allonlinenovel Chapter 35 A Sudden Argument for Killing
Chapter 35 A Sudden Argument for Killing
At first, the bandit leader was able to wield his broadsword and barely manage to parry a few blows. Each collision produced a clanging sound of metal striking metal.
Han Yi's movements were too fast, and he could always skillfully dodge attacks by turning to the side. Several times, the bandit leader clearly hit his vital points, but was knocked away by a powerful recoil. Han Yi seemed to be invulnerable to swords and spears, which made the bandit leader feel very uneasy.
In the instant he lost focus, Han Yi's hard, iron-like knee slammed into his abdomen.
He groaned, his body involuntarily contorting into a shrimp-like shape, and under the immense impact, he was sent flying backward.
Han Yi reacted quickly, grabbing his arm and pulling him back forcefully, bringing him back to his front, and then thrusting his knee into his abdomen again.
"Pfft!" The bandit leader spat out a mouthful of blood, but after falling to the ground, he was still able to get up.
"Put down your weapons and surrender with your men! You are no match for me, and I don't want to take your life." Han Yi once again urged him not to resist, but the bandit leader was also stubborn and swung his knife at Han Yi again.
Han Yi glared, too lazy to dodge, and lashed out with his right leg like a whip, blocking the bandit leader's broadsword with a "bang," before kicking him in the chest.
The kick was so powerful that he flew backward like a cannonball.
Before he could even land, Han Yi lunged forward again, stomping down and crippling the hand that was holding the knife.
"Ah!" The bandit leader screamed in agony, rolling on the ground in pain, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, staining the ground beneath him red.
Then he kicked him again, breaking one of his legs, before stopping.
The setting sun cast its glow upon him, making his eyes sparkle, yet revealing a hint of sinister charm.
"Don't hold a grudge against me. I told you long ago that I'm heavy-handed." Han Yi calmly squatted down and spoke, his tone revealing no emotion.
The bandit leader's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to pounce on Han Yi, but his broken limbs wouldn't obey him.
He clenched his fists tightly and slammed them against the ground, shouting, "I'll repay this humiliation a hundredfold!"
Upon hearing this, Han Yi's murderous intent surged, and his eyes instantly turned icy cold.
"The old man is right. Making threats without any real strength will only invite trouble! I, Han Yi, will take responsibility for your life!"
He clenched his fist and, with all his might, slammed it into the bandit leader's face.
The latter had no time to react. With a "crack," his head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Only then did his accomplices catch up. When they saw their boss's tragedy, their faces contorted with rage, their eyes blazing with fury. They wished they could tear Han Yi apart alive to avenge their boss.
"If you don't get out of here now, you'll miss your chance!"
Han Yi, however, acted as if nothing had happened, his eyes frighteningly calm. His face and body were splattered with blood, and drops of blood dripped from his fists, falling to the ground and seeping into the grass.
"Let's go! Kill him, avenge our boss, and then go slaughter the village!" someone shouted.
"I didn't want to kill anyone, but you're courting death, so don't blame me!" Upon hearing the words "massacre the village," Han Yi's killing intent was already made up. Qingfeng Village was the place where he grew up.
He charged at the bandits first. At this moment, he was no longer the carefree prince, nor the Taoist priest Yu Ji who cultivated diligently on Mount Qingluan, but a deadly demon from hell.
A bandit brandished a large knife and slashed menacingly at Han Yi, but Han Yi easily dodged it and simultaneously punched the bandit hard through the abdomen.
The punch was incredibly powerful; the bandit groaned as his abdomen was pierced through.
Seeing this, the other bandits pounced on Han Yi like madmen.
Han Yi moved freely among the bandits, his powerful punches leaving them with bloodied faces; every move he made was imbued with immense strength and precise judgment, and none of the bandits who were hit survived, all falling to the ground dead.
Another bandit raised his broadsword and swung it down at Han Yi's head. Han Yi remained calm, dodging the blade and then striking the bandit in the armpit with a punch. The bandit howled in pain, his arm went limp, and the broadsword slipped from his grasp. Han Yi caught the sword, swung it backhand, and a flash of cold light—the bandit was cut in two.
Although the bandits were numerous and powerful, they were no match for Han Yi's overwhelming strength.
Their attacks all missed, but Han Yi's counterattack killed them all.
The battle turned into a one-sided massacre. One by one, the bandits fell, most of them dying instantly, with only a very few lucky ones still groaning in pain on the ground.
The ground was covered in blood and corpses, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.
Han Yi's plain clothes were soaked in blood, turning them into blood-stained garments. His eyes were filled with ferocity as he continued to hunt down the remaining bandits, as if he wanted to dye the clouds in the sky blood red.
Finally, the last bandit fell, and Han Yi put down his "butcher's knife".
As dusk approached, Han Yi came to his senses and, seeing the bandits lying haphazardly on the ground, plopped down on the ground. This was the first time the young prince had killed someone with his own hands, personally slaughtering over a hundred lives.
"The villain!"