struck.

The sound of wailing fear, the screams, the roars, the pleas for mercy...... In the past, the prosperous city became the Shura field. The cold blade ruthlessly slit throat after throat, not even giving them a chance to beg for mercy.

Blood is flowing.

The people on the street became extremely frightened, those who had long been accustomed to being served, stammered, and accustomed to stepping on other people's heads and shouting at each other have become lambs to the slaughter, and the mighty and domineering guards have become useless ornaments, and when the blade descends, they do not hesitate to flee at all.

But—they were going to die.

The cold blade seemed to be the gaze of a demon, and even if they fled quickly, it followed closely behind, mercilessly piercing their bodies.

——

The killing is going on at scale.

Even if someone is desperately resisting, it will be useless, and the strength they are proud of is not much power to resist until they are truly de-empowered.

The scimitar continued to shoot out.

The cold light hits.

Wherever the blade went, there was no one alive.

Even the hawkers shouting on the streets, the beggars begging at the entrance of the streets, and even a young girl who had just escaped from the flower building with great effort were mercilessly killed.

On the streets, the men in black walked wantonly, killing.

At the moment, they are out-and-out demons, terrible ghosts crawling out of hell.

——

Tie Yingnan was the first to receive the news of the riot on Jinman Street.

A trace of ominous premonition came from the bottom of her heart, and without the slightest hesitation, she sent someone to send the news to the palace as quickly as possible. At the same time, she began to mobilize the Iron Guards and the masters of the Iron Family, preparing to stop the man in black who was wantonly killing.

The Iron Guard was quickly mobilized.

Tie Yingnan took three thousand iron guards and greeted the man in black.

At this moment, on the streets, blood flowed into small rivers, corpses could be stared at everywhere, and the thick smell of blood in the air made people feel sick.

Tie Yingnan's expression became extremely ugly.

"Kill—"

Tie Yingnan almost roared.

The body ran out quickly.

The iron rod in Tie Yingnan's hand slammed out, hitting a scimitar.

Sparks splashed.

The scimitar let out a wailing sound, and a crack appeared on the sharp blade.

A blow with anger is not to be underestimated.

The eyes under the black cloth suddenly revealed a hint of shock.

Clearly, he was incredulous at the devastation he had received from his scimitar.

But—

The incredible is yet to come.

The iron rod in Tie Yingnan's hand moved again, directly facing his front door, and the iron rod brought a strong wind, like Mount Tai pressing the top.

The scimitar rungs in front of you.

I want to intercept the iron rod.

But.

The iron rod fell heavily and smashed directly in an invincible posture.

Bang –

The powerful force fell on the scimitar, and the man in black suddenly knelt down uncontrollably.

Tie Yingnan's gaze suddenly froze.

The iron rod moved violently.

Swift thrashing down.

The next moment, the brains of the man in black shattered, and his death was extremely ugly.

The body did not stagnate in the slightest.

The long stick in Tie Yingnan's hand was smashed forward again.

Soon.

Another man in black died tragically under his iron rod.

killed two people in a row, and Tie Yingnan felt the anger in his chest and felt a little vented.

And all of a sudden—

A whimpering voice rang out.

Tie Yingnan's expression couldn't help but change, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly blocked the iron rod in front of him.

Bang –

Sparks splashed.

Tie Yingnan's body immediately slid back a few steps.

His eyes were full of shock.

"Haha...... Finally there is one that can fight, I want to have a good time. ”

Cold words came out.

Under the masked black cloth, Sen Ran's voice sounded.

Tie Yingnan's gaze froze, and the strength of holding the iron rod increased a few times.

Step out.

Taking advantage of the momentum, the iron rod whipped down towards the man in black.

The man in black let out a long howl.

The scimitar swung continuously, stabbing towards Tie Yingnan.

——

The appearance of the Iron Guard curbed the wanton killing of the men in black.

But — and that was a short-lived containment.

The combat power of the man in black is much stronger than that of the Iron Guard, and if there is always a master of the Iron Family to maintain his position, I am afraid it will be a one-sided massacre.

The Iron Guard kept falling.

But it bought precious time for the people on the streets, who desperately fled to distant places, and some hid nearby, and many obstacles blocked the entrance to the road.

In the face of death.

Many people show their ugly side, and they will do whatever it takes to survive.

The clock ticked by.

The 3,000 Iron Guards were almost completely killed and wounded.

The masters who came from the Tie family were desperately resisting, on the one hand, it was the death order of the head of the Tie family, and on the other hand, they were like powerful men in black, they had no choice, they could only choose to fight hard.

(Today is Teacher's Day, may all teachers in the world be healthy.) ）

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