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The scene they imagined, where Dongfang Ye was riddled with bullets and blood, did not occur.
Instead, their machine guns and sniper rifles were destroyed by reflected bullets.
They were all stunned, their mouths agape.
Dongfang Ye then spun his hands in a circle.
Every bullet that was touched returned to its original path under the influence of the myriad phenomena of the universe.
They destroyed their weapons one by one.
The firing time was less than 30 seconds.
All the firearms and guns that Wu Yizu brought out were rendered unusable.
The results achieved by firearms were evident in Dongfang Ye's palms, which faintly emitted high-temperature heat.
Wu Jialouluo's eyes widened.
"Reflecting bullets with the palm of your hand, what kind of martial art is that?"
Oh wait, what kind of superpower is it?
Such an extraordinary sight.
Wu Jialuo, and even the Wu clan members present, did not consider this to be martial arts or a skill.
After all, the difference in their levels is too great.
They couldn't grasp the essence of the martial arts techniques involved.
Seeing the stunned Wu family, Dongfang Ye's lips curled up.
"Now that your rounds are over, it's my turn."
As he spoke, Dongfang Ye slowly walked towards the entire Wu clan, his hands slightly outstretched in a casual manner.
But the Wu clan members who were using firearms had their pupils shrink and couldn't help but take a step back.
Only those who personally fired at Dongfang Ye knew the truth.
It would be too easy for Dongfang Ye to kill them.
It only needs to slightly deflect the trajectory, instead of bouncing off its original path.
They were either dead or seriously injured.
He sensed the fear in his people.
Wu Huili immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly activated her 100% liberation.
In an instant, a terrifying aura surged forth.
The frail old man suddenly straightened up.
All members of the Wu family present were stunned and brought to their senses.
Wu Huili's expression was serious, and her voice, though aged, carried an unquestionable authority.
"As members of the Wu clan, what are you afraid of?"
We are always the ones who are afraid of others.
We are not afraid of anyone.
Hearing the clan chief's reprimand.
Wu Yizu, who was present, felt ashamed.
Yes, they are the Wu family, a world-renowned assassination clan.
They have absolutely no reason to be afraid.
I sensed that the fear in the hearts of my people was gradually subsiding.
Wu Huili kept talking.
"Remember, we are the Wu clan."
The Wu clan has undergone thousands of years of selective evolution.
They were born more talented than anyone else.
These words strengthened the resolve of everyone in the Wu clan present.
Yes, they are humans who have undergone thousands of years of optimization.
Calling them a new kind of human wouldn't be an exaggeration.
There is absolutely no need to be afraid of Dongfang Ye.
I sensed that my people had regained their confidence.
Wu Huili looked toward Dongfang Ye, who was still slowly walking toward her, exuding an inexplicable sense of immense pressure.
He took a deep breath and shouted.
"All members of the Wu clan, heed my command, begin the liberation, and prepare for a bloody battle."
"Our Wu clan has no members who would back down."
Accompanied by the final words.
The entire Wu clan roared excitedly.
Everyone began their liberation through shouting.
The degree of liberation varied.
But the entire Wu clan came together.
Its terrifying power was like a horde of demons descending upon the world.
In addition, after each member of the Wu clan was liberated, their bodies were covered in bulging veins and their eyes were black and bright, which added to their ferocious and terrifying appearance.
Even a normal person would be so frightened upon seeing it that they would immediately lose control of their bladder.
Looking at the excited Wu family.
Dongfang Ye praised him, saying that he was indeed capable of achieving the position of clan leader.
But this is better.
What Dongfang Ye wanted was to completely crush them and break the backbone of the Wu clan.
They took the unruly Wu clan under their wing.
Thinking like this.
A smile appeared on Dongfang Ye's lips, and his slow pace gradually quickened until he began to run.
"Come on, let me see how your Wu clan dances."
Wu Huili did not respond, but simply led the way and rushed out.
Hundreds of members of the Wu clan followed closely behind.
The 100-meter distance passed in the blink of an eye.
The two sides collided violently.
Dozens of members of the Wu clan were immediately sent flying by Dongfang Ye amidst screams.
Dongfang Ye, mingling among the crowd, was like a tiger among sheep.
With each punch and kick, members of the Wu clan were thrown into the air and lost consciousness.
No member of the Wu clan could withstand a single punch.
Dongfang Ye played like he was stomping on noobs.
He weaved through the crowd, grabbing people at random and throwing them like projectiles, knocking down a large number of people.
They had a great time.
"Don't be too arrogant, young man."
"Let this old man be your opponent."
Wu Huili seized the opportunity and darted out from the side at incredible speed.
The old man's palm, like a divine weapon, pierced straight into the heart of the Eastern Night.
However, Dongfang Ye merely dodged the attack by slightly turning his body, then grabbed the old man's head and slammed it into the ground.
Rumble…
The earth cracked and trembled.
Wu Huiliyang, the patriarch of the Wu clan and a fighter of superior strength, was stuck upside down in the ground and remained motionless.
Dongfang Ye sighed.
"I originally wanted to respect the elderly and care for the young, and let you have some more fun."
But since you've managed to get out, I'll just let you sleep here.
The strongest patriarch of the Wu clan was instantly killed by Dongfang Ye in one move.
The battlefield fell silent instantly, with some people still faintly retreating.
After all, even their strongest clan leader has been defeated, so what's the point of fighting?
Suddenly, a pretty JK (high school girl) figure rushed out.
"Grandpa has lost, so let me, Garuda, fight you."
Looking at Wu Jialouluo, whose face was flushed, as he pounced on her.
Dongfang Ye didn't quite understand, so he raised his hand and flicked out a finger.
A thud.
Wu Jialouluo fell straight to the ground, with a small red bump on his forehead, and his eyes were still rolling around.
It looks like he won't be able to get up anytime soon.
"Why are little girls fighting? They should just go to sleep."