The night gradually deepened, and there were no fingers to be seen, only the faint moon shone down, and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of silver veil.

Yao Qian climbed over the wall and was discharged from the hospital, and traveled all the way, but the time for a pillar of incense had already arrived in Xicheng.

Xicheng is still the same as before.

The dilapidated rows of low houses had long been plunged into darkness, like a long black snake crawling.

The faintly visible lights are exposed, and most of them are some underground gambling houses or places such as prostitutes and prostitutes, with black smoke and miasma, and demons dancing wildly.

Between the wings of the nose, a faint stench lingered, like the stench of an animal corpse that had been dead for several days.

Yao Qian frowned, there were not many pedestrians on the road, it could even be said to be sparse, there were three or two big cats and kittens, except for some drunkards who even struggled to walk, most of the remaining pedestrians were in a hurry, and they were obviously almost aware of the strange things that had happened in Xicheng recently.

He wandered around the West City aimlessly, and the West City in the darkness was really the cradle of sin.

Even now, there are still all kinds of conflicts in front of us.

Don't be afraid to die to the extreme!

Yao Qian could only think like this in his heart.

After walking around Xicheng, Yao Qian finally stopped, looked at the tall building in front of him, his face bowed, and he walked in.

As soon as he walked to the door, two powerful men came out of it, looking at him with ill intentions, and said.

"May I ask this little brother, what is the important thing to come to the main hall of our Little Knife Society?"

"Knife will?"

Yao Qian asked rhetorically.

For this little knife club, as the lieutenant of Kunyang County, he naturally knew something, knowing that they were one of the three major gangster forces in Kunyang Xicheng, and many prostitutes and prostitutes in Xicheng were controlled by them behind him.

There are more than 100 people in the entire gang, and they have done a lot of evil things that hurt nature and reason and forced the good to become prostitutes.

"That's right, it's the main hall of the Little Knife Society, little brother looks at your eyebrows, is it the good of which of our hall masters?"

The other man, his eyes sinister roamed his face, and there was a hint of greed on his face.

Yao Qian's eyes narrowed, and the blood in his hands flashed.

Burst......

A great head flew up into the sky and landed on the ground, rolling down the stone steps, with confusion in its eyes.

The blood of the headless corpse rushed out like a fountain, lying on its back and falling to the ground, the blood spreading, and the smell of blood came to the face.

Before the other big man could react, his partner was killed.

His legs trembled, and he suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were frightened, and he looked at Yao Qian in disbelief, and said.

"You, you...... Whoever dares to kill us......"

Yao Qian frowned, too lazy to talk nonsense with these scum, and cut it out with another knife.

Multiply......

The big man's eyes looked at his waist in disbelief, and he saw a line of blood burst out from under the torn clothes, and then the entire upper body slid down and fell to the ground.

Entrails and intestines were all over the floor.

But the man was not dead, and fear stimulated his desire to live, and he crawled with both hands, dragging out a thick line of blood and spreading into the house.

Yao Qian followed closely and also walked into it.

At this time, the eyes of the strong man who climbed into the building with half his body were dull, and he still maintained the qualification to crawl, his face was hideous and frightened, and his expression was frozen, obviously dead.

The appearance of a terrifying corpse with half of his body in his eyes immediately caused a shock throughout the building.

I heard a shout and a sound of footsteps.

It was only a few breaths of time, and Yao Qian saw that a few meters away, opposite the half of the corpse, a large number of rough men had gathered.

"Who are you, you dare to kill someone from our Little Knife Society, I think you are tired of being crooked. ”

In the crowd, fierce voices erupted.

Then several people rushed up, Yao Qian's eyebrows furrowed, but the bloody killing knife in his hand was up and down.

Whew......

In just a few breaths, the entire building was already full of corpses, most of them were mutilated, with severed limbs and stumps flying around, blood gushing, staining the entire ground red.

Tick tock......

On the Blood Killing Knife, blood continued to drip down the blood trough, Yao Qian's arm shook, and the blood turned into a blood mist and exploded.

