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The city is full of killing machines (2), on a rainy day, with a knife and no umbrella

A long, long, long time ago......

For a long time, even the dark god of Monchi himself forgot when.

Maybe it's been since birth.

He was also born into the Monchi clan, he will always get less than the Monchi spirit, his life is like a charity, no matter how good he does, no matter how good he is, the family always has a disdain for him.

And Meng Qi Soul has been cultivated by the family since he was a child, and even if his cultivation qualifications are mediocre, he does not hesitate to spend a lot of resources.

From childhood to adulthood, he was better than the Monchilie, but he did not receive a trace of appreciation, everything he did was given to him by the Monchilie, and from then on the hatred in his heart began to take root, until the woman he loved most left him to marry the Monchilie, and the hatred was monstrous.

He hates.

He hated all the Monchi, he hated his father, he hated his mother, he hated the soul of Monchi......

So.

He killed them all.

The hatred in his heart was not completely vented, and the hatred in his heart still existed after killing Meng Qi Lie's soul, because his cultivation was cultivated by the Meng Qi Soul Alliance, and it was Meng Qilie's soul guilt that made up for him, but these were like a sharp thorn, stabbing in his heart.

He wants to get the Monchi Business Alliance, and he wants to rewrite everything.

For this day, he prepared for a lifetime.

When Meng Qi Yan'er crossed the desert from the Burning Sky Continent, he gathered all his forces in Kunlun City, and he understood that although Meng Qi Lie's soul was dead, he must have left a backup move, because when he died, he had already known that his parents were killed by him.

He was shocked.

Recalling the moment when he killed his parents, he didn't have a trace of regret in his heart, and some still had unfinished hatred.

When he thought that he took it for granted to become the president of the Mengqi Business Alliance, he found that all the Mengqi Spirits had already been arranged, and the only obstacle he had now was Mengqi Yan'er, as long as he killed her and obtained the Mengqi Crest, then no one could shake his position as the president.

Chase all the way, fail all the way.

Everything seemed to be some kind of deliberate arrangement, and he couldn't help but be annoyed.

Now that they are playing face-to-face games, looking at her calm and calm expression, the kind of eyes that are the same as her father's, the hatred in his heart is churning like a spring, his face is dark, and he said coldly: "You are really going to die!"

"Uncle, stop it. A look of pity flashed on Meng Qiyan'er's face, she sighed, frowned, and said, "It's too late to stop now." ”

"Haha......"

"You are really like your father, and even the words are the same. ”

Meng Qi secretly laughed coldly a few times, and said, "Let you see my power......"

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning flashed, instantly illuminating the entire Kunlun City, and Meng Qi's dark god's face became extremely hideous.

The rain was pouring down, and there was no intention of stopping.

The air becomes more oppressive.

"Hey......"

"I'm out of alcohol. ”

The black-robed monk burped, got up and walked to the door, looked at the sky that was confused by the heavy rain, and pricked his mouth and said, "It's time to give people money for wine." ”

Turning around, he asked, "Donor, do you have an umbrella?"

Qin Tian smiled: "I have a knife." ”

The black-robed monk looked at Qin Tian, and felt more and more like it in his heart, and said, "What knife?"

Qin Tiandao: "The knife that kills." ”

The black-robed monk said, "Bring an umbrella on a rainy day." ”

Qin Tiandao: "It's a rainy day, that's why you have to bring a knife, and you have to bring a knife to kill people." ”

The black-robed monk smiled and said, "The old man also has a knife, but I don't know if he can kill people." ”

After speaking, he took out a finger-long 'knife' from his sleeve for a long time, which was very sharp, and the rotten thread that cut off the sleeve buckle had to be pulled for a long time, and the monk sighed heavily and said: "I haven't used a knife for a long time, and I have become rusty." ”...,

Qin Tian couldn't help but laugh.

"Boom la la ......"

"Boom la la ......"

The heavy rain continued, the gate at the entrance of the courtyard was suddenly opened, Chen Yi rushed in with the other five brothers, his brows furrowed, his face was extremely anxious, and when he saw Qin Tian and the black-robed monk standing at the door, he immediately said, "Boss, there are people outside." ”

Qin Tian nodded slightly, his blood couldn't stop boiling, and said, "You all go into the house, don't come out again." ”

"No, I can't. ”

"Let's fight together!"

Chen Liu's face was stunned, the aura on his body exploded, and he looked angry, and he didn't know where he found a jet-black blunt knife, the knife was shiny, as if he had just cut something greasy, and the rain fell and quickly slid down.

It's not just Chen Liu.

Chen Yi and the others were all armed with a black blunt knife, and they were murderous.

Qin Tian looked sideways at the knife in the black-robed monk's hand and laughed again.

The monk showed an embarrassed expression, looked at the knife in his hand, and folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, donor, my second preference is to tell you now." ”

"Crossing people with knives!"

As soon as the words fell, the murderous spirit raged!

"Crossing people with a knife?!" Qin Tian repeated, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled.

"Boom ......"

The thunder shook the sky, and the sky seemed to explode.

