The killing was staged when Tang Yi pulled out the double thorns.

In the face of thirty or forty murderers, his face was indifferent.

The battle was all too familiar to him.

As for the fighting of these third-rate killers in front of him, he can't get into his eyes.

The real anger is the current state, there is no thunderstorm, and there is no anger and corruption.

Some are just cold and ruthless.

Even if the sharp blade penetrated the other party's throat, blood spurted on Tang Yi's face, and he was still expressionless.

He acted like a ghost, shuttling through the crowd wantonly.

In the flicker of the knife, every time you turn around, someone will fall.

Ruthless, there is only one trick.

There is no waste or hesitation.

The baron behind him hugged Martha tightly, but a pair of eyes couldn't leave Tang Yi's body.

Including Rachel, too, over the years, in the Hell Gym, he has also seen a lot of good fighters.

But for the first time, he had seen how neatly someone could kill someone.

Even since he was a child, the baron has been interested in studying martial arts.

With a pair of eyes, I have seen all kinds of fighting methods all over the world.

But the killing in front of him, he definitely saw it for the first time.

Without that superpower that can't be captured with the naked eye, Tang Yi's figure can be clearly seen by them.

But there is a ghostly feeling, which comes from Tang Yi's precise positioning.

With each step, he walked to a position that the other party could not dodge.

At the same time, the position he stayed in also made it impossible for others around him to come forward at all.

With one enemy, Tang Yi's body style allowed him to face the attacks of three people at most at the same time.

The double thorns in his hands flew up and down, and the seemingly ordinary stabs, picks, hooks, and sweeps were always so smooth.

If Tang Yi is fighting, it is better to say that he is dancing.

With a natural and smooth shuttle, walk beside everyone.

His knife was cold, without the slightest outwardness, and there was no domineering spirit that opened and closed.

However, it will always penetrate the weakest position of the opponent.

The screams became the music of his battle, and every step he took was so chic.

Sometimes he turned around like a whirlwind, cutting the throats of several people around him at the same time, and sometimes dissipating under the encirclement of the other party like smoke.

More than 30 people have completely become his backup dancers, and their bodies are ghostly, leaving only corpses behind them.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, the baron and Rachel were really surprised, and at the same time, they also had a feeling of the aftermath of the disaster.

That night, if it weren't for Martha's presence, they really didn't dare to imagine what the fate of the two would have been.

The moves of the yin and yang double stabs are becoming more and more proficient, and compared to the fighting technique, Tang Yi, who is holding a knife in his hand, is naturally more terrifying.

In particular, his throwing knives have a deadly glow.

From time to time, it shoots out from his hand, seemingly attacking closely, but in the end, it draws an arc and hits the killer in the distance.

"Poof!"

When the last throwing knife flew out, it went straight through the spider's calf as it was about to flee.

His loyal subordinates, the tarantula and the black wolf, had now turned into corpses and collapsed not far from him.

With this knife, Tang Yi deliberately left a living mouth, otherwise he would have become a corpse long ago.

"Who are you?"

The spider was in a cold sweat of pain, and he fell to the ground, his right leg was bloody.

I never imagined that the task that had already been done would fail because of such a guy.

"As I said, you are not qualified to know, but if you want to die a lighter death, it is better to tell the mastermind behind you."

Tang Yi smiled evilly and walked towards the spider step by step.

"You'll never know, and you, my master will definitely make you pay back a hundredfold!"

The spider's gaze flickered and landed on the baron.

Immediately following the black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he bit through the huge poison in his dentures and died instantly.

"It's still strong, it's much stronger than your group of thieves!"

Tang Yi said with a sneer after watching the spider's corpse fall to the ground.

His gaze turned to the other group of people.

They he deliberately left behind, and now it's time to harvest.

Looking at Tang Yi with an evil smile on his face, Kameda Kenji, who was still bleeding from his right arm, suddenly felt a chill in his back.

"Don't run!"

Originally, he wanted to command several of his apprentices to stop Tang Yi.

But they didn't want Tang Yi to come just now, so they stood up and ran towards the stairs.

"Where to go!"

How could Rachel let these traitors get away and stepped forward, but just as he reached the staircase, the corpses of several people in front of him had already fallen to the ground.

Walking across the corpse was the spirit snake in a long skirt, holding a long black whip in her hand, and a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The barbed whip was fed with great poison, and the black mark on the corpse's neck was caused by the poison that sealed the throat with blood.

didn't speak, the spirit snake stood by the door, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Tang Yi who was walking towards Kameda Kenji step by step.

"Don't come here, I'm also forced to be helpless, don't think I'm a bully, if you have to break the net, I'll fight with you!"

Kenji Kameda gritted his teeth, he knew very well that even begging for mercy would not survive.

Even if Tang Yi didn't kill himself, the baron wouldn't let him go.

Kneeling on one knee, his right hand grabbed the long blade at his waist, and a pair of vicious eyes stared at Tang Yi.

"Do you think you have what it takes to fight me?"

Tang Yi suddenly made an astonishing move, that is, he directly put away the double thorns in his hand.

A pair of evil eyes, staring at Kameda Kenji.

He didn't stop at his feet, and he approached like this.

"Try it and you'll know if I have it!"

After more than 20 years of hard practice in drawing swords, Kenji Kameda knows too well how far away the other party is from him.

Two steps further, he was within the range of his attack, which was the deadliest part of the sword drawing technique.

He suffered a secret loss before, but he definitely won't this time.

Even if it is death, he will pull a cushion on his back.

"Then I'm going to try it, see if you're fast, or I'm fast!"

Tang Yi, who became more and more courageous, recovered quickly in the fight.

The tightness in his chest hadn't recurred since the last serum incident, and perhaps that was a good thing for him.

So he has to cherish every moment of life and death.

Only by constantly pushing yourself to the brink of death can the body burst out with more power.

One step, two steps.

When Tang Yi's feet were about to hit the ground, Kameda Kenji's knife was also unsheathed.

Fast, the only fatal part of the knife drawing technique is fast.

In just milliseconds, his knife had already slashed through Tang Yi's throat.

The breath of death came to his face, and this knife contained more than twenty years of hard training.

There are no gimmicks, no decorations.

Steady and ruthless, the sharp long blade swept over.

(End of chapter)