Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 61 Zhang Erhe, you can be a good person, but you can't get along with me.

"Master Tiger is back——"

"Brother, come back to the village, come and kowtow!"

"Prepare the brazier and hot water. Where are the women? Get them here quickly."

Along the steep mountainside by the river bank, there was a bamboo and wooden village built. On the mountain road, a group of water bandits were shouting and walking quickly with a big man with disheveled hair and beard.

Seventy or eighty bandits in ragged clothes rushed out of the village, kowtowing and kneeling noisily.

"Master Tiger, you have returned from the dead this time. Let's see who in the martial arts world will dare to disrespect you from now on."

"Master Tiger, I know you are a star in the sky and cannot die."

The bandits flattered him, making the big man with disheveled hair and beard look pleased.

He waved his hand to let the bandits stand up, and his eyes fell on the four naked, shivering women.

With his eyes gleaming, the big man walked over and tore the shirt of the woman in front of him, causing her to scream.

The big man reached over and squeezed them hard a few times, then reached down and grinned: "Wash all four of them and send them to my house. Damn it, I robbed a dozen women, and now these are the only four left for you."

"Today I'm going to kill them all."

The big man laughed arrogantly and strode into the village.

The other bandits all laughed, and the four women cried in fear.

They will really die.

"Dong Chenghu."

A voice rang out, drowning out all the sounds in front of the village.

There was a moment of silence before the copycat.

The big man who stepped into the village gate turned around with a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Yuan, dressed in black with a long sword hanging from his waist, strode along the mountain path.

"Second Master Zhang?"

The few people who had collected the bodies in front of the county government office recognized Zhang Yuan and cried out in surprise.

The big man lowered his head, and several people hurriedly revealed Zhang Yuan's identity.

"Oh, Yi Bo Yun Tian, ​​hey, it's the Second Master who's here."

The big man smiled and looked at Zhang Yuan who was walking quickly towards him: "Why, Master Zhang, are you trying to recruit my brothers?"

"That's fine. I heard that Qingshan Village is very rich now. If Second Master can show me and my brothers a way out, I will lead them to live a stable life."

Zhang Yuan walked without stopping or saying anything, but just kept one hand on the scabbard and the other on the hilt at his waist, and walked straight up the stone.

The big man's expression turned cold.

"Stop him—"

The bandits gathered in front of the village gate, armed with wooden spears and iron swords, rushed towards Zhang Yuan.

Two fists cannot beat four hands. Most of the mountain bandits and rabble-rousers are just ordinary warriors who have practiced some tricks, but relying on their numbers, they can chop even martial artists into pieces.

This is not the first time that Pingshui Village has surrounded and killed those self-important martial artists.

Zhang Yuan walked forward with murderous intent in his eyes. He had calculated the positions of the dozen or so bandits in front of him clearly.

Three feet.

Two feet.

One foot.

“Clang—”

The long sword was unsheathed, and the right foot stepped three feet forward. The sword moved with the man, and he drew the sword upward, with the blade brushing against the right armpit of the bandit who was rushing in the front.

The sharp long knife cut through the armpit like cutting through thin paper, tearing open the sternum and cutting open the internal organs, and then from the jaw upwards, a handful of blood flew up.

The blade did not stop, Zhang Yuan's left foot had already followed, and the scabbard in his left hand swung horizontally, hitting the cheek of the second bandit.

A thousand pounds of force emanated from the scabbard, and the sound of the bandit's facial bones breaking was mixed with the crisp sound of his eyeballs popping.

At this time, Zhang Yuan's right hand long sword had changed from raising to pressing, from a normal grip to a reverse grip, and pressing down with the reverse arm.

The blade pressed against the bandit's left shoulder, whose facial bones were shattered.

The sharp blade instantly severed the shoulder bone and cut into the chest cavity.

The blade kept moving, moving diagonally from the chest cavity to the lower right, cutting through the heart and lungs, severing the spine, and coming out from under the right ribs, bringing out a stream of blood.

