The sound of artillery shells bursting made the entire canyon feel as though it were trembling.
The rattle of machine guns sounded just like a real battlefield—a fight where only one side would survive.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!
Amidst the din of machine guns and artillery fire came piercing screams. The place that had been a paradise just moments before was now utterly transformed into a battlefield.
Those beautiful young maidens who had been laughing and playing in the swimming pool, on the lawn, and around the rockeries, or exercising with various men, were caught in the artillery fire while screaming, falling in pools of blood!
Their delicate frames, their proud figures—those lovely creatures capable of driving men to endless temptation—now lay in pools of blood, turned into terrifying, repulsive corpses.
All their former allure had simply been reduced to foul bags of skin that no one would ever fancy again.
The artillery barrage continued. On the large screen, numerous martial artists could be seen soaring into the sky to fight Li Daofeng.
Yet not one of these martial artists could last three moves against the sword formula unleashed by Li Daofeng's Yin-Yang Fan. They were struck down directly by Li Daofeng, or had their very bodies blasted into mists of blood.
In less than half an hour, all grew calm.
The artillery fire outside had ceased. Countless corpses lay strewn across the ground amidst piles of spent cartridge cases and a…
Chapter 120