Chapter 97

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Throughout the year of constant battles in the Southern Barbarian Nether Region and the Southern Barbarian Mountains, Chen Xi had firmly remembered an extremely important principle: when dealing with any enemy, there should be no reservation. The most precise and fastest way to kill the enemy is always the only rule to achieve the final victory.

Today, he indeed held nothing back.

His home was destroyed, with no living thing left within a thousand miles. Even the Zhang's General Store and the Clear Stream Wine House were reduced to ruins, bloodstains scattered, and no bones remained.

These tragic scenes were like sharp knives, piercing his heart and making his soul tremble in pain.

From childhood to adulthood, he had never hated as much as he did today. The accumulated and fermented hatred in his chest and abdomen had driven him into a bloodthirsty state.

Today, without killing and seeing blood, how could he vent the hatred in his heart?

However, in his crimson pupils, besides the raging flames of anger, there was a hint of indifference, a cold and emotionless indifference.

Chen Xi, who had survived countless killings and battles, now not only possessed terrifying combat skills but also had an indomitable will to fight.

His indifference and anger could not affect his combat level; instead, they nourished his combat skills, making them rise to new heights!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

Nineteen hundred crossbow bolts shot through the air, their cold and hard arrowheads cutting through the air, generating scorching sparks, and producing a series of sharp, ear-piercing whistles as they rushed forward.

Like rolling black clouds, they covered the sky, making people feel a sense of helplessness and despair.

However, such an attack was full of flaws and had no deterrent effect on Chen Xi.

When he had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps to the realm of unity with heaven and earth, he could easily avoid attacks from thousands of arrows. Now, he had cultivated the Divine Wind Feather Escape Technique, which contained a trace of the Wind Dao meaning in his movements. Not to mention avoiding the attack of less than two thousand crossbow bolts, even if there were ten or a hundred times more, they could not touch a corner of his clothes, let alone harm him.

Swish!

In the next moment, Chen Xi had vanished from his original position.

The rain of crossbow bolts did not miss their target but instead pierced countless bloody holes in the bodies of the remaining Xuan Lin Guards who had rushed forward early, resulting in a gruesome death.

"Form the array!"

The butler Wu seemed to have anticipated that Chen Xi could dodge the attack. As soon as the heavy crossbows were fired, he shouted again, quietly retreating to the back of the crowd.

Swish!

Nineteen hundred people drew their swords simultaneously, the sound like a thunderclap. At the same time, nine hundred Xuan Lin Guards and a thousand White Armor Guards moved, weaving and intersecting in a crisscross pattern.

Almost instantly, they formed a killing array with a sky-piercing aura. The sharp and bright tiger-sting swords pointed to the sky, their blades gleaming with a blood-like luster in the sunset.

"Chen Xi, without defeating this Yin-Yang Thousand Blade Array, you will never enter the gates of the Li family! Hahaha..."

Wu's laughter abruptly stopped.

At this moment, Wu, the butler, looked like a duck whose neck had been grabbed, his eyes wide open in terror, staring at the figure standing before him, almost frightened to the point of losing his wits.

This guy... When did he get in? How could his speed be so fast?

Whoosh!

A cold light flashed. Before Wu could even cry for help, a blood hole appeared in his neck, and he died without understanding how Chen Xi had appeared before him.

"Ah! Chen Xi has broken in!"

"Wu, the butler, is dead, killed by Chen Xi's sword!"

"Quick, someone! Chen Xi has broken in!"

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Behind the gate was a thousand-zhang-wide open space, paved with hard and smooth bluestone. Beyond it were winding paths leading to the Li family's inner residence.

At this moment, dozens of servants on the open ground, seeing Chen Xi kill Wu with a single sword stroke, could not help but scream and scatter in panic.

Whoosh!

However, before they could escape far, a flying sword shot out, like an eye, cleanly and swiftly taking lives.

Wicked servants, aiding the tyrant, deserve to die!

Chen Xi did not look back and walked straight ahead.

"Everyone, attack together and kill this harbinger of misfortune!"

"Right! No matter how powerful he is, he is still just one person!"

"Kill!"

Amidst the shouts, Li family disciples surged from all directions, their faces twisted with ferocity, surrounding Chen Xi.

The Xuan Lin Guards and White Armor Guards who had formed the Yin-Yang Thousand Blade Array outside the gate also heard the commotion and rushed inside. They could not fathom how Chen Xi had entered the gate so silently.

However, with their level of perception and cultivation, they could not possibly know that a complete Wind Dao meaning combined with the Divine Wind Feather Escape Technique could achieve such terrifying speed.

The crowd surged like a tide, the Li family disciples' faces twisted with bloodlust and brutality. Even the slightly timid ones were terrified to the point of losing their wits.

Seeing Chen Xi remain unmoved, the leading Li family disciple was first startled, then overjoyed, and shouted, "Brothers! Kill him! Young Master Li Ming will surely reward us generously!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

People die for wealth, birds die for food. For the illusory reward, these Li family disciples became excited, shouting as they charged at Chen Xi.

