The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]

The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]
Chapter 443: The Thickening Shouts of Blood

Just as the bearded captain finished his words, he closed his eyes, took out his greatsword and with a shout, he charged forward!


He has the right mindset. Rather than standing glued and waiting for death to come knocking on their door, they better attack together. Perhaps in a state of chaos, they might be able to injure Li Moying.


Upon hearing those words, everyone seemed to have woken up from their dreams and started to take up their weapons to rebel.


Before they start moving.


Another blood curdling scream sounded and like a secret weapon, the corpse of the bearded captain was thrown towards them.


In an instant, the most powerful Captain had become a dead man!


The smell of blood kept on coming out.


Li Moying stood still in the middle of the camp. It was this serious and loud silence that frightened everyone.


The soldiers were frightened and did not dare to fight any further. Looking at the others, they turned around and started running!


They had experienced enough battles to know that the critical point of retreat was to run in a different direction. This way, no matter how fast the pursuers were, it would be difficult to catch up to everyone.


Except for the unlucky ones, the rest had a high possibility of escaping.


But what they did not expect was that Li Moying's speed was faster than they had imagined!


He pursued one big step and calmed it down in no time. After which, he immediately chased after up to the second victim!


An unceasing scream of blood rang out in the camp. One by one, the corpses lined the ground, drenched in blood.


Huang Yueli was thrown to the side when Li Moying first attacked.


And the power he used when throwing it was not gentle at all! It was as if he was taking out the trash; he threw it into a corner that caused him to fall down!


At first he was silently cursing but when he said the horrible sight at the campground, all that was left was gratitude!


The current scene in the campground was so horrendous that even he felt cold.


This was a massacre.no, it was not true, it should have been a torturous killing!


Li Moying had completely lost his mind and and in his eyes, these people were worse than ferocious beasts, so he threw them out in his own way!


Huang Yueli felt she was not worried. Those people were no match for him at all. He's too strong!


This was the real strength of cultivators at the ninth stage!


Or perhaps he should say it this way, even in his previous life, he had only seen Mu Chengying show this level of strength!


But... How did he do it? Wasn't he only at the sixth stage?


What the hell's been going on?


What exactly happened in the hour he left the tent?


Huang Yueli started thinking until she had a great headache but she was unable to find any clues.


Immediately, everyone in the Werewolf Charge Army died. None of them managed to escape.


The full moon shines brightly in the middle of the sky. A gloomy ray shone on the blood spilled on the campground, giving a very sinister feel to the forest.


And amidst the pool of blood in the camp stood the lonely Li Moying, still holding his Amethyst Light Sword, both of his hands covered in blood.


Around him.


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