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

"Murder! The martial arts champion has murdered someone!"

Someone screamed first, and the shrill cry echoed throughout the arena: "Li Xin, relying on his martial arts skills, oppresses the people, is cruel and bloodthirsty, and slaughters innocent good people without cause."

Everyone fought him to the death…

The refugees, thoroughly brainwashed by the Red Lotus doctrine and blinded by fear and anger, have completely lost their reason.

Hundreds of people, their eyes red with anger, rushed toward the mansion gate like a tidal wave, carrying farm tools, sticks, knives, and spears.

The scene was so powerful that it looked like it was about to engulf Li Xin alive.

"act recklessly."

Li Xin uttered four words calmly, his heart unmoved.

These people don't even have a concept of strength or weakness.

With swords and spears in hand and a large number of men, Li Xin felt that even if others ordered them to charge the artillery formation, they would not be afraid at all.

With a slight twitch of his shoulder, the Xintinghou sword at his waist was instantly drawn.

hum...

The clear, long sound of the knife echoed throughout the entire street.

True energy gathered on the gleaming white blade, and a chilling blade aura slowly spread out.

An invisible killing intent pressed forward, forcefully halting the surging tide of people and bringing the frenzied offensive to an instant halt.

Li Xin, wielding his knife in one hand, darted into the dense crowd.

At this moment, his psychic perspective opened, and his mind and spirit became clear.

He could see clearly what everyone on the field was thinking.

Those stubborn people who were determined to kill him were surrounded by dense black energy.

Those ordinary people who are swept up by others and blindly follow the trend are surrounded by a faint white light.

No one can hide.

Li Xin was very measured in his use of the sword, and never killed innocent people indiscriminately.

Anyone who harbors evil intentions, plots to cause trouble, or is determined to kill.

His strikes were swift and merciless, killing the target instantly.

Ordinary people who passively follow the trend, are timid, and have no intention of doing evil.

He simply used the back of the knife to gently pry it open, without causing any damage.

With each flash of the blade, dozens of villains fell to the ground, their blood slowly staining the bluestone floor.

The strong smell of blood gradually spread, enveloping the entire long street.

In the chaotic crowd, no one could understand the rules of his knife strikes.

All that could be seen was the swift flash of blades and the ceaseless slaughter, while screams and wails filled the air.

Those who are alive and standing are all ordinary people who were originally timid, lacked fighting spirit, and were coerced into coming here.

I witnessed dozens of people die instantly, their blood flowing everywhere...

The remaining refugees were utterly terrified.

The fanatical and violent rage that had been stirred up in my heart instantly dissipated, leaving only a deep sense of fear.

Everyone stopped in their tracks, standing there in a dilemma, unsure whether to move forward or backward.

I dared not rush forward even half a step.

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Chapter 183 A Series of Murders, A Misunderstanding

The wind suddenly stopped on the long street.

The originally noisy roars and cries seemed to be abruptly cut off by an invisible hand.

The entire street instantly fell into an eerie silence.

The hundreds of refugees who had been rushing forward like madmen just moments before were now all pale-faced and trembling.

His feet were firmly planted on the ground, and he dared not move forward even half a step.

There were forty or fifty corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, all of them die-hard thugs coerced by the Red Lotus Sect, none of them were killed by mistake.

Warm blood flowed slowly along the patterns on the bluestone pavement, gradually forming shallow pools of blood that seeped into the cracks in the stones...

The heavy smell of blood, mixed with the stench of dust and sweat, lingered in the air.

The smell makes one's stomach churn and one's chest feel heavy.

The remaining refugees were mostly ordinary people who had been instigated and coerced; they never had the heart to harm others.

Just now, I was swept up by others and charged forward with a blind, violent impulse.

You can watch as the person next to you is shouting and cursing one second, and then the next second they are decapitated and die on the ground.

Warm blood splattered all over his body...

The fanatical and violent energy that had been stirred up was instantly extinguished by a bone-chilling fear.

Some people's legs went weak, and they collapsed onto the edge of the pool of blood, their whole bodies trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down their faces mixed with dust.

They dared not cry out loud, and could only cover their mouths tightly to suppress their sobs;

Some people were so frightened that their hands and feet went numb, they froze on the spot, their eyes were empty, their minds were blank, and they didn't even have the strength to run away;

Some people slowly shrank back, their footsteps light and hurried.

He just wanted to get away from that lone young man in blue robes holding a knife at the door.

Hundreds of people were caught in a dilemma along the entire street.

All that remains in everyone's heart is boundless despair.

The atmosphere inside and outside the gates of Li Garden was tense.

Teng Haodong, Sun Liancheng, Lin Zhengxing, and the other guards all retreated to the inside of the gate and stood close to the courtyard wall.

"Too ruthless...and too fast." The young镖局 disciple's Adam's apple bobbed as he muttered to himself, his tone filled with awe.

"There were hundreds of people just now, all of them were bloodthirsty and didn't care about their lives."

