Invincible Level Up

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Murder in the City (2), on a rainy day, with a knife but no umbrella

Long, long, long ago...

For a long time, even the dark god Meng Qi himself forgot when.

Maybe it started from birth.

Also born into the Mengqi family, he will always get less than what Mengqi Liehun wants. His life is like a kind of charity. No matter how well he does, no matter how outstanding he is, the family always treats him with A kind of disdain.

And Meng Qi Liehun was cultivated by the family with all their strength since childhood, even if his cultivation aptitude is mediocre, he would not hesitate to spend a lot of resources.

Ever since he was a child, he has been better than Meng Qiliehun in everything, but he has not received a sliver of appreciation. Everything he has is given to him by Mengqiliehun. After the woman she loved left him to marry Meng Qiliehun, she hated her so much.

he hates.

He hates all members of the Mengqi family, he hates his father, his mother, and the soul of Mengqi...

so.

He killed them all.

The hatred in his heart has not been completely vented. After killing Meng Qiliehun, the hatred in his heart still exists, because his cultivation base was cultivated by the Mengqi Business Alliance, and it was Mengqiliehun who felt guilty for what he did to him. Make up, but these are like a sharp thorn, stabbed in the heart.

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

For this day, he prepared his whole life.

When Meng Qiyan'er crossed the desert from the Liekong Continent, he gathered all his forces in Kunlun City. He knew that although Meng Qilie's soul was dead, he must have left behind. He knew that his parents were killed by him.

He was in shock.

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

Only when he thought that he became the chairman of the Mengqi Business League for granted, did he realize that everything had been arranged for Mengqi Liehun long ago. His only obstacle now is Mengqi Yaner. The coat of arms, no one can shake his position as president.

All the way to kill, all the way to failure.

Everything looked like some kind of deliberate arrangement, which made him extremely annoyed.

Now they are playing face-to-face, seeing her calm and composed expression, the kind of look in her father's eyes, the hatred in his heart boiled like a spring, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "You Really die!"

"Uncle, stop." Meng Qiyan'er had a regretful look on his face, sighed, frowned and said: "It's too late to stop now."

"Ha ha……"

"You are really similar to your father, even what you say is the same."

Meng Qi Anshen smiled coldly, and said: "Let you see my power..."

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning flashed across Kunlun City instantly, and Meng Qi Anshen's face became ferocious.

The rain was pouring down with no intention of stopping.

The air became more oppressive.

"Why……"

"No more wine."

The black-robed monk hiccupped, got up and walked to the door, looked at the sky blurred by the heavy rain, and said with a pout, "It's time to pay for the wine."

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

Qin Tian smiled and said, "I have a knife."

The black-robed monk looked at Qin Tian, ​​feeling more and more liking in his heart, and said, "What knife?"

Qin Tian said: "The knife for killing people."

The black-robed monk said: "When it rains, you should bring an umbrella."

Qin Tiandao: "It's raining, that's why you have to bring a knife, and a murder knife."

The black-robed monk smiled and said, "I also have a knife, but I don't know if it can kill people."

After speaking, he took out a finger-long 'knife' from his sleeve for a long time, and it was so sharp that it would take a long time to cut off the rotten thread of the sleeve button. The monk sighed heavily and said, "It's been a long time. I don’t use a knife anymore, and I’ve become unfamiliar.”  …

Qin Tian couldn't help laughing.

"Clatter..."

"Clatter..."

The heavy rain continued, and the gate of the yard was suddenly opened. Chen Yi rushed in with five other brothers, his brows furrowed like a mountain, and his face was extremely anxious. Seeing Qin Tian and the black-robed monk standing at the door, he immediately said: "Boss, It's full of people outside."

Qin Tian nodded slightly, his blood boiled uncontrollably, and said: "You all go into the house, don't come out again."

"no."

"Let's fight together!"

Chen Liu's face was stunned, the aura on his body exploded, and he looked furious. He didn't know where he found a black blunt knife. The knife was shiny with oil, as if he had just cut something greasy. , quickly slipped down.

It's not just Chen Liu.

Chen Yi and the others were all holding a black blunt knife with a murderous look.

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, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I will tell you my second preference now."

"Use a knife to cross people!"

As soon as the words fell, murderous aura raged!

"Use a knife to cross people?!" 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 the muffled thunder fell, Qin Tian's eyes froze, he pulled out the dragon knife, and took a step forward. The rain still fell and landed on the dragon knife with a crackling sound, like a burst of heavy metal music. The sound fell heavily, and the most magnificent movement of killing was played.

