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

The Templar Knight shifted to one side, sliding seven or eight meters backward, completely losing control of his body.

His greatsword was shattered, and his shield was dented and deformed.

The steel armor around its neck was also badly damaged, and it spewed out a mist of blood from its mouth.

But it still managed to block it in the end.

A painful howl escaped his lips: "Divine Shield... Thorn Slash!"

This command was not a shout of his own name, but a reminder to his companion Rhodes, who was rushing towards him.

Out of the corner of my eye.

The gleaming silver spear crashed down and bounced back up, transforming into a streak of cold light that struck its companion's throat.

It's as if it doesn't need to catch its breath.

Sizzle...

The massive figure charging up from behind, however, displayed even more refined technique.

It's unclear whether they saw the result of their previous act of blocking a shot.

The man tilted his shield slightly and drew an arc to the left, barely managing to deflect and block Li Xin's spear thrust.

At the same time, the greatsword dragging behind him flashed with a cold light.

Suddenly, seven or eight sword lights, horizontal and vertical, burst forth from the left and right sides of his wrist...

The sword's momentum whistled, and a net formed in front of him.

With its height and length, and the breadth of its greatsword, it completely blocked off the area in front of it.

"This is [Cross Strike] and [Returning Thorn Slash]..."

Shen Xinlan was not idle at this moment either. She shouted a sentence, and her longsword turned into a streak of light, piercing the eye of a knight in front of her.

She knew that although her sword was fast, it couldn't penetrate armor.

Therefore, the priority is to avoid mistakes rather than seek merit, and to stall one person for time.

A cold light gleamed.

The knight ignored him completely, merely tilting his head slightly.

The helmet's mirrored steel armor had already blocked the sword's edge, and as sparks flew, the longsword slashed diagonally past.

Only a single mark is made on the surface of the steel.

The man steadied himself, took a step forward, and with a whoosh, his greatsword came crashing down on him.

It tore through the air, producing a dull, resonant sound.

[The sin of anger].

Helpless, Shen Xinlan stepped on the Nine Palaces formation, dodged a sword to the side, and thrust out with her backhand.

Ding……

The other party gently shrugged, deflecting the request.

Even the person's posture and gait were not affected.

"This shell..."

She was so angry that she almost started cursing.

Boom!

bang bang bang...

Just as Shen Xinlan was thinking of stalling for the other party's strength.

A loud bang reached my ears.

I felt a dull pain in my eardrum from the vibration, and a slight dizziness.

A deafening roar followed, like the beating of a giant drum.

……

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Human Hearts Are Unpredictable; Following the Clues

Shen Xinlan turned her head to look amidst her busy schedule.

Then they saw Li Xin leap up and land behind the armored man Rhodes, without anyone noticing.

His body was suspended in mid-air, holding his spear high, his back bent like a bow.

The spear was swung down, its shaft arcing through the air.

boom……

He knocked it down with a single blow.

Then came three or four blows, then five or six.

They launched a fierce attack on the steel head.

Swords break when blocked, shields crack when blocked...

The helmet visibly deformed and sank under the relentless onslaught of the storm.

I don't know exactly how many blows I received.

The crazed figure remained suspended in mid-air.

The enormous figure, nearly two meters tall, had no head visible on its neck.

Only the helmet was smashed into a solid sheet of metal, clinging tightly to his shoulder.

Just like the headless horseman in mythology.

Of course, the headless knight's legs were already knee-deep in the ground.

He became much shorter.

"If I can't break your armor, then I won't bother."

Li Xin let out a long breath, his eyes blazing with fierce fire.

With a twist of his waist, he flipped and spun, his spear dancing in a circle...

Regardless of whether the opponent blocked, parried, slashed, or cut, he lashed out at the second knight without any rhyme or reason.

This one is even worse...

He only took three blows before his neck twisted slightly to one side, and with a crack, his whole body froze.

Li Xin struck him with a stick, sending him sprawling to the ground. Crimson blood trickled from under his helmet.

