Rumble!!!~~~

A series of continuous huge explosions suddenly sounded in Wangjia Village. In addition to these explosions, there were countless shrill screams mixed together, which scared all the villagers of Wangjia Village inexplicably.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, the villagers of Wangjia Village who were about to escape finally returned with the courage to return, but saw a mess on the ground. Most of the originally cruel bandits fell in a pool of blood and died so much that they could not die again.

Of course, there were also some undead bandits, but these bandits had been seriously injured all over, either with broken arms or legs. Several of them had even flowed out of their intestines and were lying on the ground wailing to die.

Among this group of people, the villagers of Wangjia Village saw a five or six-year-old child standing in front of a bandit who had not yet died and asking something.

Feeling the gaze of these villagers, Li Chengming turned his head and looked at the bandits in front of him, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"You...I have told you all that I know, don't kill me, don't kill me..." The bandit lying on the ground, who had been raising his hands and feet, looked at the child who looked like a legendary monster in front of him, begging in horror.

However, facing the bandit's begging, Li Chengming just took a look indifferently, then waved his right hand and inserted a hand of kunai directly into his neck. With a squirting sound, blood burst out like a fountain.

"When you killed these innocent villagers, they should have begged you like this!" Looking at the bandits with wide eyes and faces full of resentment, Li Chengming left a faint sentence, and then walked towards the villagers who were hiding not far away.

Seeing Li Chengming walking towards them, she hid aside and watched Li Chengming kill a bandit clearly, and couldn't help but look alert and fear flashed across the faces of the villagers who were watching Li Chengming, "It's you?"

Li Chengming looked at Wang Xuanwu, and saw that he had held the long sword he had practiced before, and there was still blood stain on the blade. He nodded slightly and said, "It's me!"

"You...who are you?" Seeing that Li Chengming had killed so many people, he didn't even have any blood stains on his body, Wang Xuanwu was shocked and subconsciously tightened the long sword in his hand.

Feeling Wang Xuanwu's vigilance towards him, Li Chengming smiled slightly and didn't care. After all, no matter who it is, as long as it is a normal person, it is excellent to see a six-year-old child killing hundreds of bandits like this.

With a wave of his right hand, two ingots of gold were thrown in front of Wang Xuanwu. Wang Xuanwu was slightly stunned, and then subconsciously reached out and took it into his hand. He looked down and his pupils shrank slightly.

"This is my thanks to you and Wang Zhuangshi for helping you yesterday, so I'll give it to Wang Zhuangshi. Now these bandits are dead, so let you handle the next thing yourself." As he said that, Li Chengming didn't mean to stay for too long, and turned around and walked out of the village.

"Wait..." As soon as Li Chengming turned around, Wang Xuanwu's voice suddenly came from behind, "You, are you a warlock?"

Li Chengming paused slightly and said lightly, "That's right!"

After saying that, chakra exploded under his feet, and his body flew up like a big roc, and then leaped several times on the roof, disappearing in front of the villagers such as Wang Xuanwu.

"This... Xuanwu, this, who is this kid? Do you know him?" Seeing Li Chengming's figure disappear, several people followed him. The villagers of Wangjia Village who didn't dare to show off just now looked at Wang Xuanwu in shock at this time.

Wang Xuanwu's eyes were full of shock, nodded, shook his head and said, "I know, but I don't know. This is a kid I picked up on the way back from the mountain last night. I thought it was a kid from an ordinary wealthy family. I encountered bandits in the mountain, but I didn't expect it..."

"Then, is he really the legendary warlock? Yes, but he is still a kid!" A villager looked at Wang Xuanwu in disbelief.

"The warlock cannot be judged by common sense, and you see, what is impossible for these dead bandits?" Wang Xuanwu looked at the bandits who had already died in front of him, and his expression was a little unstable.

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Li Chengming's feet burst out with a chakra, and he was leaping on the road like a sharp arrow. Within several leaps, he jumped up to a big tree, and then climbed up to the big tree several feet tall within three breaths. He stood on the top of the tree and looked at the direction of Wangjia Village from a distance.

It is only two or three miles away from Wangjia Village. He could vaguely hear howling and cursing coming from the village. This is the accusation of the bandits he has killed.

Unfortunately, no matter how sad and crying, the innocent villagers could never survive.

Fortunately, the bandits have also died now, and the villagers of Wangjia Village have escaped and have avenged blood revenge.

However, without strength and relying on God's favor, no one knows whether there will be bandits descending from the sky one day?

He sighed, shook his head, and then Li Chengming sat down on the tree and began to sort out what he had heard from the bandit leader before.

Originally, Li Chengming found out from Wang Ming that his current dynasty was the Han Dynasty, and the Guanghe period was the second year, and the emperor was still Liu Hong. He thought he was in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

However, since he saw that Wang Ming and Wang Xuanwu could carry two hundred kilograms of firewood, Li Chengming doubted whether he had left the shit. No, it was suddenly the Emperor of Europe, and as soon as he came out, he met two peerless generals.

However, after seeing the bandits who rushed into Wangjia Village to massacre, Li Chengming began to wonder if this was the Han Dynasty he thought of.

The bandits were holding dozens of kilograms of heavy knives, and the bandit leader's pair of hammers was even more than a hundred kilograms. If Li Chengming hadn't noticed the strangeness, he could really find a piece of tofu to kill him.

Meeting Wang Ming and Wang Xuanwu can be said to be full of luck. They met a peerless general who was rare in a century, but met hundreds of strong men who were comparable to those in history that were comparable to first-class generals, and these people were just a group of bandits. Li Chengming had long doubted whether this mysterious world brought by Jieyouka with him was really the Han Dynasty.
Chapter completed!