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"Holy shit!"

Company Commander Zhao was so startled that he dropped his cigarette and stumbled backward, drawing his pistol.

"Kill that mad dog!"

The other soldiers reacted quickly and retreated to create distance.

One of the fastest-reacting soldiers had already raised his gun and was ready to fire.

"what!"

But then he let out a scream.

His entire right hand was inexplicably severed at the wrist, and the gun fell to the ground with a "thud".

Immediately afterwards, the man stepped forward and punched the soldier, punching a bloody hole in his chest.

Company Commander Zhao looked towards the door and felt as if his soul had exploded.

But then a young man in a white short-sleeved shirt walked into the courtyard, his expression aloof and his gait composed.

With a single gesture, a phantom of a sharp blade emerged from his fingertips.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a soldier had his wrist or his entire arm severed.

Then he was killed by the man in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, all seven or eight of his men lay dead in pools of blood, their deaths extremely gruesome.

What kind of sorcery is this?

Company Commander Zhao felt his legs go weak; the young man behind him was the truly terrifying one!

That young man was none other than Chen Yi!

He and Di Qing rushed into the village in a great hurry, only to find that the soldiers were setting fires everywhere, raping and looting.

Di Qing ran wildly into his house, and then went completely mad.

He saw his wife lying in a pool of blood, and two burly, white-skinned men were about to undress her.

Overwhelmed with grief and rage, he roared and charged in.

Chen Yi was also furious upon seeing this.

He knew that Di Qing needed to vent his anger, so he didn't kill anyone. Instead, he used a wisp of innate golden energy to sever the arm of anyone who tried to fire a shot.

At this moment, the two Western strongmen also realized what was happening, stood up, turned around, and looked at the angry Di Qing with excited smiles on their lips.

"Heh, there are two more here who dare to resist, Jim, one for each of us."

A pale-skinned man grinned menacingly and threw a fist the size of a pot lid at Di Qing.

Di Qing moved with incredible speed, taking a step forward to dodge his fist, and then raised his hand to throw a punch.

boom!

Right in the center of the temple.

The Western strongman's head was almost half shattered, and he collapsed with a thud, like a small mountain.

"A...a martial artist with hidden strength!"

The other white guy named Jim was so frightened by this that he felt a chill run down his spine.

Westerners do not practice martial arts, but some of them are naturally awakened to mysterious powers.

The least impressive were tall, strong, and incredibly powerful, and were called Western strongmen.

Such a person is simply strong and physically tough, roughly equivalent to a Ming Jin martial artist who practices body tempering in the East.

However, when encountering a martial artist who uses internal energy to kill enemies, such as one with hidden strength, they are destined to be slaughtered.

Jim was terrified to the point of running away after encountering a martial artist with internal strength.

"Die!"

Di Qing rushed forward and kicked him in the back.

boom!

Jim was kicked face-first into the dirt, falling to the ground with a thud, his teeth knocked out, and his mouth filled with mud and blood.

"You beast! Die!"

Di Qing, like a maddened beast, charged forward, mounted Jim, and slammed his fist, the size of a sandbag, down towards his head.

"Ah! Stop! Let's talk this out..."

Jim suddenly felt a wetness in his crotch and was so frightened that he begged for mercy.

boom!

But the fist didn't stop; one punch and half of his head was a bloody mess.

"Die! Die! Die..."

Di Qing's anger had not subsided, and he rained down blows with both fists.

In an instant, Jim's entire head was a bloody mess, a truly gruesome sight.

"Ah Qing!"

It wasn't until he had thrown twenty or thirty punches and heard a cry that Di Qing snapped out of his boundless rage.

Looking back, I saw Old Lady Li lying against the wall, weeping uncontrollably.

"mom!"

Di Qing ran over and helped her up.

In the chaos just now, she was shot in the thigh and was bleeding profusely.

Seeing the mess in the yard and the tragic deaths of her husband and daughter, the old woman wailed and cried, her heart breaking.

"Swallow! Swallow..."

Di Qing walked over, tightly embraced his tragically deceased wife, tears streaming down his face, and cried until he was hoarse.

Company Commander Zhao, hiding behind the wall, witnessed the entire scene and was so frightened he almost lost his soul.

He turned around, climbed over the courtyard wall, and fled in a disheveled state.

Chen Yi coldly watched his retreating figure, then turned and walked out of the courtyard gate.

There are still many rebel soldiers in the village. He deliberately let that beast escape, and he will definitely go and gather the rebel soldiers to take revenge.

By waiting patiently for the rabbit to run into the tree stump, there's no need to search the entire village for someone to kill.

Sure enough, Company Commander Zhao went out, fired three shots into the air, and shouted:

"Everyone come here immediately! There are martial artists resisting!"

Upon hearing the news, all the soldiers in the village rushed over with their light and heavy weapons.

Dozens of soldiers, all of whom were Zhao's subordinates, quickly gathered in the open space in front of Li Yan's courtyard.

They set up long guns and short cannons and aimed them at Chen Yi.

Company Commander Zhao straightened his back immediately upon seeing this large group of his men.

He stood twenty or thirty meters away, holding a pistol, and shouted arrogantly at Chen Yi.

"Kid, so what if you're a martial artist? So what if you know sorcery? I'll see if your sorcery is more powerful than my spear!"

The villagers, who had been ravaged by the chaotic army, now had a chance to catch their breath and hid in various corners to watch.

"Whose deliveryman is that? Is he a militiaman?"

"Why didn't he even bring a gun? Facing dozens of beasts all by himself, isn't that just courting death?"

"The militia went looking for Commander Li, and these beasts took advantage of the situation to wreak havoc on our Li Family Village. Those damned animals!"

"What will happen to that guy?! He'll be shot to death! Waaah—"

……

However, at this moment, Chen Yi stood with his hands behind his back and his chin raised, looking at the dozens of fully armed men with utter contempt in his eyes.

"You have plundered and oppressed the people, your crimes are heinous, and I, in the name of Heaven, hereby condemn you all to die!"

"Hahaha!"

The soldiers burst into laughter.

Company Commander Zhao spat and roared, "Are you out of your mind, kid? You're sentencing us to death? My gun is my everything!"

"Shoot them to death!"

He shouted.

boom!

He fired the first shot at Chen Yi.

bang bang bang bang...

Instantly, gunfire erupted like thunder, dozens of rifles and cannons spitting fire, and countless bullets rained down on Chen Yi like a storm.

"Oh no! That guy died a horrible death!"

The villagers were all overcome with grief upon seeing this.

Many elderly people wept and sobbed.

"Oh no! Look, what's that!"

Suddenly someone screamed.

The villagers were all stunned.

But then they saw the young man standing upright on the hillside, his white clothes as white as snow, as tall and straight as a pine tree.

A faint golden glow emanated from his body.

The whistling bullets that hit the light were all deflected and flew away, unable to harm him in the slightest.

"My God! What is that? Is it magic?"

"Is this guy a deity?"

Everyone's scalp tingled with shock.

"You all deserve to die!"

Chen Yi slowly uttered four words, as if announcing divine punishment.

next moment……

buzzing...

The air hummed within a hundred meters, and countless phantom images of swords and blades appeared out of thin air.

A cold wind blew by, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air.

Innate metal energy, the supreme way of killing!

We must both punish evil and uphold justice!

"What...what is that?"

The soldiers were terrified at the sight.

Having lived a life of constant danger, when had they ever seen such a horrific scene?

Hundreds of millions of sharp blades hung hundreds of meters in the air, buzzing in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth.