He was not allowed to think too much. On the attic, the Ghost King shouted excitedly: "Martial masters of the Dragon Kingdom, come up quickly!"
"The enemy has fallen into the trap, now it's time for you to fight back."
Chen Qing became even more excited and shouted: "Will-o'-the-wisp, White Pig, what are you doing standing still?"
"Hurry, come on!"
"Kill him!"
Will-o'-the-wisp, White Pig and others reacted, waving their weapons, and excitedly rushed towards Qin Tian again.
Qin Tian's eyes were blood red, he roared angrily, and swung his sword to fight the enemy. When he felt that he could no longer control the sword, the unruly blood power in his body burst out again.
He became even crazier.
While suppressing the demon inside the blade, he faced the killers in front of him.
Guihuo and others thought that Qin Tian was on the verge of death. Under his love rival, he slashed two people in succession.
Kill the Grandmaster!
Two people!
The battle situation seems to be tilting towards Qin Tian once again.
"What the hell did you do?"
"Quick, keep casting!"
"Are we going to be cannon fodder?" Seeing how crazy Qin Tian was and how strong his fighting power was, Will-o'-the-Wisp and White Pig couldn't help but turn their eyes red and yell angrily at the Ghost King in the attic.
The Ghost King's face was ashen. He originally thought that the first wave of blood butterflies would be enough to backfire Qin Tian. Unexpectedly, Qin Tian's willpower was so strong.
Moreover, this guy has obviously been fighting for so long, where did he suddenly get his strength?
It looks like a divine help.
He gritted his teeth and grabbed a handful of blood butterflies from his pocket again. This time, he bit the tip of his tongue and squirted blood at the butterflies. Then, he threw them in the direction of Qin Tian.
Although these blood butterflies are made of paper, they seem to be alive. They are looking for a destination. That destination is the Inverse Scale Knife.
And Qin Tian holding the scale-reverse knife.
This time, Qin Tian realized that there was something wrong with these blood butterflies. When they came close, he angrily slashed them away with his knife.
However, there were fierce and cunning enemies around him, and there were too many blood butterflies, so he simply couldn't kill them all.
More and more blood butterflies fell on the knife, on his shoulders, on the top of his head...
Qin Tian's hand waving the knife finally became slower and slower.
There was a pop, and accidentally, the knife that was originally swung to kill the enemy, for some reason, was slashed towards his thigh.
Immediately there was a bloody cut, and blood flowed like a stream.
Ni Lin finally devours the master!
Qin Tian was already going crazy. At this moment, he wanted to throw away the knife, but he held it firmly.
It seemed that it was not his hand holding the knife, but the knife holding his hand.
The knife and hand have been firmly welded together.
That feeling was very strange because his mind had been affected and he fell into madness.
Kill!
Kill them all!
He was swinging his sword wildly, and he was fighting three enemies at the same time. The first enemy was the will-o'-the-wisps.
The second enemy is the devil in the knife.
The third enemy is himself.
At night, there was a lot of noise. However, it was only limited to this small area.
A little further away, the night was still quiet and deserted, and the lake surrounding the island looked even peaceful.
The blood keeps flowing.
People can no longer distinguish between reality and hell.