If it were us holding out, we could only hold out for a short while at most; we couldn't possibly stop this surging tide of people.

"Just one man like Master Li, and in an instant, he's driven the people to their knees."

Sun Liancheng gripped the long knife tightly in his hand, his palms sweating profusely, and said in a deep voice, "This is not ruthlessness, it is moderation."

Look closely, those who fell to the ground and died were all the thugs who led the trouble and injured others.

None of the ordinary people were injured. Master Li was very clear-headed; he could clearly distinguish between good and evil, and would never indiscriminately kill innocent people.

Lin Zhengxing nodded, his eyes filled with admiration and certainty: "Following Brother Xin, you will never suffer a loss, nor will you die in vain."

But something's not right about what happened today. This sudden upheaval in the marketplace is too suspicious.

It looks like a disturbance, but it's actually fraught with danger; there's probably something much bigger waiting for us behind the scenes.

The group whispered rapidly, their unease growing stronger.

They were all seasoned veterans who had spent years navigating the world, accustomed to conflict and treachery.

It was already clear that this chaos was not a simple outburst of public resentment, but rather the result of layers of scheming.

Beneath the inner courtyard corridor, Zhuang Hongxiu stood quietly with Xiaoyue and the other women.

Everyone gripped their clothes tightly, held their breath, and stared intently at the commotion outside the front gate.

Most of the girls were orphans who had received kindness from Li Xin and were taken in by Li Yuan. They had never seen such a bloody and tragic scene.

Looking at the corpses and bloodstains outside the door from afar, everyone turned pale, felt panicked, and trembled slightly.

But no one panicked, screamed, or lost their composure.

Zhuang Hongxiu was the most composed, but even she felt a tightness in her chest at this moment.

She saw through it all; today's farce was a diversionary tactic from the very beginning...

The eldest son, Li Cheng, led a team on an inspection tour, leaving the main force of the manor vulnerable, which allowed the enemy to launch a precise attack.

First, they use the chaos caused by displaced people to exhaust their energy and disturb their minds; there must be a backup plan lurking behind them.

The real killer move has not yet been revealed.

"Everyone, stay calm, guard the inner courtyard, and don't peek out or make a sound."

Zhuang Hongxiu lowered her voice and gently instructed, her tone calm and composed, "Young Master knows what he's doing, but we mustn't cause trouble."

Guarding the inner courtyard is the greatest help we can give our young master.

The girls nodded in unison, gritted their teeth, steadied themselves, and remained on guard.

The doors and windows of the houses and shops on both sides of the street were wide open.

The onlookers were already terrified and their minds were shaken.

The previously noisy discussions have now completely subsided, and the entire street is now completely silent.

Previously, some people believed the rumors that Li Xin oppressed the people, was cruel and bloodthirsty, and were waiting to see him ruined and destroyed.

Some people, however, were simply waiting to see what would happen, anticipating a major upheaval and a confrontation between the powerful and the common people.

But after witnessing the whole thing, everyone kept their mouths shut.

"So that's how it is... All the dead were the wicked ringleaders; not a single ordinary citizen was injured."

“I always thought Brother Xin was a good man. He usually helps refugees and the poor. How could he oppress the people for no reason?”

It turns out someone was deliberately spreading rumors and stirring up trouble!

"These troublemakers are too audacious. They were used as pawns without even realizing it, and they lost their lives for nothing. They are both pitiful and hateful."

"Something's not right, something's not right... This is definitely not over."

Such a large-scale operation couldn't possibly end so hastily; there must be other plans behind it.

An elderly man squinted and stared intently at the long street, whispering a reminder to those around him, his tone full of solemnity.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange change occurred.

Just as the more than three hundred rioters were slaughtered and their morale collapsed, chaos reigned.

A chilling, eerie laugh suddenly erupted from underground.

The laughter was neither male nor female, hoarse and grating, carrying an indescribable eerie and chilling quality.

It penetrated the noisy breathing and sobbing, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

It sent chills down your spine and made the hairs on your body stand on end.

You've been tricked.

Click...

Ten steps away from Li Xin, the thick bluestone pavement suddenly cracked and rose up, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere.

A lithe and powerful figure, taking advantage of the momentum of breaking through the ground, suddenly soared into the sky.

He flipped in mid-air and landed.

The newcomer was dressed in a bright red outfit, the fabric of which was strange, gleaming with a faint blood-red sheen under the gloomy sunlight.

His face was branded with a lifelike pattern of flames and lotus flowers.

The patterns were crimson red, like flames, and looked eerie and terrifying.

He was strong and robust, with solid muscles and bones, exuding a powerful aura of long-term hard training, and his eyes had clear black and white pupils.

On one side was a near-mad frenzy, and on the other was a chilling killing intent.

Two extreme emotions intertwine, revealing a bizarre obsession and ruthlessness.

What's most baffling is that as he stepped forward, a fleeting crimson lotus mark would appear on the ground with each step he took.