As this muffled thunder fell, Qin Tian's eyes were stunned, he took out the dragon knife, and stepped out, still falling from the rain, crackling on the dragon knife, like a burst of heavy metal music playing, every time he took a step, the muffled thunder in the sky fell heavily, playing the most gorgeous movement of killing.

The black-robed monk looked at the finger-long knife in his hand again, revealing a look of envy, looking at Qin Tian's back, and said enviously: "His knife is so big!"

Beholder.

Filling the sky, the killing intent in the sky has not diminished by more than half a point since they entered Kunlun City, and the moment the black-robed monk put down the wine jug, the killing intent in the sky suddenly changed and became even more intense, the kind of killing intent that rushed straight to the heart and was unstoppable made Qin Tian feel excited from the bottom of his bones.

The blood gradually boiled.

Because of his cultivation of the Dao of Killing, he liked this atmosphere of murderous intent more than anyone else, the feeling of suppressing it in his heart, making his whole body tense, and dying if he was not careful, he had a kind of paranoid love.

Qin Tian walked into the courtyard, Chen Liu took the lead in following, followed by Chen Yi and them.

The black-robed monk was the last.

Because he was struggling with whether to bring an umbrella or not.

On a rainy day, with a knife or an umbrella, there is a kind of anger and killing in ten steps, and not leaving a line for thousands of miles.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The black-robed monk had words in his mouth, as if he was repenting, and it was like chanting a scripture to transcend, but at this moment, the eight golden true dragons on his body faintly flashed, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

From this moment on.

The aura on his body suddenly changed, like an evil ghost Buddha crawling out of hell.

"Bang, boom......"

A lightning bolt hundreds of thousands of kilometers long pierced the sky, announcing the beginning of the killing feast.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill......"

Qin Tian drank heavily, looking at the black-robed people all over the street, his face was stunned, and his heart burst into flames, "Ninth-level rage!"

"Boom!"

The power of one thousand and twenty-four attributes exploded in the body, and as soon as the rage came out, the dragon knife trembled violently, as if smelling the smell of blood and trembling with excitement, Qin Tian's face was as cold as frost, and the killing intent in his heart reached the highest point, and suddenly his eyes were twisted, and the cold light of the dragon knife suddenly appeared, and a knife was swung out.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Qin Tian rushed into the crowd of black oppressors, as if killing a god.

The streets and alleys of Kunlun City were all black-robed people, and their strength was above the low-level sages, and they were like swarms of locusts, constantly flocking to the courtyard where Qin Tian was.

It was a hand-to-hand killing feast.

It's like a super soldier rushing into a horde of monsters to fight and fight bloodily.

Kill shouts.

Screams.

The sound shook the sky.

But in Qin Tian's ears, there were strings of pleasant and beautiful system ascension tones, that kind of beauty was indescribable, watching the experience superimpose crazily, watching the consumption of qigong value rise back in an instant, that feeling was incomparable. ..., "Chen Yi, you take care of yourself. ”

Qin Tian directly split a low-level sage in half with a single sword, and when he saw Chen Yi and them in a bitter battle, his eyebrows were slightly anxious.

When he was really distracted, a mid-level sage spear waved, and a fierce spear blade hit Qin Tian's life gate, Qin Tian snorted coldly, smiled faintly, and said, "It's too weak, give me ...... death"

The dragon knife flashed, the flesh shattered, the primordial spirit was cracked, and a holy core was in hand.

"Don't worry. ”

"We're okay with these people. ”

Chen Yi smiled easily, the black knife in his hand did not stop, injuring several people in a row, Chen Er on his side rushed up like thunder and killed the injured people one by one, their cooperation was like fire and pure affection, even in the face of high-level sages, they were not weak.

Seeing this, Qin Tian's heart was relieved, and he exploded even more unscrupulously.

This was the happiest time he ever came to the Holy Realm.

Purely in the brush experience.

I couldn't help but thank Meng Qi Dark God in my heart, if he didn't really know where to find these people to kill, good people!

Suddenly.

Qin Tian's face changed, and a strange strong spiritual aura in the breath law induction hit over, this spiritual aura was specifically aimed at the attack in the Zhihai Yuan Shen, as long as it entered the Zhihai Sea, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Bald donkey!"

"Kill him for me. ”

Qin Tian sensed it, and the black-robed monk naturally sensed it too.

After the black-robed monk folded his hands and recited the sentence 'Amitabha', the eight-day golden dragon on his body soared straight into the sky, and there were bursts of dragon groans in the thick clouds.

"Boom!"

In the law of breath, that powerful spiritual aura suddenly disappeared.

Qin Tian smiled evilly, rushed into the crowd again, and wantonly scraped his experience......

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"You don't seem to be a good person. ”

Standing at the window of Tongtian Pavilion, quietly watching everything that happened below, Meng Qiyan'er's palms were already soaked, but her panicked expression could not be seen on her face at all, and her calm appearance made the people present admire from the heart.

The corners of Meng Qi's mouth were hooked, watching his people fall one after another, there was no change in his eyes, and he smiled lightly: "This is just the beginning, they are just hors d'oeuvres, and later you will find that Qin Tian, and even the monk of the Dragon Elephant Temple will die ugly." ”

Is the killing feast just the beginning?

If it was the beginning, Qin Tian hoped that it would never end......

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