Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 124: The massacre lasted all night, corpses piled up like mountains, bones were scattered all over the ground, blood flowed like a river, and the foreigners were mentally collapsed.

"Da da da... boom boom boom..."

In the dark night, the darkness as thick as ink seemed to swallow everything, but it could not cover up the fierce war.

One by one, the star power practitioners approached the foreign soldiers' camp silently like ghosts in the dark night.

They are agile and quick, and can move freely in the dark.

He was dressed in a black nightgown, blending in perfectly with the night. Only the occasional flash of cold light indicated the presence of the sharp blade in his hand.

The foreign soldiers widened their eyes in horror, held their guns nervously, and tried to find the attacker in the dark.

However, the star power practitioners were so fast and their movements were so erratic that the foreign soldiers were unable to capture their exact targets.

"Damn it! Where the hell are they?"

A foreign soldier roared, his voice full of fear and anger.

Then, he pulled the trigger frantically, and the bullets shot aimlessly into the darkness, leaving only short and dazzling flashes of fire.

At this moment, the star power practitioners took advantage of the panic of the foreign soldiers and approached quickly.

One of them leaped out like a ghost, and the dagger in his hand flashed a cold light under the firelight.

In an instant, the throats of several foreign soldiers were cut at the same time, and they fell to the ground without even having time to scream.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The foreign soldiers nearby saw this scene and screamed in horror.

They turned around in panic, firing randomly into the darkness.

However, this was just a futile waste of bullets.

"Boom boom boom..."

As the foreign gunners opened fire, the shells drew arcs in the night sky.

Then, in the distance, it exploded, raising clouds of dust and fire.

But this did not stop the star power practitioners from attacking, but instead stimulated their desire to attack even more.

There were people with high levels of physical training who relied on their terrifying bounce to fly up to the watchtower.

With a sweep of the sword in his hand, he instantly took care of seven or eight sentinels.

In an instant, the lights went out, and the foreign soldiers fell into deeper fear and chaos.

At the same time, foreign commanders from various countries shouted at the top of their lungs, trying to organize an effective defense.

But in this darkness, like a headless fly, it is impossible to form an effective resistance.

“Hahahaha… Kill, kill, kill… A bunch of foreign dogs dare to enter the Central Plains… Go to hell!”

"Three hundred and sixty-four... three hundred and sixty-five... I have successfully doubled my training speed again... It feels great!"

"Die, die, die... How dare a mere ant come here and act like a wild beast?"

"..."

The star power practitioners let out bursts of crazy laughter that echoed in the night sky, like the voices of demons from hell.

Their eyes flashed with madness and bloodthirstiness, and they began a crazy slaughter.

The figures were floating around like ghosts, so fast that the foreign soldiers could hardly catch up with them.

Every time he attacked, he was filled with endless murderous intent and terrifying power.

The foreign soldiers looked at the night in horror, their hearts filled with despair and fear.

Despite their desperate resistance, the guns in their hands continued to fire.

But in front of the powerful force of the star power practitioners, it seems so pale and powerless.

Every moment, a large number of foreign soldiers died.

The attacks of the Star Power practitioners were like a violent storm, ruthlessly harvesting lives. Some foreign soldiers were directly knocked away by the powerful impact, their bodies drew an arc in the air, fell heavily to the ground, and there was no movement anymore.

Some soldiers had their throats cut by sharp blades in an instant, and blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath their feet red.

Some foreign soldiers were completely frightened and either ran away or found places to hide.

On the battlefield, screams rang out one after another, and shouts and cries for help were intertwined, but they could not stop death from coming.

In a flash, corpses piled up like mountains and blood gathered into rivers.

The smell of blood filled the air, so strong that it was nauseating.

The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth, with the shadow of death looming in every corner.

However, the laughter of the star power practitioners became more and more crazy. They were already immersed in the pleasure of killing and couldn't extricate themselves.

The foreign soldiers continued to fire their guns, but their eyes were filled with despair.

They don't know whether they will die in the next moment. This fear of the unknown causes their psychological defenses to gradually collapse.

The thick night was torn apart time and again by the artillery fire, and each flash revealed the hideous outlines of those star power practitioners.

Those figures were agile yet mysterious, moving around the battlefield like ghosts.

In the firelight, the unique faces of Oriental people were looming, their distorted and fanatical expressions were as terrifying as demons, exuding a terrifying aura.

Their movements were swift and fierce, like a black torrent sweeping over.

The weapon in his hand was swung with a death roar.

Every attack is precise and deadly, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe.

Many foreign soldiers had just raised their guns and had not had time to aim when the dark shadows approached like ghosts.

Then, the cold blade instantly cut across the throat, and blood spurted out in the fire.

The eyes of those foreign soldiers also lost their luster at this moment, and their bodies fell down weakly.

In another direction, a group of foreign soldiers tried to form a defensive line, but the black shadows broke through the defense line in an instant like a black storm.

Some black shadows leaped high and swooped down from the air. The long knives in their hands flashed coldly in the firelight and pierced straight into the soldiers' chests.

Some dark shadows shuttled through the crowd, stabbing quickly with the short blades in their hands, causing splashes of blood each time.

The cries and screams on the battlefield were drowned out by the sound of artillery fire and the laughter of the black shadows.

These dark shadows seemed tireless and fearless, only immersed in the carnival of killing.

Wherever he went, life disappeared as quickly as a withered flower.

Some young foreign soldiers were so frightened by the horrific scene before them that they collapsed to the ground, trembling and trying to retreat, shouting and screaming.

"Oh my god! God bless you!"

Then, he was stepped on by the black shadow, and then his head was ruthlessly chopped off with a knife. He was sent to see God.

The figures of the star power practitioners jumped and flickered in the firelight, like messengers from hell executing cruel judgments on the earth.

Their existence turned the entire battlefield into a bloody slaughterhouse, and life became so fragile and vulnerable in front of them.

Every moment, more foreign soldiers' lives were ruthlessly taken away.

And this nightmarish massacre seems to have no end.

This sudden attack and killing lasted all night.

When the sky was getting brighter and the sun was about to rise, those star power practitioners also began to kill their way out.

Although they are no longer afraid of bullet attacks from ordinary guns, there are still many foreigners and they don't want to capsize in the ditch.

What's more, after a night of slaughter, they just wanted to take a rest.

(End of this chapter)