He swung the scabbard in his left hand and hit the bandit in the chest a few feet away, knocking him back. He then grasped the hilt of the knife with his left hand, held the knife with both hands, raised the blade, and took a step forward to meet the bandit who was rushing forward with a wooden spear.

Zhang Yuan leaned slightly to the side, allowing the opponent's wooden spear to miss. He was already four feet in front of the opponent, and his long sword slashed down with a whistling sound.

"Om-"

The blade slid down from the skull and passed between the terrified eyes. Holding the knife with both hands can make the force more evenly transmitted and the force on the blade more penetrating.

The blade pressed down, passing through the cervical vertebrae, sternum, and coccyx, cutting it open with one stroke.

Broken in two.

Holding the knife in hand, the blade pointed diagonally, Zhang Yuan stopped in his tracks. From the moment he drew his knife to this moment, less than a breath had passed.

Around him, three people and four bodies fell.

The entrails were scattered all over the floor.

The blood instantly dyed the area within a ten-foot radius around his feet red.

"Ferocious, fierce, fierce demon..."

"vomit……"

"Lu Lao Si was hacked to pieces alive!"

"Old Chen is dead!"

The bandits who surged forward like a tide now retreated like a tide.

Everyone is afraid of death.

As they retreated, Zhang Yuan moved forward faster.

He took a step closer and slashed with his long sword. The iron swords, arms and waists of the three bandits who had no time to retreat were cut off.

The blade reached the left side, and Zhang Yuanren followed the blade, took a step forward, and kicked the frightened bandit on the far left in the chest.

The mountains and rivers move, stepping on the sky.

"Bam—"

The water bandit's body exploded from his chest, and the scattered blood and body parts fell on the surrounding bandits and rocks and branches.

Crush it with one blow, using the strength of an ox!
The bandits in the rear all retreated in panic towards the gate of the stronghold.

A look of fear flashed across the eyes of the big man standing at the door, and then it was replaced by ferocity and madness.

He grabbed the knife from the bandit beside him and slashed the bandit's neck as he retreated in front of him. Blood spurted out a few feet high.

"Whoever retreats again, I will chop him down."

"Can he kill all the hundreds of people in Pingshui Village by himself?"

"It will be effortless to kill you all if we chase you and kill you!"

"Where's the bow? Take the door panel and push it up."

"Spear, spear, go ahead and stab!"

The big man's roar finally stopped the bandits' retreat.

His knife strike finally aroused the bloodiness of the bandits.

Zhang Yuan’s cruelty could never compare to the brutality of the Han Dynasty over the years.

Such is the human heart.

The bandits who had retreated in front of Zhang Yuan rushed forward again.

Zhang Yuan just frowned, pointed his long sword diagonally, and walked forward.

"Zhang Erhe, just be a good person and don't mess with me."

"Just wait, I'm going to kill you and all your comrades' families as well."

"No, kill the men and take all the women to the village—"

The big man holding the long sword roared crazily.

He was disturbing Zhang Yuan's mind.

Even if it is a strong man in the late stage of the acquired realm, as long as his mind is disturbed and his rhythm is disrupted, there will be flaws.

As long as there is a flaw, he will die.

"Whizzing--"

Two arrows shot towards Zhang Yuan, who raised them with his left hand and grabbed them.

"Aim and shoot, shoot from behind, shoot from behind!" The big man slashed with his sword and roared in dissatisfaction.

Two heavy door panels were blocking Zhang Yuan a few feet in front of him, and seven or eight wooden spears were raised, with the tips of the spears shaking in front of Zhang Yuan's eyes.

Zhang Yuan's eyes slowly swept across the gate of the village.

Very good, everyone is here.

Even the bandits carrying fire sticks and pot lids arrived in front of the stone steps.

Except for the four women, all the bandits in the mountain stronghold gathered here.

Including the seven people who were just killed, there are a total of eighty-four.

Slowly raising his head, a suppressed energy and true essence rose from Zhang Yuan's body.

"First, first, innate——"

In front of the stronghold, the man holding a knife had his eyes wide open and was screaming in fear.

A meter-long blade of light flashed in his eyes, like a flash of lightning.

(End of this chapter)