At this mont, Ye Luo was like a god of slaughter incarnate, terrible murderous aura enveloped the area, his eyes turning an incomparably bloody red.
"Ye Luo..."
Looking at Ye Luo, Yan Ling’s pale face revealed a pitiful yet beautiful smile, her eyes filled with a deep sweetness, and although her body was covered in wounds, she still looked radiantly dazzling.
"Sister Yan, I’m sorry, it’s my fault I didn’t protect you well!"
Ye Luo wore a look of guilt as he gazed at Yan Ling.
"It’s okay, the fact that you ca already shows how much I an to you, but I don’t want you to be in any danger," Yan Ling said, her eyes brimming with tenderness and affection as she looked at Ye Luo.
"Don’t worry, these scum can’t hurt , and today, for the injuries you suffered, I’ll make them pay back a hundredfold!"
Ye Luo’s voice roared like thunder as his blood-red eyes flashed with a bone-chilling murderous intent, glancing at Wu Jianxiong atop the spirit hall.
"Kill!"
As Wu Jianxiong faced Ye Luo’s overwhelming murderous intent, his expression remained as calm as still water, completely unaffected. A cold and grim word of ’kill’ spilled from his mouth, signaling the start of a bloody battle at the Wu Family.
In an instant, hundreds of Wu Family guard elites surrounding Ye Luo all swung their weapons and launched an attack. Although their fighting spirit had dropped under the influence of Ye Luo’s terrifying murderous intent,
they were, after all, the well-trained elite of the Wu Family, each of them possessing a martial arts foundation. At Wu Jianxiong’s command, they still raised their weapons and attacked as a group.
Endless flashes of blade light bombarded Ye Luo, and although the murderous intent they conjured together couldn’t compare with Ye Luo’s overwhelming aura, it was still incredibly terrifying.
"All of you, go die!"
Ye Luo, enraged and filled with unbearable killing intent due to the many wounds on Yan Ling’s body, erupted with fury and murderous drive as he watched the Wu Family mbers attack.
Boom!
With one punch, in the blink of an eye, a figure’s head burst open, the white brain matter mingling with the red blood in a grueso explosion, spattering Ye Luo’s face with fresh blood, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.
With a single strike, such a bloody scene erupted, montarily stunning the crowd. But Ye Luo showed no signs of stopping, his fists continuously swinging, punching one figure after another to death.
Ye Luo was now even more frenzied and vicious than the night before, completely unleashing the savage side of a ferocious beast, striking with no rcy.
The Nine Yang True Qi within his body, as if sensing Ye Luo’s anger and killing intent, surged violently, filling his entire body. With every punch Ye Luo threw, it inflicted devastating damage.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Luo’s face was covered in fresh blood, the stench of gore filled the air, and at his feet already lay over a dozen corpses in a pitiful state, their blood having dyed the ground of the Wu Family estate red.
The group of Wu Family guards were so deeply shaken by Ye Luo’s frenzied and brutal thods that for a mont no one dared to approach him.
Seeing this scene from atop the spirit hall, Wu Jianxiong frowned and said in a deep voice, "Injure him with one slash, and earn a million as a reward."
As Wu Jianxiong’s words spread, the expressions of the Wu Family guards instantly revitalized, the fear in their eyes once again overtaken by greed.
As the saying goes, a man will risk death for wealth, as will a bird perish for food. Under the massive financial incentive, the guards’ trembling hearts were completely filled with the prospect of a million.
After all, in this world, whether it is anything, it is difficult to escape the temptation of money, unless those martial arts warriors who are transcendent and unsullied. However, these people had not reached that level.
Moreover, just by striking Ye Luo with one slash, one could earn a million, driven by such a stimulus, the group transford back into a pack of tiger-leopard like greedy wolves, completely ignoring the brutal scene Ye Luo just displayed, and charged at him with steel weapons in hand.
"I want to see whether you want money or your lives!"
Ye Luo snorted contemptuously, True Qi enveloping his entire body, his formidable strength displayed as he stimulated Wandering Dragon’s Hundred Steps, weaving through the crowd. With every punch, every kick, soone would inevitably fall.
For a mont, the air of the Wu Family was filled with a pungent sll of blood, which would definitely shake Jinling if the scene were to spread out.
"Family Head, these people can’t stop him, should we..."
The middle-aged man in white standing next to Wu Jianxiong said with a slight frown upon viewing the scene unfolding before them.
"Open fire."
Wu Jianxiong uttered coldly.
The middle-aged man looked shocked, glancing at Ye Luo, he said, "But there are many of our people around him now, firing now might injure our own."
"As long as he dies, what does it matter if the entire Wu Family is sacrificed!"
Wu Jianxiong’s voice was hoarse, carrying a ruthless tone.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man gave the order, and the Wu Family mbers around them, each holding firearms, raised their guns at Ye Luo.
As Jinling’s foremost family, the Wu Family naturally had quite a few firearms, but these were seldom used. Today, they had been brought out to deal with Ye Luo.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
...
In the blink of an eye, countless bullets burst forth, swarming towards Ye Luo.
At that mont, Ye Luo was in the midst of slaughtering the Wu Family mbers, when suddenly the sound of gunfire erupted, and his body swiftly dodged the bullets, but the Wu Family Guards, who were eager to strike Ye Luo with a slash to earn the million reward, had not anticipated their Family Head suddenly ordering to shoot.
Instantly, they beca the sacrificed, as bullets riddled their bodies, blood spraying from them, their faces showing confused and helpless expressions as they fell to the ground.
As the Wu Family gunn began firing, the surrounding Wu Family Guards were hit in succession, and in the end, they died not by Ye Luo’s hand, but by friendly fire.
The place where Ye Luo was, was a vast open area with nowhere to hide.
Although his movent was incredibly fast, facing the frenzied shooting from more than a dozen firearms all around, it was hard to cover all the angles. Fortunately, he wore the Gold Silk Soft Armor, which provided protection to his vital organs.
However, soon Ye Luo let out a muffled grunt, as a bullet struck his left arm, the blood gushing out.
Ye Luo instantly rolled on the ground, grabbed a steel knife from the floor, and started waving it, boldly blocking the rain of bullets, sparks flashing as bullets hit the blade.
Ye Luo then roared, unleashing Wandering Dragon’s Hundred Steps, his body like lightning as he charged towards several Wu Family gunn, his right hand wielding the knife in a move like the Mountain Splitting Strike.
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