Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

A tall, stern-looking man in a crew cut military uniform rushed forward. After his grab was blocked, he lifted his feet off the ground and lunged forward with his knees like spears.

Cheng Feiyan slapped the other person's hand away and was about to step in when a gust of wind rushed towards her.

She twisted her body slightly, dodged to the side, and pressed her palm against the waist and kidneys of the burly man with great force.

bang...

The other person remained completely still, his military boots seemingly rooted to the ground, without even flinching.

Instead, he twisted his waist and turned his elbow, sending an elbow strike crashing down from the sky.

Cheng Feiyan's palm strike felt like hitting a steel plate, causing his palm bones to ache.

The force of the impact on my arm bone caused my arm to feel sore and numb.

Unable to retreat in time, he could only crouch down and lunge, blocking an elbow strike with his arms outstretched.

A figure came rushing in from afar.

Cheng Feiyan seemed to hear a loud shout.

As the arms that were blocking the opponent's elbows sank downwards, my heart sank into the water as well.

Although this person's moves weren't particularly powerful, they couldn't withstand my Bagua variations.

However, despite his physically robust physique, he was impossible to break.

He hadn't swung his knife immediately before, but after taking two blows, his whole body was already sore and numb, and his movements had slowed down considerably.

really.

With a swift elbow strike, the burly man with the crew cut raised his military boot and kicked straight into the courtyard with a whoosh, the steel ingot at the tip of his boot gleaming in the sunlight.

At this moment, Cheng Feiyan slowed her arm movements slightly, only placing her arms on the other person's calves.

Before he could even exert his strength, he had already been kicked in the chest, specifically at the Tanzhong acupoint.

bang...

She could no longer maintain her stance and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was kicked so hard he flew backwards for two meters.

He was suspended in mid-air, his whole body limp, his face as red as blood.

'This is bad. I should have listened to my junior brother and avoided the embassy district. These Japanese devils are indeed as fierce as wolves; they're definitely not kind.'

Cheng Feiyan could barely breathe; excruciating pain shot through her body, and she saw stars before her eyes.

Seeing that the crew-cut man was still chasing after them, he felt utterly miserable.

"Never mind..."

"Senior sister."

A soft gasp suddenly rang in her ears, and then she fell into someone's arms.

It did not fall to the ground.

Just as Cheng Feiyan's heart tightened and all her muscles tensed, she heard a familiar voice.

Suddenly, my nose felt sore, but my spirits lifted again.

"Junior brother, let's go quickly."

Cheng Feiyan struggled to lift her head and saw that her junior brother, who was originally handsome and gentle, now had slightly bloodshot eyes.

His aura was sharp as a knife, and one could hear the blood surging within his body, rushing like a surging tide.

"Go? It's not that easy. Lord Yuanye was right, you really did deliver yourself to our doorstep."

The burly man in the crew cut and military uniform licked his lips, a hint of violence flashing in his eyes.

"What Nezha? What bullshit! He's just a little East Asian brat."

He swung his arms forward, leaned forward, rushed several steps, and then kicked off with his leg.

However, relying on his physically strong physique, he attacked relentlessly without any defense.

"Do you enjoy kicking people that much?"

In Li Xin's mind, a ferocious ape roared and howled.

Without dodging or avoiding, he held Cheng Feiyan and slightly turned his body to the side, while simultaneously raising his leg.

With a temporary boost of 43.8 to his [Constitution], his leg muscles and tendons contracted layer by layer, unleashing boundless power.

[Critical Hit]

With the support of the Qianyang Fiery Force, the base strength of over 1,300 jin surged wildly.

The leg stance is like an axe used to fell trees...

The muscles, bones, skin, and flesh vibrate and exert force simultaneously, doubling the attack power.

It has the strength of over 3,000 jin (approximately 1,500 catties) of leg strength.

With a loud bang.

Like thunder and lightning, it swept across the front.

The air exploded on the spot, like a thunderclap.

Crackling sound...

The crew-cut man had just kicked him.

The shinbone was already as fragile as paper, kicked into a blurry mess of broken flesh and bone by Li Xin's giant axe-like leg attack.

