Bloodstained Street for Ten Miles

Lufan's words fell.

The entire street instantly fell into silence.

Then let's kill them all...

A plain and unremarkable sentence made many people...shudder in fear.

The knife at Luo Cheng's waist was unsheathed with a "swish," his eyes shining brightly, and his blood boiling inside him. He had been waiting for Lufan's words.

"Understood, I will lead the way!"

Luo Cheng said.

As soon as the words fell, he raised the long knife in his hand.

"Kill those who wield weapons!"

"Kill those who conspire against us!"

The words fell.

The Ironblood Army behind him immediately moved.

The sound of "swish" echoed.

Everyone unsheathed their ** from their waists.

Chen Beixun stared in disbelief, unable to imagine that Lufan would be so decisive and fearless!

If this matter were to spread, Lufan would surely be subject to public criticism!

However, Lufan had already killed so many Confucian scholars and had long been subject to public criticism. Thinking of this, Chen Beixun felt somewhat confused.

Although Lufan looked sickly, like a jade-like young master, compared to Lu Changkong, he was much more crazy and ruthless!

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were shocked. Their backs, which were originally straight, curved again under Lufan's command.

There were indeed quite a few ** hired by the three major families and many small merchants' associations.

In fact, these ** were just a bunch of hooligans and ruffians, idle all day long.

They were no strangers to gathering crowds and causing trouble.

With Lufan's order.

These people were stunned.

Then, someone let out a roar of anger.

"You thief! We will fight you to the death!"

Under this roar of anger.

The hooligans ** started to act.

There were many of them.

Most of the Ironblood Army was stationed on the city wall, guarding Beiluo City.

And Luo Cheng's small squad had only dozens of people.

However, Luo Cheng's face was cold and indifferent. With a sweep of his long knife, he cut a hooligan ** in half.

The other Ironblood soldiers were equally cold and decisive. They were soldiers, well-trained soldiers, not a group of miscellaneous mobs.

Nie Changqing also made a move.

With the butchering knife in his hand twirling, he also joined the Ironblood Army.

With the addition of a six-sound Grandmaster, the hooligans were even less of a match. After a brief resistance, they began to completely collapse.

Many of the ** were scared out of their wits, and the clubs and machetes in their hands fell to the ground.

They cried out in fear.

"We only took the money! We didn't rebel!"

"We were wrong, we were wrong! Spare us, sir!"

"We never intended to rebel...we really didn't!"

...

 However, these cries and wails did not soften Luo Cheng's heart at all.

With a swift motion, blood stained the streets for miles.

The crowds on both sides fell silent, and those who had previously joined the ** team and shouted slogans to show off now had pale faces, trembling bodies, and a stench of urine.

Amidst the lingering bloodshed, Lu Fan played with chess pieces, his face calm.

The people were no match for the soldiers at all.

The ** members were quickly subdued.

No, it should be said that they were all killed. Lu Fan had them all executed, leaving no survivors.

There was no need to leave any survivors. It was clear to all who was behind these **.

Yue Xiuhao placed her hand on the wheelchair's handle and gently pushed.

The wooden wheels rolled over the blood-stained bricks on the long street, creating an atmosphere of deathly silence. Although the sun was high in the sky, everyone was filled with bone-chilling coldness.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan looked desperate as they watched this hellish scene, their hearts trembling.

The fate of these ** was likely to be their own fate as well.

Their mental defenses had been completely shattered by Lu Fan.

Although Chen Beixun remained stubborn, the slight trembling of his beautiful beard revealed his inner turmoil.

Boom!

Luo Cheng kicked open the gates of the Liu Manor.

He rushed into the manor.

Inside the manor, private soldiers who had been struck by Lu Changkong waved their weapons, but they were soon suppressed by Luo Cheng.

Blood stained the Liu Manor.

Some of the prestigious figures in the manor were escorted out.

After resisting a few Iron Blood Army soldiers, some of the rebellious Liu Manor warriors were overwhelmed. Blood flowed like a river as numerous ** stabbed into their bodies.

...

Chen Manor.

At the mahogany table, a group of people were drinking and enjoying themselves.

