C717 Bloody Battlefield (1/2)

This Mo Long was just as the butler had said, very powerful. Although his whole body was trembling in pain, he did not make a sound, and he even endured the pain as he leaped up, one hand covering his lower body and the other turning into a palm shadow in the air. At the same time, he quickly shot more than a dozen poisonous concealed weapons towards Yang Tian.

His figure flashed and he disappeared on the spot. This was not a joke, even if there were ten oxen among those concealed weapons, it would be enough to kill them a hundred times over. Yang Tian was only one person, if he was infected by this kind of poison, would he still be able to live?

Yang Tian didn't want his brother to die at the hands of the pirates, that would be too unfair. If he died in battle, that would be acceptable, but this Volkswagen ninja would be too vicious and die under their hidden weapons. Not only was it too useless, it would also dishonor the reputation of the Chinese.

Just as Yang Tian dodged Mo Long's concealed weapon, Mo Long also hid himself.

How could Yang Tian let him do as he wished? When he felt the breath of Mo Long's body, even though he couldn't see where Mo Long was, he still sent out a fierce punch into the air. As he punched out, something strange happened.

With a blood-curdling screech, Mo Long's body took form and flew backwards, his other hand covering his abdomen.

Yang Tian's body suddenly sprung up and appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye. He definitely would not leave any chance for the pirates slaves to retaliate.

Killing the enemy as fast as possible was a legend created by a true killer.

When Mo Long saw Yang Tian's unceasing attacks, he was immediately shocked. He released his hand that was covering his lower abdomen and also punched.

Yang Tian sidestepped the punch, and in the next moment, another one heavily hit his opponent's lower abdomen.

Mo Long cried out in pain as his body lurched forward. Yang Tian struck his chin with a small hook and sent him flying. At the same time, a tooth flew out from his mouth.

In terms of martial arts, he was above the Spirit Fox, but the situation was the opposite. Yang Tian could not attack Mo Long, but that was only if Mo Long did not enter the defensive area of the castle.

Mo Long's mission was to enter the Bell Family Castle, and he had no choice but to step into Yang Tian's forbidden area. Ninjas' moves focused on offense and had no ability to defend. In this situation, Yang Tian was in the dark while Mo Long was in the open.

However, the moment Yang Tian launched his attack, Mo Long had no offensive power at all. He was like a hedgehog that had its thorns retracted; he had no combat power at all.

However, Mo Long's misfortune had yet to come to an end. His body heavily crashed into a small tree and bounced back, just in time to hit Yang Tian who had arrived in front of him.

He threw out a punch, which hit him in the stomach. While he was leaning forward, he punched him in the jaw, and another tooth flew out. He wanted to slowly play with this Volkswagen slave to death. Who told him to be a Sato? The mistake was that he shouldn't have come here, the mistake was that he shouldn't have become Yang Tian's enemy.

Mo Long screamed again and flew backwards until he landed on a small tree. Yang Tian was already in front of him, his two fists were punched out alternately, and as his fists landed on flesh, he began to curse loudly, ”F * ck …” ”Your grandmother! How dare you be so arrogant. I'll let you know the consequences of provoking your father …”

Under Yang Tian's curses, Mo Long collapsed like a piece of rotten meat, falling onto the ground. Blood was continuously spurting out from the corner of his mouth, his hands and feet were still unconsciously twitching. When Yang Tian saw Mo Long's appearance clearly, he was immediately shocked.

In just a short moment, dozens of people had died in this dark forest.

Two-thirds of the people had died in Yang Tian's hands, or perhaps they just realized at this moment what an expert was. Experts were not powerful forces, but a combination of intelligence and strength.

Screams of killing could be heard. Because of Yang Tian's appearance, they were even braver. The 72 Dragon Gate disciples began a bloody baptism towards these so-called experts. A bloody battle began.

Perhaps it was at this moment that they truly experienced what it meant to be the world's most murderous war and the most bloody slaughter.

”Hahaha …” With a long laugh, all of the subordinates that the old man had brought had died by Yang Tian's hands. The rest of the people were also working hard to kill him.