However, Li Xin delivered a brutal blow, shattering his bones and scattering his brains.

He died on the spot, beyond any hope of survival.

"Your staff technique is excellent."

Shen Xinlan was so shocked that she didn't know what kind of expression to make.

Looking at the deformed and torn armor of the two Templar Knights, one standing and one lying down, I simply didn't know what to say.

Li Xin glanced at this "unparalleled gentleman" with a hint of regret.

He thought to himself that he had probably really drained this girl dry. Not a single drop, no, not even a shred of her confidence?

There's no pink either.

If you don't want to give it, then don't.

There are still over 800 civilians over there.

He went on a rampage, killing all the foreigners.

They also wiped out Gao Tianyun, the leader of Wohu Village, and all his gunmen.

The remaining bandits, presumably disguised, cowered among the crowd of people like quails, and were temporarily indistinguishable.

It's not that they didn't have malicious intent.

There's just too much malice in that one glance.

A total of six or seven hundred people, their gray and black aura surging forth, looked at him with eyes full of hatred and resentment.

"Yes, anyone who is jolted awake from their dream and whose hopes and dreams for a better future are shattered would be filled with resentment," Li Xin shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

Shen Xinlan, however, was also filled with pity. Looking at the people whose eyes were filled with hatred, she sighed, "They will understand one day. People's hearts are in turmoil, and it's hard to distinguish between good and evil. We only ask to have a clear conscience, not to worry about the final outcome..."

Li Xin picked up the silver revolver from Gao Tianyun's body and then untied the leather pouch from his waist.

This man is a notorious thief, so naturally he has plenty of money.

You don't even need to look; there's definitely a considerable sum of money in his pocket.

Of course, most importantly, this man, renowned for his marksmanship, must have a large proportion of handgun bullets in his personal inventory.

They have much more money than I do.

Li Xin lifted the money bag, hung it on his waist, and let out a sigh of frustration.

Finally, he approached the more than 800 refugees and said loudly, "Now, the foreigners and mountain bandits have been killed. The remaining bandits from Crouching Tiger Mountain Stronghold have infiltrated your crowd and are difficult to distinguish. Please be careful."

"Going to Datong Bridge, sailing along the river to the sea, to a foreign land, from then on, you'll have no worries about food and clothing... All these claims are nothing but beautiful lies woven by foreign merchants; don't believe them."

Seeing the indifference, wariness, and caution in most people's eyes, Li Xin smiled and raised his voice again: "There are no free lunches in this world, and there is no savior in this world."

Whether it's kings and generals, high-ranking officials, or people you spend every day with, they could all be deceiving you, let alone foreigners you've never met before.

They gave you a few cakes, a few loaves of bread, a few pounds of rice. They coaxed you with a few kind words, all they wanted was your blood and bones, and a lifetime of toil.

Haven't you considered that going to the open ocean might not lead you to heaven, but rather to the deepest hell?

After saying this...

Li Xin turned and left.

As the saying goes.

It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words.

I've done everything I could, but people just don't believe me.

Walked several dozen steps.

A shout came from behind...

Hundreds of people surged and crowded around the convoy.

They looted all the food, clothing, and other supplies.

A dense crowd of people scattered in all directions.

Li Xin and Shen Xinlan stood there quietly, watching without saying a word.

Only Li Xin noticed that among the dispersing crowd, there were still some people.

Heading into the depths of the mountains and forests, we left along the road we had come from.

Fourteen faint red lights, scattered in the air, gathered and entered his body.

"In the end, there are still people who believe, even if it only saves a very small number of people, the trip is still worthwhile."

Li Xin laughed heartily, and without further hesitation, turned and hurried away.

"Miss Shen, let's part ways here."

Go back and tell Miss Yourong that I'm waiting for her news.

After saying this, Li Xin picked up his silver spear and disappeared into the nearby bushes.

It ran faster and faster, running like a gentle breeze.

"Waiting for You Rong's news, what news?"

Shen Xinlan froze on the spot.

Suddenly I came to my senses.