The 800 elite Lin family members, the murderers who once shocked the Demon City family, are now attacking along all directions.

They hold different weapons, and some even carry giant axes with blades!

At the commanding heights around, sixteen snipers from the Lin family army appeared in four directions.

Just these snipers are enough to kill any enemy!

What's more, Wu Tian stood in the middle of the martial arts field, with no barriers around him.

At this distance and angle, even a rookie can kill him in one blow.

When Lin Yi heard the report from the sniper team in his ears, he was once again full of confidence.

With my flesh and blood, I want to fight against me, a well-trained warrior, is a delusion!

It's a joke!

Lin Yi raised his hand high.

There were angry roars all around.

The momentum of the eight hundred Lin family troops reached its peak.

The guests all shook their legs and subconsciously shrank to the back.

A group of people from the Du family were even more desperate to get down the seat.

Lin Yi waved his hand fiercely!

The sniper will immediately hook the trigger.

Suddenly, sixteen shimmers flashed, and sixteen crisp sounds were heard almost instantly.

It was not the gunshots of the Lin family snipers, but the combat drone that was elegantly dived from high altitude.

The drone rose again against the commanding heights behind. The sixteen snipers of the Lin family army all fell one by one with a bullet in their foreheads.

It was like flies who had been given anti-worming medicine, falling to the ground one by one.

Lin Yi was stiff all over and screamed in horror from his throat.

With a pounce, his right arm was twisted and broken with a click.

Wutian, dressed in black, appeared in front of him at a time, with disdain in his eyes and his palms as sharp as a blade, directly chopping Lin Yi's right arm.

When Lin Yi's scream sounded, Wutian disappeared again.

Everyone can only see a flying shadow.

The shadow pierced directly into the eight hundred murderers who rushed in, like a hot knife cutting into tofu.

In a few seconds, Wu Tian destroyed seven people in a row!

These seven people are the seven commanders of the Lin family army!

Capture the king first when capturing the thief, and shoot the horse first when shooting people!

Wu Tian was not actually alone at this time.

News from the Royal Intelligence Institute and the Kuroshio Intelligence Department kept ringing in pocket headphones.

"Master Wutian, at nine o'clock, the one with a beard on his face is the last commander!"

Wutian smiled grimly, his figure flashed again, and the last commander fell to the ground on the spot.

The remaining so-called eight hundred warriors have become a rush.

Some of them drew their guns and kept firing in fear.

He didn't hit Wuyuan, but he hit his own people.

Normal training can be said to be invincible, but when it comes to actual combat, the ridiculous Lin family army becomes a mob.

Lin Yi, who was in great pain, finally stood up with special painkillers, saw a scene of despair.

The eight hundred Lin family troops are already in chaos.

Some began to escape, but were shot dead by the invisible night owl drone in the air.

Some people tried to organize a small team to surround the ghostly Wutian, but they were attacked and killed by Wutian from behind before they even approached!

This is daytime!

Seeing that Wu Tian turned into a black-clothed god of death in the martial arts field, he had no room for counterattack.

"He, he seems to be able to see everyone's actions!" Lin Yi's face turned pale like a ghost, and suddenly shuddered: "This, there is a powerful combat system helping him!"

"There are also drones..." Lin Yi's eyes twitched, and his heart fell.

"So, this is the way of fighting in Kuroshiro!"

There was no other murderer in the field, all of whom fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or not.

Wutian appeared in front of Lin Yi and wiped his bloody hands directly with his shirt: "I said that, you are the last one, I want to have fun!"

Starting from Lin Yi's thumb on his left hand, he broke ruthlessly.

Wutian seems to be an art master who is delicately making his own artwork.

When white foam flowed from the corners of Lin Yi's mouth and he was half dead, he threw it away bored.

He pressed the phone in his ear: "Notify Gongsun Jian and the others that he can enter the venue to clean up the garbage."
Chapter completed!