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Lin Hao raised his sword step by step, cutting off a hundred lives with a single strike. He didn't show any mercy. Even if it was a disciple who had lost his will to fight and knelt down to beg for mercy, the circling flame dragon would still devour him without hesitation.    

    

He was ruthless, like a god of death.    

    

Lin Hao's eyes were indifferent. A thick layer of pure black and white killing intent was floating on his body. The killing intent condensed into a solid substance around Lin Hao, and even extended to three meters away from him.    

    

Within these three meters, the weaker disciples would be pressed to the ground no matter how much courage they had. They would even be crushed to death by this killing intent. There was no need for Lin Hao to do anything.    

    

Killing one person was a crime, slaughtering ten thousand people was a hero!    

    

Enraging Lin Hao was already a capital offense, not to mention that the entire Sect was just an evil sect made up of bandits and raiders. Lin Hao didn't feel the slightest bit of pressure when killing them.    

    

If he killed them, what could he do to them?    

    

The world called it a sin to kill. People feared that they would fall into hell, and people would lose their nature for it. People said that kindness was above all, people said that they should spare people, and people said that they should be forgiving...    

    

All bullshit!!!    

    

That was the excuse that people found for themselves to be cowardly!    

    

If they had to swallow their anger and humiliation when their friends and family were humiliated, and they had to lower their heads, then what was the point of coming to this world? In the end, this world was still a world where strength was respected and one's heart did not violate the rules. Why should he care about the cowardly and laughable views of the people of this world!    

    

The cowardice had already passed along with the cycle of reincarnation, and one's murderous heart could still be relieved!    

    

What does the cowardice of my past life have to do with me? In this life, my supreme murderous heart adheres to my nature. As long as I am at ease, I will kill as I wish to prove my Dao through killing!    

    

The killing intent in Lin Hao's heart became more and more clear. The killing intent on his body became more and more pure. It revolved around the killing intent. Black was black, white was white, and it was just like the nature in Lin Hao's heart.    

    

Lin Hao's Longsword moved. Countless lives were broken under Lin Hao's feet and fell into silence.    

    

The killing intent was restless, like a dark cloud that shrouded the heaven and earth.    

    

Under Lin Hao's feet, not a single life could survive. They were either burned by the raging flames, electrocuted by the Lightning, or scared to death by the killing intent.    

    

There were thousands and thousands of ways to die, but it was just a path to death.    

    

Even these bandits and raiders, who had the nature of burning and robbing, turned pale and uneasy after seeing this terrifying massacre.    

    

Exactly what sort of firm person was it that possessed such killing intent? Exactly what sort of formidable person was it that was able to slaughter thousands of people by himself?    

    

Everyone looked at Lin Hao. From greed at the beginning to shock later on, to fear now, everyone saw that White-clothed Youth no longer looked like a young man.    

    

In their eyes, the current Lin Hao should be a devil with a horn on his head, a trident in his hand, and a skull necklace. In front of this devil, all of them who had committed crimes were no longer eye-catching.    

    

However, this devil Lin Hao had never killed innocents. What he had killed was just a scum that even the hell hated.    

    

No one could stop Lin Hao anymore.    

    

Lin Hao's footsteps never stopped from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside.    

    

The number of people who died under Lin Hao's sword, from three thousand to seven thousand, did not stop at all.    

    

Whether it was the martial artist at the peak of the Gundam or Low-grade Martial Master who was stronger than the intermediate level, they all attacked with their swords.    

    

After the strike, none of the people in front of Lin Hao survived.    

    

On this day, the disciples of Flame Sea Sect were stained with blood. On this day, Lin Hao's name spread far and wide, and he began to enter the line of sight of the higher ups of kingdom.