Chapter 25, Massacre!
The worse was Xiao Hua’s father who was in the middle of the crowd.
He Chuan knew this man.
He was a simple and kind-hearted honest man.
Usually, he would smile at anyone he saw.
But now, he was held up by the bandits and forcefully assaulted his dead daughter.
The bandits still looked very excited.
From time to time, they would ask him if he was comfortable and if it was fun to play with his daughter’s body?
He Chuan couldn’t hold it in any longer.
He didn’t say anything.
He rushed into the crowd with his Buddhist monk knife in hand.
His powerful inner qi was attached to the blade.
Even if it was just a casual swing, he could condense a sharp saber qi and sweep them all out.
The bandits died upon contact.
They didn’t even notice it.
Suddenly, they found that their line of sight was slowly moving forward, and they suddenly fell to the ground.
They tried to look back, only to find that they had been cut in half, and their internal organs were scattered all over the ground.
What was even more ridiculous was that their two legs were still standing in the same place.
For a moment, miserable cries rose and fell.
The bandits stopped their evil deeds one after another and looked in their direction at the same time.
They saw a ten-year-old child stepping on the minced flesh of their companion as he slowly walked forward.
He was holding a sharp knife tightly in his hand and was covered in blood. He looked like a demon from the netherworld.
When everyone saw this scene, they were first shocked and then confused.
They were shocked that their companion had suddenly died?
They were confused where did this child come from?
Could it be that he killed them?
That was impossible. How could this kid have such great abilities?
The bandit leader also noticed this strange situation.
He frowned and stood up from his seat, he shouted, “Who are you?”
“I’m the one who killed you.”
He Chuan replied calmly.
He waved his hand again, and the sword qi spread across more than ten meters.
This time, many people were already on alert, so they retreated a lot in advance.
However, there were still a few unlucky people standing in front.
Although they tried to block with the weapons in their hands, they only heard a sharp ‘clang’ sound and were cut into two halves, along with their knives.
More than a dozen bodies wailed on the ground.
He Chuan did not execute them immediately.
The people who were cut in half would not die for a while.
Even their minds would still be very clear.
They could only watch themselves lose their life bit by bit and welcome death in despair.
This was also He Chuan’s goal.
Since you have done such a heartless thing, I will not let you have it easy!
When they saw He Chuan kill people with their own eyes, even if the bandits were full of questions, they knew that he was not friendly.
Almost at the same time, hundreds of people attacked at the same time, waving all kinds of weapons at the ten-year-old child.
In the chaotic battle, nothing could be seen clearly.
No matter how bright the bonfire was, it could not shine on the figure that was drowned in the sea of people.
“He’s actually an internal martial artist.”
The bandit leader’s gaze was deep.
The reason why he could become the boss was naturally that he had the ability to convince the masses.
As the only existence among the bandits who was a martial artist, he recognized the power that He Chuan used at a glance.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, he knew it clearly in his heart.
This kid’s strength was definitely above his!
To be able to release such a long sword qi, his inner qi must have been cultivated to the peak of a third-rate martial artist!
Perhaps, he was already a second-rate martial artist!
Facing such a strong opponent, a small third-rate martial artist like him naturally didn’t dare to show his face and act like a hero.
However.
You are just a little kid, so what if you are strong?
The internal cultivation of martial artists relies on the inner qi.
When your inner qi is exhausted, aren’t you just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered?
I have more than a thousand men under me, you can kill as you like!
Let’s see how long you can kill!
With this mentality.
The bandit leader watched the fire from the other side and stood at the back.
He allowed his underlings to be slaughtered like chickens by He Chuan.
However, the situation went beyond his imagination.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of corpses lay on the ground.
This kid was still as fierce as ever!
The fierce bandits were all frightened by the slaughter.
They didn’t dare to step forward for a moment.
However, at this moment, He Chuan also stopped.
The leader of the bandits was delighted. He thought that his inner qi had been used up, so he quickly ordered, “Hurry up and move! Don’t give him time to rest, this kid’s inner qi has been used up!”
The bandits looked at each other, but no one dared to move.
Seeing this, the leader of the bandits immediately said, “Anyone who can chop off his head will be rewarded with 50 taels of gold!”
The bandits immediately became spirited when they heard this.
50 taels of gold!
This was enough for them to play with more than a dozen courtesans from brothels!
Charge!
For a moment, hundreds of people seemed to have been injected with stimulants as they swarmed over.
They howled and wanted to chop off He Chuan’s head.
“I didn’t expect my head to be so valuable.”
He Chuan smiled faintly.
With a wave of the Buddhist monk’s knife in his hand, a bloody scar suddenly appeared on the face of the nearest bandit.
In less than half a second, his body slowly fell to the sides.
This time, it was not only his internal organs that were scattered on the ground.
There was also milky white brain matter.
“How… how is this possible?”
The bandit leader looked at this scene in great surprise.
He could split a person in half without using inner qi?
And he used such an ordinary Buddhist monk knife?
What kind of joke was this?
When did the human body become so fragile?
He fell into deep doubt.
Looking at He Chuan, who was like a God of death, and absolutely impossible reason suddenly flashed through his mind, but he could only use this explanation.
External cultivator!
Only external cultivators who focused on training their strength and skills could do this!
But didn’t this mean that the little brat in front of him was a dual cultivator?
The bandit leader instinctively denied this possibility.
But the truth happened before his eyes, and he had no choice but to believe it.
But just as he was in a daze.
He Chuan suddenly exploded.
It was as if he was tired of playing.
He killed dozens of people in a row, broke through the crowd, and rushed in front of him.
The bandit leader was shocked. He was about to attack, but the moment this thought arose, the Buddhist monk knife in He Chuan’s hand was already placed on his neck.
What was going on?
After fighting for so long, he still had the stamina to maintain such a fast speed?
The bandit leader was dumbfounded.
He carefully swallowed his saliva, afraid that the blade would cut his neck.
His mind was no longer thinking about how to kill He Chuan, but how to survive under He Chuan’s blade.
“He… hero…”
“Don’t kill me…”
“Anything you want!”
“Money, woman! I’ll give it to you!”