Chapter 57

"Unfortunately, my sword speed can no longer reach the next level. Otherwise, with my sword speed combined with the Wind Following Technique, killing him would be as easy as turning over one's hand, without having to target his weak points, and directly annihilate him."

With the speed of sweeping fallen leaves, all the enemies were slaughtered. Such a grand feat, if spread outside, would surely cause a significant stir, and many would applaud.

Looking at the dead fellow disciples, Lin Fei's mood did not fluctuate much, as if he had just killed beasts.

This continent is like this; being kind-hearted and soft-handed will not lead to a good end.

Hearing the system's voice, Lin Fei had long grown accustomed to it. Changing his perspective, he found that everything would be different.

"Zhang Wanshan, this time you will probably be disappointed again. You shouldn't keep targeting me."

A cold light flashed in Lin Fei's eyes, and he deeply remembered Zhang Wanshan's name.

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After killing, of course, one must clean up and collect the spoils of war.

If asked what Lin Fei liked most now, it would undoubtedly be counting the spoils of war.

The bodies of the three Divine Martial Gate disciples, Lin Fei directly moved to the woods, not caring how long they could be hidden. Without evidence, who could do anything!

As for the bald bandits, Lin Fei was not so kind, leaving them to lie dead on the road. He did not know what influence this action would bring.

Of course, the spoils of war could not be lacking.

Besides silver, he also obtained a few second- and third-rate mystic arts. For him, who now possessed several Yellow Rank mystic arts, these low-tier mystic arts were no longer appealing, though not very valuable, even a small amount of meat is still meat. Lin Fei would not waste it. In addition, he found a low-grade ordinary weapon from the bald man, which was quite a significant gain.

After checking to ensure nothing was left behind, Lin Fei rode away, not daring to linger any longer.

Sure enough, an hour after Lin Fei left.

Everything that happened on the official road quickly spread.

The bald bandits, who were they? They were a notorious group in the Blackwater Mountains, robbing passersby and merchants, committing all sorts of evil deeds. Many had died at the hands of the bald men, their hands stained with blood.

The bald men being killed on the official road caused a significant stir. Those who had lost loved ones to the bald men all came from Blackwater City to witness the scene.

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"Scoundrels, they died well, having committed countless evils, they were bound to meet this end!"

"Who knows which expert eliminated the bald bandits. This way, the Blackwater Mountains will be rid of a group of vicious bandits, truly a great deed!"

"Yes, yes, when walking the official road before, the biggest worry was encountering the bald bandits. They not only stole but also killed, far more ruthless than other bandits. Now they are dead, and we no longer have to live in fear. We must thank the expert who rid us of this scourge!"

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In a short time, the official road was filled with people.

The miserable state of the bald men and their subordinates did not evoke much feeling from the crowd; instead, they were very excited. Even though they did not personally take action, seeing them die in front of them brought a sense of relief.

The bald bandits' reputation in the Blackwater Mountains was a major scourge. They followed the principle of killing and looting without leaving any survivors, becoming a terrifying presence in the region.

If not for their death here, the mention of the bald bandits' name would make people flee in fear.

Many were excited, even praying for their deceased friends, while others, including some, gathered around the bodies, their faces serious, their brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, examining the wounds for clues.

"An expert, this person is a skilled knife user. Look at the wounds, they are neat and smooth. And the eyes, it's clear that in an instant, the person was split in two by a knife. I believe that an average knife user would not be able to do this easily!"

"Look at this person's hands, the palms are split, and the tiger's mouth is bleeding. It's clear that they could not withstand the high-speed attack and were thus killed. This indicates that the person is a naturally powerful individual!"

"And this bald leader, at the Seventh Level of Martial Dao, a ruthless killer, even experts of the same level find it difficult to defeat him. But look at the wounds, they were clearly left in an instant. It must be someone with Eighth Level of Martial Dao strength to easily kill him!"

"Who knows when such a skilled knife user appeared, with such fierce moves. It seems our Unfallen Dynasty will have another skilled knife user!"

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The official road was not short of experts, who quickly discerned many things, and the analysis results were even more shocking.

A knife is a deadly weapon.

Using a knife well is not an easy task. The slaughter on the official road, however, gave them a different perspective. It showed that when knife techniques are fierce, they can be lethal with every move.

Many even wondered, if they faced this skilled knife user, what the outcome would be.

"Hehe, is this considered a skilled knife user? I think it's nothing special, even inferior to our Blade God Sect disciples. Miss Li You, what do you think?"

"Mr. Wu Qian, since you are a skilled knife user, why don't you explain how many strikes the bald leader blocked before dying?" Li You's lips parted, neither cold nor warm.

If Lin Fei were here, he would recognize the white-clad girl Zhang Youyou who had helped him with the business.

The Divine Martial Gate and the Blade God Sect are both one of the three major sects, and their disciples often interact. Wu Qian was one of them, coincidentally meeting in the Blackwater Mountains and following along.

When asked about this, Wu Qian was slightly taken aback, but his good manners kept a charming smile on his face. "If Miss Li You says so, I will comply. From the wounds on the bald leader, it appears he blocked at least eight strikes before dying. The last two strikes were the true killing moves, quite a good technique."

Being from the Blade God Sect, Wu Qian was a skilled knife user and immediately saw the details, hoping to win a smile from the beauty. However, he received a无情的打击 from Li You.

"Miss, I do not agree with Mr. Wu's words." Li You's beautiful eyes looked at the wounds on the body. "I believe that from the first strike, the bald bandit's internal qi and blood were already in turmoil, and he was already injured. Even without the last two killing moves, the bald bandit would not have survived. You can see the wounds left by the blade on his skin; his internal organs must have already been damaged, though he did not feel it. Such knife skills, do you think they are those of an ordinary skilled knife user?"

Wu Qian was left speechless, and the facts indeed supported her. The bald bandit was severely injured both internally and externally, and even without the final killing moves, he would have died.

Looking at the wounds on the body, a hint of doubt flashed in Li You's eyes, and she began to think. She couldn't help but recall the not-so-robust figure at the Blackwater Mountains' exit, which displayed a proud and arrogant gaze.

Could these people have been killed by him?

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