Martial Arts? Sorry, I am better at Thunder Spell!-Chapter 480 - 266 people are doing it under the heavens’ watch, and three feet above your head, there are deities! (Subscribe! Vote for the monthly ticket!)
Chapter 480: 266 people are doing it under the heavens’ watch, and three feet above your head, there are deities! (Subscribe! Vote for the monthly ticket!)
In the last building of the village, a native holding an AK aimed at a woman lying in a pool of blood on the ground.
Just a moment ago, his AK had fired accidentally, shooting through the woman’s lower abdomen.
The woman’s lower half went numb instantly as she fell to the ground in agonizing struggle.
Next to the woman was a little girl who crouched beside her mother, scared into loud sobs.
A few of the natives looked at the commotion filled with the cries of the child.
These cold-blooded creatures grew impatient.
"Noise to death!"
They walked over, ready to open fire on the little girl.
In their eyes, humans and animals were no different; the little girl was too noisy, just like chickens and ducks, easy to slaughter at will.
One native pointed the gun barrel at the young girl, and in the next second, his finger was about to pull the trigger.
Inside the building, over a thousand hostages watched this scene, all showing expressions of despair.
Their hearts lamented, but no one dared to stand up and say anything.
Because the other party had guns.
Their mortal flesh was nothing against bullets.
Previously, there had been those who had stood up and spoken, but a few minutes later, that person was dead.
Their organs had been removed from their bodies, and their corpse was chopped up and fed to the dogs.
Their fate was unbearably tragic.
Thus, in such a situation, one could only play mute.
Watching the armed native point the gun at the little girl.
The middle-aged woman lying on the ground also showed a look of despair, desperately pleading for mercy.
But what met her were punches and kicks from several adults.
The middle-aged woman had already been shot, and now after a brutal beating,
she was quickly on the brink of death.
Another native pulled the trigger.
A bullet flew out of the gun, aiming straight at the girl’s forehead.
Just at this critical moment,
a streak of golden light flashed by.
Then, the natives suddenly discovered that at some point, a golden long sword had appeared in front of them.
The long sword materialized out of thin air in front of the natives.
"Clang!"
The blade was incredibly precise, blocking the fired bullet.
A force of recoil emitted from the sword of golden light, and the bullet was directly reflected back.
With a "whoosh!" the bullet rebounded,
striking the forehead of the native who had fired the gun, piercing through his skull; filled with disbelief, he could not have imagined that he would die like this.
Killed by his own bullet.
With the appearance of the Golden Divine Sword,
the little girl was stunned.
What was this?
The group of natives was terrified.
Looking at their fallen comrade, then at the Golden Sword, as if they had seen a ghost.
Such a bizarre thing was beyond any of them. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
The Golden Sword transformed into a streak of golden light, rushing towards them rapidly.
The natives still attempted to resist, shooting at the Golden Sword.
But it was all to no effect.
A Divine Sword like this one, how could it be afraid of bullets?
The bullets were all repelled by the terrifying Sword Qi surrounding the sword.
The Golden Sword was like a sword of reaping lives.
In just a few moments, it had pierced through the hearts of everyone present, the dozens of armed natives, all dead.
The thousands of hostages witnessing this scene were so shocked they could not speak.
None of them knew where this Golden Sword came from, but its power filled them with immense fear.
For it was too powerful.
In a few breaths, it had killed over a dozen people.
Worse than a gun.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
After the Golden Sword had killed all the armed natives here, a streak of light flew from a distance.
It slowly descended into the building.
This figure was Taoist Jing Xuan himself, rushing to the scene.
Taoist Jing Feng was responsible for the frontal assault to attract fire.
Jiao Taoist provided aerial strikes and cover fire.
Taoist Jing Xuan was in charge of rescuing the hostages.
He had just arrived and saw the group of armed natives, so overbearing and butchering the hostages.
Not even sparing the little girl.
Could Taoist Jing Xuan tolerate this?
With a single sword strike, he had slain all the people here.
For these cold-blooded beasts, they didn’t even deserve his rites for the dead.
Die then!
Taoist Jing Xuan entered the building, and the Golden Sword flew back into its sheath behind him.
Seeing the suddenly appearing Red Robed Taoist,
all the hostages were stunned.
Was the incredibly potent Golden Sword his?
The most outrageous thing was,
had this Taoist flown all the way here?
This was surely a god!
Among the hostages, there were foreigners from various regions.
Seeing Taoist Jing Xuan, who had suddenly appeared to save lives and had flown through the air, stepping on the Void, killing with the Golden Sword,
many foreigners even knelt down on the spot.
"God!!"
"The Buddha has manifested!"
"Jesus bless us! Amen!"
...
These foreigners each had their own different faiths.
Seeing Taoist Jing Xuan’s bravery, they immediately regarded him as a deity of their religion.
They believed that it was the god of their own sect who had manifested.
Shouting Jesus, God, the Tathagata...
Fortunately, many people from Dragon Country recognized Taoist Jing Xuan.
"What Buddha, what God? This is a Taoist from our Dragon Country! The Xuanmen Sect of Taoism, eternally divine!"
"It’s Taoist Jing Xuan! Wuuwuuwuu! I didn’t expect that the Taoist would come to save us in the end!"
"Holy shit, it’s really Taoist Jing Xuan, am I dreaming? I thought I was a goner this time!"
...
Many countrymen recognized the Taoists from Qingyun Mountain.
Taoist Jing Xuan, being one of the few Red Robed Taoists of Qingyun Mountain.
Although he was not as famous as the Sliding King, Taoist Jing Feng,
there were still many who knew him.
Those from Dragon Country who were detained here saw Taoist Jing Xuan as if they saw a savior.
They had been locked up here for months.
Many companions had died right next to them, many had lost hope.