Chen Xi did not flee or escape. There was no trace of emotion on his face or body, just like his Xuan Ming Sword, which did not tremble at all.

His wrist flicked, and the sword blade lightly sliced.

Swoosh!

A sword light enveloped in dark ice appeared in the air, coldness suddenly manifesting!

"Ah!" Three shrill screams suddenly rose. In the first encounter, three Li family disciples were cut in half at the waist by the sword light, blood and internal organs splattering everywhere. The three were not yet dead, their upper bodies still struggling on the ground, their screams piercing the air.

Such a scene made even the cold-hearted Li family disciples feel a chill run down their spines!

The few closest to Chen Xi instinctively took a few steps back.

Then, sword lights like ice crystals, like graceful and elegant streams, drew sharp arcs, cutting outwards in a burst.

The Li family disciples were shocked to find that Chen Xi's sword was as fast as lightning hidden in the void, splitting out thousands of sword lights in the blink of an eye. The sword lights were like a mist of ice, exuding a bone-chilling and lethal aura, so sharp that anything they touched was split in two.

One after another, the Li family disciples died, either with their chests torn open, throats pierced, or cut in half by the sword light. The intense red blood splattered like rain, and the bodies with their chests and bellies torn open formed a hellish scene of death.

Chen Xi's eyes were still blood-red, his expression as cold as ice. He moved like a soulless puppet, swift as a ghost, his sword movements precise and ruthless, achieving the greatest combat results with each attack due to his higher cultivation level!

Battle is undoubtedly the best whetstone.

The life-and-death battles in the Southern Barbarian Nether Region and the Southern Barbarian Mountains had honed Chen Xi's strength to a razor-sharp edge. With the Divine Wind Feather Escape Technique and the complete Wind Dao meaning, his movements were ethereal and unbelievable, like a wisp of smoke drifting through the crowd, impossible to grasp.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Chen Xi was like an elusive death god, his sharp sword reaping lives one after another. The number of people who could still stand was rapidly decreasing.

In this nearly overwhelming and slaughtering battle, in just a dozen breaths, only a few dozen people remained, their faces filled with despair and endless fear.

If they were driven by the promise of rich rewards earlier, now they only saw the thick blood and death, and Chen Xi had become a heartless, bloodthirsty devil in their eyes.

Pfft!

A sword light flashed like lightning, bringing a spray of warm, crimson blood. Within ten zhang of Chen Xi, everyone was now dead.

"Run!"

The remaining Li family disciples completely broke down, turning to flee in all directions.

"What a bunch of trash!"

At this moment, a cold and fierce voice thundered, and a youth with black hair flying and a fierce, gloomy expression soared through the air.

Chen Xi looked up and recognized the figure as Li Ming, the second son of the Li family's patriarch, Li Yizhen.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

Eight flying swords shot out, like vultures smelling blood, rushing towards the fleeing Li family disciples.

"Bold! How dare you... in front of me..."

Li Ming's fierce shout was cut short as he saw a series of blood splatters and thuds, their speed incomparable to the flying swords.

In the blink of an eye, the fleeing Li family disciples were all dead.

The ground was a mess of corpses, flesh, blood, and colorful internal organs, the thick, substantial blood spreading throughout the sky and earth, making people feel nauseous.

Li Ming's forehead veins bulged, a fierce aura surging around him.

He had killed before, and even more than Chen Xi had today. But when the dead were his own kin, his heart, steeped in blood, twitched violently, and endless rage burned in his heart, spreading like lava through his body, driving him nearly mad.

"Chen Xi, your strength is indeed far beyond my expectations, but you dared to slaughter so many of my kin. Today, I will cut you into a thousand pieces and slowly roast you to death!"

Li Ming's face was twisted with ferocity, his long hair flying, and a greenish-blue flame suddenly surged around him, roaring like a dragon, surging through the air. As soon as it appeared, the scorching and terrifying heat made the void tremble and distort.

"Green Flame Dragon Transformation!"

With a roar, the green flame dragon vividly roared in the air, then slid through the void, its claws fiercely grabbing at Chen Xi on the ground.

The flame dragon, a hundred zhang long, pounced from the sky, its claws as large as Chen Xi's body, emitting a thick, evil, and cold aura. The air was scorched, turning into white smoke, and the hard bluestone on the ground softened into mud, cracking, with a terrifying momentum.

Chen Xi did not move. When the dragon's claw was about three feet above his head, he suddenly extended his right hand and delivered a simple and direct Great Collapse Fist.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion echoed, and the green flame dragon's claw was instantly shattered into countless small flames, scattering.

Crack! Crack! ...

After the claw shattered, the green flame dragon's body suddenly stiffened in the air, and web-like cracks appeared on its hundred-zhang-long body, on the verge of disintegrating.

The power of one punch, so mighty!

"Damn! How is this possible? My Green Flame Dragon Transformation has never failed, how could it be defeated by this trash?" In the air, Li Ming's eyes widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

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