Chapter 434

Relying on the recoil from instantly stepping on the ground dozens of times, he achieved instantaneous teleportation.

When he reappeared,

he was already outside the circle surrounding the pirates.

"Finger Gun!"

Lu En pointed and thrust at the forehead of one pirate.

Like piercing through a block of tofu.

Puff!

A soft sound.

The pirate's forehead was pierced through by Lu En's finger, leaving a bloody hole.

A large spray of blood shot upward.

Splattered across the sky.

Thud!

A dull sound rang out.

Only to see,

The cold corpse fell heavily, kicking up a puff of dust from the ground.

Before all the pirates present could react,

Lu En moved again.

"Then…"

"I'll finish you all at once."

He held this thought.

So.

In the next few short seconds,

Lu En, using the Six Styles' Razor, darted wildly through the group of pirates.

No one could catch his figure.

No one could trace his movement path.

Lu En's speed was too fast!

Each time, it seemed like teleportation…

Leaving only a blurred afterimage in place.

Puff!

Puff!

…

Clusters of blood blossoms sprayed upward, staining the sky red.

One by one, the pirates' foreheads were pierced through by Lu En in rapid succession.

In the blink of an eye,

thirty pirates died at Lu En's hands.

The entire process…

had lasted only a few seconds.

Moments later.

All the pirates surrounding Lu En had been wiped out by him alone.

Not a single one escaped!

Not a single survivor remained.

Forty-eight pirates all met the same fate—pierced through by Lu En's finger.

Instantly killed on the spot!

They offered no resistance at all…

At this point,

Lu En ended the battle.

This battle lasted him roughly seven seconds.

Extremely brief…

Therefore,

after Lu En finished the battle, everyone present failed to react.

Dozens of eyes, filled with numbness, shock, and disbelief, simultaneously fixed on Lu En.

Then,

they turned to look at the cold corpses lying at Lu En's feet.

Grotesque,

terrifying.

Rivers of blood,

corpses strewn everywhere.

In the blink of an eye,

all the pirates were dead.

A vast expanse of blood seeped into the soil, staining the ground a deep crimson, as if a vivid red veil had been laid across it.

Strange,

Blinding,

Captivating!

A light breeze brushed by.

A faint scent of blood spread through the air in all directions.

The pungent odor made one nauseous.

In the center of that pile of corpses stood a spotless young figure, entirely unharmed, his breathing still perfectly steady.

Tick-tock!

Tick-tock!

Blood slowly dripped from Lu En's index finger.

He was stained with blood only on his index finger.

Elsewhere on his body, not a single other stain remained.

Clean,

Neat,

Pure and flawless.

Surrounded by countless cold corpses, his figure now appeared terrifyingly majestic.

From him radiated an unparalleled, overwhelming pressure.

For a moment,

Lu En drew the gaze of everyone present.

The previously noisy, lively atmosphere…

Now,

Had become utterly silent!

Dead silent!

Even the fiercest battlefield had been forcibly halted.

The atmosphere turned eerie.

Oppressive!

An extreme sense of oppression raised goosebumps on every skin.

At this moment,

No one dared meet Lu En's gaze.

Among them,