Draw the Blade All the Way, Kill All the Way

Chen Family Village had lived by fishing for generations, for more than a hundred years by now.

What should have been a peaceful, tranquil night was shattered by a group of uninvited guests.

"Woo hahaha..."

A burst of bizarre cries and frenzied laughter rang out.

Several bandits held torches and set the village houses ablaze, turning every place they passed into a sea of fire.

Several villagers who had luckily escaped had barely stepped out of their courtyards before a bandit swung his blade and cut them down.

"Listen up, all of you! Hand over every last bit of your money and valuables. If I'm in a good mood, I might spare your lives. But if you make me unhappy, no one in this entire village will live to see tomorrow."

Just as the leader finished speaking,

a woman's crying suddenly rang out.

"Please, no! I'll give you all my money. Please let me go."

"I still have two young children to care for. I'm begging you."

"You little beauty, you're quite delicate-looking. How about this? If you can serve all of us brothers well, I'll spare your life. What do you say?"

As soon as the bandit spoke, lewd laughter rose from all around.

"You heartless beasts! I'll fight you to the death!"

Seeing his wife about to be humiliated, the woman's husband grabbed a shoulder pole from the courtyard and charged forward.

But he was only an ordinary man.

Though those bandits were not particularly strong, they still knew martial arts.

One bandit swung the long blade in his hand, instantly severing the shoulder pole. He then lashed out with a kick, sending the woman's husband flying.

He fell to the ground and could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The impact of the blow, coupled with the fury attacking his heart, caused him to pass out on the spot.

"A Hao..."

Seeing that her husband's life or death was unknown, the woman struggled with all her strength, but the power of two bandits was simply beyond her ability to resist.

"Behave yourself. Otherwise, it won't just be your husband you lose. These two little brats won't live either."

Seeing the terror in her children's eyes and their helpless expressions, the woman could only give up struggling.

One bandit laughed smugly and carried the woman away over his shoulder.

Scenes like this could be seen everywhere throughout the village.

Many young women were captured and humiliated by the bandits.

Just then, a streak of light shot in from the distance, and a bandit who had been laughing hideously suddenly fell silent.

After that bandit was killed, a black shadow flew back through the air—it was the Embroidered Spring Blade wrapped in cloth.

Lin Xiao reached out and caught the returning Embroidered Spring Blade in his hand.

In truth, these bandits were not real bandits. They merely gathered wealth for the people behind them, using this identity as an excuse to indulge their private desires.

The bandit's death alerted the bandit leader.

"Kid, did you kill my man?"

Holding a horsewhip, the bandit leader pointed it at Lin Xiao and asked coldly.

Lin Xiao glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.

Seeing that Lin Xiao did not answer him, the bandit leader flew into a rage.

He could not help roaring, "Kill him!"

Lin Xiao's expression was calm as still water. He held the Embroidered Spring Blade in one hand, while the other rested behind his back.

He glanced at the dozen or so bandits charging toward him. Like a great roc spreading its wings and diving down, he leaped through the air and plunged into their midst.

The Embroidered Spring Blade left its sheath, and in an instant, a blood-red hue engulfed the entire village.

A dark crimson streak of blood curved through the air in a bizarre arc, slashing out with incredible speed. The wind hissed as the heads of the first four bandits soared into the sky.

That single slash shook everyone present. Some of the bandits were so frightened that they hesitated, not daring to step forward.

But even if they did not advance, Lin Xiao had no intention of sparing them.

Lin Xiao leaped into the bandits' ranks. The Blood Knife flashed, and blood, severed limbs, and broken arms flew everywhere.

The spraying blood merged with the blade light, turning the entire battlefield into an Asura hell.

Since making his name in the martial world, this was the first time Lin Xiao had killed so freely.

The battle began quickly, and it ended even faster than expected. In only a dozen breaths, the bandits lay dead all around, more than a dozen corpses sprawled in every direction.

But before Lin Xiao could catch his breath, a fierce wind struck from behind him.

The attacker was the bandits' chief.

This man attacked with exceptional viciousness, and his blade technique was incomparably fierce and forceful. The timing he chose was also perfect.

Had it been an ordinary martial artist, even if they survived this strike, they would have been severely wounded.

But Lin Xiao possessed an extraordinary art, and his cultivation had reached the Innate Seventh Stage.

Without even turning around, he could sense the direction of the bandit leader's attack.

A dragon-elephant roar rang out. Lin Xiao turned and struck with his palm, sending the bandit leader and his horse flying together.

They scraped across the ground for more than ten meters before finally stopping.

One of the bandit leader's legs was pinned beneath the horse's body. He had to use all his strength before he could wrench himself free.

But the moment he raised his head, he saw a pair of cold, merciless eyes before him.

"You..."

Before the bandit leader could finish speaking, a streak of blood flashed past, followed by the sound of a blade returning to its sheath.