The black-robed monk looked at the one-finger-long knife in his hand again, showing a look of envy. Looking at Qin Tian's back, he said enviously, "His knife is so big!"

Murderous.

Filling the sky, the murderous intent in the sky has not diminished since they entered Kunlun City. The moment the black-robed monk put down the jug, the murderous intent in the sky suddenly changed and became more intense. The killing intent made Qin Tian feel excited from the bottom of his heart.

The blood gradually boiled up.

Because of his practice of killing, he likes this atmosphere full of killing intent more than anyone else, the feeling of being suppressed in his heart, making his whole body tense, and dying if he is not careful, he has a paranoid love.

When Qin Tian walked into the courtyard, Chen Liu followed up first, followed by Chen Yi and the others.

The black-robed monk was the last one.

Because he was struggling whether to bring an umbrella.

On a rainy day, with a knife but no umbrella, there is a sense of angrily killing every ten steps and never staying behind.

"Amitabha……"

The black-robed monk was chanting words, as if he was repenting, or chanting scriptures to transcend, but at this moment, the eight golden dragons on his body faintly flashed out, and a sharp light shone from his eyes.

From now on.

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

"Bang, bang..."

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

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Qin Tian drank heavily, looked at the people in black robes all over the street, his face was startled, and he drank violently in his heart, "Level nine berserk!"

"boom!"

The power of one thousand and twenty-four attributes exploded in the body, and as soon as the rage came out, the Dragon Saber trembled violently, as if it smelled the smell of blood and trembled with excitement, Qin Tian's face was as cold as frost, and the killing intent in his heart reached the highest level point, suddenly twisted his eyes, the dragon knife flashed coldly, and swung it out.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Qin Tian rushed into the black crowd like a god of death.

The streets and alleys of Kunlun City are full of people in black robes, and their strength is above the low-level saints. They are like swarms of locusts, constantly flocking to Qin Tian's courtyard.

This is a hand-to-hand killing feast.

It's like a super soldier rushing into a group of monsters to fight, fighting bloody battles.

Kill shouts.

screams.

The sound is loud.

But in Qin Tian's ears, there are a series of pleasant system boosting sounds, the beauty is indescribable, watching the crazy superimposition of experience, watching the consumed qigong value instantly rise back, the feeling is unparalleled. …

"Chen Yi, take care of yourselves."

Qin Tian cut a low-ranking saint in half with a single knife, seeing Chen Yi and the others getting into a hard fight, his brows frowned slightly.

When he was really distracted, a mid-level saint swung his spear and drew a fierce spear point directly at Qin Tian's gate of life. Qin Tian snorted coldly, smiled faintly, and said, "Too weak, let me die……"

With a flash of the dragon knife, the body was shattered, the primordial spirit was shattered, and a holy core was obtained.

"rest assured."

"We're still fine with these guys."

Chen Yi smiled easily, the black knife in his hand kept wounding several people in a row, and Chen Er beside him rushed forward like thunder and beheaded the injured people one by one. The saint is by no means weak.

Seeing this, Qin Tian's heart relaxed, and he started killing more recklessly.

This is the happiest time he has come to the holy world.

Pure brushing experience.

I couldn't help but thank Dark God Mengqi in my heart, if it wasn't for him, I really don't know where to find these people to kill, good man!

suddenly.

Qin Tian's complexion changed, and an extremely strong spiritual breath rushed over from the induction of the law of breath. This kind of spiritual breath is specially aimed at the attack in the primordial spirit of the sea of ​​consciousness. As long as it enters the sea of ​​consciousness, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Vald donkey!"

"Kill him for me."

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

The black-robed monk clasped his hands together and said "Amitabha", the eight-heaven golden dragon on his body shot straight into the sky, made dragon roars in the thick clouds, and then fell down like a mountain with overwhelming power.

"boom!"

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

Qin Tian grinned ferociously, rushed into the crowd again, wantonly collecting experience...

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"Your people don't seem to be good enough."

Standing at the window of Tongtian Pavilion, quietly watching what happened below, Meng Qiyan'er's palms were already soaked, but there was no panic expression on her face, her calm demeanor made everyone present admire her from the heart stand up.

The corner of Mengqi Dark God's mouth curled up, watching his people fall one by one, without any change in his eyes, he smiled slightly: "This is just the beginning, they are just appetizers, and you will find Qin Tian later , even the monk at Longxiang Temple will die in an ugly way."

Is the killing feast just the beginning?

If it is the beginning, Qin Tian hopes that it will never end...

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