Suddenly, a member of the Chen family rushed into the manor, crawling and rolling.

"Something... something bad happened!"

"The City Lord's Manor has accused us of rebellion, slaughtered the **, searched the Liu Manor and Zhu Manor, and is now heading towards the Chen Manor!"

The member of the Chen family had a terrified expression on his face, and the sight of the bloody streets made him gasp for breath.

Lu Fan's decisiveness and the ruthlessness of the Iron Blood Army frightened him.

"What?!"

The leaders of the Liu and Zhu families stood up in shock, and even the powerful swordsmen from the Sword Sect wore disbelief on their faces.

Those were hundreds of people. How could Lu Fan dare to order their mass execution?!

They had agreed that the law would not punish the masses, but Lu Fan completely ignored the rules and resorted to killing.

Many small business owners in the Chen Manor trembled.

"What are you afraid of? Does Lu Fan really dare to exterminate all of us from the three major families and the small businesses?"

"In that case, Beiluo City will descend into chaos, and the importance of our businesses in stabilizing people's livelihoods is self-evident..."

"He's just bluffing..."

At the round table, many small business owners whispered to each other.

However, the leaders of the Liu and Zhu families had pale faces and felt like they were about to faint.

The swordsmen from the Sword Sect sitting at the mahogany table furrowed their brows.

"It is rumored that this young master Lu Ping'an of Beiluo City is hot-tempered due to his leg ailment. It seems to be somewhat true now."

"But, there is a price to pay for such temper... His slaughter will undoubtedly provoke the discontent of people throughout the world. This is an evil act, and my Sword Sect... will exterminate this evil today!"

At the mahogany table, several powerful swordsmen of the Sword Sect stood up with their swords.

Many small business owners immediately applauded and cheered!

The more chaotic Beiluo City became, the better it was for them. The more chaos, the more they could take advantage of it and gain more benefits.

But the leaders of the Liu and Zhu families remained silent, their hands and feet icy cold.

"Senior Brother Jingyue, why don't you join us in exterminating the evil?!"

Suddenly, the leader of the swordsmen, who hid three swords in his scabbard made of yellow pearwood, looked at the motionless swordsman sitting at the mahogany table, drinking alone.

However, this Senior Brother Jingyue just shook his head.

"Wait a little longer. I have informed the other six heroes of the Sword Sect... When the seven of us gather, we can determine the outcome with our swords."

This person was called Jingyue, the swordsman who had frenziedly fled on the Beiluo Lake that day.

Lu Fan's confidant, Nie Changqing, had strength beyond his imagination.

He alone would not be able to defeat Nie Changqing. The Sword Sect had at least four experts, giving them a chance to win and kill the enemy.

"Seven heroes... Senior Brother Jingyue is too cautious. With our combined strength, even if there are seven Grandmasters, they would have to retreat. What is there to fear from the two guards of the Young Master of Beiluo City?"

The swordsman, who hid three swords in his scabbard made of yellow pearwood, blinked his eyes and showed a hint of disdain.

But Senior Brother Jingyue sitting at the mahogany table remained silent, immersed in his own thoughts and pouring himself another drink.

This swordsman felt ignored, snorted lightly, and then brushed his sleeve. Two fingers tapped on the scabbard in succession.

Bang!

A sword flew out and landed in his hand. He headed towards the manor's entrance, with several Sword Sect disciples and many curious small business owners and merchants following behind him, leaving the mahogany table and the main hall.

Suddenly.

As soon as this swordsman stepped out of the threshold of the main hall, his heart clenched. As a Five Grandmasters warrior, his instincts made his eyes widen.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Five surges of Qi and blood exploded within his body.

A dark aura seemed to descend from the sky and tore through the air from outside the Chen Manor.

Everyone's vision blurred.

They only saw the dark aura disperse.

Transforming into a pitch-black pig-killing knife.

The swordsman who carried the scabbard hiding three swords, without even a low growl, had his head split open by the pig-killing knife that arrived out of thin air.

Dead as soon as he stepped out.

The entire Chen Manor fell into an instant silence.

The strong scent of blood filled the noses of the people who had just walked out of the main hall...