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'Aaaah!'

Cries as shrill as wails for one's parents rang out.

Chen Yang, who was standing nearby, was left dumbfounded.

Th-These were all Level 4 Martial Artists!

The leader was very likely a Level 5 Martial Artist, even stronger than a Level 4 Martial Artist.

How had he failed to withstand even a single move from Brother Fan?

Although he was not yet a Martial Artist, he had studied the basic knowledge of the Martial Dao extensively.

The blades Jiang Fan had just released were not physical objects, but had been formed by materializing Heaven and Earth Energy!

As everyone knew, manipulating Heaven and Earth Energy was something only Level 4 or higher Martial Artists could do!

Jiang Fan could use such a move. He definitely had not relied on some Secret Technique or the like. He should genuinely be a Level 4 or higher Martial Artist.

Judging by his proficiency and the comparison of their combat strength, he had probably already reached Level 5 or higher!

Good heavens!

Even his father back then had only been a Level 6 Martial Artist!

Jiang Fan was still so young, yet he had already achieved such an astounding level!

Chen Yang's eyes instantly burned with fervor as he looked at Jiang Fan.

Meanwhile, Jiang Fan had not noticed Chen Yang's reaction. He merely gazed indifferently at the blood and severed limbs covering the ground, utterly devoid of emotion.

"Does it hurt?"

'Aaaah!'

The only response was still countless shrill cries.

He had controlled the force of his blades perfectly. Each person had been cut exactly eighty-one times, yet not a single cut was fatal.

Aside from their mutilated bodies, every one of them still had a breath left in them.

That degree of force was just enough to make them wish they