Chapter 550: Night of Slaughter (Three)

u Hongxiu who walked in. She wore a sky-blue off-shoulder gown, her hair slightly pulled up, revealing her swan-like snow-white and slender neck. Her delicate face was flawless and beautiful to the ex...The wooden building's door was kicked open. The man who had been swept by Ye Junlang's leg flew into the wooden building and crashed heavily to the ground. He was dead when he fell.

Inside the wooden building, there were more than ten Tokyo group members. They were caught off guard to see their own group members being kicked flying inside by someone. The faces of these dozen people all changed.

"Damn it!"

Who

"Dare to come and trespass, kill them!"

These dozen or so people opened their mouths and roared, immediately grabbing the weapons at hand, mostly swords.

Apart from these dozen or so people, on this floor and above the second floor, there were powerful auras filled with intense killing intent that gradually revived. There were about seven or eight of them. These seven or eight people must be the strong warriors at the level of killing generals in the Tokyo team.

At the top of the stairs, a steady stream of footsteps echoed down, accompanied by a palpable wave of murderous intent. It was clear that there were still people upstairs, swarming towards the floor below.

"Now we can really let loose." Ye Junlang said.

Tie Zheng sneered, a killing intent flashing in his eyes, and said, "Then let the slaughter begin!"

As they were speaking, Ye Junlang's figure surged forward, charging toward the group of attackers. His movements were lightning-fast as he unleashed a flurry of strikes.

Iron forged, Te Chung held a long sword in his hand. He possessed unparalleled strength; the long blade danced in his hands, whipping up chilling blades of wind. With every swing, he’d cleave through skulls with ease.

You Mei didn't speak, but her actions were no slower than Ye Junlang and Tie Zheng. She held a curved blade with sharp sawteeth in her hand, her figure transforming into a streak of light, like a ghost, gliding past the Tokyo Group members.

Often, only after her figure had slipped past would those hands bloom with crimson flowers upon their throats.

……

Outside the main building.

Kugata, Do-Wolf, Hakuryu, and Duyan first divided into three groups and rushed into three rooms. The Tokyo Group members inside were caught completely off guard. Facing the Satan Army warriors with rich combat experience and overwhelming attack capabilities, these Tokyo Group members had no way to resist.

When the mad towers burst out of those three houses, all of Tokyo's men inside had already been wiped out.

Meanwhile, in the other houses, members of the Tokyo team also started to feel something was wrong. One by one, they came out armed, about seventy or eighty of them, and immediately clashed with Seven, including Krad Tower and Hegemon.

Inevitably, a battle broke out.

Kuang Ta's mouth stretched into a savage grin. His burly frame, resembling a mountain, combined with his heavy killing intent, made him look like a black bear in a frenzy. He wore finger knives on both hands because he liked to punch people. Coupled with the lethality of the finger knives, the effect was perfect.

Phew!

A battle axe swung through the air with tremendous force, wielded by a burly and powerful man who was charging towards the mad tower.

Kuang Ta sidestepped, the battleaxe whizzing past him. In that instant, Kuang Ta's right fist blasted forward, catching the burly man completely off guard.

Bang!

The punch slammed into the man's forehead, his head almost exploding. When Kuang Ta pulled his fist back, he saw that the spikes on the knuckle duster he wore had left four bloody holes in the man's forehead.

This man was, of course, dead as a doornail.

Kuang Ta moved, continuing to charge forward. He looked like a tank, crushing members of the Tokyo Group under his feet wherever he went. The knuckles on his gloves were already stained with thick blood.

The battle was fierce, like a bloodthirsty wolf charging in with its fangs bared. He wielded a military knife, slashing and thrusting at the five or six opponents surrounding him. His mastery of combat transformed every joint on his body into a weapon. Besides the already blood-soaked military knife, his fists, elbows, knees, and more were all used to suppress the enemies before him.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex appeared as if a fierce dragon had come to life, emanating an unmatched aura of power and dominance. His every move was filled with ruthless aggression and bravery that was impossible to match. He struck with deadly force, each blow often resulting in instant death. In the blink of an eye, his surroundings were littered with the bodies of fallen Tokyo Group members.

Du Yan's movements were as nimble as a swallow, dodging the Tokyo Gang members who surrounded her. A military knife in her hand flashed with every move, leaving a trail of blood. With her agile steps, she weaved through the attackers, keeping them at bay.

Off the battlefield, she is a dedicated war surgeon; on the battlefield, she is also a sharp bayonet.

Cold Strike, Fang Lie, and Zhan Feng formed a triangular assault formation. They covered each other's flanks and attacked from all sides. The three fought in perfect harmony, killing their way forward. Their clothes were already stained red with the blood of their enemies.

The melee outside the main building had escalated to a white-hot frenzy. Screams echoed incessantly, and the sickening stench of blood hung heavy in the air. The area seemed to have transformed into a horrifyingly gruesome hellish landscape.

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Inside the main building.

When Nakamura Sanjō and eight other master swordsmen, leading over twenty men, rushed down, they saw a horrifyingly bloody scene in the main hall.

The more than ten elite warriors who had originally gathered in the main hall were all killed.

The crimson blood flowed across the main hall floor, a sickening sight that was both horrifying and nauseating.

Nakamurayama Jizo also saw Ye Junlang, Tie Zheng, and You Mei. His eyes turned cold, and he angrily asked, "Who are you"

Here comes the person to settle the score with you.

Ye Junlang replied, fixing his gaze on Nakamura Sanzo and saying, "You are Nakamura Sanzo, aren't you"

"Dare to come looking for death, then I'll fulfill you! Charge and kill him!" Nakamurajima roared angrily.

Eight masters of the killing general level moved, their faces cold, with a bloody murderous aura emanating from them. They led those elite warriors of the Tokyo team to surround and kill Ye Junlang and his companions.

There's nothing much to say, tonight is bound to be a night of carnage.

Ye Junlang roared, his aura like a dragon, with an invincible air. He charged forward, his weapon whirling in his hand, transforming into streaks of light, points of cold light appearing out of thin air, stabbing at the enemies rushing towards him.

Tie Zhen grinned ferociously, waving his long blade with a whoosh. It transformed into a chain-like blade aura that slashed forward, killing ruthlessly. He himself had already charged towards the swarming opponents.

The ghostly beauty locked onto a master-level warrior. Her figure flickered several times, breaking through the layers of surrounding attackers like a phantom, and arrived beside this master-level expert. The curved blade in her hand had already launched its fatal strike.

A massacre was thus ushered in.

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