One leg was twisted and bent eighteen times, as limp as a noodle.

"what……"

The man with the crew cut let out a miserable howl of pain, his body jerking backward, his face showing extreme fear.

He has always been tough and relentless, his body is as strong as steel, and he never suffers a loss in a fight.

I have always looked down on some so-called martial arts masters.

He believed that he was not afraid of anyone, even without weapons or firearms, and could attack with his bare hands.

But at that moment, he was facing a leg head-on.

Then they discovered that the other party was the steel, while they were just tofu.

Before he could figure out why this was happening, a strong gust of wind swept in front of him, and a figure flashed by, appearing right in front of him again.

"Aren't you supposed to be a bodybuilder?"

Li Xin chuckled coldly, stomped his front leg down, and exerted force from the ground.

Layers of ripples rise from the waist, through the shoulders and arms, as the fist is thrown.

With each step, a deep pit was created in the ground.

With a "pop," the fist struck the flat-headed, muscular man's left chest.

Like striking rotten wood.

In Cheng Feiyan's eyes, the burly man's left chest had completely collapsed...

A fist punched straight through.

It passed through the chest cavity and went straight through the back.

When Li Xin withdrew his arm, he could still see a sliver of sunlight shining through from behind.

As for the heart and such, they were long ago shattered.

Upon witnessing this ferocious scene, not far away, Liu Shengyuan, the fat middle-aged man with the mustache, and a young man with a scholarly air all had their eyes twitching.

Yagyu Haruno placed one hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist, his eyes narrowed into slits.

The plan to capture Cheng Feiyan and lure Li Xin here was naturally devised by him.

He wanted Li Xin to experience the pain of his relatives and friends being tortured and killed.

Therefore, disregarding the overall situation of reform, he was determined to vent his anger and avenge his younger brother.

As it turned out, they actually came.

But the situation seems to be somewhat different from what I imagined.

He kicked Yokoyama Okamizu's shin and punched him through the chest.

Is this even human?

In a hand-to-hand fight, he might not even be able to defeat Yokoyama Okamizu.

Facing this person head-on would likely be extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, there are still gunmen... and the Demon Blade.

At this moment, Yagyu Haruno abandoned all distracting thoughts, focused his mind and intent on guarding the blade.

His aura gradually rose.

The loud shouts of the middle-aged man with the small mustache echoed in my ears.

"Guards! Guards!"

In fact, he didn't even need to shout.

A large group of soldiers in military uniforms and carrying guns surged out from around the flower hall.

Before he even got close, he had already raised his gun and aimed.

Some lay down, some took steps, and some pulled the trigger.

but.

The first shots were not fired by these soldiers.

It was Li Xin.

At this moment, Li Xin flicked his hand back, sending Senior Sister Feiyan flying backward.

"Catch it."

He ignored Zhuang Hongxiu behind him.

With a flick of his wrist, the savagery in his eyes vanished, replaced by a cold ruthlessness.

【Void Reflection】Activated.

In the garden, in the hall, in all directions, the images of everyone appeared in his mind.

Who will fire first? Who harbors murderous intent towards me? I can see it all clearly.

clap clap clap...

More than twenty soldiers charged forward, but fell even faster.

The moment he raised his spear, a bloody hole appeared in his forehead.

……

Chapter Ninety-Six: Blood Will Never Die, Humanity Will Never Fade

The garden was like a row of dominoes, one after another rushing out and falling down.

All anyone could hear was a constant crackling sound.

Two revolvers were already lying at Li Xin's feet.

He was also holding a silver pistol and a black revolver in his hands.

The enemy was charging too fast; he didn't have time to change magazines, but he did have time to change guns.

One man with four guns suppressed more than twenty soldiers in khaki uniforms, preventing any of them from firing a single bullet.

The body, lying in a semi-circle on all four sides, resembled a flower petal.

Li Xin grinned, pointing his gun at the middle-aged man with a mustache. "Guess if I still have any bullets in my gun?"

"You, you, I, I..."