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

With a single slash, like a dragon coiling around a pillar, he severed both of the opponent's arms, leaving them face to face.

"retreat!"

Although Wu Yongzhong's mind was controlled, his martial arts experience was not diminished in the slightest.

Seeing Li Xin's body change strangely, completely dissipating his attack power, he suddenly closed in.

He immediately stepped back.

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Chapter 155 Delightful Pleasures, Ambush from Ten Sides

Although Wu Yongzhong felt neither sorrow nor joy, he responded swiftly and decisively.

The spear shaft, as if coated with oil, swiftly retracted backward, transforming from a straight spear into a horizontal one, blocking in front of him.

At the same time, he raised his arms in a semi-circle, stepped back, and moved his body back half a foot.

Even if Li Xin possessed the strength to split mountains, his strike on the spear shaft would be utterly useless.

"it's useless."

Li Xin rushed into the inner circle and slashed out with his sword, but the opponent blocked the sword light with his hand. Li Xin did not change his move and slashed down in the same way.

puff……

The blade struck the shaft of the spear.

It's like striking the surface of water; there's no force or impact whatsoever.

It seems that the surging force of this strike was all an illusion.

Wu Yongzhong was slightly taken aback. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw that the other party, who had just reached the end of the blade, suddenly extended it another half foot forward as if by lightning.

Chi!

The change in the strike was extremely fast; it transformed into a straight thrust the moment it was about to be slashed down.

The knife strike defied the rules, drawing a right angle without pausing midway.

What's most impressive is that, despite having exhausted all his strength, Li Xin's arm extended another half a foot, and the blade's light surged.

In a flash, it pierced Wu Yongzhong's cervical spine.

Its ferocious, powerful, and domineering cutting and slashing motion is unstoppable.

Wu Yongzhong could not hold on any longer this time.

The black mist on his neck was cleaved open like smoke, and half of his neck was severed.

The mangled head, now completely unsupported, slumped precariously over the right shoulder.

When he fired again, the shot went slightly off course.

Li Xin let out a long laugh and twisted his waist.

Before even touching the ground, it was already spinning, flashing past Wu Yongzhong.

Grip the knife with your hand in reverse and slash swiftly while dragging the blade.

Pfft...

This time, there were no more obstacles.

A head flew into the air...

The head, which had fallen to the ground, rolled a few times before coming to a stop.

The green light in Wu Yongzhong's eyes gradually faded, and his pupils revealed their final brilliance.

He pursed his lips twice and uttered two words.

"Silver bottle..."

Li Xin sheathed the sword and found that the blade was still as clean and new as ever, and the humming sound of the blade continued for a long time, as if the spirit within the sword was cheering and applauding.

Although Wu Yongzhong's last words were soft, he still heard them clearly.

"The Silver Bottle Monk?"

"Are you trying to get me to avenge you?"

"You're overthinking it..." Li Xin chuckled.

Wu Yongzhong secretly plotted and committed all sorts of evil deeds, especially helping the Blissful Sect to sell children.

In Li Xin's mind, this was an utterly heinous crime, deserving of death a hundred times over.

How could I possibly help him get revenge?

Don't say it.

You know what?

I really will help him get revenge... because I really want to kill the person behind it all.

Li Xin turned his head and looked towards the capital.

Sensing a presence that gradually vanished without a trace, Wu Yongzhong, who had become in such a strange shape, must also be the work of the person behind the scenes.

Perhaps it was to deal with himself.

More likely, it's to deal with anyone who comes after them.

The most impressive one is still...

That person was clearly extremely powerful, yet he never took any risks.

Always managing to escape before the crisis arrives...

Wu Yongzhong had been waiting here for a long time, and then he turned into this terrifying and mutated appearance. There was no doubt that he was the one who sacrificed the pawn to save the king.

Success is certainly desirable, but failure is merely the loss of a single piece in one's hand.

The name Yinping was only mentioned in other people's ears.

No one knows what that person looks like, what their true identity is, or where they usually hide.