The blade of the knife was smeared on the corpse's tattered clothes, and the cold light was revealed.

The rest of the people who were not dead and had been seriously injured saw this scene, they were all trembling with fright, and their faces were pale, as if they had seen a ghost!

"You...... You...... You...... Who is it?"

Yao Qian was too lazy to respond, this kind of gangster force has always believed in the principle of respecting the strong, and talking nonsense with them, it is better to do it directly, but it is more time-saving and labor-saving, and the goal is achieved more quickly.

He jumped into the air, not bothering to pay attention to the seriously injured man who had fallen to the ground, and headed towards the roof.

After walking around Xicheng, only this place met the requirements in his heart.

Standing on the top of the building, it is enough to overlook most of the entire West City, and with his current five senses, it completely radiates out, if it is really weird, he has an eighty percent chance of being able to detect it.

In just a few breaths, he was already standing on the top of a tall building.

Woowoo......

The sound of the wind in his ears sounded inadvertently, blowing the sound of hunting on his body.

But he didn't care in the slightest, his eyes looked down at the ground, his eyes deep.

At this time, in the main hall of the Little Knife Society, the faces of the several hall masters who stayed behind were gloomy, especially the mutilated corpses under their feet, which were the work of the masters at a glance.

After questioning the seriously injured disciples, they looked at each other and headed towards the roof.

As soon as they reached the bottom of the roof, they saw a figure standing on the roof.

Their faces changed slightly, and they didn't dare to move forward.

They glanced at each other left and right, obviously recognizing the identity of the person in front of them.

Thinking of this, they are all bitter in their hearts.

They don't know how they provoked such a killing god to enter the door.

Yao Qian's ferocious horror, now as long as he is a master and martial artist on Kunyang Road, who doesn't know?

This guy went crazy, and even the masters of the government dared to kill him.

How much more are they?

And this person's cultivation is also extremely high, even the several masters of the Black Mountain Thieves, who are ruthless and murderous people who can stop children crying at night, also collapsed in front of him and sank into the sand, becoming a corpse that no one cares about.

The more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, and the hall masters gathered for a while, and did not dare to step forward, and walked downstairs gently, for fear of attracting the attention of this ruthless man, and cut them down with a knife.

Finally went downstairs, all the hall masters were sweating in their vests, their backs were wet, and cold sweat was dripping on their foreheads, so they didn't have time to wipe them, so they hurried to find the knife to help the master come to take care of it.

Yao Qian didn't know what was going on downstairs, but even if he knew, he didn't care.

He used to be too lazy to spend his efforts, and if this knife would not know how to lift it, he didn't mind, let it completely disappear from Xicheng, and completely erase their traces.

His gaze wandered in the darkness, and his five senses were completely dispersed, and everything around him was in his eyes, ears, and heart.

In the alleys everywhere, you can faintly hear the drunkard's drunken talk, the fight that doesn't agree with each other, and so on.

He was like a beast dormant in the dark, patiently waiting for its prey to show its feet.

Standing on the top of the building, he was motionless, but inside his body, he was running and cultivating the "Three Yin Killing Demon Qi", although it had little effect, but the meat on the ant's legs was also meat.

And it's not that he doesn't have a way to improve his realm now, but that his meridians are too fragile to withstand the expansion of the surging Yin Demon Qi that rolls into the meridians after he ascends to the realm of internal force.

And the continuous cultivation of internal strength, so that the yin and evil qi in the meridians continue to circulate, adapt, strengthen, and refine the meridians, but can speed up this process.

Once the meridians have enough capacity, it is a matter of course to improve again.

Yao Qian was single-minded, and time gradually began to pass, waiting until his internal strength was running dozens of times in his body.

Suddenly, among the five senses, a trace of strangeness suddenly appeared.

Immediately, his eyes opened and he peered into the darkness.

I saw that on a small path not far from him, a figure full of blood suddenly appeared.

This blood qi, in his five senses, condensed but not dispersed, was like a bright torch burning in the darkness.

"Is that you?"

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