Unfortunately, such people especially enjoy stirring up trouble and can't stand being alone, which makes them quite despicable.

Li Xin thought about it and felt that this person was too dangerous.

He had now completely clashed with the Great Snow Mountain.

They have already clashed several times in the middle.

Not only did they kill a Mingzi, but they also killed a Shura.

He even beheaded Jin Zhong, a prized disciple of Master Wuchang Benyuan.

Sooner or later, they will clash with the monk Yinping.

I finally caught a glimpse of his tail, but instead of chasing him down, I killed him.

When the other side makes a comeback, it will probably cause another uproar.

Li Xin didn't know whether Wang Jingya's ambush was actually aimed at him.

But he preferred to believe it existed rather than deny it.

I reckon the other party is probably planning to kill several birds with one stone in their design.

It would be even better if one could get oneself into the midst of the heat.

If not, then let Yuan Shun and the Ang Sa people fight to the death.

In any case, no matter how the situation develops, it will be beneficial to Daxueshan.

"This person must not be allowed to live."

Looking at Wu Yongzhong's gruesome, skeletal corpse, Li Xin thought to himself that the man was not only capable but also cunning.

Not only are they cunning, but they are also very cautious.

That's not good.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, his eyes flickered slightly.

Among the tattered clothes, a book could be vaguely seen, its pages rustling open in the mountain breeze.

Li Xin walked over, slowly reached out his hand, and found that there was no warning in his mind, so he knew that there was no poison.

He picked up the book, flipped through the blank cover, and saw the words "Moonlight Amitabha Sutra" written in vermilion ink on the first page.

A few words came into view.

He seemed to see a great god sitting on a lotus throne, with the moonlight gently shining down, and his heart suddenly calmed down.

It seemed as if all the suffering in the world had left my body, and suddenly I saw light.

"not good."

In his mind, the intentions of the three [Divine Strike] deities appeared in rapid succession, and at the same time they let out a roar.

The great deity before them, bathed in the soft moonlight, suddenly transformed into a skeletal form in the charnel ground.

A faint green light peeked out from a foot away, staring intently at him.

Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Goodness."

Li Xin cursed under his breath and slammed his palm down.

With a soft "poof".

The gentle force of the vibration had already shattered the book in my hand into fine dust.

Wu Yongzhong's death was the final blow he used to sabotage me.

This guy is absolutely vicious.

If it weren't for my spirit reaching over 30 points, and my [Spirit Communication] talent, and my frequent visualization of the three great deities, which honed my spirit to an extremely sharp level, I would have been much stronger.

Upon seeing this book, one is very likely to be misled by it.

Then, they would think it was some rare and divine skill manual.

They put in a lot of hard work to practice.

Once you start practicing, you'll immediately fall into the trap and find it hard to escape.

Wu Yongzhong's current situation is the consequence.

Even with my level of mental strength, I was still shaken for a moment, which shows how deep the hook the other party had laid.

"Yes, this sect's reputation isn't actually that good."

"To learn his techniques and become his disciple is to be driven by him, even unto death."

The secret manual of divine skills is real, and so is the harm it causes.

Li Xin understood the cause and effect.

There is no time to hesitate now.

He turned around and found the red horse he had ridden when he came, without waiting for the carriage convoy escorted by Wang Jingya and the others behind him.

With these skilled escorts, and with all the enemies already dead, the journey was naturally safe and uneventful, requiring little worry.

The biggest problem now is that Li Xin can only sense, through subtle mental perception, that the monk in the silver bottle has already returned to the capital.

We don't know exactly where it is.

"Yes, I remember now. I know what that somewhat familiar aura is."

Li Xin, riding on his horse, saw that they were almost back in the city and could already see the tea stalls in the distance.

Only then did I finally understand what this strange sense of familiarity was.

Those foreign soldiers who died, and Wu Yongzhong, who turned into a skeleton and rotting flesh warrior.

Although this transformation was terrifying and the methods were extremely ingenious, I recognized it.

He stretched out his finger and drew a structure in the air.